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Chapter 351 Shu Qinglan Appears!

A yellow paper talisman that was abandoned by Shu's father like a piece of shoes has now been robbed by the Lin family!!!

The price suddenly rose to 30 million!

This makes people feel like they are dreamless!

You know, the store in Jiangnan City that Chen Zihuan gave Shu Qinghan is nothing more than a value of 340 million!

Now, Huang Xiaolong draws a talisman casually, and its value is no less than that of a store!

In other words, if Huang Xiaolong can constantly draw talismans, it is even more terrifying than a money printing machine!

"Zi... Master Zicong... What do you mean... that spirit gathering talisman... you... you give 30 million to buy it?" Shu's father looked at Lin Zicong stupidly.

Lin Zicong was very strong and glared at his own uncles, "Don't argue, uncles, it's because my nephew owes you a favor."

Several second-generation figures of the Lin family lowered their heads in great dissatisfaction. Obviously, if they were not afraid of Lin Zicong's mightyness, they would have to raise the price.

"Yes, you heard it right. Take out the talisman and I'll write a cash check for you." Lin Zicong said strongly.

"Get the talisman now... come over!" Shu's father ordered to the servant.

He was also a little excited. Thirty million was not a small amount for him.

At this time, Chen Zihuan's face turned blue and said unwillingly. "Haha, I understand, double act... This is a double act. I don't believe it. If you draw some ghost talismans on a piece of yellow paper, you can make it to a price of tens of millions. Could it be that everyone in the world is fool?"

Many people present nodded secretly about Chen Zihuan's doubts.

At this moment, there is still no one who is willing to believe that the talisman that Huang Xiaolong gave to Shu Qinghan is worth 30 million. I guess it was Lin Zicong and Huang Xiaolong who worked together to direct this drama! This is how to imitate Huang Xiaolong's talisman!

"Young Master Chen Zihuan. Do you think the talismans drawn by my teacher are not worth 30 million?" Lin Zicong looked at Chen Zihuan coldly. His rebellious eyes made Chen Zihuan scared.

"Hmph! I, Chen Zihuan, traveled around the world since I was a child, and I have also seen the world. I am not a native bun! A yellow paper talisman, even if I have a little bit of Taoism, is definitely not worth the price!" Chen Zihuan said persistently.

"Hahahahaha Frog in the Well! A person like my teacher can be called a monster, and all kinds of methods are almost wise! How can someone with a vision like you understand?" Lin Zicong laughed sarcastically, and then glanced at everyone. "Who is Lin Zicong? I believe you also know that I am. Can I play such a clumsy double act with others?"

When everyone said this, everyone was silent.

Yes, Lin Zicong, the leader of the four young masters of Binhai, has always been known for being unruly and arrogant. He really has no need to act here with a hypocritical act.

"It's no point to say it! No one can prove whether that talisman has the effect of gathering spirits! By the way..." Chen Zihuan's eyes lit up. "Let's not talk about that talisman, let's talk about your so-called teacher, the ancient medicine given to Miss Qinglan... Do you, Lin Zicong, believe this kind of nonsense?"

"What's the matter with ancient medicine?" Lin Zicong asked.

At the scene, someone immediately curled up and explained the effects of the three medicines that Huang Xiaolong gave to Shu Qinglan.

Upon hearing this, the faces of several second-generation figures of the Lin family also changed a little.

The effect of this ancient medicine is the immortal pill. They believe that the spirit gathering talisman drawn by Huang Xiaolong is not an ordinary thing. However, they still couldn't accept it if they wanted to believe that a dwarf could transform into a model with a height of 1.72 meters within a few hours.

"Hahahaha~ Why? I can't speak? I can't argue? Hahahahaha if it cannot be proved that the ancient medicine is true, the spirit gathering talisman will naturally... be questionable!" Chen Zihuan was proud!

Just then!

"Master! Madam! Madam!" Several servants rushed towards this side with horror!

Their expressions seemed to be like a ghost!

"What's going on?" Shu's father glared at the servants with great dissatisfaction. "I don't even look at what occasion this is! I'm fussing!"

Shu’s father was very annoyed. There were too many people from the coastal upstream circle here. The servants in his family were so reckless that they would also lose their face as their master!

"Master! Madam! Something happened! Something happened!" An elderly servant had his eyes wider than a cow's egg, but there were crystal tears rolling in his eyes. It seemed that he was very moved because of something. "Miss something happened... Miss..."

"Bo Meng, are you drunk? Why are you talking nonsense here? Miss is with us, what can happen to her?" Shu's mother also scolded angrily.

The servant, "Meng Bo", shook his hands repeatedly. "No... it's Miss Qinghan... it's Miss Qinglan that something happened! Something big happened!"

"Oh no!" Chen Zihuan shouted exaggeratedly. "Uncle and aunt, it must be Miss Qinglan. After taking the so-called ancient medicine given by that guy, he has a physical condition. Hurry up and sending it to the hospital for treatment! If Miss Qinglan has any problems... Then... then..."

Chen Zihuan was heartbroken.

Meng Bo gave Chen Zihuan a blank look and muttered, "Miss Qinglan, it's so good that you have three or two shorts!"

"Qinglan!" Shu's mother wailed and took Shu's father's hand. "Go and see! It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Qinglan wanted to swallow medicine just now, but you didn't stop her and let her die on her own... Look, there's something wrong now! Although Qinglan has been sick since she was a child... but she is also our biological daughter! If today, Qinglan... what does Qinglan have to do with you... I will never finish it!"

"Stop talking! What's the use of blaming me at this time? Go and have a look!" Shu's father was also very anxious.

A large group of people rushed towards the room where Shu Qinglan lived.

"Zi Cong, could it be that dwarf Shu Qinglan. After taking Master Xiaolong's medicine, he took... and... he died?" A second-generation figure of the Lin family had a heavy face. "Master Xiaolong has been kind to our Lin family. If this is really the case, our Lin family must come forward to comfort Shu Qinglan's parents..."

"This... don't draw any conclusions first, let's go and have a look." Lin Zicong also snatched up.

At this time, Shu Qinglan walked out of her room, bathed in the moonlight, and she changed into new clothes that the servant bought for her.

She walked carefully step by step, as if stepping on a cloud. The indescribable feeling in her heart was as if she was dreaming today!

‘If this is a beautiful dream…I hope I will never wake up…Little Dragon…Thank you! You…you…you are my god!’

Shu Qinglan just stepped into the lawn area of ​​the villa, and a large group of people rushed towards this side!

Meeting!

Then, Shu’s father, Shu’s mother, Shu Qinghan, Chen Zihuan, Lin Zicong... and others stood there like clay sculptures and wood sculptures!

They were all stupid!

One by one, they all looked at Shu Qinglan under the moonlight with dull eyes! They even held their breath! They were suffocated!

Quiet!

This area is quiet! You can hear the needle falling!

Everyone held their eyes and stared at Shu Qinglan tightly, and kept rubbing their eyes, as if they thought they had an illusion!
Chapter completed!
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