"Fang Yi, why don't I stay here too at night?" Looking at the brightly lit living room, the fat man was also moved. He couldn't let Sanpao take up all good things.

"Go back with me, don't make light bulbs here..." Fang Yishen dragged the fat man away. By the way, the couple finally had a private space outside a small hotel. What's the matter with the fat man staying here?

Moreover, they have always lived at Man Jun's house. They moved out without saying hello. This matter is too unreasonable. Before leaving, Fang Yi told Sanpao to go to Man Jun tomorrow to explain the matter clearly.

The next morning, Fang Yi went to the museum again. After sitting in Zhao Hongtao's office for a while, Director Li brought two house purchase contracts.

What surprised Fang Yi was that, except for Zhao Hongtao's house, Director Li and Chief Wu's houses had not yet obtained a real estate certificate. In this way, just change the name on the original purchase contract to Fatty and Sanpao's one. Director Li invited the staff from the Housing Management Bureau to have a meal yesterday and got things done early in the morning.

Fang Yi called Fatty and Sanpao again, and asked the two to sign the purchase contract respectively. The director of the Museum's Housing Development Department came to issue an invoice. As long as you file it with the Housing Management Bureau, the house can be processed with a real estate certificate.

As for the transfer of Fang Yi's house, it was also handed over to Director Li to handle it. After handing over the ID cards of himself, Fatty and others to the other party, Fang Yi took the bank account number given by Director Li and went to the bank to transfer the funds from the two houses. The one million in his account was only 200,000 yuan in one day.

"This money is really useless..."

Fang Yi thought about it and transferred 100,000 yuan to Sanpao’s account. Yesterday, he realized that, given Sanpao’s desire for the house, he would probably have someone come in to decorate immediately as soon as he got the key.

"I've finally finished..."

After paying the three cannons, Fang Yi felt relieved. Although only one million was spent, only one hundred thousand was left, Fang Yi was still very satisfied. After all, he now has his own home. In addition to the dilapidated Taoist temple on the mountain, this is Fang Yi's second place to settle down.

"Hmm? Sanpao, why did you come?"

Just as Fang Yi was about to return to the antique market, he suddenly saw Sanpao running into the bank with sweat on his head and asked strangely: "What's going on? Did Director Li and his friends give the wrong account?"

"No, it has nothing to do with the house..." Sanpao walked to Fang Yi, lowered his voice and said in his ear: "Fang Yi. It was the one who came here. She called me and was already in the antique market..."

"That? Who?" Seeing the mysterious appearance of the Three Pao God, Fang Yi quickly pulled him out of the bank. He didn't see the security guard beside him looking at it, right?

"Blue Lotus..." Sanpao's voice became smaller and smaller. If Fang Yi hadn't had the extraordinary six senses, he would have really not heard his voice.

"I said you boy. Are you so nervous?" Fang Yi couldn't help but shake his head and asked, "Have Brother Man gone to the store today?"

"No, Brother Man said that he couldn't get through today. His son was about to start school and might have to take him out for two days..." With Miao Qianqian watching in the antique shop, Man Jun was naturally even lazy to go there. He called Sanpao early in the morning and said that he could just let Miao Qianqian see the shop himself.

"Sanpao, please call Lan Lian. Let her go to Brother Man's store..." Fang Yi thought for a while and said, "After calling Lan Lian, you can call one in the store, let Qianqian come out to the stall first, and I will talk to Lan Lian..."

"Okay, I'll shoot them now..." Sanpao nodded. As a witness to that incident, Sanpao didn't want this incident to surface again. So he had to be more careful than Fang Yi.

The bank was more than 200 meters away from the antique market. After Sanpao made the phone call, the two of them also came to the market entrance. However, Sanpao did not follow Fang Yi to the store, but waited directly at the stall.

"Fang Yi, are you here? I'm going to the Sanjun..."

As soon as Fang Yi walked into Manjun's antique shop, Miao Qianqian quickly stood up. Although Sanpao called first, the former boss suddenly came to the store and Miao Qianqian was still a little at a loss.

"Xuanqing..." After Miao Qianqian left the store, Lan Lian, wearing a pair of large sunglasses on her face, stood up, with a little excited expression on her haggard face.

"Just call me Fang Yi. Now I am using a secular name, so don't mention the Taoist name again..."

Fang Yi waved his hand with a smile, turned around and locked the glass door from the inside, hung a sign on the door that was not open for business, then turned around and said, "Ms. Lan, sit inside. It is not convenient for people to come and go here..."

The antique shop has a large floor-to-ceiling window to the outside, and you can see the crowds outside at a glance, but by the same token, you can also see the situation inside outside.

"Mr. Fang, I didn't expect to see you again..."

After sitting down in the inner room, Lan Lian took off her sunglasses and said, "I went back to the city after the accident. I have always wanted to thank you Mr. Fang in person, but I haven't found a chance for so many years. Mr. Fang, please let me say thank you..."

Lan Lian stood up while talking and bowed deeply to Fang Yi. If anyone who knew Lan Lian saw this, they would probably be shocked. Who would have thought that the chairman of Xinbai, who has a net worth of billions, would bow to a young man?

"Ms. Lan, the courtesy is so generous..." Fang Yi waved his hand, but there was a difference between men and women. He did not stop Lan Lian from giving a salute. He saved the other party's life back then, and it was nothing to bear this bow.

"Not heavy, Mr. Fang, if I hadn't been you back then, I would have died in the mountains..."

Lan Lian shook her head with a wry smile. Although she had had several boyfriends before the president, Lan Lian knew her temperament. If she was really insulted at that time, she would probably fight to the death with the president when she woke up. Then she would still die.

"It's been a long time since the matter has passed, so I don't need to mention it anymore..." Fang Yi waved his hand and interrupted Lan Lian's words, and said, "I also know the purpose of your coming today. Have you been having nightmares for the past few years and then have a bad sleep?"

Fang Yi had the technique of observing Qi, and at a glance, he could see that Lan Lian's eyebrows were suffocated, her eyes were red and covered with bloodshots. Her complexion was extremely different. I guess she often wore this pair of sunglasses for cover-up.

"Mr. Fang, you...you really see it?"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Lan Lian no longer cared about politeness and said quickly: "Mr. Fang, the old god gave me a talisman before. I have never felt this symptom in those years, but since the talisman disappeared, my disease has come. You...you must save me..."

Over the past three or four years, Lan Lian has been to countless large hospitals at home and abroad for treatment. The doctors' diagnosis is mostly neurasthenia caused by excessive stress. She prescribed some medicines for her, but except for sleeping pills that can make her fall asleep smoothly, other medicines have no effect at all.

In addition to seeing a doctor, Lan Lian also found many so-called "experts" from both Buddhism and Taoism, and had also gone to Taoist temples to do rituals and sought "divine tools" consecrated by many eminent monks and masters, but these did not help her illness at all.

Seeing Lan Lian’s anxious look, Fang Yi smiled and shook his head, saying, “Ms. Lan, you are not sick at all. It’s just that your psychological pressure is too great, which often leads to nightmares…”

In Fang Yi's opinion, Lan Lian was indeed not sick. The reason why she was depressed was the obsession of the president who died back then, that is, a trace of spiritual power, which was placed in Lan Lian's sea of ​​consciousness.

If we use science to explain it, it is that when the president dies, his spiritual magnetic field has a slight impact on Lan Lian. The great fear of death is integrated into Lan Lian's own thinking by chance, which makes Lan Lian recall the scene when the president dies from time to time over the years.

It is rare for magnetic fields to affect the external environment, but there have been some things in history, such as when the magnetic field changes occur under heavy rain. Whenever there is thunder and lightning in a certain valley in Europe, scenes from ancient wars will appear centuries ago.

There is another situation that is closer to the situation of Blue Lotus, that is, some weak people in rural areas often have some things that are ghosts. The person who is upper body will become another person and can fully express the person's name and life. After verification, everything is said is true.

In this case, people with ghosts are actually affected by the spiritual magnetic field, but only some people with very strong mental power or with very deep obsessions will produce this magnetic field.

However, as time goes by, this kind of magnetic field mental power will gradually fade and gradually disappear. It is extremely rare to convert other people's magnetic fields into their own thinking like Blue Lotus.
Chapter completed!