AWB Chapter 173 Backlash
Chapter 173 Backlash
Although buying a novel website does not mean that you own the author's film and television copyrights, it does mean that you have the right of first refusal.
The system seemed reluctant to let Xu Youyou get it for free, and its response was just a cold line of words: [Find it yourself.]
Xu Youyou didn't get angry when she saw it was so arrogant, but instead asked curiously, "Tongbao, what is this metaphysical protective shield?"
Xu Youyou lightly clicked to receive the reward. The next second, a white light flashed, and a layer of transparent golden protective shield appeared on her body.
Before she could sigh, she heard a sound like an eggshell breaking, and the golden protective shield suddenly shattered to the ground and gradually disappeared.
[The metaphysical protection shield has been used. The host is now unprotected. Please complete the task as soon as possible to obtain the next metaphysical protection shield.]
Xu Youyou:?
Xu Youyou didn't feel anything. The reward she had just received was gone, and her head was confused.
"Does it have to be so plastic?" Xu Youyou couldn't help but say. She felt as if she had received an experience card. It didn't look like a protective shield, but more like fireworks flashing before her eyes.
The system's response was exceptionally cold: [Just because you can't see the attack doesn't mean it doesn't exist.]
At this time, they were in a Chinese-style villa more than ten kilometers away from Xu Youyou.
In a room that looked like a Buddhist temple, a thin middle-aged man in a black robe sat cross-legged on a cushion on the ground. There was no modern lighting in the room, but seven circles of candles were lit around him, making the room very bright.
He was facing a painting of three skulls connected together. Looking at it for a second would make one feel dizzy.
There was clearly no one around him, but there were bursts of low chanting sounds in the air.
In the yard outside the house not far away, forty-nine people were kneeling in seven rows, filling the entire yard.
Liu Dazhi was kneeling in the first row. He suddenly felt cold all over and his expression became dazed. He felt like a small boat in the sea being hit by the waves, or like a rapeseed that had been drained of water.
It was as if all of a sudden, all my energy and spirit were gone, and I became confused and dazed.
He looked around and saw that the younger brothers beside him had the same dazed look on their faces as he did.
"Big brother!"
Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from inside the room.
Although Liu Dazhi was curious, he didn't dare to look into the house at all. He even raised his hand to block the younger brother behind him who stretched his neck to look inside.
"Behave yourself and don't look around." Liu Dazhi scolded in a low voice.
The younger brother shrank his neck and asked in a low voice, "Brother Liu, what on earth are we kneeling here for every month? If I didn't get two thousand yuan a day kneeling, I wouldn't kneel."
Liu Dazhi has a higher status than his younger brothers in the Red Dragon King's team. The price for kneeling here for a day is also higher, and he can get an extra 10,000 yuan.
Although it is said that you have to kneel for one day, in fact you kneel once a month, and each time it is no more than an hour. As long as you kneel, you can get at least 2,000 yuan, so most of the guys are happy to kneel here.
But today the kneeling time seemed to be extra long, and it seemed to have been more than an hour now. Even though there were cushions underneath, everyone felt more or less uncomfortable in their knees.
Just when everyone was at a loss, a man suddenly walked out of the room. He was the Red Dragon King's deputy, his surname was Zhang, and everyone generally called him Master.
"Go and invite Doctor Wang over!" said Master Zhang with a serious face.
When Liu Dazhi heard this, he stood up immediately. However, perhaps because he had been kneeling on the ground for too long, his legs and feet were numb and he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the younger brother next to him was quick to support him.
The master glanced at Liu Dazhi and said meaningfully, "You've worked hard today, go and rest first!"
Liu Dazhi responded respectfully.
The master looked at the younger brother next to Liu Dazhi and said, "Go and ask for help."
The younger brother was young, and even though he had been kneeling for just as long, he was still very quick to get up. Almost as soon as he agreed, he rolled into the next yard without stopping at all.
The master narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at his younger brother running frantically, and said softly, "It's great to be young."
When Liu Dazhi heard this, his heart suddenly stopped.
He vaguely remembered that the reason why he was able to become a middle-level manager in the team was because his previous leader was physically exhausted like he was today, so his mentor turned to his younger self to do things.
At that time, he was also a younger brother, working behind an older brother named Zhao.
Where is Brother Zhao now?
Liu Dazhi tried hard to recall and finally found some memories about Brother Zhao from the corners. The other party had made trouble one time and was sent to other places to expand business.
For more than a year, Brother Zhao, who loves sharing fishing videos, has not sent him any fishing results, and his circle of friends is still limited to sharing photos of morning fishing from a year ago.
Doctor Wang came quickly. He was the Red Dragon King's personal doctor. He was wearing a brown Hanfu robe and carrying an old-fashioned medicine box.
The Red Dragon King is different from others. He looks like an extremely old-fashioned person. Whenever he is sick or uncomfortable, he goes to see a Chinese doctor. He does not trust any Western medicine. Not only does he support Doctor Wang, he also uses the villa next door as Doctor Wang's Chinese medicine clinic.
The Chinese Medicine Hall preserves a large number of precious Chinese medicinal materials. Everyone who passes by the yard can smell the rich aroma of herbs.
After Doctor Wang entered the room, he saw the Red Dragon King lying on a couch on the side. His face was as pale as gold paper, and he looked nothing like the man he used to be.
As soon as the doctor placed his hand on the Red Dragon King's pulse, he couldn't help but let out a "hiss".
"Doctor Wang, what happened to my elder brother?" asked Master Zhang.
The latter frowned slightly: "What did the Dragon King do? Why did he suddenly lose both energy and blood?"
Doctor Wang was considered one of our own, and Master Zhang, with a gloomy expression on his face, didn't hide anything from him. He said, "Brother attempted a ritual, and it seemed like it would succeed, but for some reason it backfired, and he vomited blood all over the floor."
There is still a pool of black blood on the ground, which looks very creepy.
Doctor Wang sighed and said, "Such a serious deficit cannot be made up in one or two strokes."
Master Zhang's face was filled with anxiety. He asked, "Could it be that taking the Bu Tian Pills is useless?"
Doctor Wang shook his head and said in a low voice, "Master, if it really doesn't work, please take him abroad."
Some things are not convenient to do in the country, but they are completely different abroad.
The master nodded helplessly.
At seven o'clock the next morning, the Red Dragon King finally woke up and said, "Water."
The master kept a whole bowl of warm water by the bed and immediately poured it into the Red Dragon King's mouth.
"Brother, who were you performing the ritual on before?" Master Zhang asked.
The Red Dragon King's heart was still in agony, and he uttered a name with a gloomy face: "Xu Youyou..."