C21

When Zhou Heng took the money pouch from Yu Shuai's hands, he was shocked: "Such a big bag?"

Yu Shuai was curious: How much is your own account, do you not have any points in your heart?

"Big, big, big boss," Yu Shuai shouted, almost becoming a big brother again, "Do you want to order some? I don't dare to touch you with even a penny, ah!"

Zhou Heng unzipped the black bag and took a glance inside: "It's better not to. He did not know that the serial number of every coin in the bag had already been recorded. The Police station would monitor every single time the money went into the bag.

"Thank you for your trouble!" Zhou Heng patted Yu Shuai's shoulder. In fact, if he had a little brother helping him run errands for him, it would be rather convenient, Zhou Heng suddenly felt that.

"Misfortune! Misfortune! Misfortune!" Yu Shuai immediately said.

"I'm leaving." Zhou Heng waved goodbye to Yu Shuai as he carried his money bag.

"Good trip, big boss!" Yu Shuai's attitude was still very respectful, "Please be careful on your way!"

After Zhou Heng turned around and left, he said in a low voice: "Be careful, don't get hit by cars and f * cking die!" After saying that, he kicked the roots of a large tree by the side of the road.

After pausing for two seconds, he squatted down and rubbed his front paws. "Pain, pain, pain, pain!"

Now that he had the money, it was much easier for Zhou Heng to travel. He walked to the road and stopped a taxi, then he showed the address to the driver.

"Send me here." Zhou Heng said.

"Little brother," the driver had a foreign accent, "you are also going to the department to deliver gifts!" As he spoke, he started the car.

"Gift gift?" Zhou Heng shook his head, "I am not here to deliver gifts."

Is this family very famous in the Coastal City? Zhou Heng asked the driver: "Did a lot of people send gifts to their home?"

"There are plenty!" The driver was the type who liked to chat with passengers, "Tong Family, a top family in Coastal City!"

"Is that so?" Zhou Heng nodded his head, his tone extremely calm.

"Rumor has it that Miss Tong Family was struck by evil spirits!" The driver said in a horrified voice, "Can't cure it! Many people went to give gifts to Miss Tong Family, wanting to curry favor with her! "Scram!" The driver snorted disdainfully, obviously looking down on such fawning.

"Oh?" Hearing that he was bewitched, Zhou Heng immediately became interested.

"I pulled a great Daoist yesterday!" The driver then continued to tell Zhou Heng, "Also to the Tong Family, that Taoist is awesome!"

"Is he going to exorcise the evil?" Zhou Heng still wanted to discuss about those evil things.

"Then I don't know." The driver said, "That Taoist has a strange accent. He might not be Chinese."

You also have the nerve to say that other people have weird accents. Zhou Heng retorted in his heart.

"That Taoist is wearing a large robe and a white mask." "There's a big stick tied to his back. What a guy, I almost couldn't fit that stick in the car."

Zhou Heng was definitely not interested in becoming a Spirit Dao cultivator, "How much do you know about the young miss of Tong Family?"

"You asked the right person!" The driver's tone became very proud. "I've been doing this all year round, I don't know which one." He spoke a lot of helpful words in his dialect, which made it difficult for Zhou Heng to listen to him.

Feeling that this was a polite young lad, the driver started to talk to him: "Tong Family Miss is really pretty, do you know about Coastal City's One Flower?"

"I don't know, I don't know," Zhou Heng hurriedly urged, "Big Brother, continue talking."

Zhou Heng nodded, and asked: "Then what are the Miss Tong's symptoms?"

The driver helplessly shook his head, "Then how did I know that?" Then he hit the brakes and the taxi slowed down.

"Alright!" The driver rolled down the window on the left and signaled to Zhou Heng, "This place is Tong Family!"

Zhou Heng followed the directions given by the driver and looked through the window. The so called Tong Family Old Residence was not an old and dilapidated mansion like he had imagined, but a manor with a European style and a sense of history.

Zhou Heng grumbled in his heart. Right now, there are so many people in Coastal City that they have to queue up no matter where they go? But after thinking that there might be a mission waiting for him, Zhou Heng, who didn't like to join in on the fun, braced himself and squeezed his way in.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" "Someone shouted in the chaotic crowd." Aiya, who stepped on my foot! "

"Stupid hooligan, don't touch randomly!" There were quite a few women in the crowd.

Are they all here to recruit Feng Shui Master like Zhou Heng, or are they here to send gifts and to curry favor with the driver? Zhou Heng didn't care that much. He hugged the money bag to his chest and squeezed inside forcefully. How could an ordinary person's strength be comparable to his? Very quickly, he charged into the inner circle, shouting and screaming.

The Tong Family's metal door was currently shut tight.

"Why didn't Xiang Yunhai get me an invitation or something?" Zhou Heng complained in his heart. In truth, no matter if it was Ding Long or Xiang Yunhai, they had never interacted with the Tong Family. If it was said that Ding Xiang and Yue Yang were the newly-risen local tyrants in the past twenty years, then the Tong Family was the local tyrant who had rooted in the Coastal City for more than a hundred years. Although the current Tong Family might not be as powerful as Ding Xiang, he still believed that he was unwilling to be associated with Ding Xiang who shouted and shouted like this. The reason why Xiang Yunhai told Zhou Heng about this news was purely because Zhou Heng mentioned it in the carriage, asking him to help keep an eye on the strange situation.

Miss Tong Family's condition was extremely similar to that of Ding Long's son, and it was no wonder that Xiang Yunhai would tell Zhou Heng about it.

Just then, someone was pushed by the crowd onto Zhou Heng's back. Zhou Heng turned his head and saw a hunchbacked old man.

"Old man, why did you squeeze in to join in the liveliness?" Zhou Heng felt that the old man's body would be crushed at any moment, so he gave up his spot at the front, "I'm empty, come in."

"Thank you, thank you, kind young man." The old man thanked Zhou Heng as he walked in, trembling.

After Zhou Heng let the old man in, he placed himself behind the old man. With his physique, no one else would be able to do anything.

"Lad, what are you doing here?" the old man suddenly asked Zhou Heng.

"I am here to recruit Feng Shui Master." Zhou Heng spoke the truth.

Hearing Zhou Heng's answer, the old man opened his eyes wide, as if he was shocked by Zhou Heng's answer.

After a few seconds, he sighed. "A young person's abilities must be respected."

"Elder, you didn't come here to recruit a Feng Shui Master right?" Zhou Heng asked curiously.

The old man smiled, "I'm just enjoying my meal."

Zhou Heng nodded, thinking that with your age, you still want to go out and earn a living, it is truly something difficult for families. He looked at the manor's iron gate and said, "You said that with so many people crowded here, this family wouldn't open the gate?"

"It will open," the old man said softly. "It will open."

At the manor.

The old butler stood silently in front of the glass isolation chamber, his head bowed.

In the isolation chamber, a pale-faced girl was lying on a pure white bed. Her eyes were closed, as if she were asleep.

The old steward pulled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. "Old Master Luo should be here soon."

"Miss, I'll take my leave first." With that, he bowed to the girl in the ward.

The girl lay quietly on the bed, not reacting at all.