Chapter 137

Han Feifei joked: "When your company opens, how about I be the image spokesperson?"

Duan Jing also expressed his stance: "I'm not leaving; I'll open a clinic here and want to see what Miao Street will become."

Wang Sufen and Wu Yuanming similarly decided to stay, "I can be a cleaning lady," "I can be a security guard and guard the main gate."

Friends joked with each other, and after three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere was warm. It wasn't until late at night that they dispersed.

Walking on the dim Miao Street, everyone looked at the bustling night view of the city center, their hearts filled with emotion.

Duan Jing recalled the past, "Eighty years ago, that direction was still a forest; now it's all high-rise buildings."

Wang Sufen, standing in front of her own door, missed her late partner, "If Old Liao were still here, we would definitely have had another child."

Wu Yuanming also said with no small regret: "If I hadn't divorced, maybe I would have had a daughter."

Nowadays, only their seven families still had lights on the entire Miao Street.

Lin Yu, who had been busy all day, came to Genyue Courtyard; the cold wind blew, making him shiver. While his brow felt hot, everything before his eyes was blood red.

After taking a deep breath, he pushed open that heavy main gate.

Directly opposite was a huge red coffin two stories high, inside which sat Zhang Song with pale skin.

Sensing someone approaching, Zhang Song looked up at Lin Yu, his voice hoarse as he said: "You didn't have to come; my subordinates have already dealt with them."

Although the air was filled with a strong bloody smell, Lin Yu just said lightly: "I just wanted to help Master."

Zhang Song let out a strange laugh, "Old Liu should have told you; remember, Genyue Courtyard is my Yama Palace; those who enter cannot escape death."

Before he could finish speaking, an invisible force pushed Lin Yu out of the gate.

Following a loud bang, the vermilion main gate closed tightly, and the entire Genyue Courtyard was instantly shrouded in a layer of cold light.

Subsequently, Zhang Song's voice came: "Don't come again in the future; leave this place."

Lin Yu felt a burning sensation on his brow and bowed deeply toward Genyue Courtyard, "Master, disciple takes his leave."

After saying goodbye, he turned and left.

On the way back, seeing the demolition team working through the night, Lin Yu couldn't help but curse: "This world is truly rotten." When he returned to the shop, he found Li Lin's car parked at the entrance.

"Brother Lin, I'm back. Cousin was in a bad mood today and didn't eat much." Li Lin said.

Looking at the food left in the lunch box, Lin Yu nodded, "Got it, you go rest first."

After watching Li Lin leave, Lin Yu walked into the room and picked up the two visualization diagrams given to him by Zhang Song and Liu Jinyong.

Recalling the scene where his Heavenly Eye was activated uncontrollably when he met Gongsan Pingbalang during the day, that feeling of being dominated by power made him feel deeply powerless.

Lin Yu chose the "Golden Crow Patrols the Sky Diagram"; as the heat from his brow spread to his whole body, he began to sit in meditation and breathe, entering a state of internal observation.

At this time, the "Huaxia Dragon Vein Geomancy" emitted a purple light, shrouding Lin Yu; while the "Golden Crow Patrols the Sky Diagram" illuminated his brow like a scorching sun.

The purple light transformed into feathers, covering Lin Yu's whole body, as if turning him into the legendary medical saint Bian Que.

Above Miao Street, the phantoms of a Golden Crow and nine golden dragons emerged in the sky.

At the same time, Gongsan Pingbalang inside the Jiutian Building felt a summoning force and looked toward the direction of Miao Street.

Coming to the window, his strange double pupils spinning endlessly, he whispered in surprise: "Only obtained the art of immortality; didn't expect Miao Street to hide the Nine Dragon Golden Crow Alchemy Profound Medicine."

In his excitement, he couldn't wait to lie on the window, looking forward to more displays.

Suddenly, the Golden Crow in the sky cast its gaze toward the Jiutian Building and let out a cry, making the entire Huacheng instantly bright as day.

This moment caused Gongsan Pingbalang to suffer as if struck by lightning, covering his eyes in pain.

At this time, Jiulangzi's voice came: "President, Tianpei Bangyan has woken up; additionally, the people sent to Genyue Courtyard have all met with disaster."

Despite this, Gongsan Pingbalang had a crazy smile on his face, "Got it, call Emi to see me."

Subsequently, through his blood-stained double pupils, he wanted even more to uncover the secrets hidden in Miao Street: "I must find the true secret of eternal life..."

Just at that moment, Tamamo Emi came in response: "President, I'm here."

Gongsan Pingbalang stood behind the door and asked: "Hmm, have all the invitations been sent out?"

Tamamo Emi responded respectfully: "Yes, they have all been delivered. Zhou Yuanli of the Huacheng Capital, the Hu brothers of Tianrun Wanjia, the Zheng father and son of Zhenghe Pharmaceutical.

The Zhao siblings of the Sanxin Group, the Long father and son of Longsi Capital, the Ma father and son of the Longcheng Ma family, and the current president of the Yazhi Group, Feng Yuanyuan..."

"Got it, no need to say more." Gongsan Pingbalang interrupted her, word by word.

Next, he instructed: "Send an invitation to the founder of the Zhang Group, Zhang Yuru, as well; please make sure she attends tomorrow night's banquet."

Tamamo Emi felt confused, not understanding why the President wanted to invite Zhang Yuru, who had already lost her power.

"Zhang Yuru has no value for use now; why invite her?" She couldn't help but mutter to herself.

However, Gongsan Pingbalang revealed a smile; beside him was an ink painting, and the woman in the painting was Zhang Yuru, but she was wearing a Neon Country kimono, with two samurai swords hanging at her waist, looking extraordinarily heroic.

After staring for a long time, Gongsan Pingbalang stated his plan, which shocked Tamamo Emi, but she still agreed: "Don't worry, President, I will handle this matter."

Subsequently, Gongsan Pingbalang looked at the painting in his hand, tears sliding down his handsome face, and said softly: "I was born before you were born, and you were born when I was already old. Turning into a butterfly to seek flowers, nesting in the fragrant grass every night; Huazi, have you returned?"

As his words fell, a huge black butterfly flew into the room and landed on the back of his hand. "Huazi, you've finally come." Watching the butterfly land on the painting, Gongsan Pingbalang smiled happily.

Even though the suite's soundproofing was excellent, Tamamo Emi, Jiulangzi, and the newly awakened Tianpei Bangyan in the next room could still hear Gongsan Pingbalang's laughter; this laughter made their faces pale, and they remained silent as cicadas in winter.

Especially Tamamo Emi, who decided that she must be respectful enough when seeing Zhang Yuru in the future.

The next morning, Lin Yu woke up from meditation, feeling refreshed. He looked at the "Golden Crow Patrols the Sky Diagram" before him, feeling as if he had attained the Dao.

Through the so-called "Heavenly Eye," he could see things that ordinary people couldn't, such as the different colors of light emitted around the human body.

Looking down at his own hand, he discovered a milky white halo about five centimeters long around it.

Now, Lin Yu felt as if he had opened the door to a new world, and the Heavenly Eye had also brought his medical skills to a new height.

After waking up early, Lin Yu walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Good morning, Brother Lin." A voice came.

In the early morning, just as the sky was breaking, Li Lin, in sportswear and covered in sweat, ran home.