Chapter 72

After a few words with the yuan brothers, Qi Yan apologized: "sorry, I still have something to do..."

"Master Qi has something to do, so we won't bother." Yuan Cheng said before Yuan Peng spoke, "please be careful on the way."

"I will, thank you." Qi Yan glanced at Zhao Zhicheng and Xiang Qiang and motioned them to keep up.

Qi Yangang went out by car with Zhao Zhicheng. He saw several cars in front of and behind the car to protect them. He picked his eyebrows, "these..."

"These are people from our special security bureau," Zhao Zhicheng said with a bitter smile. "If we didn't need you for master Qian's business, we really don't want to take you out at this time." although it is said that the forces behind the imperial capital will become timid after yesterday's incident, if there is something wrong with these masters, they can't afford it.

Qi Yan thought of yesterday and reminded him that he had better not go out, so he nodded clearly.

I'm afraid even Bai He took him to Cen's house resolutely to protect him.

"Actually..." Qi Yan looked out the window. "I think the more you mobilize people, the easier it is for others to notice what you care about."

"Master Qi, please rest assured. Now, we have arranged relevant personnel to protect some famous masters. You are not a special case," Zhao Zhicheng said. "After the settlement of the matter in Wang Township, our organization has been afraid to pay too much attention to you. Most people who know something about it also think that the main force to solve this matter is the other eight masters. You are just..."

"I'm just passing by, right?" Qi Yan doesn't mind this. "I know you're trying to protect me. I won't care about this false name."

Zhao Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was afraid that master Qi misunderstood their intention, and it would not be beautiful at that time.

Qi Yan frowned. Since no one except the insiders knew that he had made great contributions to Wang Township, where did yuan Chongan know the news? The strangest thing is, why can't he wait to come to Cen's house to find him? This doesn't mean telling him in disguise that the yuan family knows the inside story?

If yuan Chongan is so stupid, how can he take care of the yuan family so well?

"Bang!" Yuan Peng slammed the door, his face full of anger and embarrassment.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Qi Yan doesn't pay much attention to people. If those respected masters don't stay closed, how can we turn to him in our family's affairs? He doesn't want to be ashamed. I really think he can become the cen family by taking the road of the cen family?!"

"If other masters have such an attitude as Qi Yan, you will only feel unfathomable, but you will only become angry in the face of Qi Yan," Yuan Cheng didn't mind his words. He stabbed his eldest brother in the heart. "In the final analysis, you don't look down on him from the bottom of your heart. Since you despise others, don't blame Qi Yan for treating you with this attitude."

"Yuan Cheng!" Yuan Peng stared at his brother angrily, "which side are you on?"

"I'm on my own side," Yuan Cheng sighed. "Feng Shui ghosts and gods, Yin Zhai and Wang acupoints are just trails. If you really want the family to prosper, why do you ask for trails and give up yourself. It's better to rely on God and ghosts than on yourself. No matter how good feng shui is, there are several more people like Uncle Tang in the family, which can't save our yuan family."

Yuan Peng was silent for a long time: "small town, do you still mind what happened two years ago?"

Yuan Cheng looked out of the window with a faint tone: "I was not firm enough and chose to give up. What qualifications do I have to mind."

After one security door after another, Qi Yan finally saw master Qian lying in bed reading martial arts novels. Seeing him come in, master Qian quickly stuffed the novel under the pillow and showed a kind smile on his face, "master Qi is coming. Please sit down."

Zhao Zhicheng, who had waited for the special security bureau, withdrew from the house.

Master Qian's face was sallow and haggard than when he met last time. Qi Yan looked at the fruits piled all over the room and picked one to cut the skin with a knife. "It seems that master Qian's spiritual power has not recovered."

"When you are old, you can't compare with you young people," said master Qian with a tired face. "When you are old, it's easy to read old love. Alas."

Qi Yan knew that master Qian was talking about master Wei. He smiled and said, "everyone lives with his own fate. Master Qian, you don't have to mind too much."

"Or you can see through." master Qian smiled with some relief.

They had a chat without a match. No one mentioned those troubles again, but talked about some interesting past.

After sitting with Qi Yan for more than an hour, master Qian sighed and said, "you've been talking with me for so long. You have a heart."

"It's interesting to chat with you," Qi Yan saw that master Qian was tired and helped him lie down. When he covered the quilt, Qi Yan pinched master Qian's hand. His skin was loose and cold, and he was old. "I hope you can get better soon."

Master Qian smiled and waved to him, "go back. It's not for you."

This place is heavily surrounded. Although it is safe, there is no freedom and vitality. This young man should not stay in this place.

Qi Yan looked at the luxurious decoration in the house and smiled, "I'll see you next time."

Just as Qi Yan was about to leave, master Qian stopped him again.

"Master Qi, I heard you have a nickname called Qian Qian?" master Qian coughed several times. "My surname is Qian Qian, and your name is Qian Qian. Is this fate?"

Qi Yan quietly looked at the kind old man and nodded.

"We are so lucky, but I haven't given you a gift yet," master Qian touched under his pillow and found a box the size of a palm. "Here you are."

Although the box was not opened, Qi Yan could feel the rich aura from the box, which was definitely a very rare good thing.

"Take it. It's useless to leave it here. My disciples don't have the ability to use him. They can't bury him unless they put it here." master Qian looked at the box in his hand reluctantly. "Should it be all my wish?"

Qi Yan took the box and looked at master Qian with complex eyes: "Why me?"

Master Qian said with a smile, "maybe it's because your face looks like me?"

Qi Yan pulled a corner of his mouth. Fortunately, their age difference can be masters and grandchildren. Otherwise, he really can't explain this clearly.

Holding the things given by master Qian, Zhao Zhicheng walked out of the door, looked at the things in his hand, paused for a moment and said, "master Qian, we'll take you back."

"Thank you." Qi Yan's expression was a little heavy.

Having nothing to say along the way, Zhao Zhicheng sent Qi Yan to Cen's house and couldn't help asking, "master Qi, can you figure out who is behind him?"

Qi Yan held the box and looked back at him: "Captain Zhao, I am a man, not a God."

"Sorry." Zhao Zhicheng realized that he had the habit of relying on master Qi to help solve problems. He couldn't help being vigilant. As the captain of the special group, he had such an idea. What will happen to the following team members.

"In this world, not only I can count, but also some people will disturb fate in addition to fortune telling," Qi Yan looked at Zhao Zhicheng with burning eyes. "No matter how powerful the master is, he is not as powerful as the eyes of the masses. There is nothing that can not be found out, only those who do not pay enough attention."

Zhao Zhicheng was shocked and bowed deeply to Qi Yan: "thank you for reminding me."

Otherwise, he will go astray.

Qi Yan walked into the door of Cen's house and saw Cen Baihe sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. He went to him and played the newspaper: "turn over the newspaper. Is this the new vision protection law?"

CEN Baihe shook his newspaper uneasily and threw it aside: "the man named Zhao Zhicheng told you not to go out at will yesterday. Why did he come and take you out today?"

"Men are fickle," Qi Yan smiled and touched the box in his hand. "They took me to see Master Qian."

CEN Baihe noticed that Qi Yan still had something in his hand: "how's he?"

Qi Yan shook his head and didn't speak. After he slowly opened the box cover, the whole person was stunned. Because there are three kinds of magic tools in it. One is the compass that Qi Yan used to see Master Qian, but the other two are more precious than the compass. Jade gourd and Xiangyun pen are famous magic tools recorded in xuanshu books. Many magicians want them. They didn't expect that these two good things should be here.

But when you think about it, it doesn't seem strange. It's normal for a big man like master Qian to have several famous magic tools.

"What is this?" even if Cen Baihe is a layman who doesn't understand metaphysics, he can feel the gentle breath of these three things, just like spring after rain, which makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

"Here you are," Qi Yan put the jade gourd in Cen Baihe's hand. "Putting it on the side of your bed can not only benefit Qi and health, but also bless both good fortune and good fortune."

CEN Baihe saw that Qi Yan looked a little depressed, so he obediently put the jade gourd away.

Two days later, news came from the special group and caught a group of suspicious people. Because there were enthusiastic people reporting, these people hid in the house mysteriously all day and often strange people came to them from time to time. The enthusiastic people worried that these people were spies sent from abroad, so they secretly reported to the police.

After Qi Yan learned about it, he was a little embarrassed. Although he didn't catch the boss behind the scenes, this time it must hurt the spirit of the behind the scenes. Maybe the villain organization jumped out of its feet in righteousness.

However, they were not happy. A few days later, a bad news came to Qi Yan.

Master Qian died.

When Zhao Zhicheng deliberately told Qi Yan the news, Qi Yan showed a sad mood on his face, but he was no exception. Maybe master Qian knew his own physical condition and gave him these three precious magic tools.

"Money?" when Cen Baihe saw Qi Yan heard the news, he sat stunned, worried that he was too sad, so he stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm fine," Qi Yan shook his head and asked Cen Baihe not to worry about himself. He looked at Zhao Zhicheng in black. "Was it painful when master Qian died?"

"No, he left with a smile."

"That's good." Qi Yan smiled. "It's lucky that people can go to heaven with a smile when they live for a lifetime."