The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 304 - 0304: The Secret of the Talisman

Chapter 304: Chapter 0304: The Secret of the Talisman

Lin Yingying looked at Long Fei’s calm expression and frowned, "Don’t you find this very strange?"

Long Fei put down the invitation and lightly laughed, "I know about this."

"Huh?"

Lin Yingying raised her eyebrows.

Long Fei said indifferently, "A couple of days ago, I went to see Shen Yan’er, hoping to help you secure this project."

"What did she say?"

Lin Yingying was even more surprised, staring at Long Fei with a face full of astonishment.

She thought that Long Fei’s heart was all for Wang Xiaoya, not expecting him to still care about herself.

Long Fei said, "Shen Yan’er can’t call the shots. She said her Fourth Uncle has already gotten involved in this project, and moreover, he’s collaborating with the Wuu Family."

"No wonder!"

Lin Yingying suddenly realized why the Wuu Family seemed like a fish in water on this project these past few days.

The units in charge of this project were almost all speaking for the Wuu Family.

She said somewhat despondently, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier?"

Long Fei said, "Don’t worry, let me finish, okay?"

Lin Yingying took a breath, signaled the maid to immediately refill the tea, and wanted to hear what plan he had.

After all, she had utilized all of her connections yesterday, and even in Capital City, no one dared to promise her the project.

Long Fei continued after taking a sip of tea, "This Fourth Master Shen has recently become obsessed with Daoist studies. The Wuu Family acted as the middleman, spending a lot of money to invite a renowned Daoist academic from Xianggang to flatter Fourth Master Shen. This Daoist exchange event, I’m guessing, is likely centered around this Daoist Master. Fourth Master Shen sent you an invitation, didn’t he also send one to other company bosses?"

"Right!"

Lin Yingying nodded, having just asked a few colleagues over the phone, they all had received the invitation.

Long Fei said, "That’s right, I guess this Daoist Master is looking to make a move on something, so he called all you ’fat sheep’ there. Him agreeing to come over means he won’t leave empty-handed. He will definitely use Fourth Master Shen’s platform to stage a good show and make a fortune."

Lin Yingying furrowed her brow, "Do we still stand a chance?"

Long Fei lightly smiled, "Originally, I was planning to settle this matter before giving you a surprise, but now that you know, let’s go together on Sunday, and you will naturally see the outcome."

Lin Yingying sized him up, seeing his confident expression; it seemed like he had an idea.

She didn’t believe that Long Fei could snatch the project, which was practically in the Wuu Family’s mouth.

However, now that this was the only path left, she could only pin her hopes on Long Fei.

Long Fei moved his shoulders, feigning, "Aww, my shoulders are a bit sore from running around for the project last night!"

Lin Yingying bit her lip, well aware of his implication.

The project wasn’t yet secured, and here he was getting cocky.

Now he acted like he was the boss, and she, with no choice left, had to get up and obligingly start massaging Long Fei’s shoulders.

Her hands forcefully squeezed, thinking, "I’ll strangle you, you bastard, for treating me like your maid!"

Long Fei’s face showed pleasure as he patted her hand and praised with a light laugh, "Not bad, you’re teachable."

Getting a female CEO to massage one’s shoulders truly was the pinnacle of being a bodyguard.

Lin Yingying snorted, "Don’t get too cocky. If you don’t secure this project the day after tomorrow, I’ll have you kneel and wash clothes on a washboard!"

Long Fei chuckled, enjoying himself.

As Su Qi entered to report on work, she paused at the door, completely stunned when she saw Lin Yingying and him together.

She thought she was seeing things. The ice queen CEO of Lin’s Group, since when had she become so tender and caring?

There she was, obediently standing behind a little security guard, massaging his shoulders.

Lin Yingying felt awkward for a moment, quickly let go, and blushed as she entered her own office.

Su Qi made a dry laugh at Long Fei and followed her in.

Long Fei calmly savored his tea, thinking was this really so surprising?

Just a shoulder rub, a back knead, it was just the tip of the iceberg.

In the future, he was meant to be the man of the house.

Hmm, wishful thinking.

He made a phone call and asked Xu Dong downstairs to buy some cinnabar, a writing brush, and bamboo paper from the herbal medicine store.

The Daoist Master from Xianggang had come prepared, and he naturally needed to treat this seriously.

With only his martial arts, he was far from being able to deal with these otherworldly entities.

He had never used the "The Supreme Five Thunders Method" that Gongsun Sheng had passed on to him, and now was the perfect time to try it out.

He had only opened the Dantian Secret Realm so far, and another secret realm in his head had not yet been developed.

Therefore, he could only replenish his spiritual power by sleeping.

The Five Thunder Sky Gang Righteous Method is to summon the thunder using spiritual power.

The greater the spiritual power, the more powerful the thunderbolt.

When Daoist Sect members meditate, they are not sleeping but rather closing their eyes to nourish the spirit and accumulate spiritual power.

You get what you pay for, and for now, his spiritual power could be stored in talismans.

Although they couldn’t be triggered at will and the power was minimal,

it should be more than enough to deal with characters from the martial world.

Talismans, common folk have always misunderstood them.

Thinking that just scribbling on some scrap paper will exorcise demons and fight off monsters is completely nonsensical.

Drawing talismans is, in fact, rather particular.

The best talisman paper is bamboo paper.

Because the gaps in bamboo paper are large, and each gap acts as a space to store spiritual power.

Talismans are best written with cinnabar, but in its absence, black dog blood, chicken blood, or human blood can be used.

However, none are as clean as cinnabar.

There’s evil energy in the blood.

Cinnabar, being yang in nature, has strong corrosive properties even when soaked in water.

This substance is used to seal the spiritual power.

If cinnabar isn’t used to seal the spirits stored in bamboo paper, they will fade over time.

Long Fei filled a teacup with clean water to mix with the cinnabar, dipped his brush into it, and soaked it in the cup.

He cut the bamboo paper to the size of his palm.

Picking up the brush, the thoughts in his mind passed through the tip, stroke by stroke, onto the bamboo paper.

The inscriptions on talismans are essentially password locks.

When activated, reciting the inscriptions like password unlocks them, releasing the spiritual power from within the bamboo paper.

These were Daoist Sect’s closely guarded secrets, which Long Fei had pondered for many days to understand.

A Daoist priest chanting mantras and expounding on doctrine and the literal meanings of inscriptions are actually all empty talk.

The true essence, they would never disclose to you.

These inscriptions can be inherited from predecessors or created anew.

Once you grasp the principle, myriad variations will not stray from the essence.

With the final stroke, a mysterious talismanic symbol appeared on the bamboo paper.

Long Fei collapsed onto the coffee table heavily hitting his head, but showed no reaction.

Just a ten-centimeter talisman had drained all his spiritual power.

After such an expenditure, it would take a day before he could wake up.

He was prepared, having left a note for Lin Yingying on the paper beside him, "I am practicing. Please do not disturb."

Lin Yingying and Su Qi were wrapping up their discussion inside. Su Qi suggested pulling out early because, from any perspective, Lin’s Group had no chance of winning. Failing to withdraw would mean losing even more capital.

Lin Yingying thought it over and chose to trust Long Fei.

She wanted to take a gamble; if a business couldn’t take even this small a risk, it might as well shut down and sell sweet potatoes.

As the two came out, they saw Long Fei sprawled on the coffee table, soundly snoring away.

Lin Yingying took a deep breath and thought to herself, this guy says he’ll help me with the project, but instead, he’s comfortably passed out on top of it.