Wu Yahuan did not notice this and continued, "If the second brother makes a mistake and says that he is transferring the shares to you, the result will be unimaginable."
"I understand. Director Wu suspects that I am playing tricks to defraud the group's shares, and will never allow me to gain a foothold in Jingyang." Ding Fan said with a cold tone, turned around and went back to his room.
Eh?
Wu Yahuan smiled and waved, but found that Ding Fan didn't even look back. He was stunned for a moment and became a little panicked. He regretted that he should not have said this, and hurriedly got up and chased in.
"Xiaofan, are you angry?"
"Should I be happy?" Ding Fan asked, "The money I make now is all with my own hands, and I have never really made anyone suffer."
"I'm sorry, Xiaofan! This happened suddenly, my head was like paste, and I couldn't speak without thinking."
"Sister Huan, let me tell you the truth. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have meddle in the Wu family's business. Master has taught me that a gentleman loves money and gets it in the right way." Ding Fan said seriously.
Wu Yahuan bit her lip tightly, suddenly stepped forward and hugged Ding Fan tightly, leaned her head in his arms, and murmured, "Xiaofan, I can understand your feelings, but things within the family are too important."
It’s complicated. This time I own the shares. Except for my second brother, the other brothers and sisters are also dissatisfied. Due to family ties, I didn’t say anything! On the surface, I am the daughter of the Wu family, but I have never been anyone’s only one.
No one did anything for me."
"It's not my fault, I shouldn't lose my temper. Anyway, I sincerely congratulate Sister Huan!" Ding Fan gently patted Wu Yahuan on the back, pushed her away, and slowly entered the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Wu Yahuan was leaning against the bedside, smoking several cigarettes. The smoke filled the room like a fairyland, and Ding Fan had to open the window.
"Sister Huan, why don't you go to bed? I remember you said you wanted to change your sleeping habits." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Can't sleep! I'll change it tomorrow!"
"Don't worry, everything is business as usual! By the way, today the rich family hired a group of family bodyguards from out of town to beat people on the road. As a result, Cai Cai, Lan Shan and Chi Li beat them to their knees. The leading man pulled back his posture and thought
He wanted to fight to the death with me, and his posture frightened everyone. But before he could take action, he turned around and ran away, faster than a rabbit. Haha!"
Ding Fan couldn't help but laugh when he told the interesting things about today. Wu Yahuan's smile was very forced, and he stretched out his hand. Ding Fan came over and held it gently, and sat on the bedside.
"Xiaofan, I don't know what to say. Thank you very much. I hope time can change everything so that we can all realize the beauty in our hearts." Wu Yahuan said quietly.
"Haha, what Sister Huan said is very poetic! Anyway, you have a lot of time to work hard, so don't feel pressured, and I shouldn't be angry," Ding Fan said.
"Well! It's rare for you to be so generous."
"One more thing, if my second brother has this determination, I firmly believe that he will achieve extraordinary achievements in practice. In fact, the only important thing in life is life and death. The rest cannot be brought or taken away," Ding Fan said.
"I understand, go to bed early!"
Wu Yahuan then let go of his hand, slowly stood up and left, returning to his room. He lay on the bed alone, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Ding Fan refined a Qi-Building Pill, applied some Qiming Ointment, and then released Leng Ling'er again.
The work of raising spirit ghosts must continue. Only when Leng Ling'er becomes stronger can she become Ding Fan's most effective helper.
Another drop of blood was offered, and Leng Ling'er happily accepted it and asked with a smile: "Why didn't that stupid mortal woman come?"
"She is resting in the room opposite!" Ding Fan emphasized, "She is not ordinary, she is super rich."
"Money is nothing. It can't buy cultivation, let alone life and death. Back then, if I wanted to accumulate wealth, I could easily buy a city." Leng Ling'er dismissed this.
Ding Fan believes that, with Leng Ling'er's beauty and cultivation, as long as the wind is released, those who take the initiative to give money will probably travel ten miles away and treat her as a real fairy.
Not to mention the bravery that a good girl once had, Leng Ling'er today is just a spirit body condensed with Yin Qi. She is so destitute that she has to rely on little people like Ding Fan for support.
"Linger, let me show you something." Ding Fan waved.
Leng Ling'er immediately floated over and saw Ding Fan pull up the photo of the eight-legged incense burner from his mobile phone.
It’s not easy to be a ghost. Even as a spirit ghost, it’s hard to see the pixels on a mobile phone clearly. Ding Fan zoomed in and out many times before Leng Ling’er realized what it was. She couldn’t help but said: “This incense burner has a very strange shape. Show me this.”
What to do?"
"There are no incense burners with eight legs, but there is one thing with this shape." Ding Fan reminded.
"Is it a high-level alchemy furnace?" Leng Ling'er asked in surprise.
"Yes, there is a layer of fake iron foam on the outside, but the real treasure is on the inside." Ding Fan said proudly.
"High-end alchemy furnaces are rare, so hurry up and get them!" Leng Ling'er became anxious and said, "I remember a lot of secret recipes for refining elixirs!"
"Oh, it's not that easy. I treat it like a treasure. Besides, the owner is my good sister's father." Ding Fan said.
"Whoever he is, don't forget, you are a monk, don't always follow the rules of the mortal world." Leng Ling'er encouraged.
"In this mortal world, of course you have to follow the rules." Ding Fan disagreed, and said with a bad smile: "Ling'er, I think you can steal it."
"Isn't it the same?"
"Of course it's different. It won't hurt your feelings if you steal it away." Ding Fan said.
"Oh, if I can, of course I will get it right away! However, I can't steal anything now, unless it is a third-level spirit ghost." Leng Ling'er sighed, hoping to get such a thing very much, but unfortunately he was powerless.
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"Ling'er, tell me, what are the levels of spirit ghosts?"
Ding Fan didn't do much research on this, he just knew some of the uses of spirit ghosts. Moreover, the knowledge of ghost cultivation has always been hidden, and there are no books to refer to.
"I have read books about this before, but I don't know much about it. Spirit ghosts are roughly divided into six levels. Once they exceed the sixth level, they can no longer be regarded as ghosts. The Yin Qi has been completely suppressed, and their appearance is no different from that of a living person. It can be
Cultivation to become a ghost fairy."
Leng Ling'er began to explain in detail that the first-level spirit ghost, transformed into a phantom, could invade mortals, devour ghosts, and absorb the true energy and blood of monks, which is what she looks like now.
The Meier I met before is a second-level spirit ghost. The spirit body is materialized and stronger. In addition to possessing all the skills of the first level, it can also directly affect a person's spiritual consciousness and turn people into madmen and fools. It is very scary.
.In addition, the second-level ghost ghosts move faster and their ability to devour ghosts is also more powerful.
The third-level spirit ghost has further become more substantial and has the function of carrying things, that is, stealing things, and has entered the stage of real practicality.
In addition, third-level spirit ghosts can move hundreds of miles in an instant. Unless a magic circle is set up to trap them in advance, they will never be eliminated, and they can only watch and sigh.
Once you have cultivated a fourth-level spirit ghost, you can invade people's dreams and easily kill people in their dreams. These house-keeping talismans, such as those created by Ding Fan, are simply unstoppable. Just spit out Yin Qi and the talismans will become ineffective.
At this stage, you can speak people's words and have direct conversations.
Level 5 spirit ghosts can use spells to create terrifying illusions that only golden elixir monks can match. If ordinary monks encounter them, they can only seek blessings.
It is almost impossible to see level six spirit ghosts, because they are all practicing hard, striving to break away from the Yin Qi condensed body as soon as possible and become special human beings again.