My Target is the Male Lead’s Son

Fang Zhao blinked, "Boss?"

Receiving money, even if he is not the target of the attack, Fang Zhao will do his best to protect him.

Qin Yan looked at her for a while, and then smiled faintly after a long time, "It's up to you."

As Lin Xuan was still downstairs, Fang Zhao didn't dare to stay longer, afraid that he would fight with Da Mu. After changing his clothes, he quickly went downstairs.

When she went down, her senior was arguing with the big wood, and the atmosphere was tense, as if a fight would be about to happen in the next moment. Some people around were persuading them, but they didn't know if they were not sincere.

"Brother." Fang Xiao came to Lin Xuan and glanced at him, "Let's go."

When the words fell, Lin Xuan pointed to Damu and said, "You wait for me!"

"Oh, just half a fool of you, come to an uncle to squeeze one to death!" Da Mu sneered, and after looking at Fang Xun, he was surrounded and left.

"you……"

Fang Zheng grabbed Lin Xuan and shook his head at him.

Seeing this, he snorted coldly, and then strode out.

On the way back, he kept cursing the big wood, and said that if it weren't for the teacher's rule that killing was not allowed, he must kill the bastard.

Fang Zhao looked at the scenery flashing outside the window and whispered, "You can't beat him."

Lin Xuan's face changed as he drove, and he stared at her angrily, "I just didn't learn those harmful techniques. As long as I want to, that grandson is dead!"

Knowing that he was just eloquent, Fang Yu didn't say anything, but just remembered another topic, "The Qin family has a dragon vein. There must be a Feng Shui master who seeks dragons and acupuncture points in the family. If he can find dragons and acupuncture points, his attainments must be the ultimate. Why did Qin Yan invite someone at the level of Da Mu to be a Feng Shui consultant?"

Nowadays, the Taoist school is in a state of failure, and some people only have a little fur on the outside to bluff, but there are very few people who have the Taoism. Damu is only in the introductory stage. Like her master, he can't guarantee that he can accurately point out a dragon vein. It can be seen how accomplished the Feng Shui master behind the Qin family is.

"Oh, it's not easy. It's not easy to hide, or Qin Yan has been calculated, but he can't openly expel Da Mu, so I can only stay under my eyelids. The water of the Qin family is more than you think. It must be deep in the middle." Lin Xuan seemed to look very open, and it wasn't his business anyway.

Fang Zhao also felt that the Qin family was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. The world was full of dangers. For example, why did her master care about the Qin family so much? Is there anything in this Qin family that deserves the attention of people like her master?

You must know that her master is more than two hundred years old this year, and she has long looked down on money or something, what she wants most...

Fang Zhao didn't dare to think further. After returning to the apartment where Lin Xuan lived, she smelled a scent of incense as soon as she walked in. After changing her shoes, she put incense on the statue in front of the hall.

Because she will do it for that woman tomorrow, she drew a lot of charms with cinnabar and chicken blood in the evening. In fact, she is not sure about the amulet. After all, it is imported from abroad. Not the same.

When I went to the clubhouse the next day, the woman came very early. After seeing Fang Xun, she immediately pulled her arm with excitement, "Thank you, Master. Yesterday, after I wore Master’s beads, I never dreamed again. See that kid!"

"That is, as soon as my junior sister makes a move, she must get everything done." Lin Xuan leaned against the door and smoked a cigar, boasting and not writing drafts.

Fang Zhao glanced at him, then led the woman to an unoccupied room, and then laid out all the tools in the bag.

The woman looked at the cinnabar and charms she took out with some worry, "Master, these... can they really help me drive away that child?"

"Then you have another Gaoming." Fang Xiao's voice was cold.

She didn't want to say too much, using ghosts and gods to help her achieve her goals will sooner or later harm others and herself.

"No, no, I didn't mean that." The woman knelt down for fear that she would not save herself.

This is the room Lin Xuan often uses. There are other small things. Fang Zhao doesn't need to prepare too much. After changing into the Taoist robe, she stretched out her hand to the woman, "Give me the amulet."

When the words fell, the woman hurriedly plucked something from her neck and gave it to her.

As soon as the amulet was in her hand, the child on the woman's back glared at Fang Yu with scarlet eyes. Seeing that she wanted to throw the amulet into that nasty jar, he immediately rushed toward her!

Fang Zheng ignored it, the cultivator had a qi around her body, and ordinary ghosts couldn't get close to her.

Sure enough, the child floated to the ceiling with an "Ah" before she reached her side.

Putting the amulets into the jar, the child kept rushing on her with red eyes, and seeing that it was useless, turned his head and rushed towards the woman!

Fang Zhao picked up a mahogany sword, bit his fingertips, smeared blood on the sword, and then quickly shot it towards the child!

Everything was in the electric light and flint, and the woman was still stunned. She saw Fang Zheng shooting a sword at her, and she immediately hugged her head and squatted on the ground.

The peach wood sword slammed into the wall, and the woman seemed to hear a harsh scream, and looked at Fang Xun more fearfully.

The latter took the lid and titled the jar, then put a few talisman on it and placed it under the idol.

"Okay, I will let you know if I can supersede it." Fang Yu was a little tired, and after taking off her Taoist robe, he took her peach wood sword back.

The woman looked at this scene with a dazed expression, "Alright?"

Fang Zhao looked back at her, "You think?"

Nowadays, people watch too many movies and think that hunting ghosts will be very complicated, and they have to put on the altar. In fact, for a real master, it is just a matter of waving hands, such as her master.

"No... I didn’t mean that, Master, don’t get me wrong." The woman still had lingering fears on her face, and then took out a check from her bag and handed it to her, "This is a little bit of my heart, if the child really doesn’t Will haunt me again, then there will be a lot of thanks!"

After receiving the check, Fang Yu lazily glanced at her, "Anyone will grow old. I advise you to give your husband a son earlier."

She said it all.

The woman waved her hand triumphantly when she heard the words, "Master, you don't understand, women, when they give birth to a child, their body will change. By that time, men will not eat outside every day?"

Knowing that she was not rescued, Fang Zhao didn't want to say more. After sending her away, she packed up and prepared to report to Qin Yan.

But before she went out, Lin Xuan told her a big news!

Omu is dead!

"Although it was said outside that he was hit by a light on his head, the pedestrians said that he was doing a corpse training and was backlashed, but I asked someone to look at the photo of the corpse. If the skull is broken, ordinary feng shui masters will definitely not be able to do this. After all, all they practice is Qi. Apart from this, there is only a Hercules, but with Damu's means, ordinary people will definitely not be able to approach him." Lin Hyun sat on the sofa like a detective and analyzed.

As Fang Zhao packed his clothes, he said indifferently: "He went in an evil way. Last time he said he would take me to practice corpses. There must be a lot of corpses in the family, and ordinary people will be scared to death."

"Then there are only insiders!" Lin Xuan snapped his fingers, and suddenly said, "Yes, there is also a physical training. If you know a little bit of magic, Da Mu, the grandson, will definitely have no power to fight back."

Physical training is also considered to be half an insider. The cultivator cultivates Qi, and the body structure is no different from ordinary people. However, they will receive cruel training from an early age. If their bodies do not use any means, even with a chopper. It didn't work either.

Most of these people practice for physical fitness and longevity. Some are unwilling to enter the Taoist line to practice physical fitness. After all, there are too many disciplines in the Taoist line. Entering this line is just like being alone, widowed, disabled, poor, The widow was hooked, and her original parents went there in the second year of her practice. Her master still has no children, not without a wife, but this pedestrian is not understandable by ordinary people.

"Don't tell me, I didn't kill it anyway. This is also his retribution. He usually does a lot of evil. This is the cause. Now that he is dying, it is the result." Fang Zheng pushed the box and walked outside the door.

Lin Xuan wanted to say something, when she saw her picking up the phone, very quietly speaking.

"Boss? I'm about to go to your place." Fang Xiao pushed the box into the elevator slowly.

In the huge, rigorous and tidy office, Qin Yan leaned on the revolving chair at the desk, holding the phone and said warmly, "I'll pick you up."

"No need, I'll just take a taxi myself." Fang Zheng quickly refused.

Qin Yan pondered for a while before slowly saying, "I will send you an address later. You go there first, and then come to the company tomorrow."

"Good, good!" Fang Zhao answered quickly.

It wasn't until the phone was hung up that Qin Yan put down the phone, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.

The young man in the black suit on the opposite side twitched his mouth, and then asked respectfully: "Young Master, now that Da Mu is dead, there will definitely be suspicion on the Sanfang side. Should we push this to Lin Xuan? "

When the words were over, Qin Yan really thought about it. After a while, he said calmly: "No, it's too vicious."

Although he couldn't understand that kid, he was also Fang Xiao's senior.

The young man's complexion changed, as if he heard something incredible. It turned out that his young master also knew the word "vicious"?

"Don't worry about it, I just play with them, it doesn't mean that I will always play with them." Qin Yan said, suddenly holding his forehead with a deep expression, "The old man is going out, I have to go back next month."

After speaking, the young man's eyes suddenly changed, "Ten years, I wonder if the young master's mother will wake up this time."

"Heh." Qin Yan sneered, eyes full of fierceness, "Why do you want to wake up and be fed the so-called elixir again?"

"Everyone is just a **** on the road to "immortality" for the old man!"

...

According to Qin Yanfa’s address, Fang Zhao came to the door of a villa. Looking at the terrain, she couldn’t help but committing an occupational disease. She took out a compass and looked at Feng Shui and found that although the terrain was declining, the villa was facing the right direction. To make up for the lack of terrain, the trees in the front yard seem to be arranged according to the theorem of Feng Shui, which happens to be a gathering of wealth, but these Feng Shui furnishings are not the best. If they are given to her, they can be made better.

After greeting the security guard at the door, he went into the villa. An aunt was watering the flowers. After seeing her, she immediately put down the watering can and walked over, "Is it Miss Fang?"

Fang Xiao nodded, "Hello Auntie."

"Just call me Aunt Zhou, come with me soon." Aunt Zhou lifted her suitcase and led her into the hall with a smile.

Looking at the furnishings in this hall, they were all quite satisfactory. They didn't violate the taboos of Feng Shui, but there was no place to gather wealth. She didn't understand why Qin Yan didn't find a better Feng Shui master to do it. Even his brother is fine.

All the way to the second floor, Aunt Zhou took her to a room, "This is your room, just tell me what you need."

Fang Zhao nodded, and inadvertently scanned the innermost room on the second floor, "Is that a guest room?"

"Oh, that's Mr. Qin's gym. He will practice in it for an hour every time he gets off work." Aunt Zhou immediately replied.

Fang Zhao let out a "um", and then put the box in and packed it away. She didn't know if Qin Yan asked her to come here if she wanted to take the place of Da Mu. After all, she was not someone else's person, so it was easier to control.

After Aunt Zhou left, she hung the clothes in the box into the closet. I don’t know what she thought, she still couldn’t help but quietly walked to the gym and held the doorknob. She was a little nervous, but she slowly put it on. Push away.

The entrance was a dark light. When she turned on the light, she found that the room was really full of fitness equipment. Although she was a monk, her strength was only a little bit stronger than that of ordinary people. She couldn't lift the barbell with both hands, and in the end she was sweating profusely.

"Heavy?"

Fang Zhao's body shook. When she turned around, she saw Qin Yan standing behind her. He seemed to have just unbuttoned his coat and only wore a white shirt on him. However, the smile at the corner of his mouth was very dazzling in Fang Zheng's acting skills.

"Hmph, I just didn't use any force!" Fang Zhao said, and then poured the Dao Qi in his body into his hands, then lifted the barbell with both hands!

After finally lifting it up, she hurriedly put it down, and then sat on the ground out of breath. It seemed that she had used too much energy, and she felt like her whole person was hollowed out.

Crouching down, he took out a silk kerchief from his trouser pocket and handed it to her, "There is a specialization in surgery, and you are already fine."

Taking the Sipa and wiping the sweat from his head, Fang Zheng continued to sit on the ground and wave his hands, "I can't do it anymore, my body has been hollowed out."

She should go to see Feng Shui, this kind of physical work is not suitable for her.

"Are you still walking?" He continued to look at her "gently".

Fang Zhao gasped for two breaths, "It's okay, by the way, the boss, can you lift such a heavy barbell?"

Who can show such a heavy weight here!

Hearing her words, Qin Yan's expression changed. He looked useless?

Feeling that he seemed to be angry, Fang Zhao also realized that he was speaking incorrectly. After all, she is now her boss, not her friend.

"I'm not...you...you..." Fang Zhao was stunned as he lifted the two-hundred-jin weight barbell in one hand, his arm sleeves were bulging.

Impossible, it is impossible for ordinary people to mention it! unless……

"The boss still has muscles." She didn't know what she thought of, and jokingly stretched out her hand and squeezed his arm, and found that it was as hard as a rock!

Sure enough, he is training!

Putting down the barbell, he glanced at the little hand on his arm and smiled meaningfully: "How do you feel?"

Fang Zhao was so scared that he immediately withdrew his hand, and subconsciously replied, "It's very hard."

The author has something to say: I feel that the more I write, the more brain-burning I am. In fact, this is the story of a male protagonist who has cultivated to the extreme and wants to live forever.