He died miserably. It was said that bandits entered the house, and more than a hundred members of the family, including the servants, were all killed.
Even his one-month-old grandson did not escape the bad luck.
In troubled times, it is actually normal for wealthy businessmen to be killed by bandits, but Cheng Siqing's friends told him that this incident was not normal.
On the surface, it seemed that the friend died at the hands of bandits, but the strange thing was that none of his family's gold and silver wealth was taken away by the bandits.
The government did not find out the cause of death of that family, confiscated all the property of the family, and concluded that he was killed by bandits.
Some people were talking behind their backs. A Feng Shui master looked at the Feng Shui of that family and said that the family had received undeserved windfalls and enjoyed undeserved blessings, so it was accepted by heaven.
When Cheng Siqing's friend heard this, he was heartbroken. Others didn't know it, but he knew in his heart that their wealth was indeed an unexpected windfall.
It is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist.
Even though an ant is still living an ignoble existence, no one would think that they have a long life, let alone rich people like Cheng Siqing.
It is definitely right to be cautious. Cheng Siqing's friends believed Mr. Feng Shui's words and happened to come on the day of Cheng Siqing's sixty-eighth birthday, first to report the funeral and second to discuss countermeasures.
If what the fortune teller said is true, they might be the next to die tragically.
Cheng Siqing thought his friend was here to celebrate his birthday.
After receiving the invitation, I was very happy to personally greet him at the gate. Because they were busy with business, they had not seen each other for nearly twenty years.
My friend was a little stunned when he saw Cheng Siqing and didn't dare to say anything for a while.
After not seeing each other for more than 20 years, Cheng Siqing's friend has turned into an old man with wrinkles on his face and gray hair, but Cheng Siqing still looks the same as he remembered him from 20 years ago, and he looks like he is only in his thirties.
After being stunned for a long time, the friend hesitated and asked Cheng Siqing: "Are you Siqing's younger son or Siqing?"
Cheng Siqing smiled slightly and said: "Brother, you came all the way to congratulate me on my birthday. Of course Brother Yu came to pick you up in person."
"You, you are not old?" my friend asked in surprise.
"Maybe it's because life is better now, so I age slower!" Cheng Siqing replied with a smile, and led his friend directly into the house.
Cheng Siqing's wife also ate the amethyst flower petals brought back by Cheng Siqing, and her appearance also did not age like Cheng Siqing's.
His friend was even more surprised, and was already sure that Cheng Siqing was hiding something from him.
Cheng Siqing invited his friend to sit at the table, but his friend said that he had important matters to discuss with Cheng Siqing and wanted to talk to Cheng Siqing alone.
After thinking about it, Cheng Siqing also felt that he and his wife had never aged well, so he decided to tell his friend about the petals of the amethyst flower.
Cheng Siqing led his friend into the study alone.
"Is there something you've been hiding from me all these years?" As soon as he entered the study, his friend asked Cheng Siqing.
Cheng Siqing told the secret of the amethyst flower petals, but still didn't talk about the "Art of Immortality".
"Is that all? Do you really have nothing to hide from me anymore?" The friend asked Cheng Siqing again.
Cheng Siqing was stunned and asked his friend why he suddenly asked this.
"I don't think the wealth in that cave can be touched. We may have gotten into trouble!" The friend then said.
"Why did you say that?" Cheng Siqing asked his friend.
The friend then told Cheng Siqing about the death of another friend and the fortune teller's words.
After finishing speaking, the friend added: "I think what the fortune teller said was not false. Before I came to you, I spent some money to find a fortune teller, and the fortune teller told me the truth."
"What's the real situation?" Cheng Siqing asked curiously.
"The family's servants and servants were all killed by the head of the family, and anyone who was related to him by blood all committed suicide by stabbing themselves in the stomach with a knife.
Not only that, the author discovered that the internal organs of those who committed suicide had long been rotten, and their bodies were covered with body spots. Judging from the degree of decay, they should have been dead for at least a month," said the friend.
"Ah?!" Cheng Siqing couldn't help but exclaimed, "Why is this happening?"
"The man told me that their family had already turned into zombies before they all died."
The friend nodded: "This incident is indeed bizarre and strange. Because of this, the government was worried that the people would be frightened, so they announced this incident as a bandit entering the house.
I also knew that the money in his family was not lost, and I heard what the fortune teller said, so I became alert!"
"Apart from the fact that the petals of the amethyst flower can keep the appearance unchanged, I do have something else to hide from you!" After hearing this, Cheng Siqing hesitated and decided to tell the story about the "Art of Immortality".
"But in the book I hid from you, it doesn't seem to mention that everyone in the family will die!" Cheng Siqing said.
"Book? What book?" asked my friend.
"It was a very sinister book. I was afraid that you would use the methods in it to harm people's lives, so I didn't take it out."
Cheng Siqing said, "Other than me, not even my wife knows about that book. Follow me into the secret room and I will show it to you!"
"Okay!" My friend immediately nodded in agreement.
Cheng Siqing pulled a huge decorative vase in the corner of the study room, and a mechanical sound came from behind the bookshelf. The bookshelf slowly slid open, revealing a door to a secret room.
"The book is inside, let's go in and talk!" Cheng Siqing said, leading his friend into the secret room.
The secret room contains various treasures that Cheng Siqing has collected over the years. The walls are covered with luminous pearls he brought back from the cave, illuminating a room with no light coming in as if it were under the sun.
Cheng Siqing took out the book "The Art of Immortality" from a secret compartment and handed it to his friend's hand.
My friend stared at the three big characters on the cover for a long time, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Maybe if we use the spells recorded in it, we can live forever!" a friend said to Cheng Siqing.
"You should read the contents first. Although immortality is tempting, I think the things recorded in it are not to be tried. They are too sinister. Moreover, it does not mention that the wealth cannot be touched." Cheng Siqing said.
The friend looked at Cheng Siqing in confusion, and impatiently opened the book that Cheng Siqing had hidden for decades.
The further he looked back, the tighter his frown became.
At the end, the friend put down the book, looked at Cheng Siqing with some disappointment and said: "Not to mention whether the method in it is sinister or sinister, just by becoming an intersex person, I don't want to live forever. I have so much money, if I can't
If you’re a man, what’s the point of living forever?”
Cheng Siqing smiled and said nothing.
He knew his friend well. After he got rich, he would take a concubine into his house almost every two years. He was almost seventy years old, and the youngest concubine in his family was only eighteen years old.
"There is indeed nothing recorded here about those things that cannot be touched." Cheng Siqing's friend took the book "The Art of Immortality" in his hand and turned it over.
"Brother Siqing, look, why is there nothing on the last page?" The friend took the book in his hand and read it for a while, then suddenly asked Cheng Siqing. This chapter has been completed!