Chapter 242： Going on a long trip again

When the bald brother heard that Pei Anzhu said he wanted to come in person, he was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

Soon, he sent the address via private message in the background.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also very excited:

—The master is about to appear on stage again. Do you want to perform online beating up ghosts?

—One person wrote in blood, begging Qingzhu Fairy Lord not to interrupt the live broadcast. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the anchor beat a ghost with high energy!

—The last time I saw her beating up a ghost was the last time.

—You upstairs know nonsense literature!

I’ve skipped class, so you can’t just show me a star’s house, right?

…

Pei Anzhu couldn't help but smile when he saw their appeal:

“I won’t shut down the live broadcast for the time being, but if I feel it’s not suitable for you to watch later or it’s inconvenient to broadcast, I will also interrupt it.”

“Well, in order to compensate you, I will ask my assistant to hold a lottery in the live broadcast room later and draw one hundred amulets.”

The audience suddenly became excited, and everyone was gearing up, waiting for the draw to come.

Pei Anzhu is going on a long trip again, because the address given by the bald brother is:

Rongcheng, Jinsong District, Lintun Township, Tanning Town, Gaoqiao Village.

She checked the navigation and found that Rongcheng was more than 900 kilometers away from Yuncheng, and it took two hours to fly. Not to mention that the bald brother's home was not in Rongcheng city, but in the countryside.

So before going out, you must be prepared -

The first thing to do is take things out.

Except for the mini camera pinned to her collar, it was still her bag, which contained the props she needed, which she packed quickly.

The next one is Feng Jinglan in the next room.

She promised to deliver spiritual energy to him every day to ensure that he could last longer. Even if he went out, the delivery of spiritual energy could not be interrupted.

So, Pei Anzhu drew a high-level spirit gathering talisman.

After drawing the talisman, Pei Anzhu told the audience that he would leave for a while, then walked out of the room and walked towards Feng Jinglan's room next door.

The two servants were lying by the window eavesdropping when they suddenly saw her coming out. They were so panicked that you touched me and I touched you, with guilty looks on their faces.

Pei Anzhu saw it, but pretended not to know and only said:

"I'm going out next, with Miss Shen's family. Before I go out, I want to see Jing Lan."

Zhang Yufang saw that Pei Anzhu didn't seem to catch them eavesdropping, and she suddenly felt guilty. She straightened her back and said:

“Madam has told me, if the young mistress wants to visit the young master, just go, but there are a lot of medical instruments inside, so the young mistress needs to be careful and don’t touch them randomly.”

"Of course." Pei Anzhu nodded, turned around and went to the next door.

The two servants didn't dare to go too far away, so they stood at the door and looked inside. But what they didn't know was that the moment Pei Anzhu walked into the room, they used a blindfold.

In the eyes of the servant, after Pei Anzhu walked in, he just sat by the bed for a while and did nothing.

But in fact, Pei Anzhu asked Ah Puppet to release ghost energy, which affected the surveillance in the room. She took this opportunity to stuff the high-level spirit-gathering talisman she had drawn under the mattress on Feng Jinglan's bed.

The Spirit Gathering Talisman will gather all the spiritual energy in the air, and then slowly infiltrate his body and nourish his soul.

After doing all this, Pei Anzhu walked out and returned to his room.

Zhang Yufang and Zhao Mingmin looked at each other, and they divided their work. One was watching in the yard, and the other went to report to Ms. Yao Fangling.

Yao Fangling was currently copying the De Jing with her daughter Feng Yiyi. After hearing Zhao Mingmin’s report, she couldn’t help but frown:

“She’s going on a long trip again? Didn’t she just come back not long ago?”

“Yes, the young lady said she was with Miss Shen.” Zhao Mingmin replied.

"Tch! Shen Yueran?" Feng Yiyi said disdainfully after hearing this, "I have heard from other people in the circle before that my good sister-in-law attended Xu Youyou's birthday party. I don't know what she thought. Hanging out with a group of dudes who have no inheritance rights and no ambition!" I mentioned before that Shen Yueran and his group of nearly ten people all have one thing in common, and that is:

They are favored at home and have older brothers and sisters supporting them, so they don’t need to work too hard.

Logically speaking, Feng Yiyi also falls into this category, because she has two brothers above her.

Before Feng Jinglan got into the car accident, he was recognized as the favored son of heaven and the unwavering heir. Even though he was unconscious, Feng Jingrun did a good job after taking over.

However, Feng Yiyi held on to her status as a top wealthy family and refused to be condescending or subordinate. As a result, she had no true friends in the wealthy circle, only a group of people who needed to fawn over her and please her due to her status.

But she obviously enjoyed it and scorned the small group of Fu Chong and Xu Youyou.

Yao Fangling is not as simple as Feng Yiyi thought. She just thinks:

“She is an orphan who was recently found. She has never heard of any work before. She and Miss Shen have just met each other. How come they are so close that they go on trips together every two days?”

“Besides, it’s too often to leave right after coming back.”

Although there was a long time between Pei Anzhu's two live broadcasts, she had just returned to Feng's house not long ago, so it was reasonable for Yao Fangling to find it strange.

But she didn’t waste any more time on this issue and just asked:

“Are you sure she was in the young master’s room and didn’t do anything?”

"I'm sure we saw clearly that she just sat there for a while, and it didn't last long, not more than a minute." Zhao Mingmin confirmed.

Yao Fangling took out her mobile phone, turned on the surveillance camera in Feng Jinglan’s room, and looked at—

In the surveillance footage, Pei Anzhu always had her back to the camera. After entering the room, she pulled up a nearby chair and sat down by the bed.

After a while, the monitor started to flicker. I don’t know where the connection was bad. The screen was black for three seconds, but it quickly recovered.

Pei Anzhu still maintained that posture, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Feng Jinglan. After a while, she got up, put the chair back to its original place, turned and left.

Everything looks fine.

Yao Fangling breathed a sigh of relief, exited the surveillance screen, and told Zhao Mingmin:

"Go back and keep watching, focusing on whether there are any changes in the young master."

After Zhao Mingmin left, Yao Fangling took out her mobile phone again and sent a text message.

“Mom, what are you doing?” Feng Yiyi asked.

"Don't do anything, just copy the scriptures." Yao Fangling changed the subject, "Look at your calligraphy hand, you have been practicing it since you were young, why haven't you improved? If your father sees this, he will punish you if you don't copy more. Ten times.”

Feng Yiyi pursed her lips, turned around and sat at the table, and continued copying the Te Ching.

At the same time, Pei Anzhu had packed his things, carried his schoolbag, mini camera, and mobile phone and left the Feng family.

As before, Shen Yueran was waiting not far down the mountain with a nanny car. She even helped Pei Anzhu pack two sets of clothes for a change of clothes at Biqi Lake Community.

This assistant is very competent.

Pei Anzhu got in the car and started to take out a pen and paper to draw talismans, while Shen Yueran went to work on the lottery draw in the live broadcast room, which was very lively.

But not long after the vehicle was driving, Pei Anzhu noticed something was wrong—

There is a car following behind.

A black Volkswagen Lavida, a very ordinary model, merged into the street traffic and was very inconspicuous.

But Pei Anzhu had keen senses, and she knew clearly that the car was following her. (End of chapter)