Seeing that Fu Yutang seemed to want to complain for himself, Feng Xingling raised his hand and said, "That's enough, don't take this opportunity to brag."

Fu Yutang laughed and said, "Did you figure this out?"

"Need I say more? How could I not understand you?" Feng Xingling glanced at her, took out a triangular object from his arms and threw it to her, "I won't talk to you any more, take this!"

Fu Yutang subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, and when he looked down, he saw that it was an amulet.

"This is?"

"For you." Feng Xingling looked around and then lowered his voice and said, "There shouldn't be anything like that around here, right? I got this amulet from Huguo Temple... I don't know if it's useful, but it's better to have it than not. Put it away before they see it. As for your sudden ability to see ghosts, I wanted to ask Master Huixin if there was a solution, but unfortunately he went out to travel half a month ago and won't be back for a month or two. But don't worry, I've asked the monks at Huguo Temple to notify me immediately once Master Huixin returns."

"You went to the Huguo Temple specially?" Fu Yutang asked in surprise.

"Of course." Feng Xingling looked at her and said as a matter of course: "You are my brother, I can't just watch you being haunted by a ghost, right?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yutang curved his eyes and smiled.

Although the amulet was obviously useless, it was a token of the other party's kindness. She carefully put the amulet into the pouch on her waist and said sincerely, "Actually, Dagui and the others have no ill intentions. But thank you anyway."

Feng Xingling said speechlessly: "When did you become so distant? You were never so polite when I was asked to do something for you before."

Fu Yutang said, "I'm just being polite." After a pause, he asked, "Is this what you've been busy with recently?"

"Not entirely..."

Feng Xingling scratched his head and looked at Fu Yutang, who was hesitant to speak. He didn't know how to start. After waiting for a long time, he said, "Well, actually, Zen Master Huixin is also very proficient in the art of medicine. I just want to ask him if he has a way to cure patients who take fantasy as reality and imagine that others like them."

Seemingly unwilling to talk more on this topic, he quickly changed the subject, "Who would have known that when I just came back from the Huguo Temple, I heard that the people in Beijing were saying that you raped old Ning Anbo in the street last night, and Ning Anbo avenged his father today and brought people to massacre your mansion. When I heard it, I hurried over. As a result..."

Feng Xingling glanced at her and said helplessly: "You already know what happened next."

Who is spreading rumors like this?

Why would she rob old Mr. Ning An for no reason?

She doesn’t even know whether old Mr. Ning An is round or flat!

Fu Yutang was speechless and said, "I have no grudge against old Earl Ning An, why would I rob an old man like him? I'm not short of money. The person who spread the rumor is heartless, right? He can come up with such an outrageous rumor!"

She is a good young person who respects the elderly and loves the young!

It is absolutely impossible to do something like robbing an elderly person.

Feng Xingling corrected him, "It's not robbery, it's force. It's forcing oneself."

"what?"

Fu Yutang was startled, wondering if he had heard it wrongly, "What did you say?! I raped old Ning Anbo?"

Feng Xingling nodded seriously, "Although it's outrageous, that's what everyone says."

Fu Yutang: "..."

Who is ruining her reputation?

A mouthful of blood almost spurted out of his throat, and Fu Yutang angrily asked, "Who is it? Who made up the story about me?"

If you want to spread rumors, at least choose a better target for the rumors.

What's the point of picking an old man who is over fifty years old?

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