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Chapter Forty Seven

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    But it's just repelling.

    Daoist Cai can't stay in the Luo family forever, Zhao Xiaolan will not let it go if the Luo family is not dead.  When she recovered from her injury, she might come to her door again.

    Hearing this, the Luo family members were all terrified.

    The repayment promised by Luo Youheng was in the hands of Taoist Cai. According to the wish of Luo's family, he gave Luo Sizhong an idea.

    That is to take advantage of Zhao Xiaolan's serious injury and escape, and find a family to act as a substitute for the Luo family, preferably with some blood relationship, to ensure nothing goes wrong.

    Then he cast a spell to slowly torture the family to death, making Zhao Xiaolan mistakenly think that the Luo family was the one who died, so she let go of her obsession, reincarnated, and never troubled his family again.

    Almost subconsciously, Luo Youheng thought of his cousin Luo Minxin's family who he had always looked down upon.

    His family has five members, and Luo Minxin's family also has five members, which is just right.

    Under Luo Youheng's begging, although the terminally ill Luo Sizhong couldn't bear it, he had no choice but to recruit Luo Minxin's family to Yang City on the grounds of donating inheritance according to Cai Daochang's arrangement.

    Having said that, Luo Youheng's voice became lower and lower, and he couldn't help but look up at Song Fengchen, who was facing Song Fengchen's expressionless face.  He shrank his neck, lowered his head quickly, concealed the inexplicable feeling in his heart, and continued.

    "After Luo Minxin's family arrived in Yangshi, my father gave him 500 yuan and a small two-story mansion, and then asked them to sign a contract of sale drawn up by Taoist Cai. The content was probably to voluntarily sell it to our family as a substitute.  , no matter what happens in the future, there will be no regrets"

    "Luo Minxin's family is illiterate. We lied to them that they signed an inheritance agreement, and they really believed it."

    "Cai Daochang said that this is called using people's money to eliminate disasters. Only in this way, no matter how miserable the death of Luo Minxin's family is, this debt will not be counted on our family." Luo Youheng said in a low voice.

    "Five hundred yuan, five lives." Song Fengchen said in a low voice, word by word.

    It's no wonder that Daoist Cai dared to act so boldly, his feelings were fully prepared long ago.

    The contract is certain, the Luo Minxin family died, and the Luo Minxin family is naturally responsible, but it has nothing to do with him, Daoist Cai.

    Good method!

    Luo Youheng couldn't help but took out a square towel from his coat pocket and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He laughed along with him, and said cautiously: "Th-that's how things are, now you see?"

    As he said, his eyes fell on the six stacks of unity on Song Fengchen's right hand, and his intention to change the subject couldn't be more obvious.

    Song Fengchen responded indifferently, and then said: "So what does Mr. Luo mean?"

    Luo Youheng said repeatedly: "It's all up to Mr. Song to decide."

    After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, and quickly added: "As long as I can protect my family of five."

    Song Fengchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he tapped his fingers on the table, as if he was thinking about something.

    The air froze at this moment, and Luo Youheng and his son couldn't help but slow down their breathing, and their hearts went up and down with the beating sound.

    After a long silence, Song Fengchen finally said: "I won't touch evil ways like finding someone to die for me. In this case, the only way to start is from Zhao Xiaolan."

    Luo Youheng subconsciously straightened his spine.

    "Revenge by the ghost is justified." Song Fengchen explained lightly: "But the grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner. Since your father has already paid the price for this, this matter is considered to be an end. Then Zhao Xiaolan pesters  Your family has indeed gone through a bit"

    Hearing what he said, Luo Youheng couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "That's right, Mr. Song is still fair."

    Song Fengchen smiled, disapproved, and continued: "So the key to the problem is how to eliminate Zhao Xiaolan's malice towards your family."

    Luo Youheng and his son lifted their expressions.

    Song Fengchen lowered his eyebrows slightly, implying something: "I have thought of a good idea, but Mr. Luo has to pay a little price."

    Luo Youheng hurriedly said: "Mr. Song, please tell me."

    Song Fengchen said in a deep voice: "First of all, Mr. Luo must agree to reveal the truth about the poisoning and murder case back then, and return Zhao Xiaolan's innocence."

    Luo Youheng was taken aback.

    Once the truth of this case came to light, his father's reputation would surely be discredited.

    Even if you die, you will be poked in the back.

    but¡ª¡ª

    Luo YouhengLan was illiterate for ten lifetimes.

    Luo Youheng frowned, wondering what to do if it was unreliable.

    At this moment, there was a sudden buzzing sound from the burning copper basin.

    Luo Youheng's eyes widened, followed by a flash of red light, and the fire in the copper basin was instantly extinguished, leaving not even a trace of smoke and dust.

    Luo Youheng opened his mouth as if he hadn't thought about it.

    What follows is a long wait.

    ?Compared to Song Fengchen's calmness, Luo Youheng and his son were worried and fidgety, fearing that something might go wrong.

    Luo Youheng stared at the copper basin, looked up at Song Fengchen several times, but hesitated to speak.

    He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It had been almost half an hour, and his patience had reached a critical point. He finally couldn't help but said, "Mr. Song"

    Just at this moment, Song Fengchen, leaning on the chair and closing his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly opened his eyes, "Here we come¡ª"

    There was only a popping sound, and a burst of flame suddenly burst out from the copper basin, which disappeared in an instant.

    Luo Youheng saw with his own eyes that two apparently opened letters suddenly appeared in the originally clean copper basin. Just looking at the crooked patterns on the envelopes, they were not the same as the two that Song Fengchen had burned before.

    Luo Youheng and his son stood up immediately.

    Song Fengchen picked up the two letters and opened them, and there was an extra word "thank you" in the blank space of the letter he wrote.  In the letter written by Luo Youheng, the letter paper turned blood red, indicating that the contract had come into effect.

    Luo Youheng only felt his throat dry up, "Song, Mr. Song?"

    Song Fengchen smiled and said, "Zhao Xiaolan agreed."

    "Really?" Luo Youheng couldn't help but be overjoyed.

    Song Fengchen nodded, and handed back the blood-red letter paper to Luo Youheng.

    This was originally what he expected.

    After all, such a good offer is here, unless Zhao Xiaolan has a brain problem, otherwise it is impossible to refuse.

    Instead of saying that he is helping Luo Youheng's family, it is better to say that he is helping Zhao Xiaolan.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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