Yun Qishen

Chapter 2247 Changing lives
Duan Xiwu carried a ten-year-old child into the house. The child looked fierce and looked more like a ferocious evil ghost than a human. This was Wang Xidong, another lucky doll that had been hidden by the wealthy Wang.

"Why are you arresting me! Let me go!" His voice was not like that of a child, but rather rough and hoarse as if there was sand in his throat.

"This is another Fuwa." Duan Xiwu clapped his hands and looked at Mo Langqin and Wang Zhibin in the room with contempt.

"Wang Zhibin, you have to think carefully. You can only change your life once. It will be impossible for you to change your fate again in the future."

Wang Zhibin clenched his fists. He had made up his mind. "I know. I won't regret making this decision. He was just an ordinary child. I suffered because of the Wang family. Please help me."

"Who are you guys? Did you guys set the fire in my house? Answer me!"

Wang Xidong struggled. Although his appearance and voice were not like those of a normal child, his mental and physical condition were no different from that of Wang Fangruan, a ten-year-old child.

Duan Xi used useless magic to wrap up Wang Xidong and the unconscious Wang Fangruan. He raised his finger and the life-changing magic circle took effect.

"what!!!"

"Uh-"

Wang Xidong and Wang Fangruan screamed together.

"Young Master!"

Wang Zhibin wanted to get close to Wang Fangruan but was separated by magic power and could not get close at all.

"Extracting fate is like peeling off skin and digging out bones. The tug between the soul and the body will make people extremely painful." Duan Xiwu explained, "But as long as the extraction is fast enough, it can reduce their pain by half."

Mo Langqin was guarding Yan Cang, who was also unconscious, and watching Duan Xiwu perform the life-changing spell intently.

He was puzzled. What kind of Taoist could have such powerful magic power? Practicing for a hundred years? No! Even if he practiced for five hundred years, he couldn't reach such a powerful state. Could it be that this Taoist lived for a thousand years?
"You're watching me cast the spell with such curiosity. Do you want to go in and try your luck?" Duan Xiwu couldn't help but tease Mo Langqin as he was so focused.

Mo Langqin shook his head seriously, "No need."

"Wang Zhibin, come and stand in the magic circle." After Duan Xiwu extracted all the fates of the Fuwa twins, he called Wang Zhibin to come into the magic circle.

But the result was unexpected. Yan Cang, who was in a coma, suddenly left the bed and rushed towards the center of the magic circle. She was stripped of her fate by the magic circle before Wang Zhibin, and her body quickly began to absorb the fate of the Fuwa twins.

Duan Xiwu noticed something strange, but it disappeared so quickly that he was unable to capture it any further.

Mo Langqin originally wanted to use his ghost power to pull Yan Cang out of the magic circle, but Duan Xiwu pressed down his arm that was about to cast a spell.

"It's too late now. I'll save her life. Even if you pull her out, it won't work."

"Can't I change it again?"

"She is a child, she can't bear it."

Mo Langqin gritted his teeth. He even regretted bringing Yan Cang here. He should have sent Yan Cang back to her own home first.

"What has been controlling Yan Cang since then? You know, right?" Mo Langqin raised his head and looked at Duan Xiwu and questioned.

Duan Xiwu didn't know what the abnormality that controlled Yan Cang was, but his intuition told him that it was not something he should care about now, "This is something that cannot be disclosed."

"..." Mo Langqin pursed her lips and stopped asking questions.

Duan Xiwu let go of Mo Langqin's hand and said, "You and this child are destined to be entangled in fate. Her fate has been exchanged for Wang Fangruan, and Fuwa's fate has also been exchanged for her. You can only accept it and take her back to the Mo family to deal with it."

Hearing this, Mo Langqin's heart was empty. He now had complicated feelings for Yan Cang. He had only known Yan Cang for less than two days, but he was actually afraid. He was afraid that the Mo family would refine Yan Cang, just like his mother did. "How could this happen..." Wang Zhibin knelt on the ground and cried in despair. He had originally wanted to exchange his life for atonement, but now he didn't even have the chance to atone for his sins, and he even implicated another child.

"Sometimes people can't choose their own destiny, but this destiny may choose a person. Wang Zhibin, you are destined to leave with me." Duan Xiwu seemed to have anticipated what Wang Zhibin's destiny would bring him. He pulled Wang Zhibin up from the ground and patted his shoulder. "As for the opportunity to atone for your sins, there will be one in the future."

The life-changing magic circle dissipated, and Wang Xidong's body also turned into dust and dissipated.

As Mo Langqin helped Yan Cang up, he frowned as he watched the dust dissipate. Seeing that he didn't understand, Duan Xiwu gave him an explanation.

"A body without life, and a body created by magic, cannot exist in the world. The Wang family no longer exists. Wang Fangruan has Yan Cang's fate and has now become a child of the Yan family.

This is the rule of the world: any unreasonableness will be quickly rationalized once it arises.

We will meet again if we are lucky, Mo Langqin."

After saying that, Duan Xiwu took Wang Zhibin and Wang Fangruan out of the house.

As soon as they left the house, a masked businessman appeared and followed them, "Huh? Why did you suddenly call me by my name?"

"Let's go!" Duan Xiwu responded impatiently.

"I just got here!" The masked businessman kept chattering, "Wait a minute, the Taoist priest told you not to talk too much. Although I don't understand what he means, I think it's better for you to keep quiet. Did you listen to what I said?"

"Didn't you ask me to stop talking?"

"Oh! Wait! This makes me look really stupid, what happened along the way? What are you guys hiding from me?"

Their voices gradually faded away, and Mo Langqin lowered his head and looked at Yan Cang in his arms with a messy mind.

"I still have a dispute with her..."

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"you're awake?"

Mo Langqin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Yan Cang open his eyes. He quickly brought over a bowl of thick black paste, sat down beside the couch and helped Yan Cang up.

"Where am I?" Yan Cang looked around in confusion. There was nothing in this room except the bed.

"Mo family." Mo Langqin replied while stirring the thick black paste in the bowl.

"Mo family? Where is that? Grandma is still... Grandma..."

Yan Cang suddenly felt a severe headache, she hugged her head and curled up. The sound of porcelain spoons and bowls colliding echoed in the room.

"Your fate has been replaced, and your memory may be a bit confused now." Mo Langqin scooped a spoonful of black paste and handed it to Yan Cang's mouth, "You will feel better if you eat this."

"I don't want to eat these things." Yan Cang wanted to vomit when he saw those black and sticky things, let alone eat them.

"Be obedient Yan Cang, otherwise your head will hurt even more later."

"Well……"

Yan Cang suppressed her nausea and swallowed the spoonful of thick paste that Mo Langqin handed to her. The thick paste seemed to have life and went straight into her throat, almost choking her.