Armor: Shura appears at the beginning

Chapter 118 The Magic Stick

At Tiantianhao Group, the atmosphere in the chairman's office suddenly became tense. Li Zi stood respectfully in front of Ma Tian and saw Ma Tian nod.

He spoke carefully: "Mr. Ma, I have something very important to tell you."

Ma Tian frowned slightly and motioned Li Zi to continue. Li Zi took a deep breath, and his voice trembled a little: "Young Master... Young Master seems to be infected with the virus."

Upon hearing this, Ma Tian stood up abruptly, his face turning pale in an instant.

He stared at Li Zi intently and asked in a trembling voice: "What?! What did you just say?! How is this possible?! How could my son, Qingshan, be infected with the virus?!"

Although Li Xiaochou, who was standing next to Li Zi, did not say anything, his expression was extremely solemn.

He knew Ma Qingshan's situation very well, so he agreed with Li Zi's words in his heart. He nodded silently to show his agreement with Li Zi's words.

Ma Tian couldn't believe this fact. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What on earth is going on?!"

Li Zi looked worried and revealed carefully: "In fact, the eldest young master's behavior has been a little strange recently. He seems to be deliberately avoiding us."

Upon hearing this, Ma Tian's brows twisted into a knot. He widened his eyes, stared at Li Zi, and asked sternly: "Based on these alone, how dare you assert that Qingshan was infected with the virus? What solid evidence do you have?"

Li Zi hurriedly explained: "It was Leng Xue. He witnessed the young master's illness with his own eyes, which made me come up with this guess."

The room suddenly fell into silence, and Ma Tian's face became increasingly gloomy.

He turned his head suddenly and glared at Li Xiaochou, his voice full of anger and confusion: "It's all your fault! Why hasn't your vaccine made any progress? Why did my son get infected with the virus first, but you didn't?"

Facing Ma Tian's anger, Li Xiaochou's face remained calm. He responded calmly: "I will advance the research on the vaccine as soon as possible to ensure that a solution can be found as soon as possible."

With Ma Tian's complex emotions intertwined, he finally turned his gaze to Li Zi. He took a deep breath, calmed his inner fluctuations, and slowly said:

"Li Zi, there is something you need to convey to Qingshan. Please tell him that I don't mean to blame him, and he doesn't need to feel guilty about this matter anymore. I hope he can return to us."

Then, Ma Tian continued to add: "As for the matter of Nawa Armor, I think we can temporarily hand it over to others to handle, so Qingshan doesn't have to be distracted by it."

After a brief pause, a determined light flashed in Ma Tian's eyes, as if he had made some important decision.

"Also, I have thought of a more important decision." He said solemnly,

"Let Kuohai come back. Perhaps he can bring us new hope and opportunities."

After hearing these words, Li Zi and Li Xiaochou exchanged meaningful looks with each other.

They understood that this was a sign that Ma Tian was considering replacing his successor. Li Zi responded quickly, his tone full of respect and obedience: "Understood, I will arrange it immediately."

......

In the Happy House, Duanmu Yan and others sat together, their eyes all turned to Shi Lei and Du Xiaomi in the corner.

Their eyes were filled with confusion and subtle smiles, as if they had discovered some unspeakable secret.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting together intimately, sharing a bowl of steaming ramen.

What is even more shocking is that they actually shared a pair of chopsticks. This intimate gesture undoubtedly stirred up a thousand waves in everyone's hearts.

"Duanmu, don't you think they are a little strange?" Lingling quietly approached Duanmu Yan, with a hint of disdain and ridicule in her tone, "Do you think they have some kind of special 'friendship'?"

Duanmu Yan nodded, with a playful smile on her lips: "Well, it is indeed a bit unusual. But should we give them some private space?"

At this moment, Jiang Zhong noticed something strange happening to the two people in the corner. He couldn't help but walk over curiously and asked with concern: "Shi Lei, Du Xiaomi, what happened to you two? Are you deliberately showing off your affection or have you encountered any difficulties? Do you need help?"

Hearing his question, Shi Lei and Du Xiaomi's eyes turned dim. They looked at each other and almost burst into tears.

"Oh, it's a long story!" Shi Lei sighed and began to recount their experiences.

"Recently, a mysterious guy appeared on South Street. Everyone called him a charlatan. He claimed that he had supernatural powers and could tell what was written inside the envelope. Many believers were deceived by him and suffered heavy losses."

"In order to uncover the true identity of this charlatan, we decided to pretend to be believers and approach him." Du Xiaomi added, "We thought we could easily expose his tricks, but we didn't expect..."

"He's really amazing!" Shi Lei took over the conversation with a horrified expression on his face.

"We followed his request and wrote down what we wanted to know on a piece of paper and put it in an envelope. But he actually didn't even look at the envelope and directly told us why we came. At that moment, we were simply stunned!"

"And then what?" Ma Lingling and everyone else asked curiously.

"Then...then he exposed our identities." Du Xiaomi shook her head helplessly.

"His aura was so strong that we didn't dare to resist. He threatened us that although we came to cause trouble, we had to pay him money as compensation because he had consumed his mental energy in communicating with the gods."

"So, you gave the money to him?" Ma Lingling asked in surprise.

"Yes, we really had no other choice at the time." Shi Lei nodded bitterly, "Although we were reluctant, we had no choice but to hand over all the money we had as he asked."

"Puchi!" Ma Lingling couldn't help laughing out loud, the sound was crisp and loud, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Officer Shi Lei, you two are so cute!" She teased, with a playful gleam in her eyes.

"You actually believe that this kind of charlatan has real divine power? Are you kidding me?"

"Yes, even if there is some kind of supernatural power in this world, it is absolutely impossible for that kind of charlatan to control it." Ma Lingling continued, her tone full of determination.

"If he was really that good, he wouldn't have to rely on cheating people for a living."

"Alas, we were too impulsive at the time and fell for his trick without thinking carefully." Shi Lei scratched his head awkwardly, with a regretful expression on his face.

……

In a narrow and deep alley, the sun shines through the mottled walls, forming a series of light and shadows. In this interweaving of light and shadow, a man and a woman suddenly stopped.

The girl is wearing a pink top and shorts. She exudes youthfulness, like a blooming flower, full of vitality and vigor.

She looked up at the road sign hanging on the wall, which clearly read "God of Bamboo Paper". Her eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a brilliant smile.

"Duanmu! We finally found it!" Ma Lingling said excitedly to Duanmu Yan beside her, her voice full of joy and anticipation.

Duanmu Yan seemed relatively calm. He nodded and looked firmly at the house not far ahead.

The house is quaint and mysterious, as if hiding endless secrets.

"Well, the charlatan should be in here." Duanmu Yan said in a deep voice. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of power.

"Let's go!" Ma Lingling couldn't wait to find out what was going on. She took Duanmu Yan's hand and prepared to walk towards the house.

"Okay!" Duanmu Yan responded, with a look of determination in his eyes. The two smiled at each other, and walked hand in hand towards the house where the "God of Paper Paper and Bamboo" was.

......

In the dim room, Duanmu Yan and Ma Lingling felt the strange atmosphere in the air.

Despite the light bulbs, the room was still dim, the candlelight flickered, and the air was extremely choking, making the entire space full of mystery and tension.

The decorations around, such as yellow talismans and other ritual items, add a bit of weirdness.

The middle-aged man in a yellow robe looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a cunning light in his eyes. When he saw Duanmu and the other man, he was stunned for a moment, then a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He pointed to the table in the middle of the room, on which were papers and pens, and said in a serious tone:

"Since you can come here, I think you should know the rules." There was a hint of threat and sarcasm in his words.

"Here is a piece of paper and a pen. Write down the questions you want to know and then put them in an envelope and give it to me. However, since you need to contact the God of Paper and Bamboo, you need to consume a huge amount of mental energy to borrow and use his power, so you have to pay attention to the issue of compensation."

He paused, looking between the two of them, "You can't do this without money!"

Duanmu Yan frowned slightly, then gestured to Ma Lingling. Ma Lingling nodded, walked quickly to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

She picked up the pen and pondered for a moment, as if thinking about what questions to ask. Her eyes revealed firmness and determination, as if she wanted to get the answer no matter what the result was.

Not long after, Ma Lingling took a deep breath. She held the paper tightly in her hand, feeling its weight and temperature.

This piece of paper seemed to carry some important information or emotion, which made her a little hesitant.

However, Ma Lingling finally made up her mind and carefully put the paper in her hand into the envelope. She gently smoothed the wrinkles of the envelope with her fingers, making sure every detail was perfect.

After finishing all this, Ma Lingling stood up and walked towards the location of the charlatan with light and firm steps.

She came to the charlatan, bent down slightly, and gently placed the envelope in front of the charlatan's table.

Then, she slowly withdrew her hand, took two steps back, and returned to Duanmu Yan's side.

Throughout the whole process, Ma Lingling did not show any panic or hesitation. Her eyes remained firm and clear, revealing an inner calm and confidence.

The charlatan sat there, seemingly calm on the surface. He slowly reached out his hand and gently picked up the envelope on the table.

Then the charlatan closed his eyes and began to chant a spell.

"Devil in the human being! Devil in the eyes! Devil in the heart!" The voice of the charlatan echoed in the air.

"The fog in my heart..."