The Queen of Swordsman through the Past and Today

Chapter 146

The Ji family made a fortune in red wine at the beginning of the last century. During the later war period, the father of Ji’s father also provided funds. After the founding of New China, it got the support of the government, so it developed extremely rapidly.

When Mr. Ji was in his hands, he directly developed to the world, and even developed Ji's into a world-renowned wine group in one fell swoop, with wineries in France, Russia and other countries.

This is information that most people know.

When Xin Qing came to Ji's old house for the first time, she checked the relevant matters on the Internet, so as not to ask questions when she got it, who knew that she really ran into Mr. Ji tonight.

"God will give you something to eat." She said vaguely.

In fact, she was telling the truth. As a divine beast born in response to the heaven and earth, she was taken to the sky not long after she was born, thus possessing a godhead, able to protect the people of China, and absorb the incense of their faith.

But Mr. Ji obviously didn't know what was going on inside. He knew that the other party didn't want to discuss this topic when he heard her words, "I don't know when Aze will recover? If Miss Xin needs anything, you can say it as much as you want."

Xin Qing shook her head.

For her, all of these are actually things outside of her body. If she can cultivate the evil spirit this time, then her cultivation base will definitely rise to a higher level. Even if she can't recover her beast body, it will not be far away.

Steward Ji stood there with his eyes down listening to the conversation between the two, and his impression of Xin Qing increased again.

In fact, in their hearts, the identity of a celebrity is still a bit out of reach, let alone Mr. Ji, who has a little conservative concept. No matter what, San Shao can't let him marry a female star. If he is an artist, it can barely be justified.

When Third Young Master wanted to call Xin Qing before, he thought it was his love interest, but now he is relieved.

Although Miss Xin is a good person, but her background is not stable, it is better to be friends.

What Elder Ji wanted to say, Steward Ji quietly stepped forward and whispered something in his ear, and then said to Xin Qing: "Miss Xin, Young Master Wen is already on his way, and will arrive in about 10 minutes."

Xin Qing nodded: "Take me to see ghost ginseng."

Ghost ginseng?

The two old men were a little stunned when they heard the name, and Steward Ji was the first to react: "The ginseng that oozes blood is called ghost ginseng?"

"Ah."

Mr. Ji frowned. The name "Ghost Ginseng" is an evil thing. No wonder Aze's body is getting weaker and weaker, and now he is still sleeping all day long. It seems that this ghost thing did it.

"Take Miss Xin." He said in a deep voice.

Steward Ji nodded, and immediately led the way, and finally arrived at an empty room with only one table, and the glass bottle was placed on it, the bottle was already scarlet at the moment, the ginseng soaked in it was faintly visible, and a few whiskers touch the bottle.

Ordinary people may not be able to bear it when they see it.

Even Steward Ji was a little dazed. He was still pale red when he looked at it in the morning, but it turned into such a deep scarlet in just one afternoon. In the hospital.

"Miss Xin, the color wasn't so dark when I called you this morning."

Listening to what he said, Xin Qing took a step forward and unscrewed the bottle cap. Immediately, the strong smell of blood rushed to her cheeks and gradually dissipated in the room.

"Go get the lighter." Xin Qing said without turning her head.

Steward Ji hurried out, still wondering what to do with the lighter. Could it be that the ginseng was going to be burned, but the ginseng was soaked in water so wet, could it be burned?
Thinking so, he quickly found a lighter, and then stepped aside to watch Xin Qing's movements quietly.

Xin Qing reached out and took the ghost ginseng out of the water. When it came into contact with the air, the ghost ginseng shrank immediately, and its originally stretched body shrank to the size of a palm. It was wrinkled and dripping with blood.

Seeing such a dirty thing, Xin Qing frowned slightly, and used her cultivation to deprive it of all vitality, then picked up a ginseng whisker, and directly lit the lighter.

Steward Ji stared at this scene without blinking, watching in disbelief that the wet ghost ginseng caught fire before it touched the flames.

In less than a minute, the palm-sized ghost ginseng had turned into black ashes. Xin Qing rubbed her head. The ear-piercing sound just now was really unpleasant. In a hurry.

Xin Qing was relieved, she absorbed a lot of incense before coming here, just to cope with tonight's affairs, and hoped it would not exceed her budget.

"Miss Xin, is this evil...except?" Steward Ji couldn't hide his excitement.

Xin Qing took a deep breath, turned her head and said calmly, "Not yet, I have to wait for the master to come."

This master is self-evident, naturally it is Wen Shao.

downstairs.

Mr. Ji sat there sipping tea without saying a word, while Wen Ming, who had just arrived at Ji's house, sat opposite him with a cup of tea in front of him.

Steward Ji then appeared behind Mr. Ji, described the situation to him in a subtle way, and then glanced at Wen Ming secretly.

Elder Ji looked at Wen Ming calmly and quietly.

The Wen family and the Ji family can actually be regarded as relatives-in-law. When Wen Ming was born, Mr. Ji was invited by Mr. Wen to visit him, but Mr. Wen left a few years ago. Wen Ming's father It didn't work, and Wen's family fell into Wen Ming's hands.

Wen Ming is also a smart person. Not only did he not lose the Wen family, but he is even better than before. In the hearts of the older generation, Wen Ming's ability can be said to be quite high, he can be regarded as an elite. Be gentle and polite.

If Xin Qing didn't find out this time, I'm afraid Mr. Ji wouldn't know that he was mistaken.

He has seen people for most of his life, and this is the first time he has lost his eyes so seriously. Not only is Wen Ming not gentle, but he is also vicious, and even the Ji family has to deal with it.

Wen's and Ji's markets are different, and they have always treated each other with respect. Wenming does this, and I don't know what benefits it has. Could it be that he wants to dabble in the wine market?

In the past few tens of seconds, Mr. Ji's heart has turned in a clear circle.

"I heard that you, Wen Ming, started offering incense recently?" Mr. Ji said cheerfully, "I didn't expect that the younger generation would still have such thoughts. My family Aze didn't have such thoughts. No wonder I didn't shine without you."

Wen Ming paused while drinking tea, and then immediately put on a gentle smile, "Grandpa Ji joked, I was also caught by my grandma."

His grandma is a well-known Buddhist believer, and she smells sandalwood all year round.

Mr. Ji didn't take it seriously, "But my old man doesn't smell sandalwood, what kind of incense is it, why don't you introduce it to me?"

Hearing this, Wen Ming also knew something was wrong, but he still forced a smile: "I don't know too well, it was given by the people below."

Steward Ji sighed in his heart, and the old man would still do this in front of him.

"What can my Ji family do to your Wen family?" Mr. Ji put down his teacup and asked in a cold voice.

Wen Ming raised his head, and the eyes of old man Ji on the opposite side were condensed with wisdom. His movements stopped there, and he pretended to be strange and said, "Why did Grandpa Ji say that——"

"I can't afford to say grandpa!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Ji, who waved his hand, "The Ji family doesn't welcome anyone who can take action against my Ji family."

With such straightforward words, Wen Ming's face turned pale, and he barely maintained his expression, but there was a big turmoil in his heart.

How could Mr. Ji know about this?
Does the Ji family know anyone who is an expert?

In an instant, almost all the issues to be considered came to Wenming's mind, and he began to regret coming to Ji's house. He forced a smile: "I can't understand what Grandpa Ji said."

At this moment, Mr. Ji saw another side of Wen Ming.

Wen Ming has always been very calm outside, and it is this calmness that makes them appreciate trust very much. Who knows that this is all pretending, gaining trust and then defeating the other party. He is a little suspicious of how the other youngest son of the Wen family died at that time Yes, it was a natural death, but it feels a little different now.

"I—" Mr. Ji didn't get angry, but as soon as he opened his mouth to say a word, Xin Qing appeared beside the table, staring closely at Wen Ming.

"What is Miss Xin going to do?" Mr. Ji asked with a wrinkled face.

"I need a drop of his blood." Xin Qing said flatly.

Wen Ming frowned, and stood up straight with a pale face, "Grandpa Ji, forgive me for not being with you anymore, I'm leaving, and I'll visit you next time."

Come and want to leave?As soon as Mr. Ji turned his eyes, Butler Ji nodded immediately, and some people immediately appeared in the living room, surrounding the place.

Wen Ming's face became even more ugly, and he knew that the possibility of going out from here was unlikely.

As early as when Xin Qing said she wanted Wen Shao to come, Steward Ji was already making preparations. There was no extra nonsense, and she just knocked him out and put him on the ground, which was not polite at all.

Xin Qing picked up the knife on the table and slid it lightly at his heart, and a bloodstain appeared on Wen Ming's chest. She didn't take blood, but pierced in with her cultivation, and went straight into his heart.

Naturally, he had to use his heart and soul to deal with the little ghosts he fed.

Not long after, a drop of blood slowly dripped on the small porcelain white bowl. Xin Qing breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, "Don't let anyone follow you in." After speaking, she went straight upstairs.

Steward Ji looked at Mr. Ji, who waved his hand, "Throw him out."

Xin Qing sat on the edge of the bed with a bowl in her hand. Ji Lunze was still asleep on the bed, and the little ghost who had lost his medium and could not be enshrined by his master was lying on his shoulder, greedily swallowing his anger, but the effect was very slow.

Sensing the threat, the kid's head was hidden behind Ji Lunze's head, screaming sharply, and still trying to attack Xin Qing with all his strength, but the strength was weakened, not very strong.

When he felt his master's blood, the little ghost became more irritable and stronger.

Xin Qing still had no expression on her face, she held the bowl and fed the drop of heart blood into Ji Lunze's mouth, and even combed him with her cultivation.

Seeing that Ji Lunze had swallowed his heart, the little ghost became manic again, with black energy permeating his whole body, and began to attack Xin Qing regardless.

Now that Xin Qing was confident in dealing with it, she directly covered Ji Lunze's entire body with the divine beast's aura, coupled with Ji Lunze's recovery of vitality, the little ghost couldn't swallow, and suddenly hit the barrier above his head, screaming The sound almost pierced the sky.

Under such a mental attack, Xin Qing's complexion was also a little bad, and occasionally there was that scream reverberating in her head, her subordinates worked even harder, and attached their cultivation base to it, pressing down on the little ghost with all their strength, until the little ghost was overwhelmed It turned into a cloud of black air, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

She touched the cold sweat on her head, stretched out her hand and directly pulled the black air out of Ji Lunze's body, but the roots were still connected to his back, cutting continuously.

Seeing this situation, Xin Qing frowned slightly, imitating how she used her cultivation to wrap up the black air, shrinking in little by little, and would not give up even if it was bounced away.

I don't know how long it took, but there was only a little bit of the black air left, so Xin Qing directly increased the strength, until the black air disappeared in the palm of her hand, and she was completely relieved.

Ji Lunze's face on the bed has slowly returned to rosy, and he should be able to return to his previous state within three days.

Xin Qing let out a breath, and went downstairs with heavy steps. The old man Ji and housekeeper Ji were still waiting there downstairs. Wen Ming hadn't woken up yet, and was lying on the ground with no one to care for him, being watched by a group of people.

"What's the matter?" Steward Ji asked hastily.

"It's been resolved, just wait a few days." Xin Qing replied, "I'm going back."

Steward Ji hurried forward: "This way please."

He didn't dare to underestimate this delicate-looking little girl. As for Wen Shao, just leave it to Ji's family.

After returning home, Xin Qing realized that it was already early in the morning, and she was a little tired. She sat on the bed and absorbed the incense, and her meridians circulated for a long time. It was only when the sky was about to dawn that she returned to her normal state, barely able to cope with things.

In fact, she guessed right before, this brat did increase her cultivation a lot, but there was still a long way to go before she could recover her beast body freely, she sighed silently, not knowing when she would be able to leave here.

The cell phone rang suddenly.

"Hello?" Xin Qing didn't think that Jining would call her in such an early morning.

"Xin Qing, I want to tell you some good news, you will definitely jump for joy!" Jining's voice was very excited.

Xin Qing asked, "What's the matter?"

"Did you know that "Heartbeat" has already been shortlisted for the Sneenner Film Festival, and according to reliable sources, it is likely to be nominated for Best Actress!"

This is an international award, even if it is not as good as the top Castro Award that every person in the entertainment industry in the world wants to get, but if you win this Best Actress Award, you can still be named an international actress.

Although there is still more than a month before May, other movies may pop up, but it is not too dangerous. "Heartbeat" is definitely nominated, and the nomination is not far away. It is impossible to pop up in a month. Movies are good movies, even commercial movies.

Jining hasn't closed his mouth since he just got the news.

He's not a star who hasn't been popular before, but Xin Qing is the first one he took to go abroad within half a year, and he didn't get a domestic actress, let alone a foreign actress.

Speaking out, I am afraid that the gold medal manager will envy him.

"Oh."

Jining, who was in a state of excitement, was a little dazed when he heard this sentence, "Are you overly excited? Why did you just reply with one word? The Sinina Film Festival is an international award!"

"Yeah." Xin Qing continued, "I see, I'm dead."

"Hey, you should give a cheer anyway, and give me a response—" Before Jining finished speaking, the other party had already hung up the phone, almost causing him to vomit blood.

For such an artist at the stall, if he doesn't practice well, he might suffer internal injuries. Jining decided that if someone tells him something sensational in the future, he will answer the other person with a word to exercise his style.

There are many people in the entertainment industry who got the news earlier than their agents.

Xin Qing is so popular, every entertainment newspaper office has people following her, and this kind of news related to her was obtained very quickly, and she returned to the newspaper office immediately before dawn.

The headline of the next day has to be from your own newspaper.

(End of this chapter)