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Chapter 1037 The road ahead is long, I don't know where to go

Three days later, Lingnan.

Xiang Que stood in the square in front of the train station with his stubble in his arms. A few days later, Xiang Que became more haggard, unkempt and ragged, looking a bit like a poor man who came to Lingnan from the ravine to seek a living.

Xiang Que was not only physically tired from the torment, but the most important thing was his mental tiredness.

In the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and in the Miao Village in southern Guizhou, he went to Zhongjing's Mansion to seek medical advice but could not solve the problem. The Miao Village told him that the child was not poisoned by poison. So far, Xiang Que's heart had plummeted. What would be the next step?

Xiang Que felt melancholy as to where to go.

I came to Lingnan because I wanted to use the strong connections of the Wang Dynasty Tian family to find out if there was a better way.

Xiang Que plans to search all his connections, even if he is looking for a needle in a haystack, he has to find the possibility. Lingnan is his third stop.

After waiting in the square in front of the station for more than twenty minutes, a car slowly drove up beside him. Fatty Wang, whom he hadn't seen for several months, jumped out of the car. Xiang Que squatted next to him, holding a hand in Wang Xuanzhen's hand.

Holding the phone, I looked around for him.

"Here, stop looking for it," Xiangque said in a hoarse voice.

"Uh-huh." Wang Xuanzhen's eyes drifted to Xiang Que, and his crotch tightened immediately. He held it in for a long time before saying: "Oh, let me go, brother Que... what will the ruthless years leave on your face?"

How come I didn’t recognize you after all the vicissitudes of life?”

Xiang Que's hair is as messy as a chicken coop. His originally energetic crew cut has grown longer. His uneven bangs block his eyes. His clothes are covered with dirt and scratches. His skin is chapped and his face is sallow.

Squatting on the ground with the child in his arms, Wang Xuanzhen wanted to throw a few dollars at his feet when he saw this kind of behavior just now.

The wrinkles on Xiang Que's face now are comparable to those of a Shar Pei dog.

In the car, Wang Xuanzhen kept looking at Xiang Que and Wanwan in his arms speechlessly, feeling like he had no words to say.

Opening the car window, Xiang Que reached out to ask Wang Xuanzhen for a cigarette, and smoked silently. The smoke drifted out of the window with the wind, and Xiang Que's eyes kept falling on the pedestrians and vehicles outside the car.

Before Xiang Que came to Lingnan, he only said that he was coming, and did not tell Fatty Wang why he came. Wang Xuanzhen was a little confused after seeing Xiang Que's condition and the child.

After a long time, Wang Xuanzhen seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. He pointed at the child and asked, "What's going on? Sister Fei'er called Queen Chen a few days ago... This is definitely not hers."

"mine"

"ah?"

There is nothing to hide about the relationship between Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen, and the matter between Su Ho and him is no secret to Wang Xuanzhen. His sharp eyes have long seen that there is a problem between the two of them, so Xiang Que tells the cause and effect of the matter calmly.

Got him.

After a long time, Wang Xuanzhen said with great emotion: "You really can't describe the rhythm of life in words. It's so amazing... Just do it once and you'll win the prize. It's better than precision-guided weapons."

Accurate, the Americans should really invite you over and let you share your experience of hitting the target with one shot."

Xiang Que sighed sadly, rubbed his tired face and said, "Don't say anything else, they are all tears."

"It's too late to regret it. You have to hold on even if the guy you dated has tears in his eyes."

Xiang Que said: "My tears are not because of this, but because the child's problems make me scratch my head and hurt. Her life cannot be ruined like this."

"We are all Chinese people. I will definitely help you if I can. The old man is not here, but the uncle is at home. Let's ask him about it. Maybe we can find out something." Wang Xuanzhen patted his plump chest in shock and said: "

To be honest, your character just now scared you fat man to death."

Xiang Que's state really frightened Fatty Wang. They had known each other for more than a year and a lot of things had happened to Xiang Que. But every time Xiang Que was in bad shape, his fighting spirit was still there. This time

Xiang Que was decadent and exhausted. He felt like an eggplant after being beaten by frost, wilted.

People are not afraid of getting into trouble. If there is a pit that you can't walk through, then crawl through it. If you can't climb through it, you have to find a way to be dragged out. But at this time, Xiang Que seemed to be in a pit and couldn't get out.

No one can understand his difficulties, and no one can get to the depths of Xiang Que's heart. Su Ho's death is a mountain that weighs heavily on Xiang Que's heart. Wanwan's problem is like a knife stuck in the mountain.

, it hurts, he can't save Su Ho's death, but if he can't save it after all, there will be a wall in Xiang Que's heart that cannot be pushed down, and he will be stuck here, unable to get out.

More than half an hour later, we arrived at the Wang Family Courtyard.

Wang Xuanzhen knew that Xiang Que was too anxious and had no time to be polite to him, so he called Wang Zhongguo over.

Xiang Que, a little numb, explained the cause and effect of the matter again.

Wang Zhongguo said: "The Wang family is a Feng Shui family..."

Xiang Queqiang smiled and said: "Uncle, I understand. I'm just here to ask you to give me some advice. You must have traveled more roads than me, and you've seen more markets than me. I'm young, and I've only been out of the business for just over a year.

, my vision is limited, so I just want you to give me an idea and give me some guidance. After you point out a way for me, I will go on my own. I would like to thank you."

Wang Zhongguo waved his hand and said: "Needless to say, you are a junior and I have nothing to do with you. You said before that the person you visited Zhongjing's residence also went to Miao Village, but in the end these two aspects

There’s no way to solve it?”

"Well, there is nothing we can do."

"I have never seen a child in such a condition," Wang Zhongguo said with a frown.

Xiang Que nodded without surprise.

Wang Zhongguo added: "But there is a similar situation that I heard about more than ten years ago."

"Huh?" Xiang Que was startled and asked hurriedly: "What do you mean?"

Wang Zhongguo pondered his thoughts, recalled, and said: "In the late 1990s, the Wang family once did a Feng Shui bureau for a businessman in Guangxi to arrange the Feng Shui for his family's mansion. The Feng Shui bureau was very good at that time.

Successful, but never thought of it

For about half a month, people in this businessman's house began to have blisters one after another. The blisters spread all over the body and pus was oozing out of the blisters. They could not be touched. The pain was unbearable when anyone touched them. In addition, wild ghosts came to the house at night.

·······”

Xiang Que thought for a moment and said, "It is indeed a bit similar."

Wang Zhongguo continued: "Later, when the family found the Wang family, we thought there was an error in the Feng Shui bureau, so we sent someone over to take a look and found that there was no problem with the Feng Shui. When the Wang family went there, they happened to meet the merchant's family.

Only with a letter did I know why there were problems in their family.”

"What do you mean?" Xiang Que asked with a little more energy.

"It turns out that this family offended a sect that is good at curses, and the whole family was cursed..."

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