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252 Si Fuqing: Do you know how your uncle died? [1 more](2/2)

Feng San pushed Yu Xiheng to the parking lot.

He was a little surprised to see Yu Tang coming back alone: ​​"Where's Miss Si? Didn't you see Miss Yu Tang?"

"No." Yu Tang was discouraged, "Qingqing was already gone when I went there. I don't know if she was invited away by Lu Tianhou."

"Probably not." Feng San was not sure. "Miss Lu just got married. Even if she wants to invite Miss Si over, Mr. Shen will definitely not agree."

Yu Tang became nervous: "Is something going on with Qingqing?"

Feng San's expression also changed.

There are too many big and small families here today, and with Si Fuqing's good looks, something might really happen.

There will always be people who are not afraid of death.

Feng San immediately said: "Brother Jiu, let's go find Miss Si."

Yu Xiheng finally said: "No, she is playing now."

Feng San: "???"

Yu Xiheng put down the phone.

Above is a message that was sent just a few minutes ago.

[Girl]: Boss, there are new toys, I’m going to play with them ^_^

Feng San saw this sentence.

I immediately saw the smiling face with the emoji at the end.

Almost instantly, the hair on his body stood on end and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

Yu Xiheng turned off her phone and glanced at Feng San, who was shaking, and said, "I'm not playing with you."

Feng San: "..."

Of course he knew, but he couldn't control his body reaction.

Feng San asked cautiously: "Then, then we will wait here for Miss Si?"

Yu Xiheng closed her eyes: "Send Yu Tang back."

"Okay." Feng San immediately left with Yu Tang.

**

At the same time, in an abandoned underground garage.

Si Fuqing slowly opened his eyes.

It was pitch dark all around, with only a few lights.

"Si Fuqing, you didn't expect that you would fall into my hands." Zuo Xianyu's eyes were full of joy and hatred, "You still want to contact a wealthy family? Do you think anyone will come to save you?"

Si Fuqing's eyebrows were unfocused: "The stolen things are gone, and my brain is gone."

This sentence completely hit Zuo Xianyu's pain point. Her voice rose and her tone changed: "Nonsense! It's my thing, what did I steal?!"

"Miss Zuo, please don't get angry." Fujiyama Shinji said promptly, "A strong anger will harm your body, and it will also cause errors in the subsequent transfer of luck."

Zuo Xianyu calmed down.

Si Fuqing raised his head and narrowed his eyes: "Transfer of luck?"

"First of all, let me introduce myself." Fujiyama Shinji smiled politely, "My surname is Fujiyama, my given name is Shinji. This is my junior brother Fujiyama Iedada."

"We studied under Master Shizuya Fujiyama, but based on your knowledge, you probably have never even heard of my surname Fujiyama."

Shizuya Fujiyama has been in seclusion for a long time, and he mentioned this to him before he went into seclusion.

He said that he arrived in the Great Xia Empire thirteen years ago and originally wanted to learn from the Onmyoji, but he did not expect to meet a lucky girl on the road who had 90% of her luck robbed.

But the terrifying thing about the Daughter of Luck is that even if she loses 90% of her luck, the remaining 10% is still so huge that others cannot imagine it.

Fujiyama Shizu will also choose to transfer the luck of the girl of luck to the Zuo family, just to hone his own abilities.

However, after coming back, Fujiyama Shizuya sighed many times, saying that if he had gone to Sijiucheng earlier, he might have been able to meet the lucky girl who had 100% good luck.

Only in this way can it be useful to the Fujiyama family.

10% luck will never catch their eyes.

Fujiyama Shinji looked at Si Fuqing with pity in his eyes.

It's a pity that the girl of luck didn't even know that she was the girl of luck, so her luck was robbed by others.

"I have heard of the surname Tengshan." Si Fuqing said unhurriedly, "In the year 704 of the lunar calendar, your ancestors traveled west to Daxia and learned the principles of yin and yang and the five elements from my ancestors of the Ji family of Daxia.

It’s your Fujiyama family.”

"I read in the history books that in order to get the consent of the ancestors of the Ji family, your ancestors got up at midnight every day, cleaned the yard of the Ji family, served tea and water, and worked as cows and horses."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of brothers Fujiyama Shinji and Fujiyama Kaisada darkened.

The historical records are of course true.

Even if the Fujiyama family intentionally or unintentionally conceals this period of history, it is an indelible fact.

Twenty years after the death of Emperor Yin, Daxia entered an unprecedented prosperous age.

Congratulations come from all directions, and worship comes from all directions.

Not only Dongsang, but also Western Continent will send envoys and merchants to visit Daxia.

But today is different from the past.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if the Ji family came out again, they would not be able to stand up to the Fujiyama family.

Otherwise, the Ji family would not even know about the appearance of the Luck Girl in Daxia.

"This young lady has learned history well." Fujiyama Shinji said with a smile, "If you have studied history, you should know how weak your Daxia is now. The only thing you can see is the Supernatural Management Bureau.

"

"But don't think that the Supernatural Administration will come. Tonight, under the full moon, the energy of any number of evolvers will be out of control. They are very busy."

"Shizuya Fujiyama, his junior brother Kenya Fujiyama." Si Fuqing nodded slowly, she smiled, "Do you know how your senior brother died?"

------Digression-----

Good morning~~
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