Chapter 262: What about the promised confidentiality?

At half past seven, Yan Qing woke up on time. As soon as he sat up straight, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

He counted on his fingers and determined that nothing dangerous would happen.

strangeness.

He had a strong bad premonition in his heart. He felt that something bad was going to happen. Maybe he had not predicted it correctly for himself, so he would go find the ancestor to do it later.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard some noisy sounds in the yard downstairs.

Yan Qing walked to the window, pushed the half-open window open completely, and looked down.

Just then, the person downstairs heard the sound of the window opening, looked up, and their eyes met in the air.

"It's Taoist Master Yan Qing!"

One of them shouted excitedly.

Yan Qing: “……???”

Looking at those eager and excited faces, Yan Qing's heart broke.

How did these people know he was here?!

Didn't I tell you to keep it a secret?!

……

Duan Qinghua slept very soundly and comfortably. It was the most comfortable sleep he had ever had since he was born. His body felt a lot more relaxed, and he no longer felt so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Could it be because of what Qiao Ci'an said, that there is spiritual energy in the village?

No matter what, Duan Qinghua felt fortunate that he decided to come to this village.

The bodyguards were relieved to see him wake up. They were afraid that he had fallen asleep, but they didn't dare to call him easily.

Duan Qinghua slept until 10 o'clock in the morning, which was rare. During this period, his bodyguards visited him countless times, fearing that he would die in his sleep.

After all, he had a precedent of sleeping straight into the ICU without waking up.

Duan Qinghua asked his bodyguard to push him to Yang Fan's house, planning to have dinner there and eat her fruits.

But when he went there, it was not yet lunchtime. There were many people in the yard, all of whom came to ask Yan Qing for fortune-telling. Yan Qing was sitting at the front row, his calm expression revealing a bit of despair.

Apart from him, there was only Tang Yuanyuan nearby, and no one else was there.

Seeing him coming, Tang Yuanyuan told him directly, "Qiao Ci'an and the others are in the orchard, and the Grandmaster has gone to the city."

Duan Qinghua nodded and asked his bodyguard to push him to the orchard.

Someone in the crowd heard the word "ancestor" with his sharp ears. He quickly turned his eyes and asked Tang Yuanyuan with a smile, "Little Taoist Tang, who is the ancestor you are talking about?"

"She is Master Yang Fan, the owner of the fruit forest here. She is the founder of our Sanqing Palace."

Tang Yuanyuan answered the question he wanted to calculate just now, "Didn't you say that you've been dreaming about your grandfather recently and that he had problems at work, and you were worried that it might be a problem with the ancestral grave?"

Zhang Anjun nodded. Yes, that was what he wanted to calculate.

He had been having problems in his business recently, and he often dreamed of his dead father at night. In the dream, the old man didn't say a word, but just stared at him with a pair of vicious eyes. He then realized something was wrong, and hurried to find Master Yan Qing to calculate it.

"Here, go burn something for your old man. Either burn it in front of his grave or on the side of the road. Remember to recite his date of birth and name."

"and then?"

"Go find a B&B in the village to stay at night, and then come to my ancestor to ask for a talisman paper. It costs 100,000 yuan a piece. I will let you meet your father in person at night and ask him in person why he is unhappy." Zhang Anjun: "???"

Just let him meet his father directly? That's not a good idea. What if he gets beaten?
Zhang Anjun looked at Yan Qing, who nodded, "Just do it this way."

Zhang Anjun trusted Yan Qing 100%. Since he said so, he would do it.

He quickly got up and went to buy something to cook for his father, and in the evening he would ask his father in person what exactly was wrong with him.

Others heard what they said and asked curiously, "Can we see the dead just by burning something for them?"

Yan Qing: "Yes, if you have relatives you want to see, you can burn something for them according to what Tang Yuanyuan said, and stay in the village at night."

"If they haven't been reincarnated, our ancestor can let you see your deceased relatives. It costs 100,000 yuan per visit, and each visit lasts for seven days."

If it is so convenient, then they will all try it.

They all took this to heart.

While the fortune-telling was in full swing here, Yang Fan was not idle either. She asked Qi Ming whether the warehouse could be used as a supermarket directly. It did not affect the situation and the warehouse could be used as a supermarket during the day.

But after eleven o'clock, when the express delivery came online, the items on the shelves were temporarily unavailable.

So early in the morning, Yang Fan took Xiao Lin to the city to purchase supermarket supplies. He found several suppliers, simply and roughly ordered all the needed supplies, added the shipping fee, and asked them to deliver them to the village today.

The two went to the city and returned to the town. Before they even got home, they were called by Li Wenlin to the village committee to discuss the repair of street lights.

Yang Fan directly transferred 500,000 yuan to him, asking him to repair the street lights and fix the bumpy roads, and to help her get a business license for the convenience store. He said he would come back to her if the money was not enough.

Li Wenlin was so moved that his eyes filled with tears. Yang Fan solved several problems for him at once.

The village is so popular on the Internet now, but those people in the Culture and Tourism Bureau are unable to seize this wave of wealth and have not made any move. No one has processed some of the things he has applied for.

Now, their village has its own entrepreneurs to support the development of the village!
The village can make any changes it wants; they have money!
When he goes to the town or city for a meeting, he will definitely praise Yang Fan in front of other colleagues and leaders and ask for some rewards.

When they returned home from the village committee, everyone in the yard had left, including Dan Yanqing and Tang Yuanyuan.

Before they left, they sent a message to Yang Fan that one of the people who came to see Yan Qing had some big trouble at home and needed to go to his house to deal with it, so the two of them went to deal with that big trouble first.

"Hey, is Taoist Yan Qing gone?" A male voice suddenly came from the door.

Yang Fan and Xiao Lin turned their heads at the same time and saw a middle-aged man breathing heavily.

Zhang Anjun bought some things for his grandfather and burned them as Yan Qing and the others had said. After burning them, he hurried to Yan Qing to buy talismans. However, he was stunned when he saw that only Yang Fan and the others were in the yard.

Where are the people? Where is Taoist Master Yan Qing?

"Master Yan Qing is out," Xiao Lin replied, "He may not be back until tomorrow."

"You won't be back until tomorrow?!"

Zhang Anjun was dumbfounded. "Then who should I buy the talisman from? Who is Master Yang Fan?"

Yang Fan went out early in the morning. He had never seen Yang Fan and didn't know him. He hadn't read much news about him online. But seeing that Xiao Lin could answer his questions, he told them what Yan Qing had just said to him.

Xiao Lin looked at Yang Fan with understanding, "Boss, he is here to buy a talisman from you."

"Wait a moment." Yang Fan said this and turned into the house to draw talismans.

Zhang Anjun: "Oh... OK, thank you Master!"

Until he got the talisman paper, he had not yet recovered from the shocking news.

Taoist Priest Yan Qing’s ancestor turned out to be such a young girl!