Master Tingyun has already contacted people from the Xuanmen sect to handle the aftermath.

The feng shui layout of the backyard is clearly problematic; it's a place where yin energy gathers, and people are easily affected by the energy field once they enter.

Those lay Buddhists who aid and abet evil are just ordinary people, yet they willingly associate with evil spirits and allow evil ghosts to possess them.

The Fortune-Turning Immortal had known all along that a Taoist priest had infiltrated the group tonight, and it had no intention of letting this group of people return alive.

Those lay Buddhists who are possessed are its other trump card.

The small evil spirit that Chu Yuqi killed was just a bait; the real killing blow was aimed at those lay Buddhists who thought they were ordinary people.

Unfortunately, Mingzhuo immediately sensed something was wrong upon entering. He swiftly subdued the lay Buddhists and killed the evil spirits, forcing the malevolent spirits to take matters into their own hands.

In the end, he still couldn't defeat Mingzhuo and failed in the face of absolute strength.

Master Tingyun stood in front of the door that Mingzhuo had kicked off, and couldn't help but marvel.

The front yard represents life and the back yard represents death. During the day, the vital energy is abundant, covering the yin energy in the back yard; at night, the yin energy is strong, and danger lurks everywhere.

The feng shui arrangement cleverly concealed the strangeness of this place, causing the evil spirits to quickly cultivate into evil gods, while the Xuanmen (Taoist sect) remained completely unaware.

"Master, you have done another great thing for the Xuanmen!" Master Tingyun couldn't help but sigh.

Even if he and Wu Jiao had brought the elites of the Xuanmen sect, they might not have been able to successfully eliminate that Fortune-Changing Immortal.

The other party has a geographical advantage, is cunning, and is skilled at manipulating people's hearts. Sooner or later, they will become a major threat to the Xuanmen sect.

Mingzhuo was not used to such commercial flattery, so he casually replied, "Sure, sure."

She walked over and kicked the silent Xie Dao, "Didn't you say you were going to confess?"

Xu Shanglou had noticed the bloodied person long ago, and he instinctively felt that it was related to the infection he had suffered.

As expected, the evil sect cooperated fully, confessing to their activities in Yunwu City, where they secretly used the name of the Fortune-Changing Immortal to raise evil gods.

He was deeply impressed by Xu Shanglou, after all, such a blessed birth chart was considered as tempting as Tang Sanzang in the eyes of the fortune teller.

However, those powerful immortals who could absorb the energy were unable to do so immediately. It took him a lot of effort to obtain Xu Shanglou's hair and a drop of blood before he was able to succeed.

Xu Shanglou listened quietly, his expression calm.

He said calmly to the person on the other end of the video call, "What are your thoughts?"

"What do I have to say? I think you need to thoroughly investigate everyone around you!" Xu Zhongkai roared in anger!

The person who could obtain his son's hair and a drop of blood must be his closest confidant, and he immediately began to suspect everyone in Qinghui Residence.

It's not that I suspect the Ruan family mother and daughter might do anything to their son; if the Ruan family wants to be like a parasitic plant, they certainly hope that their son, like a large tree, will flourish.

He suspected that the Ruan family mother and daughter were short-sighted and lax in managing the household, which allowed others to take advantage of the situation.

“This has nothing to do with the people around me.” Xu Shanglou had to be more explicit. “I went back to Hong Kong last New Year’s Day.”

"Impossible!" Xu Zhongkai categorically rejected.

How could something have gone wrong at the old house? You must be joking.

The Xu family is not large, and most of the other members are peaceful and unambitious, so there is no need for them to deal with Xu Shanglou.

“That fortune teller has been entrenched in Yunwu City for many years, and only the locals know about him,” Xu Zhongkai said. “Ding Liang probably harbors a grudge against you, which is why he teamed up with those senior executives from the branch office to try and bring you down.”

Ding Liang was the former company head who introduced Ye Jinyang to the fortune teller.

Xu Shanglou was parachuted in, replacing Ding Liang. Although Ding Liang was dismissed for making a mistake, who would have thought that this narrow-minded man would harbor such a grudge against Xu Shanglou?

Xu Zhongkai had no choice but to explain the matter: "You weren't the one who was supposed to replace Ding Liang. It was you who insisted on going to Yunwu City for a woman, which led to this disaster!"

Xu Shanglou sneered: "Is this your conclusion?"

"That woman really brings you bad luck, don't you believe me!"

Xu Shanglou sneered repeatedly, beckoning to Ming Zhuo, "Zhuo Zhuo, come here. You know best who plotted against me this time, don't you?"

Mingzhuo yawned, looked into the camera lens, and exclaimed, "Oh, isn't that the unlovable old man?"

"In the South, trouble arises from within." She stated succinctly and clearly.

Xu Shanglou: "Do you understand? You can't put all the blame on Ding Liang just because he's dead and there's no way to verify it."

Xu Zhongkai was utterly baffled: "She's just a child, how can her words be trusted?"

Mingzhuo: "Although you're getting old and senile, I can generously remind you that failed evil magic can have a backlash. You can check within the family to see who's been unwell recently..."

"What did you say about me?" Xu Zhongkai asked incredulously. "You're being insolent!"

Seeing the person in the video was furious, Mingzhuo decisively pressed the hang-up button.

She obediently returned the phone to Xu Shanglou, saying, "Brother-in-law, I'm done talking."

Xu Shanglou took the phone; Ming Zhuo's words reminded him.

He's been away from Hong Kong for too long; he really needs to go back.

——

In a teahouse at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Zhongkai looked up and asked Qi Lian'an, "Am I old? Am I senile?"

Qi Lian'an had a bad feeling. The young girl really knew how to hit Chairman Xu's sore spot.

“You’re neither old nor senile,” Qi Lian’an said sincerely; he genuinely didn’t think so.

Xu Zhongkai is about the same age as him, but he is very well-maintained. No matter how busy he is with work, he insists on exercising every day for decades, which shows his vigorous energy.

As for being muddleheaded, that's even more impossible. Without Xu Zhongkai, how could the Xu Group have achieved its current status?

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