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Chen Molang asked the doubts of everyone present.

Xia Guhan sat on the swing and swayed, "Even if he is a person with great luck, his luck will dissipate sometimes."

——Once a person with great luck has been consuming his own luck, it is very likely that his luck will be exhausted. However, compared with ordinary people, people with great luck are not so easy to use up their luck. His luck was exhausted.

unless……

"Mo Qingyang did something unacceptable, and this incident used up all his energy." Miao Hangyin said suddenly.

God will not always take care of a person, even if he is a man appointed by him with great luck, once he does something against the moral law, God will mercilessly take back his luck.

What exactly did Mo Qingyang do?Can't even see the sky?

"More than that." Xia Guhan sat cross-legged on the swing, and added: "There is someone around Mo Qingyang absorbing his luck."

This is also the reason why Mo Qingyang's luck disappeared. He did do bad things which caused his luck to disappear, but there were also people lurking beside him to secretly absorb his luck.

Chu Junheng pondered for a while, then analyzed: "Mo Qingyang is a very ambitious person, and his luck in the first half of his life brought him help, allowing him to establish the Mo Group. One day, because of something, His luck has disappeared, and he can no longer enjoy the convenience brought by luck. So he steals other people's luck in some way."

Chu Junheng: "But other people's luck is someone else's luck after all. It might be able to help him at that time, but it also formed evil force and fed back to him. If things go on like this, Mo Qingyang's body will inevitably be unbearable." Tortured, diseased."

"But even so, he has not given up on stealing other people's luck, not only because luck can help his career, but also temporarily maintain physical health. But as more and more luck is stolen, Mo Qingyang's body is deteriorating faster and faster. This is a vicious circle, every time there is a problem with his body, he must fill in more luck."

"The reason why he spent a lot of time looking for someone with great luck this time is because the luck of ordinary people can no longer fill the 'vacancy' in him, and he must use the luck of someone with great luck. This is why he is so eager s reason."

"That's right." Xia Guhan nodded to confirm Chu Junheng's guess.

Mo Qingyang just started stealing luck, just wanted to use it to realize his ambition.However, he didn't expect that the evil power formed by his luck would hollow out his body, so now stealing luck is more of a "cure" for himself, and it's even beyond his means. reason.

Cong Min was confused when he heard it, and it took him a while to finally comprehend the meaning of Chu Junheng's words, and sighed, "Isn't this just drinking poison to quench your thirst?"

It may seem thirsty, but it will kill you.

Others looked at Cong Min one after another.

Cong Min—with a blank face, "Did I say something wrong?"

Miao Yingying: "You are right."

Su Pi: "That's right—good."

Even Su Pi's puppet doll responded, "Very good!"

"Then what do you see me doing?" Cong Min became more and more confused.

Everyone: "Because you are cute."

Compared with Mo Qingyang, isn't Cong Min, a man of great luck, just as cute as hell?A worthy mascot for their special department.

Cong Min:? ? ?

Why do you think a big man over two meters tall is cute?Where is the cuteness?

—Er San reached out and patted Cong Min on the shoulder, "You are really cute."

Cong Min: ...

That's all, cute is cute.

After everyone molested the mascot, they got back to business.

Chen Molang said solemnly: "Since luck can save Mo Qingyang's life, he will definitely not let Ji ... Cong Min go."

He almost spoke quickly and said the word mascot in front of Cong Min.

mascot, huh?Cong Min said that he was used to it.

"Boss Xia has already attracted Mo Qingyang's attention," Miao Yingying expressed her opinion, "I guess Mo Qingyang will come to Boss Xia soon."

Not long ago, Xia Guhan was in the private room of the restaurant - he had noticed Mo Qingyang's situation at a glance. They also heard the words when he left, and it was impossible for Mo Qingyang to remain unmoved.

Miao Hangyin: "There should be some people who can't sit still. Didn't Boss Xia say that? There has always been someone beside Mo Qingyang who is stealing his luck. This person must also have taken a fancy to Cong Min's luck. "

It is very likely that he is staring at Cong Min from the dark right now.

Xia Guhan was quietly listening to the team members' report on the situation. Ever since he sat on the swing, Gu Jinnian kept giving him the swing, and the feeling of swinging made Xia Guhan drowsy.

He glanced at Gu Jinnian.

After receiving his message, Gu Jinnian stopped swinging on the swing, but in the next second, relying on others not being able to see him, he insisted on squeezing onto the swing.Xia Guhan had no choice but to move to the side to make room for Gu Jinnian. Fortunately, the chair swing was big enough.

But after Gu Jinnian sat up, Xia Guhan leaned on him.

It's more comfortable than before.

Except for Xia Guhan, the only one who can see Gu Jinnian's Xia Gujiang in the whole process: ...

He looked away, refused the pot of dog food, and focused on the discussion of the case.

Since Mo Qingyang is a habitual offender of stealing luck, there must have been many victims over the years.Although losing luck will not kill people, it will also affect all aspects of life.

What needs to be done now is to prevent Mo Qingyang from stealing Cong Min's luck, and then to find the victims who were once stolen by Mo Qingyang.

Hearing this point mentioned by the members, a person appeared in Xia Guhan's mind - He Rui.

His luck was also stolen.

So is there any relationship between him and Mo Qingyang?

As soon as this problem arose, Xia Guhan heard someone's footsteps going upstairs.

Others heard it too, and the talking stopped.

After a while, He Cheng, the housekeeper of the villa, appeared on the terrace and walked straight to Xia Guhan, "Mr. Xia, Miss Mo is here, and she is waiting for you downstairs."

Miss Mo?Is Mo Qingyang's daughter Mo Ling?Why did she come here suddenly?

Xia Guhan slowly got off the swing and followed He Cheng to the living room downstairs.

Seeing Xia Guhan, Mo Ling stood up and nodded towards Xia Guhan, "Boss Xia, please forgive me for disturbing you."

"You need something from me?" Xia Guhan sat on the single sofa, looked up at Mo Ling, "Sit down and talk."

Mo Ling sat down and seemed to be sorting out his words.Xia Guhan didn't urge her, instead he yawned leisurely, his brows and eyes drooping slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

After a long time, Mo Ling said: "Boss Xia, I hope you can persuade my dad to go to the hospital for treatment."

"My dad has always been superstitious. He is obviously sick, but he has always believed that he is not sick. He insisted that luck can save him. This Weibo lottery and the treasure hunt in the playground were planned by him. We are children. Although I don't agree with his actions, but in order to make the old man happy, I have to follow his will." Mo Ling's brows were cold, and he would be softer only when talking about his family, "My brother is not at ease, take the initiative Coming to the resort, after confirming that Mr. Cong was very lucky yesterday, he rashly mentioned buying luck to Mr. Cong. It was too abrupt. But he just cared about it, and my brother didn’t believe in luck. He just wanted my dad to Heal with peace of mind."

Mo Ling first explained - Fan Mocen's motivation for what he did yesterday, and then quietly praised Xia Guhan, "Boss Xia must be able to see my dad's 'problem' at a glance, he must not be a simple person. Then you should be better than anyone else." Clearly, my dad is really just sick, and he trusts you very much now, so I want you to persuade my dad to go to the hospital."

The words are nice, and the implication is very obvious: I know you are a good deceit, and you can guess my dad's psychology at a glance, but this is a matter of life and death. I advise you not to deceive any more.

Xia Guhan understood what Mo Ling wanted to express, and Mo Ling was also very good at packaging these words so perfectly.

"What if what I said is true?" Xia Guhan didn't like to be meandering when speaking, he said very directly: "Miss Mo must have taken your father to the hospital, what's the result of the examination? What did the doctor say?"

Mo Ling's tone became tough, "This is my father's private matter, Boss Xia doesn't need to know."

Xia Guhan chuckled softly.

He finally understood the purpose of Mo Ling's visit today, and persuaded him not to meddle in his own business.

Xia Guhan stood up, and said plainly, "I don't care what Ms. Mo wants to do, but I ask Ms. Mo not to hurt innocent people."

A trace of shock flashed in Mo Ling's cold eyes, but she quickly hid it, "I don't understand what you are talking about, Boss Xia."

"I wish Ms. Mo all her wishes in advance." Xia Guhan replied in a nonchalant manner, and lazily left the living room.

Mo Ling looked at Xia Guhan's back complicatedly, and suddenly there was an impulsive emotion in her chest. She didn't restrain herself, but shouted at Xia Guhan's back: "Boss Xia, since you came to Shangjiao Island Therefore, we should have fun in Shangjiao Island and appreciate more of the natural scenery and cultural landscape of Shangjiao Island.”

Mo Ling bit the words "humanistic landscape" very hard.

Xia Guhan's footsteps paused, and the next second overflowed with a chuckle, "Naturally."

After the words fell, the person had returned to the bedroom and closed the door.

Mo Ling stood there for quite a while.

He Cheng stepped forward, "Miss Mo?"

"Send me back."

He Cheng: "Miss Mo, please."

***

Night falls.

—The car parked at the entrance of Shangjiao Village, and the person guarding the village entrance took out a flashlight and shone a light into the car.

The car window lowered automatically, and He Xiang poked his head out, "Uncle Jin, it's me."

"He Cheng, why are you free to come back today?" Uncle Jin responded to He Xiang's words, but the movement of his hands did not stop. He checked the car inside and out, and after making sure there was no outsider in the car, Just let it go.

He Cheng had to go through this situation every time he went home, and he was already used to it.After throwing a pack of cigarettes to Uncle Jin, I drove back to Shangjiao Village.

There are not many parking places in the village, and there happened to be an open space not far from He Cheng's house. He parked his car in the open space and went straight home.

He Cheng's parents were still asleep, and when they saw He Cheng's return, they greeted him.

Mother He is holding a little baby in her arms, and she is still energetic at the moment, jumping ahhh in Mother He's arms.

He Cheng hugged his son from his mother's arms, and asked casually, "Where's Xiaoli?"

"Still asleep."

He Cheng frowned, and said in disapproval: "Mom, you are too spoiled Xiaoli, she should bring the child by herself."

Mother He pinched Jin Suner's chubby hand, "Mom, isn't it because she gave birth to a son for our old He family in the first child? If she is like the daughter-in-law of the sister-in-law's family next door In that way, if you lose money by having two children in a row, do you think your mother can't get used to her?"

"Don't talk about Xiaoli," Father He changed the subject, "Didn't you work well in the resort? Why are you back so late?"

He Chengcai remembered what his younger brother had told him, and his expression became a little dignified, "Recently, a group of guests came to the resort, and He Xiang felt that they were not simple, so he asked me to come back and find my mother-in-law for a fortune."

He Xiang is recognized as the successor of his mother-in-law in the village, and his intuition has always been accurate.Father He heard that it was He Xiang who asked He Cheng to come back, so he couldn't sit still, "Why didn't you say it earlier! Let's go and find my mother-in-law now!"

The father and son hurried to the building built on the edge of the seaside cliff in Shangjiao Village.

At the beginning, there were still a few dim yellow street lights on the road, allowing people to see the road under their feet clearly, but as they got farther and closer to the edge of the cliff, there were fewer and fewer street lights, and the faint yellow lights were gradually swallowed up by the darkness.

However, the father and son seemed to be walking on flat ground, unaffected by the darkness, and came directly to the edge of the cliff.

There is a building made of stone on the edge of the cliff, which looks pitch black under the moonlight, and occasionally a few shellfish shells can be seen.

The stone house has two floors, the area is not very large, there are no windows, only a wooden door.

Father He stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door, "Grandma, are you asleep?"

With a "creak" sound, the wooden door slowly opened in front of the father and son, and an old man in his dying years stood behind the door leaning on a cane.

The darkness behind her, combined with the sound of turbulent waves crashing on the shore, is like a bottomless well that can swallow people up at any time.

Old people are really old.The white hair hangs sparsely on the scalp, the face is full of wrinkles, the skin has drooped, and the eyes are even more cloudy, and the pupils and the whites of the eyes can hardly be distinguished.

Wearing a blue dress, she wrapped herself tightly, only revealing a pair of skinny hands.

"What do you want me to do in the middle of the night?" The old man's voice was hoarse, but he spoke neatly.

"Mother-in-law, it's like this..." He Cheng stood up and told the whole story in a respectful tone.

The old man looked up in surprise, "He Xiang asked you to come back?"

He Cheng accidentally met the old man's eyes, and couldn't help shivering.Obviously those eyes were cloudy, but He Cheng felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Yes...it was He Xiang who asked...to let me come back." He Cheng quickly lowered his head, his voice fluttering unconsciously, as if there was a hand tightly holding his heart, fear followed like a shadow.

The old man stopped talking, turned around and paced back to the stone house, his crooked figure was swallowed by the darkness.

"bell……"

"bell……"

The clear ringing of the bell came from the stone house, as if passing through a thick fog, from far to near.

— After a while, the old man reappeared in He Cheng's field of vision.

She held a bell in her hand, shaking it gently, the bell resounded in the silent night, hitting people's eardrums and beating on the heart.

With the other hand pinching the formula, he muttered words, words that He Cheng could not understand.

The moonlight scattered all around was drawn and converged towards the bell in the old man's hand. After a while, the moonlight converged into a huge silver-white light cluster.

The old man stopped singing, and his cloudy eyes fell directly on the light ball.

This beam of light is connected to the upper reef, and you can see the past and future of the upper reef.

But this time, the old man only saw a dense fog, a vast expanse of whiteness, which enveloped the upper reef.

The old man frowned, cut a finger, and dripped a drop of blood on the light ball.

The blood was absorbed by the light cluster, and the light became more and more dazzling.It's just that the scene in the light cluster has not changed, and it is still covered in thick fog, making it impossible for people to spy.

— An ominous premonition crept into the heart of the old man, and she chanted faster.

In the next second, the scene in the light group finally changed, and the monstrous huge waves rushed towards the old man straightly.

The old man took a few steps back subconsciously, the light ball in his hand was instantly extinguished, and the moonlight was laid down again.

"Mother-in-law!" The He family father and son hurried forward to support the mother-in-law, but as soon as they touched the old man, the old man spurted out a stream of blood.

Now the father and son panicked even more, "Mother-in-law! Are you okay?"

The old man didn't answer the father and son's question, but shook off their hands and stood on the edge of the cliff with a cane.

Her body is particularly small against the background of the sea.

The sound of the waves echoed in my ears, under the dark moonlight, it resembled the sound of a baby crying.

The old man held the cane tightly, slowly closed his eyes, and murmured softly and weakly: "Retribution! It's all retribution!"

After a long time, she turned around and looked at the flustered father and son, "Go back."

Father He: "Grandma, that hexagram..."

The old man walked into the stone house and said in a blunt tone, "I didn't see anything."

As soon as the words fell, the old man closed the door of the stone house, and once again isolated himself from the world.

"Dad, what does mother-in-law mean?" He Cheng looked at his father in confusion.

Father He guessed, "If you don't see anything, it should mean that there is nothing?"

"How about I ask He Xiang?"

The two ran for a trip, but did not get a definite answer, and left the cliff anxiously.

***

Villa area.

Xia Guhan who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes suddenly, and he saw Gu Jinnian standing by the window, looking at the dark world outside the window.

Gu Jinnian heard the movement, turned around and looked over, "Why are you awake?"

Xia Guhan: "I feel the power of time."

Although faint, it is clear.

"Yeah." Gu Jinnian nodded and walked back to the bed, "It came from Shangjiao Village."

"Shangjiao Village..."

Xia Guhan was not surprised.

It seems that there are more secrets on this upper reef than he imagined.

Gu Jinnian climbed onto the bed, hugged Xia Guhan and lay down, "Sleep."

Xia Guhan rubbed against his arms, then suddenly kissed Gu Jinnian on the chin, "I can't sleep anymore."

Gu Jinnian looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes were full of sleepiness, but he still wanted to tease him.

Forget it, who made him—not provocative at all?

So he turned around and pressed Xia Guhan under him, and the cold breath blew in Xia Guhan's ear, "Go to the beach?"

Xia Guhan directly pushed Gu Jinnian away, turned his back to Gu Jinnian.

"I'm just kidding." Gu Jinnian immediately confessed, embraced Xia Guhan from behind, and kissed Xia Guhan on his fair neck.

The kiss gradually deepened.

I can't fall asleep, I can fall asleep after "tossing" a few times.

After returning to calm, Gu Jinnian hugged Xia Gu and said in a still chilly voice, "When can we have a sea view room, preferably the one with a private beach."

At that time, it will be easier to display.

Xia Guhan kicked Gu Jinnian's foot, and Grandet's upper body said, "If you want to buy it, I don't have the money."

Gu Jinnian: "..."

It seems that we should remember to hide the money there as soon as possible.

***

The next day - early in the morning, He Xiang came to the villa.

Today's itinerary is to soak in the hot springs at the resort's hot spring villa.

The hot spring villa is located in the center of the resort, and it takes more than half an hour to get there from the villa area.

Same as before, after He Xiang came for a long time, Xia Guhan woke up slowly, always looking like he couldn't wake up.

Hearing that he was going to soak in the hot springs in the hot spring villa today, Xia Guhan just came here—a little bit of interest, his eyes lit up.

But when he got to the minibus, he lay down on Gu Jinnian again.

It was a little late last night, Xia Guhan felt that he still needed to sleep again.

Although he fell asleep, his five senses were still sharp, and he could feel that someone was watching him all the time.

No need to look, Xia Guhan already knows who this person is.Thinking about leaving the villa quietly yesterday, it caught his attention.

Xia Guhan was too lazy to talk to He Xiang for the time being, found a comfortable position on Gu Jinnian's shoulder, and continued to sleep.

About half an hour later, the minibus stopped at the entrance of the hot spring villa.

Unexpectedly, Mo Cen actually waited for them in person.

Xia Guhan got out of the car slowly, when he heard Mo Cen's voice in his ear, "Boss Xia."

Obviously, Mo Cen was waiting for Xia Guhan on purpose.

Xia Guhan raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Cen, "Go in and talk."

Mo Cen immediately made a gesture of invitation, "Boss Xia, please."

The hot spring villa is a high-end consumer area of ​​the resort, and it is beautifully decorated. ——When you enter the villa, you can see the steaming clouds and mist, and flowers of various colors bloom in the mist, just like entering a fairyland.

—Pedestrians pass the flower path and come to the tea room of the hot spring villa.

Mo Cen led Xia Guhan to sit down, and made a cup of tea for Xia Guhan himself. Although his face was still cold, he lowered his figure.

Xia Guhan didn't answer, and only said: "Mr. Mo, speak up if you have something to say."

Mo Cen is not a mean person, since Xia Guhan said so, he simply put down the cup in his hand and said bluntly: "I want to ask Boss Xia to save my father."

Xia Guhan took a sip of tea, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "President Mo doesn't believe it?"

"I can't believe the facts." Mo Cen showed a little helplessness on his face, and handed over Mo Qingyang's physical examination report, "It is true that, as Boss Xia said, my father did not get sick, it was him - a month ago In the physical examination report, all the indicators were normal, and no disease was found. But you also saw my father yesterday, and he seemed to be tortured by the disease. I came to see Boss Xia today, hoping that Boss Xia can treat me Father's illness."

Mo Qingyang showed Mo Cen the physical examination report last night, and Mo Cen went to the hospital to confirm that the physical examination report was indeed true.

It seemed that Xia Guhan's words had come true, his father was not ill.

Xia Guhan hadn't received the medical examination report, so he knew what was written in the medical examination report without looking at him.Mo Qingyang is indeed not sick, it's just a feedback from the evil power of stealing luck.

"You don't really believe me." Xia Guhan glanced at Mo Cen lazily, and said firmly.

Mo Cen still didn't believe in ghosts and gods, the reason why he came to Xia Guhan today was just to comfort Mo Qingyang's heart.To put it more bluntly, it was Mo Qingyang who asked Mo Cen to come over.

Mo Cen is undoubtedly a dutiful son, he is willing to do things for his father that he doesn't believe in.Mo Qingyang wanted the luck of someone with great luck, so Mo Cen personally "purchased" luck from Cong Min; Mo Qingyang wanted Xia Guhan to "heal" him, so Mo Cen personally found Xia Guhan and put down his figure .

Although he scoffed at all this in his heart, Mo Cen did it anyway, in order to satisfy Mo Qingyang's wish and make him "peace of mind".

In Mo Cen's perception, as long as the patient's mind is comfortable and healthy, the condition will be more stable.

Mo Cen puts Mo Qingyang first, and puts his father first in everything.But he didn't know that his father also built a luck channel on him, treating him as a "grain reserve". Once he couldn't find other luck, or encountered an emergency, Mo Cen would be Mo Qing Yang's first luck donor.

Or maybe Mo Qingyang coveted his son's luck for a long time, but for some reason, he didn't steal Mo Cen's luck.

Xia Guhan put away his gaze from Mo Cen's head, put down his teacup, and said to himself: "It's actually very simple to save your father, as long as you return what you stole, there's still time for everything."

Mo Cen frowned slightly, his eyes flashed displeasure, he obviously didn't like Xia Guhan's use of the word "stolen" to describe Mo Qingyang.In Mo Cen's eyes, Mo Qingyang is a tall father who is the object of his admiration. The word "stolen" is too heavy, right?And some insults!

"That's all I have to say, the right to choose is still in your father's hands."

Regardless of whether Mo Cen believed what he said or not, Xia Guhan had said what he had to say, so he stopped entangled with Mo Cen, and prepared to go to the room to change into a bathrobe and go to the hot spring.

However, just as he got up, he saw an air flow slowly surging over Mo Cen's head, and the luck belonging to Mo Cen flowed into an invisible channel along with the air flow.

Xia Guhan clicked his tongue softly, Mo Qingyang actually started to steal his son's luck?