Zhang Dadan sighed deeply and continued to ask, "Since there are fake account books, there must be two books. Where is the real one?"

Qian Dongcheng, controlled by a talisman, heard him asking about the authenticity of the account books. His eyebrows trembled, seemingly resisting the charm's control.

If he had been resolute more than half a month ago, he might have had a chance to free himself from the spell's control.

But now Zhang Daqi had already stepped into the building's foundation, becoming more spiritual, and the charm's power was even stronger. Could Qian Dongcheng, an ordinary person, escape?

So, Qian Dongcheng just struggled a bit, then obediently confessed, "The real account book is in the ancestral hall, hidden in a black box under the parents' spirit tablets."

Ancestral hall? Temporary spirit tablets? If it's really the style of a big family, but doing such things, isn't he afraid it would harm his ancestors' morals? Or are his ancestors just like him?

For a family, the most important thing is cleanliness. To lock up all the family's money, young and old, in prison, Zhang boldly lured him to confess, "Did your children steal a lot?"

Qian Dongcheng was over seventy years old. Although he was still domineering in the Qiantang River, many specific matters in his family had been entrusted to his sons.

Recently, Qian Dongcheng had sometimes been unconscious after taking drugs, sometimes fine. More importantly, he did not remember what happened when he was unconscious.

As a result, Zhang Dadan helped him with his medical treatment, and he knew nothing about it. Through the charm of questioning about his big theft, he remained silent.

"You... are you... helping to cure me? Why?" Qian Dongcheng asked, puzzled.

In Qian Dongcheng's view, after poisoning Zhang Dadan to death, he had completely offended Zhang Dadan. How could he save himself?

Zhang Dadan saw his surprised face, sneered, and said, "What do you think? Of course, it's for money."

For money? Qian Dongcheng's vigilance slightly relaxed. Given Zhang Daqi's poor wretch, it made sense!

Qian Dongcheng regained his spirit and asked, "Xinxin? Why isn't she here?"

"Madde! I think you are really confused! You are asking me now. You should be polite to me!" Zhang Dadan roared.

His roar not only frightened Qian Dongcheng but also scared Qian Xinxin and others.

However, under Zhang Daqi's bold pressure, they dared not approach proactively, they could only respectfully shout, "Doctor Zhang, what's going on? Do you need our help?"

When Qian Dongcheng heard the shouts of his children, he finally calmed down. He sat in the chair, letting Zhang Daqi boldly play around.

Seeing Zhang Bolun being very honest, Zhang Daqi stepped forward coldly, saying, "I'll remove the needles for you now. You mustn't move around. If something happens, I'm not responsible."

"Got it... got it! I won't interfere... won't interfere!" Qian Dongcheng nervously replied.

Zhang Daqi boldly listened to this, reached out to help him remove the needles, only to find he was indeed very stiff, like a wooden person, which was quite amusing.

"Are you especially afraid of death? To be honest, your lifespan should be quite long!" Zhang Daqi boldly joked while removing the needles for him.

Although Qian Dongcheng was very curious about Zhang Daqi's boastful words, he was also afraid that his answer would interfere with Zhang Daqi's boastful talking. He could only resist his curiosity and stay silent.

After Zhang Daqi boldly removed the last needle, Qian Dongcheng asked hopefully, "Zhang Daqi... Doctor Zhang Shenyi, do you mean... my lifespan is long?"

Zhang Dadan looked at his extremely expecting expression and sneered, "Mr. Qian, haven't you heard the saying, 'Good people do not live long, but the evil ones live for a thousand years'?"

Qian Dongcheng was furious upon hearing this, but he was not so angry with Zhang Daqi. He could only bear the humiliation and resentment.

However, Zhang Dadan said, "Yes, another term for you is 'the thousand-year-old turtle with an eight-thousand-year-old life.'"

Bad person? Bastard? Old turtle? Qian Dongcheng gritted his teeth, not daring to get angry, he could only charge out of the room, shouting loudly, "You bastards, why aren't you coming to see me?"

After scolding the kids, regret filled Qian Dongcheng's heart, and anger surged within him. Calling the children bastards, wasn't he admitting he's an old cuckold?

When Qian Dongcheng was extremely angry, his children rushed in. Seeing Jesus was fine, they were immediately overjoyed.

In the front yard, Zhang Daqi hit the ground hard and exclaimed with excitement, "Dad, you're finally better! The past two days, I was worried to death about you!"

Qian Dongcheng just glanced at him without answering, instead, he ordered his father, "Jin Dou, please pay Doctor Zhang Shen and let him go."

Qian Xinxin and Zhang Dadan agreed to the payment issue. People still didn't know the amount to be paid. They could only rely on Qian Xinxin.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qian Xinxin coldly replied, "Dad, you can transfer 30 million yuan to me, and I will directly transfer it to Doctor Zhang Shen's account."

Thirty million? At that moment, the children present were suddenly stirred up. 30 million yuan consultation fee? Isn't that too exaggerated?

Several of Qian Xinxin's uncles even secretly speculated whether Zhang had boldly agreed to give Qian Xinxin a kickback.

"What? My life isn't worth 30 million?" Qian Dongcheng also felt the pain, but when he saw his children's hesitation, he became even angrier.

How could these children dare to show any sign of filial piety?

"Dad, what are you saying? How can 30 million compare to your health? I'll transfer it to Xinxin!" Qian Xinxin's father responded.

After the transfer was completed, Zhang Daqi boldly looked at the text message reminder on his phone and said, "It's too late today. I want to stay at your house for the night."

Qian Dongcheng bore a grudge against Zhang Bo for a long time, and now he was even more irritated.

Zhang Daqi boldly followed Qian Xinxin to a guest room, constantly yawning, indicating Qian Xinxin should go to hell!

Qian Xinxin dared not stay with Zhang alone, and frequently yawned himself. He hurriedly retreated and said, "Doctor Zhang Shen, it's already late, I won't disturb your rest."

Afterward, he boldly nodded to Zhang before quickly leaving. He still had to go collect his reward.

Once Qian Xinxin left, Zhang Daqi boldly locked the door, turned off the room's lights, and then started practicing Jade Token techniques.

He had already entered the foundation-building stage. The meridians in his body were becoming increasingly strong. Every time he practiced, he could feel the power surging inside, even wanting to burst out.

Although this feeling was uncomfortable, it made him very happy because every practice session allowed him to clearly feel himself becoming stronger.

Zhang Daqi boldly practiced on the Jade Token for two hours, then left holding a flag and uttering a spell.

It was now around one o'clock in the morning. For ordinary people, this was the most tiring time, with the night's sky being dark, and the sun not visible through the moonlight.

On such a dark and windy night, stealing and killing were the most appropriate actions. Fortunately, Zhang Daqi did not want to bear the burden of killing, even though killing dozens of Qians was no problem at all.

Zhang Dadan left the guest room, groping his way along the north balcony in the courtyard. He soon arrived at a secluded yard.

Quiet didn't mean calm. The yard was full of patrols, constantly shining flashlights and searching everywhere. They were very serious.

Zhang Dadan hid in a corner of the wall, peeking at the security guards searching everywhere. He had some doubts in his heart. Why not just turn on the lights directly?

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