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 The rain stopped at about 7:30 in the evening. Qi Yan put on his shoes and said to the three people sitting on the stools properly: "Let's go now."
 "Good, good." Du Dong hurriedly followed. He didn't even wear his shoes, so he hurriedly dragged the heel of his shoes, followed up, and the assistant who followed him carefully closed the door for Qi Yan.
 "Master, don't you bring any tools?" Du Dong glanced at Qi Yan Kongkong's hands, "I still need to buy something. Just ask, we will buy it."
 "What to buy?" Qi Yan pressed the elevator button and turned to Du Dong. "We are not filming TV dramas, and we don't have to kill demons, so we don't need things like peach wood swords and compasses."
 Du Dong looked in admiration, an expert is an expert, and he does things so calmly.
 As a self-made businessman, Du Dong is quite a local tyrant in his car hobby. Qi Yan glanced at the brand and model of the car. The price was about three or four million yuan, which seemed to be very valuable.
 "Master, please." The assistant opened the door for Qi Yan.
 After Qi Yan got in, he smelled a faint mint smell in the car, looked around, and found several mint-scented sachets in the car.
 "My daughter put these. She said that it is hot in summer and people tend to get sleepy. Putting some mint in it will make it difficult for the driver to get lost while driving." Du Dong saw Qi Yan's eyes fall on the mint sachet, and smiled. With pride, "This child has been filial since he was a child, has good grades, and is well-behaved..."
 But thinking of his daughter lying in the hospital, Du Dong's voice was a little choked, and he couldn't continue.
 Seeing him like this, Qi Yan looked slightly calm, and persuaded, "Mr. Du don't have to worry, your daughter will definitely be fine."
 "Master Xie said," Du Dongchao Qi Yan gave a smile that was uglier than crying, "As long as they are okay, I am willing to do anything."
 Hearing this, Qi Yan didn't say anything more, just looked down at his palm in a daze. His palm prints are very clear and there are no messy lines. The old man once said that his palm prints are precious to life, and he did not see where he was.
 Healers do not heal themselves, and those who know fortune-telling will not be able to calculate their own destiny. However, Qi Yan didn't care about his future destiny at all. People live in the world and only the unknown has expectations. If there are no expectations, what is the difference between life and a pool of stagnant water?
 Du Dong's house is a two-story villa. The grass and flowers in the villa are very messy, and it seems that they have not been taken care of for a while. Entering the house, it gives people a sense of coldness that is not popular, and the curtains are also tightly drawn, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.
 "Let the master laugh, because I have been staying in the company and the hospital recently, and all the homes have not been taken care of." Du Dong smiled awkwardly, pressing the switch in the corner, and the whole room was brightly lit.
 In terms of decoration style, the Du's family is more tasteful than the Yang's, but Qi Yan never expected that he would see a Tang Sancai ornament at the Yang's price.
 Tang Sancai is a famous variety among the cultural relics, but this kind of thing is really not suitable to be placed at home, let alone in the living room. In ancient times, this thing belonged to the category of sacrificial objects. Only the dead can use it. There is absolutely no reason for living people to use it.
 "Mr. Du is a collector?" Qi Yan pointed to Tang Sancai and a piece of jade with flaws next to it, both of which exuded a cold black air.
 "Well, I'm a rough person, I don't have much research on these things," Du Dong said, shaking his head, "This was given by two friends when my mother passed her birthday a few months ago."
 "Oh," Qi Yan thoughtfully, "a friend in the business world?"
 "Yes," Du Dong nodded. "They are all partners. I heard that these two things are very expensive. If I don't show them, I can't be worthy of my friends."
 "Then your two friends are very generous," Qi Yan lowered his eyelids, his tone of voice was a little faint, "Even the genuine product is willing to give it to you."
 Du Dong noticed something wrong with this, "Master, these two things... are there problems?"
 Qi Yan didn't directly say that there was a problem, but just said: "I think these two things are exquisitely crafted, and they are both genuine and have research value. If Mr. Du is willing, he can donate it to the museum, which is considered a piece of merit."
 Du Dong was stunned for a moment, and then fully agreed: "Yes, it should be handed over the cultural relics to the country."
 "Mr. Du is a generous person." Qi Yan smiled and turned and walked upstairs. The layout upstairs is good, and there is no major problem with the furnishings, but he always feels that this place seems to have a sullen aura.
 He looked back at Du Dong who was following him, "Mr. Du, you go and stand on the stairs."
 Du Dong obediently retreated to the corner of the stairs and stood there, and then he saw Master Qi's right hand making a strange posture. He was dazed to see that a few wisps of white mist appeared in the opponent's hand, but it seemed that he was dazzled.
 Qi Yan felt in the gap between the handrails of the stairs, and took out a yellow paper folded into a triangle from the inside. He could still smell the blood and corpse oil on it.
 "Master, what is this?" Du Dong didn't expect that there would be these things in his own home. He shrank his chubby neck and subconsciously sensed anxiety.
 "It's not a good thing." Qi Yan squeezed it with his hand, and the yellow paper seemed to have been burned by fire, turning into fine pieces of paper. These shredded paper lay in Qi Yan's hands, and a piece of it fell on the ground, "Go and pour me a bowl of vinegar."
 Hearing this, Du Dong quickly turned his head and ran downstairs to the kitchen, his vigorous posture was nothing like that of a fat man.
 In less than two minutes, he poured a bowl of vinegar and brought it to Qi Yan. Qi Yan glanced at him: "Stay steady, don't move." After saying that, he threw the paper in his palm into the vinegar bowl and put the paper in. In the vinegar, it was like a pan underwater, making a sneer, and Du Dong almost spit it out.
 He reluctantly suppressed the desire to vomit and looked at the master, and found that the master had stood a few steps away from him, and seemed to have expected that the smell of this thing would not be too good.
 But such a big chemical reaction will happen when paper is thrown into vinegar?
 This seems a bit unscientific, huh?
 It's just that although the master has a gentle and easy-going face, he didn't mean to help him at all. He just glanced coldly at the vinegar that smelled in his hand, "Pour it on the west side of your corner." , And then bow to it three times, that's it."
 Du Dong still did it obediently, probably because he was frightened by the master's hand. When he bowed, he was extremely pious, except that he didn't directly kneel down.
 Qi Yan stood at the gate, quietly watching him finish all this before saying: "Your home has a good feng shui, there is no problem. It is the two cultural relics, donate them as soon as possible." As for the so-called friends behind the calculations, That's not what Feng Shui Mr. he wants to take care of.
 Du Dong repeatedly agreed to drive Qi Yan downstairs himself before returning to his home. Then he contacted the person in charge of the Cultural Relics Museum overnight. Early the next morning, after the museum staff went to work, he couldn't wait to donate the two items in his hand, and returned to the car with a lot of souvenirs from the museum.
 Not long after he got home, he received a call from the hospital, saying that his wife's condition had improved and that he had contacted the doctor his mother had contacted, and finally had time to perform the operation.
 After hanging up the phone, Du Dong wiped his eyes and hurried to the hospital.
 Two days later, Qi Yan received a text message sent to him by the bank, and there was an extra million in his account. He was not surprised at all. The one named Du Dong could find out where he lives, so he could definitely find out his bank account.
 The other party gave him such a large sum of money at this time, it seems that his family's condition has eased.
 "I just like this kind of upright person," Qi Yan opened a credible charity organization and transferred 100,000 yuan to it.
 "Accumulate blessings, cherish blessings."
 "I'm telling you that the patient on bed 24 is awake."
 "real?"
 "Isn't it possible that you may become a vegetative person if you are in a coma for unknown reasons?"
 "I don't know what's going on. When I went to change the patient's medicine, I seemed to hear her husband say, "I met some superiors, who framed me, etc." Don't go out and talk."
 "Don't worry, definitely not. But is there really any so-called expert?"
 "Okay, you're still a nurse, can you believe these things?"
 When Liang Feng passed by the nurses' station in the evening, he heard the nurses talking, but when these nurses saw him coming, they closed their mouths one after another and did not dare to speak any more. They knew Liang Feng and knew that he was an assistant to a big figure in the VIP ward, so the attitude was extraordinarily careful.
 Liang Feng smiled at them, did not say anything else, turned and walked in the other direction.
 The VIP ward is in the quietest place on this floor, so the more you go in, the quieter it will be. He knocked on the door of the room, and after hearing voices from inside, he opened the door and raised the document in his hand: "Cen, this is a public report for the past two days."
 The man sitting on the hospital bed turned his head and glanced at him, his pale face was sickly red, "Come here." After saying these three words, he began to cough violently.
 "Cen, the doctor said, you need to rest." Liang Feng put the file in the man's hand, the expression on his face was a bit disapproving.
 The man ignored him. After flipping through the documents, he signed one of the documents and put the other aside.
 "This body is just like this. What's the difference between being quiet or not." The man's lips are pale, but this face is still beautiful and breathtaking.
 Liang Feng knew that what he said was useless, so he could only fall silent in the end.
 He looked out the dark window and couldn't help thinking that he was probably really jealous of the talent, so God gave President Cen the looks, the distinguished housework, and the outstanding ability that countless people are obsessed with, but he didn't give him a healthy body. body of.
 There is no perfection in life.
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 Qi Yan had always been dissatisfied with two things about himself. One was that his name was not mighty, and the other was that his appearance was even less mightier. However, all that did not prevent him from embarking on the broad road of a Feng Shui master.
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 “Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?” The world changes when you click YES. In God’s dimension, you have to keep getting stronger, keep evolving to survive one horror movie after another. Do you kill everyone in your way to reach the end as a lone king? Or fight along with your comrades and survive through the support of friends? Everything was just for staying alive. Until you find the secret of God’s dimension. Who is the real enemy?
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 Su Mingyue in real life: 
 Cowardly and cowardly, being bullied will only cry.
 Su Mingyue in the online world: 
 The great chivalrous man is worried about the country and the people. Give me a keyboard, I can destroy the entire planet! The scum that can’t keep up with the brain’s hand speed is all dead, you, unworthy, spray with me!
 Su Mingyue under the national husband’s Weibo: 
 I would like to be the first snowflake in an avalanche, a bowling ball in hail, and a huge wave in the tsunami, fuck, die, him!
 As a keyboard man with explosive combat effectiveness, her life is plain and wonderful. 
 Until one day, Su Mingyue received a lawyer’s warning letter, and she didn’t take it seriously. 
 Then she became the defendant. 
 On the eve of the trial, Su Mingyue appeared tremblingly in front of Demon Overlord Gu Qingfeng… 
 The man stared at her, his eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse: [Come on, do all the oaths you made on the Internet before to me! 】 
 The female protagonist is awkward, and the three views are touching. 
 The male protagonist is the flower of Gaoling, and the scum man is this scum.
 Content tags: rich family happy friends love war love and kill each other 
 Search keyword: Protagonist: Su Mingyue, Gu Qingfeng Supporting role: Other: Recommend the new book “Cottage Empire” 
 One-sentence introduction: What should I do if a man is too fierce? 
 Idea: Don’t spray people on the Internet casually
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 In her previous life, she was robbed of her identity, her status, her appearance and her reputation!
 She was reborn, transformed into a tyrannical tyrant, the almighty queen of the entertainment industry, tearing the white lotus with her hands, and being a scumbag again!
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 After joining the Jiang family, the father who occupied the Jiang family’s fortune: “When you were in school, your grades were not as good as your sister. She went to the top university, Imperial Capital University. How about you? You didn’t even get it!”
 Stepmother: “Even if you enter the entertainment circle under your sister’s aura, you can only live in her shadow forever. You can’t compare to her since you were a child, and you can’t compare to any place!”
 Netizen: “What 18-line pheasant would dare to touch the top of the porcelain? Education? IQ? Which one can you compare? It’s just a shame!”
 …
 When Jiangli was hacked by the whole network.
 Jingcheng’s master who covered the sky with one hand: “Compared with them than men.”
 Jiang Li: “Do I need it?”
 That night, his subordinates climbed up to the master with the information of a certain international tycoon they found…
 After a long silence, the master looked at his wife: “What else do you have that I don’t know?”
 A certain baby: “You don’t know you have a son yet.”
 “…”
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 Xiao Ming, a junior in high school, experienced the whole life of a high-tech planet Pan Shaxing science and technology warrior after staying up late to watch a novel suddenly die. 
 Xiao Ming, who was dying to death, found that science courses have become simpler. In addition, he also has Pan Shaxing’s technology system. 
 At the juncture of the college entrance examination, he started a different life. 
 From sewage treatment technology to domestic operating system; 
 From neuron chip to anti-gravity technology; 
 From DNA repair shop to conscious upload server; 
 Every black technology that changed lives came into being. 
 I appeared on the cover of “Time” and asked for the front page of “Forbes”. 
 “Forbes”: “This man has a monopoly on the world, we can no longer calculate his value …” 
 Technology creates the future, Xiao Ming should be the future guide. 
 Xiao Xiaoming: “I’m sorry, I seem to have skewed the human tree of science and technology.”
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 Xu Chuanchuan is a yuri novel writer who firmly believes herself to be as straight as a steel pipe. At one time, she even swore to herself, “I will never date my readers!”
 Afterward, Xu Chuanchuan inadvertently slept with the tycoon ranked first on her donation list.
 Later on, Xu Chuanchuan found out that said tycoon turned out to be her boss, and she regretted everything she had done.
 Reader: “The Lord has stopped regularly updating recently. Is she busy?”
 Xu Chuanchuan dared not reply truthfully to this question. While enduring her aching back, she responded: “I feel unwell, so I’ll be skipping releases for a day. /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~”
 Xu Chuanchuan had been living a sweet and fulfilling life ever since she had secretly acquired a partner. However, it seems her body was becoming worse by the day…
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 A cocky flat-chested girl brought up as a boy by her mother in the hopes that she will one day live a respectable and peaceful life away from the world of cooking.
 However, the blood of a chef ran strong inside Song Xiran, and she did everything she could to stay in the path that leads to cooking, and even ran away from home.
 On the way she met kind people and a mysterious young woman who also has a hobby of dressing up as a man.
 Is this fate?
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 Princess Leah wrote a suicide note ahead of her wedding.
 It was because she was certain that she would die after the wedding night; a miserable end of a princess who devoted her life to the country and to the royal family.
 But before giving up her life, Leah planned her last revenge to the family, one that would surely leave them in ruins even after she became a cold corpse.
 She would bring them shame by being a non-virgin bride.
 “Why did you throw away your first experience? Don’t you just want to run away?”
 “I… I want to die.” Leah impulsively confided to the man she slept with for one night.
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 Waiting for the blind president, naturally there is no secretive thing, bathing, changing clothes, happily living in the same room, looking in the mirror when there is likely a grimace. Anyway, there is impossible this man can do that kind of thing, but…… 
 “Cen Yu Hao, you even blindfolded my eyes!” She was so shivering. 
 “I gave you a lot of hints, blame yourself for being stupid!” 
 God! She changed clothes in front of him more than once! How long had he seen her changing? 
 “Cen Yu Hao, you rogue!” 
 He showed an evil charming smile: “Now I will really show you what is rogue!”
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 Does the protagonist have a system considered dead? No, in the future world, the system is a horrible commodity that everyone has, also known as wisdom brain.
 Although the system monarch is very unhappy, there are more important things before his eyes-“Can no one in this universe beat Qin Muge?!”
 Qin Muge snorted coldly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly in a mocking arc: “Only I can beat me.”
 Chao Ge: “My brother was the one who cleared the customs, the system caught the wrong person!”
 … But her complaints are of no use.
 This article is set: The queen is overbearing, unreasonable, liar, fine attack X focus, weird, love to spit out fine
 Instructions for consumption: 
 1. Demining instructions: The attack in this article is that the same soul at different times travels to different people in the same time and space. There is no blood relationship, and those who have not been pricked by the cuteness are welcome to go. [The author of the spoiler is so tired] 
 2. The gold finger of this article is strong, the author has a big brain, the game is set to cross the direction, and there are interstellar armors. It doesn’t matter if you haven’t read it! easy to understand. 
 3. The purpose is ‘I’m so I’m so I’m here’, and those who are thunder shall not enter.
 Content label: Overhead system in the future Rebirth through time and space 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Chao Ge, Qin Mu Ge ┃ Supporting role: Guards, Cool Mecha, Ling Jia… ┃ Other: Travel to the future universe
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 She, a modern hidden ghost leader of an organization which gathered insane prodigies proficient in the various differing skill-sets. Highly skilled in medicine and poison, executes covert assassinations, viewed as insane and demonic in the eyes of people of the world. Killed in an accident, and reborn into the body of a disfigured young girl.
 What? Face disfigured, identity stolen? A return to the family dim and hopeless? Her identity can be given up, her family can be forgone, but as for the one who harmed her predecessor who inhabited this same body, if she didn’t at least make them scream in unimaginable agony and throw them into a state of wretchedness, how could she live up to her demonic reputation? Endless turmoil ensues and it’s a battle to dominate over all! See how she shook the world dressed in a suit of red, her sword up against the dominant powers that rocked the Heavens! Her name spread across the seas, shocking the earth!
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 Li Yunlong shot himself, but his heroic spirit survived. He miraculously traveled to the world of special forces decades later and became a new recruit. When we come to the military camp in the new era, should we disappear into the invisible and live happily, or should we pick up the steel gun and protect the chapter in our hearts? From the test after test, Li Yunlong lived up to his loyalty, and his back was made of steel and cast iron through the baptism of blood and fire. This time...
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