I'm not really cultivating

When Song Anzhen returned to the Song family, he invited Su Yun along the way. "Master, if you don't mind, you can stay with me at Song's house. I'm short of a helper."

"I'm just a fortune teller, I'm afraid I can't help you." Su Yun said with a faint smile.

Song Anzhen thought for a while and then said: "No, if it wasn't for you just now, I would definitely lose. Although I won't die, but if I lose this time, I will not be reconciled. I know you are a capable person, so if you don't like being Bound, anyway, you have no place to stay when you go to Shangcheng, I still have a few houses in Shangcheng, you can choose one to live in, I will not tell you what to do, this is yours."

After speaking, Song Anzhen took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to Su Yun: "I know that an expert like you doesn't like these vulgar things, but I think you can live more comfortably here, after all, I invited the master to come here. "

It has to be said that Song Anzhen really has the means to speak, and he took the gift of Su Yun's silver ticket as a matter of course in a few words.

Su Yun finally nodded in agreement.

"In the future, if you have anything to do, you can come to me, and I can do trigrams for people a day." Su Yun also expressed his request.

Hearing what Su Yun said, Song An was really happy.

She nodded quickly.

Then let Mr. Jiang bring the map of Shangcheng, and explain to Su Yun the locations outside the several real estates he is in, for Su Yun to choose.

Su Yun was also not polite, and ordered a house with excellent Fengshui near the city gate.

The house is small in size, but fortunately it has a back garden with an excellent view.

"I like to be quiet, and I don't need anyone to wait on me. I usually don't need anyone else except a porter to watch the door."

"It's better to have a woman who cooks, otherwise it will be inconvenient for you to eat, and you need someone to help you clean the house." Song Anzhen said with a smile.

"That's okay, you still have to be thoughtful." Su Yun didn't insist anymore.

It is true that she has forgotten that she is now playing the role of an ordinary person, eating is a must, and cleaning the house cannot use the dust-removing talisman, otherwise people will look wrong at her.

After entering the city, Song Anzhen didn't have time to take Su Yun to look at the house, so he asked Mr. Jiang to take Su Yun there.

Fortunately, Mr. Jiang didn't dare to show any disrespect to Su Yun now. After all, what Su Yun predicted before was accurate.

After bringing Su Yun to the house, he called all the servants in the house over and asked Su Yun to choose a few to keep.

After Su Yun selected three, Mr. Jiang arranged for the rest to go to other courtyards.

It was only now that Su Yun knew that these were the dowry of Song Anzhen's mother. After Song Anzhen's mother passed away, they distributed these properties to their brothers and sisters.

Seeing that Mr. Jiang was hesitating to speak before leaving, Su Yun asked, "Do you have anything else to say? Just say it if you have anything to say!"

Seeing that Su Yun took the initiative to ask, Mr. Jiang was very happy, and he returned to Su Yun: "Master, I want you to do the fortune telling for me to see my recent fortune." He asked cautiously.

"Your fortune is fine, but your closest relatives will be in some trouble." Su Yun saw that he had some problems with Ming Gongge's virgin child, so he opened his mouth.

"My dearest relative? Master, can you tell me how to resolve it." After asking, he took out a bank note to Su Yun without hesitation.

"This is a little bit of my heart, please accept it, master."

Su Yun didn't even look at the bank note, so he put it in his cuff, then took out a talisman from his cuff and handed it to him: "You give this talisman to your son, at most he will be injured and won't be able to leave the house for a few days , will not cause any trouble."

"Thank you master, thank you master." Mr. Jiang left happily holding the talisman paper.

After he left the house, his face had already darkened. What kind of trouble would his son cause?
Song Anzhen came home with the goods, and Song Guanfeng was very happy, especially after he saw the goods brought by his daughter, he arranged a grand dinner for his daughter.

But after hearing what happened on Song Anzhen Road, Song Guanfeng also comforted his daughter.

Song Anzhen just picked some good things to say, including the betrayal of the housekeeper, she concealed it, and only said that Qiao Xin died at the hands of Xiao Yang, and Xiao Yang died at the hands of Qu Gang, who divided the spoils.

The only one who can contradict Song Anzhen is Xiaoxiang Song Anzhen Jia Wu. When the incident happened, he was tied to the carriage to cover his ears and eyes, and his mouth was also gagged. Naturally, he didn't know the truth.

"Father, Jia Wu said he wanted to marry me, so you have already reached an agreement with the Xinfeng Escort?" Song Anzhen asked straightforwardly.

"How can this happen? You are the golden bump of our Song family. Unless you want to marry Jia Wu yourself, I will not marry off my precious daughter. Then what is Jia Wu, you dare to miss my daughter, don't worry, I will tell Lao Jia, if his son still behaves like this in the future, it’s a big deal that we will cooperate with another bodyguard company in the future, and his Xinfeng bodyguard agency is not the only one in Shang City.” Song Guanfeng said with his eyes wandering.

In fact, it was he who was so confused by old man Jia that day, and then he forgot what he said.

"Well, I knew that Dad would not sell me casually. This Jia Wu is really hateful. Don't worry, Dad. I will definitely help you out of this bad breath. This Xinfeng Escort actually dares to slander you. Pay the price." Song Anzhen said indignantly.

"Daughter, what are you going to do? Can you tell Dad first?"

Song Guanfeng was really a little guilty at this time, and he himself forgot if he said that he didn't say those words that day.

"Father, you don't need to ask, you have to trust your daughter. By the way, I didn't say hello to my little mother when I came here. I'll go there now."

Song Anzhen said with a smile.

As soon as Song Anzhen left, Song Guanfeng quickly found his undercover agent who was lurking in Song Anzhen's team.Want to know the specific ins and outs.

Of course that person wanted to tell his boss the ins and outs of the journey, but the matter was too important.

If he said it and the boss didn't believe it, he would be silenced.

For the sake of his own life, he didn't say anything, just followed Song Anzhen's previous instructions.

Song Anzhen really greeted this little girl when he came to see her this time, he didn't even say a single extra word except please, and finally left with the pose of a winner.

On the surface, Yan Caifang's face turned pale from anger, but when Song Anzhen left, she immediately regained her composure.

The only one who smashed things angrily was the butler, who killed his son.

He also didn't believe Song Anzhen's words, his son would never conflict with Xiao Yang.He had told his son before that once the two sides fought, let him find a place to hide and not be brave.

So his son must have had another cause of death.

It's just that he immediately called an experienced Wu to conduct an autopsy, and found nothing wrong at all. His son died from being pierced through the heart by an arrow.

According to the on-site survey, it is true that there are many bows and arrows left at the scene, and there are shooting on both sides.

Although the traces on the scene are messy, they can still be seen.