Chapter 105: The 105th day of quitting the circle is so fierce.
Xing Shuyang did what he said immediately.
Without time to calm his excitement, he simply took the tissue handed to him by his junior, Shen Wanglan, wiped his face twice, and then couldn't wait to call Sang Qiqi. Hearing the other party's clear and pleasant voice, he thanked her repeatedly, but his sobbing tone was a bit heavy, which made Sang Qiqi a little amused.
"Okay, Mr. Xing, you've said thank you so many times these days."
There are too many to count.
Xing Shuyang covered his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally swallowed back his continuous sobs. He grinned, "It's different, different. My previous thank you was for myself, but now I'm saying thank you on behalf of Gao Yuan and the others. Although the police only simply mentioned "helpful citizen", I know it must be you, Boss Sang."
After interacting with Sang Qiqi over the past few days, Xing Shuyang felt that if there was someone who could expose all the crimes committed by Ning Changsheng, it would definitely be Sang Qiqi.
After a few simple words, Xing Shuyang hung up the phone and did not stay in the Shen family for long. Seeing this, Shen's father quickly waved to Shen Wanglan and ordered: "Wanglan, send your uncle Xing off."
Xing Shuyang waved his hands repeatedly: "No need to go through so much trouble, my car is parked in your garage."
Father Shen glanced at him and said, "It's not safe for you to drive in your current state. I'm afraid you'll suddenly laugh while driving and crash into the wall without paying attention."
Xing Shuyang: "..."
Shen Wanglan nodded and said, "It just so happens that I'm going out, Uncle Xing, let's go together."
Xing Shuyang didn't refuse after hearing that. He went to the bathroom in Shen's house to wash his face, restored his image as the boss of Xing Group, and was then sent to the door of Sang Qiqi's funeral service by Shen Wanglan.
During this period, Xing Shuyang received many calls, including from his mother, Gao Yuan's parents and wife, and the families of other victims. Everyone was crying on the phone, and the choked tone made Xing Shuyang's eyes red again. It took a long time to hold back the tears.
But after entering the door of the one-stop funeral service, my eyes were still swollen.
Sang Qiqi's eyes swept across Xing Shuyang's face and pretended not to see it, but Zhang Lin, the brat, was young after all, and he glanced at Xing Shuyang's face uncertainly, then retracted his gaze, and then glanced again, but was finally forcibly turned back by Sang Qiqi.
Xing Shuyang rubbed his eyes and laughed, "I'm sorry, I laughed. I was so excited to hear such good news that I couldn't hold back my emotions. By the way, Boss Sang, I came in a hurry, so I bought some small gifts. Please don't mind."
They were said to be small gifts, but Sang Qiqi knew that they were not cheap as soon as she saw the box in his hand.
She said, "You don't have to be so polite."
Xing Shuyang waved his hand: "Of course you want it, and it's not a valuable item. I heard that you like to drink milk tea, so I bought some tea leaves. When you have nothing to do, you can make it yourself. It's healthy!"
He had to find a suitable time to formally present the other big gift.
Sang Qiqi didn't know what he was thinking and could only laugh.
As expected of the older generation, everything is related to health.
Xing Shuyang shoved the expensive-looking tea box next to the coffee table and, on Sang Qiqi's recommendation, bought a large number of paper-made items. Although Sang Qiqi told him that his father and friends had already been reincarnated and that burning paper-made items wouldn't be enough to send them off, Xing Shuyang didn't mind. He even had a look of sudden enlightenment on his face: "I was wondering why they hadn't come to see me in my dreams. It turns out it wasn't because they hated me for not avenging them and implicating them, but because they've moved on."
Now, the stone that has been piling up in my heart for many years has finally been completely removed.
Xing Shuyang visibly relaxed, the frown between his brows smoothed out today. He even had the leisure to discuss the one-stop funeral service with Sang Qiqi, asking, "I see Boss Sang's shop is quite famous, and the online and offline transaction volume should be quite high. However, large paper figurines must be difficult to transport, right? Have you considered opening branches nationwide?"
I want to! Of course I don’t want to!
Speaking of opening branches nationwide, Sang Qiqi thought of her grand plan for the Underworld Funeral Group. A hint of interest flashed in her eyes, and she didn't hide it from Xing Shuyang. She smiled, her hands cupped around her chest, and said, "I'm considering it. The funds are in place, but I've been busy lately, so I've been putting it on hold."
"If Boss Sang plans to choose a site in Yuantie Province or Huanglong Province, please inform me at any time. I promise to make proper arrangements for Boss Sang." Xing Shuyang said with a smile.
As the boss of a real estate group, there is nothing wrong with what he said.
Sang Qiqi didn't bother to be polite with him and nodded repeatedly: "Then I would like to thank Mr. Xing in advance."
Xing Shuyang waved his hand.
Xing Shuyang chatted with Sang Qiqi for a while about the funeral service branch, then he called a car and left with the paper products he had just bought. Seeing that there were no customers in the store, Sang Qiqi bent down and took out the tea Xing Shuyang had given her, then went to the haunted house next door to make some milk tea.
Their funeral service is full of ghosts, from the boss to the employees. They usually just order takeout, and three meals a day are not necessary, so they don't prepare a lot of things in the store. But the haunted house next door is different. Bai Yingxin is an ordinary person. To save money, she usually starts a fire in the office.
More than half an hour later, the rich aroma of milk drifted through the open window to the funeral home, and Sang Qiqi brought back Zhang Lin with three cups of milk tea.
"Try it now. Xiaobai is really good at making milk tea. When you die, you can go help Meng Po." As he said this, he stuffed the scalding milk tea to Duan Sui. Upon hearing this, the latter habitually poked her bun and teased, "Don't let Miss Bai hear you."
Sang Qiqi bit the straw, slapped his hand away, and acted fiercely: "If you poke my bun again, I'll break your finger."
Duan Sui raised his eyebrows.
So fierce.
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The evil deeds Ning Changsheng had done over the years were exposed. While netizens and the victims' families applauded him, some people's faces turned black, as if the bottom of a burnt pot.
When the news reached Pingyangzi through his introducer, his normally impassive face instantly darkened. The introducer cowered in a corner, neither looking up nor daring to utter a single word. While Master Pingyangzi normally possessed a powerful aura, his gaze intimidating, it was rare to see him radiating such a terrifying aura, as if he could crush anyone to death in a split second.
As soon as the comment was made, the introducer felt a gust of wind brush past his face. Then, without warning, the expensive vases around him exploded, the thuds making him flinch. He instinctively tried to duck as the shards of the vase splashed at his feet, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of the shards. He could only grit his teeth and stare down at the fragments lodging in his calf.
It hurts so fucking much!
"Waste." He gritted his teeth and threw out these two words. Ping Yangzi's eyes were as cold as ice cubes immersed in the depths of a cold pond. "What's Ning Changsheng's current situation?"
The introducer ignored the wound on his calf and quickly replied, "He's still unconscious. The time he'll wake up is still uncertain."
Hearing this, Ping Yangzi twitched his lips, his voice even colder than his eyes: "There's no need for him to live anymore."
The introducer was startled when he heard these words, but then felt it was natural. Previously, Ning Changsheng's life had been spared because, while he was incapable, the Ningchuan Group behind him still had room for exploitation. But now, things were different. Ning Changsheng's crimes were numerous, and neither his money nor his life could be saved. Rather than letting others take action, they should take matters into their own hands.
However, the recommender still feels a sense of grief for the other party.
To outsiders, his status meant he was just a small-time Karami. However, as Master Pingyangzi's messenger, he had come into contact with big bosses like Ning Changsheng. He naturally knew how these big bosses looked down on everyone and didn't take anyone seriously. But even someone who looked down on everyone and brought countless fortunes to the Nine Nether Gods could now be told, "There's no point in living." What about him?
The introducer secretly clenched his palms and could only comfort himself in his heart that as long as he did not have any other thoughts, as long as he remained smart and vigilant at all times, Lord Pingyangzi would not give up on him.
Exhaling, the introducer hurriedly talked about two other things that Ping Yangzi was concerned about. "Our people still haven't found Qianxu's exact location. The people who are keeping watch at the hospital told me that Qianxu only showed up once the day Ning Changsheng was sent to the hospital after being hit by the chandelier, and there has been no news since then. Also, our people haven't noticed anything unusual about Xing Shuyang. He's only been hanging out with old friends these past two days, and there haven't been any strange people around him."
Pingyangzi frowned and focused his attention on Qianxu.
Qianxu's desire to steal Ning Changsheng for his own coffers shows he's deeply concerned about him. But even with Ning Changsheng in this state, why hasn't he shown up? Logically, since Qianxu had the idea of replacing Ning Changsheng's body, he should have quickly transferred Ning Changsheng's soul to another body before everything was finalized... Why hasn't he done anything yet?
The introducer raised his head subtly, not missing the slightly furrowed brow and the thoughtful expression on Ping Yangzi's face. He hesitated for a few seconds before finally telling the truth: "Sir, there was a strange phenomenon near the hospital the night Qianxu left."
Pulling out his phone and finding the saved footage, he handed it to Qianxu and said, "Although it was late at night, someone near the hospital still managed to capture the sky conditions at that time."
Ping Yangzi's eyes moved downwards.
As the video played, several silver-white rays of light suddenly flashed from the thick clouds in the dark night sky, and at the same time, rumbling thunder was heard.
Ping Yangzi murmured softly, "Thunder-inducing talisman."
The introducer nodded.
Although he wasn't a Taoist priest, he interacted with them every day and could tell that such a strange phenomenon was most likely man-made. He then asked the Taoist priest next to him and came to the same conclusion.
He said, "I checked along the timeline and found that the time when the lightning talisman appeared coincided exactly with the time when Qianxu left the hospital. So I suspect that this was Qianxu's doing... I guess the person behind Xing Shuyang had been targeting Ning Changsheng and Qianxu for a long time. Qianxu must have run into trouble that night. He hasn't appeared recently and is probably in trouble. He might have been injured and is hiding in a corner to recover."
Ping Yangzi listened to his analysis, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
Half a quarter of an hour later, he asked, "Have you investigated the friends who interacted with Xing Shuyang?"
“I’ve checked, it’s the wealthy businessman in the northern part of Beijing. You should also know that it’s the Shen family where Shen Xiangming is.”
Shen Xiangming?
Pingyangzi had indeed heard of this name. Initially, he had also thought about recruiting the Shen family to the Jiuyou Tongshen Society. Unfortunately, Shen Xiangming was different from Ning Changsheng. Ning Changsheng was ambitious, resourceful, and had even killed people. Shen Xiangming was completely the opposite. He only knew how to fish every day. Instead of throwing all kinds of big cakes in front of him, it would be better to introduce him to some practical bait.
Pingyangzi was too lazy to spend any effort on Shen Xiangming.
"Are they on good terms?"
“Yes, Xing Shuyang and Shen Xiangming have been friends for many years.”
“Does Shen Xiangming know any powerful Taoist priests?”
this……
The introducer scratched his head, wanting to say, "Probably not," but a flash of light suddenly crossed his mind. His pupils widened, and his voice rose involuntarily: "It's really possible! Shen Xiangming's son, Shen Wanglan, is a good friend of Huo Chengji from the Huo family! Huo Chengji was able to escape the fate of Master Bai Yuan and his apprentice because of someone's help. This person... this person might be helping Xing Shuyang right now!"
"oh?"
Pingyangzi's expression, which had just relaxed, changed again.
Without waiting for him to ask, the introducer spilled all the information he knew: "The person helping Huo Chengji at the time was the owner of a funeral home in northern Beijing, named Sang Qiqi. She was accompanied by a Taoist priest."
"Sang Qiqi?"
"Yes, we've had contact with her before. Before Ning Changsheng was vandalized at the Huaping City Convention and Exhibition Center, she spread rumors about him on Weibo. Ning Changsheng thought he might cause trouble at the convention and exhibition center, so he had Yang Jing's team keep an eye on Sang Qiqi. But Sang Qiqi was working at her funeral home that day."
"I understand. You can go back first."
Pingyangzi didn't say much about Sang Qiqi. After giving his instructions to the introducer, he turned and walked towards the second floor. Seeing this, the introducer's legs, which had been struggling to support him, began to tremble. He endured the pain and took a few quick steps outside. Once outside the villa, he wailed, sat down on the ground, and called his subordinates.
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Kong Xingyan was off today, but since he had nothing to do, he simply took on the job of delivering meals to his colleagues who were taking care of Ning Changsheng in the hospital.
With messy hair and several lunch boxes in his hands, he walked slowly towards the inpatient department.
At the same time.
In Ning Changsheng's ward.
Ning Changsheng's attending physician came to check on him as usual. A few days ago, seeing Ning Changsheng, the renowned entrepreneur, lying in bed, the attending physician sighed deeply, thinking that no amount of money would be of any use; he would just wait for death after such a misfortune, and he felt quite sympathetic towards Ning Changsheng. But now, seeing Ning Changsheng again, the attending physician's face was drawn, and it looked as if he had no desire to treat Ning Changsheng at all.
...Forget about treatment, I don’t even want to step into this ward.
The police officer guarding Ning Changsheng in the ward couldn't help but laugh at the attending doctor's bitter and resentful expression: "Thank you for your hard work."
The attending physician waved his hand. Although he was reluctant, he still did his job conscientiously: "It's you who have to work harder. His condition hasn't improved much. He probably won't wake up in the near future. There's a high possibility that he will become a vegetable."
"I see." The policeman nodded. "I'll report this to our superiors and see what they say."
"Okay, I'll go out first. If he feels anything wrong, he can ring the bell at the bedside."
"Okay."
After a brief exchange, the attending physician left the ward, hands in his pockets. The young police officer scanned Ning Changsheng, shook his head, and was about to turn back to sit on the nearby sofa when he suddenly felt a strange, cold sensation on his back, like a thorn piercing his flesh. His instincts and alertness prompted him to turn quickly and glance towards the window, but it was tightly closed, revealing nothing.
……strangeness.
He frowned and sat back on the sofa, completely unaware that to his right, a ghostly figure was hunched over. It looked very thin and tall, standing straight, about three or four meters tall. Its face was riddled with holes, and a strong ghostly aura flowed through the holes. At this moment, the ghostly figure's eyes slowly shifted from the policeman to Ning Changsheng.
It slowly raised its hand.
When the sharp nails touched Ning Changsheng's shoulder, the chilling aura of the evil spirit nearly froze the blood in that area, and his skin instantly turned pale. As the temperature plummeted to dozens of degrees below zero, the unconscious Ning Changsheng, seemingly sensing pain, began to struggle involuntarily.
The ghost's expression remained unchanged, and his sharp fingertips continued to pierce under the skin.
With a "puff", the moment the blood spurted out, it seemed to have caught the soul hidden in Ning Changsheng's body. When it was about to pull it out with force and swallow it in one gulp, it suddenly raised its eyes, and then roared silently with a powerful momentum and smashed down, knocking it away directly even though it was prepared, and it staggered back a few steps.
A huge tiger emerged from the shadows, Xiaobai's eyes were fierce, and he stared at the ghost with bared teeth.
Without any hesitation, it rushed forward.
The ghost was startled. He hadn't noticed the tiger was hiding in the ward before it attacked! His expression changed slightly. His long body made it difficult for him to move. He could only raise his arm to try to stop the tiger from pouncing. Unfortunately, the moment they made contact, the tiger bit down on the ghost's arm, and with a strong force of its neck, the arm was torn off and entered the tiger's stomach.
How could that be!
A strong aura suddenly burst out from the ghost figure, and the flowing ghost energy wrapped around the broken end of his arm. When it was about to be repaired successfully, the evil tiger moved again.
Bang!
A huge noise rang out in the silent ward. The policeman, who was already feeling strange and uneasy, stood up from the ground. At the same time, Kong Xingyan, who had just walked to the door to hand over the lunch box to his colleague, also changed his expression and suddenly opened the door.
Pop.
The door was slammed against the wall with too much force and then bounced back violently.
Kong Xingyan quickly scanned the ward, but saw nothing. Only his colleague in front of the sofa pulled out a gun and the detection equipment at Ning Changsheng's bedside was beeping frantically.
"Wait, why is there a wound on this guy's neck that's bleeding?!" The policeman who came in with Kong Xingyan took a sharp look at the wound on Ning Changsheng's body and was suddenly startled.
Kong Xingyan glanced at this scene and suddenly remembered what Sang Qiqi had said: "If nothing unexpected happens, after the public opinion explodes, the Jiuyou Tongshen Society will deal with Ning Changsheng just like they did with Dai Jianhua. But it doesn't matter. I'll have people guarding it. If you encounter any problems, just run away."
Kong Xingyan immediately stopped several colleagues who were trying to move forward and ordered without hesitation: "Let's leave."
"ah?"
Everyone was stunned, but Kong Xingyan said nothing, simply pulling a few people back. Despite their confusion, they followed Kong Xingyan and quickly left the ward. The moment the door closed, a strange crashing sound echoed from inside the room again, along with a terrifying howl. The sound was incredibly sharp, like the cry of some wild goose, giving everyone goosebumps.
The policemen had never seen such a scene before, and their faces turned pale.
"Captain Kong, what's going on?! What's with that noise? There's clearly no one else in the room."
"Exactly. I was keeping an eye on Ning Changsheng the entire time. The wound on his neck appeared out of nowhere!"
"It's true there's no one else, but that doesn't necessarily mean there aren't other people." Kong Xingyan raised his eyebrows. "You know Dai Jianhua, right? Although Dai Jianhua was ruled to have committed suicide at the time, everyone knows his circumstances were very strange. Now... I'm afraid someone is trying to replicate Dai Jianhua's death on Ning Changsheng."
This made everyone's faces turn even paler, but before they could ask, they heard a few low roars.
A few minutes later, Kong Xingyan received a message from Sang Qiqi: Xiaobai is back, you can come in.
Kong Xingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to his colleagues, "Let's go find a doctor to bandage Ning Changsheng."
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One-stop funeral service.
Sang Qiqi looked at the evil ghost whose half body was bitten off by Xiaobai. The black mist on the evil ghost's body had become very thin, and his face looked extremely ugly. It seemed that he was not far from death.
Sang Qiqi could basically guess where the other party came from, so she was too lazy to waste time and experience on it, and simply waved her hand to signal Xiaobai to eat it.
Xiaobai immediately opened his huge mouth and swallowed the evil ghost into his stomach.
After eating, he looked at Sang Qiqi with clear and stupid eyes and opened his mouth, indicating that he was not full.
Sang Qiqi: "...Go find Duan Sui and ask him to pick some snacks for you."
Upon hearing this, Xiaobai immediately turned around, regained his cat-like body shape, and wrapped himself around Duan Sui's calves, meowing.
Duan Sui: “…”
He randomly grabbed a few ghosts from behind the door, sat on the sofa, raised his hand and threw them forward. Xiaobai jumped up nimbly, grabbed the little ghosts in his mouth and started chewing them.
When the feeding work was going very smoothly, the originally lazy-looking man and tiger paused at the same second. Xiaobai's body lay on the ground, making a low roar, but this roar was completely different from what Kong Xingyan heard, and was full of strong threats.
Sang Qiqi narrowed her eyes and looked at Duan Sui.
After a few seconds, Xiaobai's figure quickly disappeared, and the wind outside the window blew away all the faint ghostly aura in the house.
Ding ding ding.
The sound of wind chimes swaying softly was heard at the door, and a very young figure walked in. She was no different from an ordinary customer, walking among the shelves, carefully selecting paper-made items.
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