Yu Xiaozheng rushed back home in the rain.

After driving into the garage, he leaned on the seat and breathed weakly.

At this moment, he was in a mess and didn't know what to do.

While he was stunned, his cell phone vibrated.

He picked up his cell phone blankly and saw that it was his wife Han Fang calling. He took a deep breath and sat up, "Hey?"

"Xiaozheng, are you back?" Han Fang asked anxiously.

"I'm back," Yu Xiaozheng said, "I'll go up as soon as I entered the garage."

Han Fang breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."

Yu Xiaozheng hung up the phone, rubbed his face, cheered up, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked out of the garage.

Han Fang had already come out with an umbrella.

Seeing Yu Xiaozheng coming out of the garage, she quickly walked to him and covered his body with an umbrella.

Yu Xiaozheng took his beloved wife into his arms. The two shared an umbrella. They walked to the door, put away the umbrella, opened the door and walked into the villa.

In the living room, two women were waiting for him.

After Yu Xiaozheng came in, he walked a few steps to them and shouted respectfully, "Grandma, mom."

The older one is Yu Xinzhi's wife, named Song Zhihua; the younger one is Yu Jinglian's wife, named Hu Xiaofen.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were waiting anxiously. Seeing that Yu Xiaozheng was back, they quickly got up and asked him in unison, "How is it? Have you seen that child?"

"See you," Yu Xiaozheng sighed, "But he doesn't care... let's ask Gao Ming for another one."

"Don't worry?" Song Zhihua was stunned, "Is it because of the lack of money?"

"We will give as much as he wants," Hu Xiaofen said anxiously, "Money is not a problem!"

"They didn't wait for me to withdraw money at all," Yu Xiaozheng smiled bitterly, "I just said it directly, it's not convenient to care. I said it was a sin done by our family. Now I'm looking for us, let's invite Gao Ming..."

"What is our family doing?" Song Zhihua's face sank, "What does he mean?!"

"Mom, don't worry..." Hu Xiaofen looked at her son, "Why did he say that?"

"That's what he said," Yu Xiaozheng said, "I asked him why, but he refused to say it. Uncle Zhao didn't care about him, so he asked me to come back."

"Hmph! What real skills can a young boy have?" Song Zhihua sneered, "That's what our family has done?! Who doesn't know how much money we have donated over the years? How many good things have we done? If we do evil, will there be no evil?"

"Mom, don't be excited..." Hu Xiaofen advised.

"Yes, grandma, you have a bad heart, don't be excited," Han Fang also advised.

Yu Xiaozheng looked at grandma, "Grandma, I have to tell the truth, don't be angry, this young master is indeed amazing."

"What do you mean?" asked the three women together.

"My intuition," Yu Xiaozheng said, "When I talked about our family, he sat opposite me, listening silently, very quiet. Later, he said no, I knelt down for him and begged him, but what about him? He was unmoved at all, and was so calm that he was scary. Such a person must have real skills and had seen big scenes..."

"Bad!" Song Zhihua sneered, "A furry child, who is only eighteen or nineteen years old, what real skills can he have?! If he has real skills, why doesn't he care about our family affairs? To put it bluntly, he just can't control it!"

"Grandma, don't say that," Han Fang said, "Now we are begging others. If this is spread, then we will do this..." "No, don't ask him!" Song Zhihua waved his hand, "There are some experts in the capital, some of them are masters! I don't believe it. Besides him, it's not possible?"

"If it works, we don't have to beg him," Hu Xiaofen sighed, "Mom, please calm down and go upstairs to rest first. Let's find a way to do this."

"Send someone to Wudang Mountain!" Song Zhihua said loudly, "Didn't Zhu Zhimao say that he came from Wudang Mountain? I don't believe that there is no one else on Wudang Mountain, so I send someone to find him! If you can't find Wudang Mountain, go to Maoshan and Longhu Mountain. I don't believe that you can't find someone!"

"Okay, okay, you go and rest first." Hu Xiaofen coaxed her, "We will send someone to find her right away."

"Grandma, go upstairs first," Han Fang also said, "Let's go find it now."

Song Zhihua instructed Yu Xiaozheng, "Do it quickly! Find someone quickly!"

"Okay", Yu Xiaozheng nodded.

"Mom, I'll help you up there," said Hu Xiaofen.

Song Zhihua snorted and went upstairs cursingly.

After the old lady went upstairs, the young couple breathed a sigh of relief and came to the sofa to sit down.

"How is Dad?" Yu Xiaozheng asked Han Fang.

"Like grandpa and the others," Han Fang said.

Yu Xiaozheng sighed and smiled helplessly, "I'm almost..."

"Don't say anything," Han Fang comforted him with tears in her eyes, "Now you are the only man in the family. If something happens again, this family will be over... If we find someone again, someone will definitely help us..."

Yu Xiaozheng hugged her in his arms and sighed, "That child said, ask me to find someone quickly, otherwise I will be next. But now, who else can we find?"

"Is there no one else when I go to Beijing?" Han Fang asked.

Yu Xiaozheng smiled bitterly, "There are many people, but they don't care about things. Do you think others can control them?"

"I don't quite understand..."

"This child is named Wu Youyou. He was born in the Wu family in Cangcheng. He is famous in the world and has a respectable status," Yu Xiaozheng said, "his great-grandfather is Wu Niansheng. He was known as the saint of plum blossoms at that time. It is said that all Feng Shui masters had to respect and call him Uncle Fourth when they met the old man. His father was Wu Zheng. Twenty years ago, he was the youngest Feng Shui master in Yanxia and the highest value. He was a legendary figure. It is said that he went to Zhongnan Mountain to retreat and then left the world. This child got the true teachings of his great-grandfather and his father. Although he was young, his ability was definitely not good. Are there any other Feng Shui masters in Shangjing comparing with him?"

"How did you know these?" Han Fang asked.

"This is what my father told me," Yu Xiaozheng said, "Before my father had an accident, I had inquired about the situation of the Wu family. Of course, Uncle Zhao also said these, but my father could not trust him, he only believed in himself."

Han Fang sighed, "But no matter how powerful he is, we can't count on it. Others may not be as good as him, but those who may not be as good as him cannot control our affairs. What do you think?"

Yu Xiaozheng looked at her belly, "Fang, I'm not afraid of death, really... But you just got pregnant. What if I die, what will you do with your child? I'm worried about you..."

Han Fang held his mouth, "Then don't give up, let's go find someone! Find someone who can save us!"

Yu Xiaozheng looked at his wife and nodded silently.

He took out his cell phone, thought for a while, and called Lao Zhao, "Uncle Zhao, who else can save us except the young master? Please recommend someone to us."

Old Zhao pondered for a long time and sighed, "You... go to Xishan to try it."

Yu Xiaozheng's heart moved, "Xishan? Are you talking about Taoist Master Wang Bao?"

"Yes," Lao Zhao said.

"We have looked for him, and his apprentice said he is in seclusion..." Yu Xiaozheng said.

"Then I can't think of anyone else," said Lao Zhao.

Yu Xiaozheng hesitated for a moment and looked at Han Fang.

Han Fang nodded.

Yu Xiaozheng understood and said to Lao Zhao, "Okay! Thank you, Uncle Zhao, let's go to the West Mountain now!"

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