Chapter 99: Qixi Business! The Lunatics of the Wang Family

The next day, Zhang Fan arrived at the company very early.

Last night, through Wang Xuanqing's soul-aspect fragments, he had indeed captured clues about the Wu Wei Sect.

Wang Xuanqing's 【Spirit-Restraining】 indeed had some origins, however, his soul-aspect, whether due to being fragments or having been tampered with, had key memories that were a gray expanse of starlight, completely impossible to see through.

But one thing Zhang Fan could be certain of: Wang Xuanqing had definitely been in contact with people from the Wu Wei Sect.

During the incident ten years ago, Zhang Fan encountered the Great Night Without Light, and at that time, there were also experts from the Wu Wei Sect present.

Since descending from Mount Zhenwu, he had also dealt with the Thirteen Zodiacs of the Wu Wei Sect; he seemed to have an unclear fate with this generation.

Now that Zhang Lingzong's whereabouts were lost and the Evil God's location was unknown, Zhang Fan could only start from these demon people if he wanted to know the truth of ten years ago.

Therefore, he had painstakingly explored Wang Xuanqing's soul-aspect fragments; although key parts were missing, he was not without gains.

"Xiong Qianxing fell into his hands, and that night there was another person..." Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully.

"Wang Xuanmiao!"

This name was the most important information he had grasped. If he hadn't guessed wrong, this woman should also possess the Wu Wei Sect's 【Spirit-Restraining】 method.

"I have to ask for leave today and leave early."

Just entering the company, Zhang Fan saw that everyone had arrived earlier than him and was already busy with their own tasks.

On the table in front of Jiang Hu lay a pile of talisman paper; he was hunched over, writing furiously, drawing talismans.

Little Wen He was like a big sister next door, thoughtfully ensuring logistics for everyone: soy milk, coffee, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, egg burgers... everything was available.

Even Jiang Lai was silently standing to the side, quietly grinding ink for Jiang Hu.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Fanfan, coffee or soy milk? Steamed bun or pancake?" Little Wen He asked thoughtfully with a warm smile on her beautiful face.

"Sister Wen, I've already eaten. What is this for?" Zhang Fan asked again.

"Isn't tomorrow Qixi Festival? Drawing some 【Harmony Talismans】 to create revenue for the company." Jiang Hu said without raising his head.

"【Harmony Talismans】!?"

Zhang Fan knew that the Maoshan Shangqing Sect indeed had such a talisman. It was said that once refined and hung at the head of the bed, even an eighty-year-old bachelor could find true love within a day or two.

If it were a couple or a married couple, pressing this talisman under the pillow could resolve grievances and bring harmony and love.

"But aren't 【Harmony Talismans】 not allowed to use ordinary talisman ink?"

Since devouring the 【Fierce God】, Zhang Fan's knowledge and experience were no longer what they used to be, so he naturally knew how this kind of talisman was refined.

The talisman ink used to refine 【Harmony Talismans】 was extremely special, requiring the pollen of an extremely rare flower...

This flower is named 【Other Shore Flower】.

"Nanyang Strange Records" has a record.

In the Eastern Jin Dynasty, in a remote mountain village in Futu County, there was a girl named Jiao'e. Since she was young, she grew up to be beautiful. Before she was an adult, the neighborhood matchmakers had already worn out her family's threshold. People said that in the future, she would definitely have a good destination.

At the age of twelve, Jiao'e went into the mountains to pick herbs and saw a strange flower. That flower bloomed for an instant; the flower bloomed and the leaves fell, never to meet again.

She thought it was strange and wanted to go up to pick it, but when she got close, the flower was gone. That night, Jiao'e fell ill with a high fever that wouldn't subside, and it took her more than half a month to recover.

From then on, she would dream every night that a man came to meet her in her dream. The man had a faint bloodstain on his forehead.

The two fell in love over time, their longing entering their bones, their feelings never-ending.

Years later, Jiao'e reached the age of marriage, but she refused to marry anyone else until death, saying that Heaven had already destined her marriage, and she was willing to wait for that man to appear.

Everyone thought she was crazy and gradually stayed away. Years later, Jiao'e's parents died in resentment, and she remained alone. That man never appeared, only coming to meet her every night.

Just like this, time was ruthless, and Jiao'e grew old, her beauty long gone. This day, a baby boy was born in the village, his crying sound as loud as a bell.

Jiao'e came and saw the baby boy; on his forehead was a faint bloodstain.

Jiao'e's eyes were blurred with tears, and she passed away that night.

Later, this matter spread. Some said that the strange flower Jiao'e saw when she was young was called the Other Shore Flower. It was rumored to be born by the side of the Yellow Springs Road. Men and women in the world were originally a pair, but after walking the Yellow Springs Road and seeing the Other Shore Flower, they would never be able to meet again for generations.

The flower and leaves never see each other, missing and cherishing each other forever, this is the strange thing about the 【Other Shore Flower】. However, its pollen is the most marriage-related thing in the world. If it is used to make ink to draw 【Harmony Talismans】, it has the strange effect of harmony between men and women.

"Holy crap, Hulu, you really are a Daoist from Maoshan; you can even get the Other Shore Flower?"

Zhang Fan knew that things like the 【Other Shore Flower】 only existed in legends. In ancient times, one might occasionally find them in deep mountains and great marshes, such as by the Yellow Springs in the Xiong family, where there might be some.

By today, they were almost impossible to find.

Therefore, this 【Harmony Talisman】 of Maoshan was also difficult to draw.

Zhang Fan did not expect that Jiang Hu would have such great ability, being able to find even the long-lost 【Other Shore Flower】.

"Where did you find it?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Downstairs." Jiang Hu replied without raising his head.

"Downstairs?" Zhang Fan was stunned: "Where downstairs? You can actually find the Other Shore Flower?"

"Downstairs flower bed, dog-tail flower."

"Ah!? Dog-tail flower?" Zhang Fan's brows lifted, his expression becoming strange.

"In this day and age, where can you go to find the 【Other Shore Flower】? Even if there were, how high would the cost be?"

Jiang Hu said lightly: "The boss said, save costs, the meaning is enough, the main thing is to spread beautiful wishes."

"How much are these beautiful wishes?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"One hundred thirty-one yuan and four jiao."

"1314? One talisman?"

"Could it be a stack?" Jiang Hu glanced at him.

"Holidays are the best time to make money." Jiang Hu said solemnly: "The boss said, our Dao must flourish, we cannot be too poor."

"Truly a model of our Daoist gate!" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and said.

"Don't panic, don't panic, panicking easily hangs you on the wall..."

"Don't rush, don't rush, rushing easily invites you to eat at a funeral feast..."

Just at this moment, a rapid and pleasant ringtone suddenly rang out, echoing in the office.

"Don't worry, don't worry, worrying easily makes you leave early..."

Jiang Hu put down the talisman brush, took out his phone, and seeing it was the boss, hurriedly answered.

"Boss..."

"Yes, yes... everyone is here... it's almost done..."

"No problem..."

Jiang Hu had a smile on his face, nodding and saying.

"What? This... this is afraid..."

"Hello, hello, hello... Boss... no..."

Before he could finish speaking, a busy signal came from the other end of the phone.

"Grass..."

The smile on Jiang Hu's face instantly disappeared, and he couldn't help but greet the phone; it was truly a workplace reality...

Laughing in front of people, cursing behind their backs.

"What's the situation?"

"The boss said... the boss said..." Jiang Hu stammered, appearing somewhat embarrassed.

"Said what?" "The boss said, everyone come to the company early tomorrow, go to the downstairs of major hotels to squat..."

"Squat for what?"

Just at this moment, even Jiang Lai couldn't help but ask.

"Trash cans!"

"Ah!?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, while Little Wen He smiled slightly, revealing an expression of understanding.

"Squatting at trash cans for what?"

"The boss said, see if anyone throws away flowers or gifts, pick them up, keep them..."

"In a week it will be the Ghost Festival on the 15th of the 7th lunar month, keep them to sell to others for grave sweeping."

"Holy crap... too damn immoral..."

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Zhang Fan was completely dumbfounded. He had lived this long and had never seen... no, he hadn't even heard of such a business genius.

Being in this kind of company was simply a disgrace to his ancestors.

"Too embarrassing." Zhang Fan covered his face, shaking his head.

"Qixi Festival, this also counts as a business opportunity. Some people are drunk with love, some people shed tears, some people are in hotels picking up girls and sleeping wildly..."

Jiang Hu was very able to understand this state of the world.

Facing the boss's decision to work overtime tomorrow, Jiang Lai remained silent and returned to her seat, still calm and unruffled.

Zhang Fan, however, found it hard to accept, even having the meaning of Empress Wu Zetian becoming a widow and losing her reason (Li Zhi).

"I want to ask for leave."

"Asking for leave at this time? Where are you going?" Jiang Hu couldn't help but mutter.

"Do you know where the 【Beidou Clubhouse】 is?" Zhang Fan asked back.

He learned from Wang Xuanqing's soul-aspect fragments that it was the place where the younger generation of the Wang family cultivated the Dao; it was not open to the public at all, and very few people knew about it.

There, he should be able to find Wang Xuanmiao.

"Just in the suburbs... that is the territory of the Wang family of the Baidou Sect. I heard that the Wang family juniors spend most of their time there practicing and cultivating." Jiang Hu was worthy of being a Jiang Hu expert; there was nothing big or small on the ground of Yujing City that he didn't know.

"Leave early later, take me to see."

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Hu's expression became unusually vigilant. Since Zhang Fan joined the company, he had vaguely felt something was wrong.

When the He family was gone at the beginning, he didn't think deeply about it.

Later, the Shen family of the Talisman Sect was also gone, but Zhang Fan had saved his life, and Jiang Hu only felt gratitude.

Later, he went to the Xiong family and caused such a big mess, and he was locked up for a day and a night; Jiang Hu felt something was wrong.

He thought of the legendary animation, Detective Conan.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Jiang Hu's voice trembled slightly.

"What kind of expression is that? I'm not doing anything. I'm just going to look."

Zhang Fan glanced sideways and patted Jiang Hu on the shoulder.

"It's settled then."

"Off work, see you at Wuling Hongguang!"

These days, Old Yu was not there, the boss was not there, and Wuling Hongguang had become a bus; anyone who wanted to get on could get on, and they could get on whenever they wanted.

Yujing City, suburbs.

Beidou Clubhouse.

This was a manor hidden in the mountains. At first glance, it looked a bit like a farmhouse. Outside, streams circled, and the air was fresh, which was suitable for recuperation.

At this time, on the spacious playground, a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers were practicing Qi and performing martial arts.

Daoists awaken their soul-aspect, refine inner alchemy, gather true Yang, and their physical fitness exceeds that of ordinary people. Some also practice some family martial arts; after all, when fighting with others, they cannot just use arts, and what they compare is the soul-aspect.

Being so brave and fierce, there must be a tribulation.

"Xuanfei, I heard that you met the Xiong family people and ran into a tough nut?"

Inside the clubhouse, Wang Xuanmiao stood under an ancient painting of the Big Dipper and stopped Wang Xuanfei who had just entered.

"You knew and still asked me?"

Wang Xuanqing had just died, and Wang Xuanfei's mood was not very good.

"I'm not clear about the details. Who is the other party?" Wang Xuanmiao asked seemingly casually.

"The Xiong family has a newcomer named Xiong Ba, who has some ability. Even Xiong Qianqiu said that if there are no accidents, the Xiong family will only be passed to this person in the future." Wang Xuanfei said in a low voice.

"Oh? Xiong Ba? Not even considered a direct descendant, and actually has the qualifications to inherit the Xiong family?" Wang Xuanmiao's gaze narrowed slightly, and she remembered this name.

"Was it him who broke Wang Xuanqing's art?"

"Not him..." Wang Xuanfei shook her head and said: "It was a young man named Zhang Fan."

"Zhang Fan? Why haven't I heard of him? There doesn't seem to be such a person on the ground of Yujing." Wang Xuanmiao's beautiful eyes narrowed, revealing a thoughtful expression.

From ancient times to the present, among ten Daoists in the world, nine are surnamed Zhang, and one is surnamed Li.

In the past, any Daoist surnamed Zhang, no matter where they went, would make people unable to ignore them.

But since the Daoist gate tribulation eighty years ago, Mount Long Hu had no incense rising again, and the surname Zhang had also declined, becoming no longer special.

So that day, Wang Xuanqing dared to say such wild words as 【The mountain does not see Zhang, the Dao does not see Li】.

"I don't know him either. He is indeed a new face. That person was a helper invited by the Xiong family." Wang Xuanfei said in a condensed voice.

"How did he make his move and break Wang Xuanqing's art? What Daoist art did he use?" Wang Xuanmiao asked the key point.

Wang Xuanqing possessed the 【Spirit-Restraining】 method, yet it was broken by someone in public, and even his soul-aspect was not preserved.

Therefore, she was a bit panicked, fearing that the other party would see through the clues and bring fire upon herself, in which case she would not be able to stay out of it.

"I didn't see it, and Third Brother didn't let us investigate." Wang Xuanfei shook her head, and Zhang Fan's figure appeared in her mind.

The only impression that man left on her was that he was unfathomable.

"Why are you asking so much about this? Could it be that you still want to get back at them?"

"Since Third Brother said not to investigate, then don't investigate... what's more, Wang Xuanqing has already fallen, what can I do?" Wang Xuanmiao said lightly.

"Is that so? Third Brother said you are hiding your true strength." Wang Xuanfei said with deep meaning.

"Third Brother is just joking. I'm just curious about what kind of fierce person it is that doesn't even put my Wang family in their eyes." Wang Xuanmiao changed the subject and brought it back.

"Are you still afraid that he dares to come to the door to provoke?" Wang Xuanfei laughed.

"That wouldn't go that far. After all, this is the Beidou Clubhouse, the territory of the Wang family. Even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to come..."

Wang Xuanmiao shook her head and subconsciously looked into the depths of the clubhouse. A terrifying low roar came from there, carrying a heart-palpitating pressure.

"What's more, there is no safer place than here. As long as this lunatic is here, who dares to be presumptuous?"

"If you are not crazy, you cannot succeed!" Wang Xuanfei's face trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but look at the innermost secret room.

Eleven years, that man who was known as the most brilliant and talented among the Wang family juniors, although crazy, had achieved great success in his Daoist arts, his fierce power so great that within ten steps, no one dared to approach.

"Wang Xuangang!!"

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