Chapter 230, there are only a few chapters left. "Actually, I don't really want to know..."
"Actually, I'm not really interested in what the suspect is thinking," Sang Zhitao suddenly said, just as everyone was on high alert, waiting for Zhang Haifei to confess.
Zhang Haifei paused in his drinking, glancing at Sang Zhitao with a surprised expression.
Sang Zhitao looked at the other person and smiled sarcastically: "You always like to use your own mental journey to absolve your actions, but in reality, wrong is wrong."
"Judging from your use of human sacrifice this time, you've probably used it quite a few times over the past thousand years, haven't you?"
“Not a thousand years.” Zhang Haifei sighed softly.
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Zhang Haifei ignored her attitude, took a sip of water, and slowly explained, "We only started from the fourth generation."
"Wow, they betrayed us after only four generations. Your ancestors' teachers must have died with their eyes wide open in disbelief." Sang Zhitao didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt more and more annoyed the more she listened to stories from a thousand years ago.
Zhang Haifei slightly tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Not bad, you don't know what it's like to wait."
"We are disciples of the Celestial Master, descendants of powerful fortune tellers. We worked so hard that by the second generation, we had become the first-class members of the hermit family."
"Back then, the four great families were so glorious. Whether they were kings and generals or common people, no one did not show us respect when they met us."
"Not to mention the enormous wealth and luxury we have amassed, which our descendants will enjoy for generations to come."
“But…” Zhang Haifei looked at Sang Zhitao and smiled coldly, “All of this is just for you. Once you are born, everything we have will only be a wedding dress for you.”
"Don't pin everything on me. Although I love money, I'm all alone and I don't spend that much," Sang Zhitao retorted disdainfully.
Li Feng, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but twitch his lips. He had already heard from An Wen that Sang Zhitao's current living expenses were top-notch in the world, even more exquisite than those of royal families in various countries.
Zhang Haifei nodded in agreement: "If it's just simple living expenses, we won't be afraid at all, but..."
"Is that money used for something else?" Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Zhang Haifei looked into the void, as if recalling something: "When the fourth generation patriarch was old, he received a divine oracle one day. The god told him that we were the stepping stones left by the Celestial Master for the savior. Once the savior was born and grew up, our four great families would inevitably disappear."
"You believe what He says?" Sang Zhitao said speechlessly.
Zhang Haifei gave a wry smile: "How could we possibly believe that? But at that time, the Celestial Master demanded that we offer a large amount of wealth, and even asked us to find all kinds of treasures. Back then, the four major families exhausted their wealth, but they only provided about one or two tenths of what they had."
"So you believe those things were given to me, and therefore you believe the oracle."
"Yes, after the four great families struggled to regain their peak, the same request came again. From then until the eighth generation, every family head did the same thing."
"Can you imagine what that feels like? You finally climb to the top of the mountain with all your might, only to be pushed off, and then you climb up again and are pushed off again. This repeated demanding process has truly pushed the four major families to their breaking point."
"Who gave you the method to create this?" Sang Zhitao lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, feeling that something was not quite right.
After calming his emotions for a moment, Zhang Haifei said, "Divine decree."
"A jade pendant also appeared along with the divine oracle."
"How many parts did you divide the jade into?" Sang Zhitao continued to ask.
“Ten pieces,” Zhang Haifei said with a smile. “The jade pendant was too small, and it already had cracks. Ordinary tools couldn’t cut it, so we simply divided it into ten pieces along the cracks.”
"The first wish god has one genuine fragment and one impure fragment, while the second and third wish gods each have one impure fragment."
"That means you've already given me four pieces, plus what I got from Suhe, so you have five more in your hands."
Zhang Haifei was taken aback, then smiled knowingly: "So the last fragment was taken away by the Celestial Master. No wonder."
"So what about the remaining fragments?" Sang Zhitao couldn't help but shake the baby bottle in her hand.
“My Zhang family is the main force in this matter, owning most of the fragments. Besides the ones we’ve used, I still have three more in my possession.”
"In a secret room of my Zhang family ancestral home."
"The map, and the way to open the secret room." Li Feng looked at him seriously, even tapping the table a few times with his fingers to urge him on.
Zhang Haifei sighed heavily, then looked at Sang Zhitao again: "I'll draw the map for you later."
"Are the remaining two coins with the Liu and Wu families?"
"Hmm." Zhang Haifei nodded weakly, as if giving up, then leaned back in his chair and said nothing more.
Sang Zhitao turned to look at Li Feng.
"Those two families have also been arrested, don't worry," Li Feng assured her.
Seeing this, Sang Zhitao said nothing more and gestured to Fu Guanshi to carry her out.
Before the two of them could leave, she suddenly patted the arm of the woman holding the coffin, signaling her to turn around.
Looking at Zhang Haifei, who was slumped in the interrogation chair with empty eyes staring into the void.
She suddenly spoke up, saying, "That wasn't an oracle."
Zhang Haifei suddenly turned his head to look at her.
"Your Heavenly Dao is malfunctioning. The so-called divine oracle is just the Heavenly Dao trying to use you to prevent my birth."
She thought for a moment and then continued, "That altar belongs to an evil god from the outside world. I think the Heavenly Dao may have cooperated with her. I don't know the specifics of the cooperation, but it should be a major disaster for your world."
Without looking at Zhang Haifei's expression of despair after his initial excitement, Sang Zhitao and Fu Guanshi simply turned and left.
On the way back to the criminal investigation team, Li Feng asked curiously, "What's wrong with the Heavenly Dao?"
After pondering for a moment, Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is your understanding of the Heavenly Dao?"
“Fairness and justice? Under the laws of Heaven, all things are but ants?” Li Feng stroked his chin and thought for a moment before speaking.
“The Way of Heaven is like a pre-programmed program in a computer.” Sang Zhitao paused before continuing, “Rather than saying that all things under the Way of Heaven are ants, it would be more accurate to say that to the Way of Heaven, snakes, insects, rats, ants, and humans are no different.”
Seeing that Li Feng was listening attentively, she smiled and said, "But if this program has a bug, if it has emotions and private messages, then all things under the Heavenly Dao will be divided into different classes in its eyes."
“That must be terrible.” Li Feng raised an eyebrow. “It’s like a judge who should be fair and impartial has become biased.”
"It's like a computer program suddenly coming to life," Sang Zhitao replied with a smile.
"But why would He seek cooperation with the four great families?" Li Feng became even more curious.
Sang Zhitao thought for a moment and said, "There are still some things I'm not sure about right now. Let's talk about it after Suhe comes over."
"Huh?!" Li Feng looked surprised. "The Imperial Advisor is here too?"
“Of course, this involves the end of the world.” Sang Zhitao looked at him suspiciously. “A world-class disaster, why do you think a municipal criminal investigation team can handle it?”
Li Feng touched his nose with an embarrassed expression.
Sang Zhitao took a deep sip from the milk bottle, without explaining to the other party about the subsequent cooperation between the two worlds.
As if he had just thought of something, Fu Guanshi tightened his grip on her waist.
Sang Zhitao lowered her eyes to look at the arm of the coffin bearer, but her mind was filled with the jade inscription that had rendered time magic ineffective.
“Yuwen… is a descendant of your Funeral Valley, right?” She pondered for a moment, then looked up at the Coffin-Holding Clan.
The man holding the coffin paused for a moment before silently nodding.
Sang Zhitao looked down at the baby bottle in her hand, then turned her gaze to the slender, pale fingers that were holding her.
The silence inside the car lasted for a long time.
Until Sang Zhitao suddenly asked out of the blue, "How long has Yuwen lived?"
The man holding the coffin stiffened for a moment before returning to his original state.
If Sang Zhitao hadn't been watching her closely, she would have thought that momentary stiffness was just her imagination.
"A thousand years old?" Sang Zhitao felt the arm around her waist stiffen like a stone in that instant.
A cool sensation slowly crept up from the tips of the coffin-bearer's fingers to her waist.
"What are you afraid of?" Sang Zhitao chuckled twice. "Funeral Valley has been protecting it for a thousand years..."
Fu Guanshi silently looked down at her.
Sang Zhitao is now the size of an eight- or nine-month-old baby, but she is still petite in the hands of Fu Guanshi, who is already comparable to an adult.
Fu Guanshi just looked at her like that, her slender waist was tightly held by her, and above that was her soft and delicate neck.
As long as she places her finger on it and applies just a little pressure, this savior will easily die at her hands.
But Fu Guanshi did not do that. She just stared blankly at the whorl in Sang Zhitao's black hair, then her neck, stomach, the hand on her waist, and then her small feet that could be held in one hand.
"You want to kill me?" Sang Zhitao looked at the milk bottle in her hand, feeling the intense killing intent emanating from the "mount" above her head.
Fu Guanshi remained silent, but the spirit cat perched on her shoulder stood up, its yellow pupils slowly turning bloodshot, then it stared intently at Sang Zhitao, its back slightly arched.
Sang Zhitao glanced at the spirit cat indifferently, then looked up at Fu Guanshi's profile: "You want to kill me."
Her voice was extremely soft, and when it reached Fu Guanshi's ears, it sounded like a lover's tender whisper, yet it couldn't hide the mockery and a hint of barely perceptible murderous intent. This murderous intent made Fu Guanshi involuntarily twitch her ears.
"What's wrong?" A strange, oppressive feeling made Li Feng turn around and look at them.
Sang Zhitao didn't turn around to acknowledge him.
Fu Guanshi raised her eyes and glanced at Li Feng.
The unfathomable emotions in her eyes made Li Feng's heart tighten; he had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.
"you……"
Before he could finish speaking, a grayish-yellow light appeared on the back seat, and then Fu Guanshi and Sang Zhitao disappeared before his eyes.
"Stop the car!" Li Feng's voice was filled with fear and panic.
The sound of brakes echoed across the empty road...
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