Chapter 142 Peach Blossom Forest
He Junxia always felt that it didn't look like it.
However, most of the murders in the world are caused by hatred, love, money or sex, and only a very small number of them are caused by criminals who kill randomly on impulse.
No matter how you look at it, Qi Dabao has no reason to kill the mother and the child. It's not like he has nothing to do after eating and is looking for excitement.
Perhaps we have to wait until we find Qi Dabao himself to solve this mystery.
He Junxia's gaze continued to move downwards, and after reading about Qi Dabao's experience after leaving Yun City, his expression faded.
After leaving Yun City, this man went to Gui Province, hundreds of kilometers away, to live a life of debauchery. In just two months, he squandered the 80,000 yuan compensation paid by the insurance company, and showed no grief at the death of his mother and child.
He even threw the ashes of the two people into the river at random.
He Junxia thought thoughtfully, perhaps Grandma Wang was furious with her son because she found out about this.
It seems that when he brings Qi Dabao back to Yunshi to meet Grandma Wang, he must always pay attention to Grandma Wang to prevent her from eating Qi Dabao in one bite.
Every country has its own laws, every family has its own rules. Living beings cannot see ghosts from the underworld, and ghosts from the underworld cannot kill living beings.
Once a ghost breaks the rules, it will be taken back to the underworld by the Black and White Impermanence for trial. It will have to serve at least several decades in prison, and its soul and body may also be damaged.
Even if he is reincarnated after serving his sentence, he will only be reborn as an animal and suffer the pain of being skinned and torn apart for ten lifetimes.
He Junxia didn't want Grandma Wang and her little granddaughter to kill 800 enemies and lose 10,000 of their own, which would be too unprofitable.
However, after Qi Dabao spent all his money, he actually went to work in an electronics factory in Guangzhou.
He Junxia remembered that the factory where Uncle Ning Siyuan worked was an electronics factory, but he had forgotten what it was called.
Ji Zhou: Brother, do you remember the name of the electronics factory where Ning Siyuan worked during the summer vacation?
A few minutes later, He Junxia received a short reply.
【Xiaoxie: Dongshui Electronics Factory.】
He Junxia raised her eyebrows slightly. What a coincidence! Qi Dabao and Ning Siyuan worked in the same electronics factory.
It seems that Senior Brother Xie will be happy.
Ji Zhou: Brother, I want to buy a high-speed rail ticket tomorrow to go to Guangshi to visit Grandma Wang's son Qi Dabao. Do you think your time is suitable?
[Xie Senior Brother:?]
He Junxia raised the corners of her mouth and sent a smiling emoticon, not intending to tell Xie Qi that Ning Siyuan and Qi Dabao worked in the same factory.
He also wants to watch the fun.
He Junxia opened the WeChat chat page, tapped her fingers on the screen, and sent a message to Ning Siyuan.
He could not tell Xie Qi, but he could not not tell Ning Siyuan. In this seemingly ambiguous relationship, Ning Siyuan was in the passive position.
After all, boys falling in love is not a mainstream concept in society. If Ning Siyuan didn't want to, He Junxia wouldn't deliberately match them up, otherwise the situation would be so awkward.
…
Early the next morning
The two boarded the high-speed train to Guangzhou.
He Junxia put down his backpack and said, "Brother, do you want me to adjust the chair so you can sleep?"
They took the earliest and fastest high-speed train, but even so, it still took more than four hours to get to Guangzhou.
Xie Qi nodded slightly.
He Junxia adjusted the two business seats side by side to a suitable sleeping angle, put on an eye mask and began to catch up on his sleep.
The high-speed train was at 6:05 in the morning, so he woke up at around 5:00.
The business class carriage was very quiet and there were not many passengers. After a while, He Junxia fell into a deep sleep and fell into a sweet dream.
He was not someone who could fall asleep in public, and his past mission experiences had made him accustomed to thinking and being alert at all times.
But this time, with Xie Qi by his side, He Junxia felt much more at ease.
If there were an evil ghost attack or some other disaster, Xie Qi would definitely be able to detect it in advance with his strength. If even he was helpless, he could say goodbye to the mission world in advance.
"Get up, we're here."
A cool sound rang in his ears. He Junxia opened his eyes in a trance, unscrewed the free mineral water provided by the staff and took a sip.
He stood up, picked up his backpack and got off the car with Xie Qi. His somewhat confused brain became completely clear the moment he felt the scorching sun.
"It's so sunny, so sunny, so sunny."
"Go, go, go, hurry up and go inside. It's too sunny."
Passengers on the same high-speed train couldn't wait to complain to their companions as soon as they got off the train. He Junxia shielded the glaring sunlight with her hands. Guang City was actually several degrees hotter than the scorching Yun City.
I really don’t know how people here lived in ancient times.
He Junxia put on his backpack and quickened his pace towards the nearest staircase. There were too many people in the elevator, and he didn't have anything heavy with him, so there was no need to squeeze with others.
Moreover, when there are many people and it is hot and crowded, it is easy to form a noticeable sweat odor.
He Junxia rubbed her nose. Fortunately, there were central air conditioning and air conditioners in the high-speed rail station, otherwise the passengers on this train would have been so hot that they would have smoked.
After exiting the high-speed rail station, the booked online taxi was waiting on the roadside.
He Junxia quickly got into the car and felt the cool temperature inside. She couldn't help but sigh again: "Guangzhou is really too hot."
Just staying at the exit for a short while made beads of sweat appear on the tip of his nose and forehead, and his short-sleeved shirt became sticky and wet, which made him feel uncomfortable.
At this point, He Junxia looked at Xie Qi with resentment. It's good to be strong. You are not afraid of heat or cold, and it is spring all year round wherever you go.
Feeling He Junxia's rather resentful gaze, Xie Qi raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "I'm so envious. If you practice for another seven or eight years, you'll be almost there."
Seven or eight years?
He fell off a long time ago.
He Junxia picked up the free tissue provided in the car and wiped the sweat off her face, hoping that the wish-makers in the next mission world would also have the physical foundation for cultivation.
It is difficult to go from luxury to simplicity and from simplicity to luxury.
The online taxi stopped in front of the Dongshui Electronics Factory. He Junxia greeted the person who came jogging over: "Hello, I'm Ji Zhou, and this is Xie Qi. I think I've already told you."
The two young men in uniform nodded immediately. "I understand, Mr. Ji, Mr. Xie. We will fully cooperate with you."
"My name is Ping Licheng, and his name is Xue Gaoyang. You can just call us Xiao Ping and Xiao Xue."
Another man in his 30s, dressed in a suit, said rather flatteringly, "Mr. Ji, Mr. Xie, I'm Li Feizhou, the HR manager at Dongshui. Just tell me the name of the person you're looking for, and I'll have my men check right away."
He Junxia nodded: "His name is Qi Dabao, Qi from Qilian Mountain, Bao from treasure, and his ID number is 5xxxx..."
After saying that, He Junxia turned around and looked at Xie Qi calmly, expecting to see some unusual emotions on his face.
Unexpectedly, facing the eight big characters "Dongshui Electronics Co., Ltd." on the sign, Xie Qi just smiled and said, "I was wondering why you suddenly asked me yesterday afternoon."
He Junxia: smile.jpg
However, after receiving his message yesterday, Ning Siyuan only said that he still had to go to work, and that he would deduct money for taking leave, and would treat him to a meal after school started. He did not mention Xie Qi at all.
He Junxia was very sad.
I thought they were in love with each other and just needed to poke through that thin layer of window paper, but I didn't expect that the flower has feelings but the water is heartless.
Xie Qi narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean by that look?"
He Junxia cried out, then quickly played dumb and said, "Brother, what are you talking about? Let's go in quickly and don't waste Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li's time."
Xie Qi snorted in an ambiguous manner, but said nothing more.
Manager Li quickly asked someone to find out the department and group Qi Dabao was in. He called him, but received some embarrassing news.
Manager Li looked at the people sitting in the reception room with embarrassment: "Mr. Ji, Mr. Xie, Qi Dabao took a leave last night and hasn't come back today."
Have you asked for leave?
He Juanxia frowned: "Where did he go on leave? Did he say when he would be back?"
Manager Li was embarrassed: "No."
He Junxia: "Could you please ask the employees who are familiar with him if they know where he went?"
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
After about ten minutes, Manager Li put down the phone again, feeling very embarrassed. "Mr. Ji, Qi Dabao's roommate said that he took a call during dinner yesterday and left without saying why. It was his roommate who paid for his leave."
He Junxia had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
"Around what time yesterday afternoon?"
"It seems to be six or seven o'clock."
Wasn't that the time when he decided to buy a ticket to come to Guangzhou?
Too many coincidences are no longer coincidences.
He Junxia made a prompt decision: "Xiaoping and Xiaoxue, you two go check where Qi Dabao has gone. Manager Li, please take us to his dormitory to have a look."
The three of them were stunned by his sudden serious expression. Xiaoping and Xiaoxue seemed to realize something and immediately said, "Let's call the police station right away."
Manager Li didn't ask any more questions and just said quickly, "Qi Dabao lives in Building 6, Room 318. I'll take you there now."
Being able to sit in the position of factory manager, he is not a fool and knows what to ask and what not to ask.
It is not uncommon for the police to visit people by name. After all, the work in an electronics factory is hard, the staff turnover is fast, there are many evildoers, and there are no shortage of criminals who sneak in.
But this was the first time that even the factory manager was alarmed and reminded.
If he was so blind as to ask questions in a roundabout way, he might even lose his job if his superiors blamed him.
Curiosity killed the cat.
Manager Li didn't dare to say or think too much, and called the factory's special sightseeing bus to take the guests to dormitory building 6.
"Mr. Ji, I've called Qi Dabao's roommates here. If you have any questions, you can ask them directly."
He Junxia: "You won't mark them as absent from work, right?"
Manager Li laughed out loud: "How can cooperating with the police be considered absenteeism? He must have been fully present."
He Junxia felt relieved.
He came to Room 302. The door of the dormitory was wide open. Three men who had hurried in were standing there. One of them looked particularly young, perhaps having just reached adulthood.
"The dormitory environment in your factory is pretty good."
He Junxia said casually.
Room 302 is a standard four-person room with a private bathroom and air conditioning. It looks better than his university dormitory - the first two years of his university stay were eight-person rooms with bunk beds, which were stuffy and unventilated, and very unpleasant.
Manager Li immediately put on a smile.
"Our CEO Liu said that the factory should be people-oriented and create a home-like feeling for employees. Only when employees live comfortably can they be motivated to work."
The speed at which he climbed up the pole made He Junxia feel ashamed.
He nodded. "Very good."
Manager Li wanted to say something when he saw this, but He Junxia's brows suddenly furrowed, forcing him to swallow the words that were about to come out of his throat.
There is a problem here.
He Junxia sensed an unusual atmosphere in the room. He took out a disguised compass and walked into 302. The compass needle immediately began to rotate rapidly.
However, before He Junxia walked into the bathroom of Room 302, she heard a click and several obvious cracks appeared on the compass in her hand.
He Junxia's expression changed: "All of you get out."
Seeing everyone standing there in a daze, seemingly still not reacting, He Junxia said again: "Get out!"
Manager Li was the first to react and immediately asked Qi Dabao's three roommates to leave 302. Xiaoping and Xiaoxue followed closely behind. Only Xie Qi did not move.
However, the person who left did not go far and just stood at the door of Room 302.
He Juanxia handed the cracked compass to Xie Qi: "Brother, there is something wrong with this room."
Xie Qi leaned against the door: "I am only responsible for protecting you from death."
He Junxia felt relieved.
In short, there is a problem, but it is not a big problem and not worth his attention.
However, the compass has been damaged, so we have to find another way to find the source of the negative energy in 302.
He Junxia took out two soul-purifying talismans and a peach wood sword from his backpack.
The purifying talisman is more sensitive to Yin energy than the compass, but it is more expensive. The most ordinary purifying talisman can be sold at a high price of 3,000 yuan, which is almost equivalent to a disposable item.
Only talisman masters and wealthy high-level mystics would be willing to use the spirit-purifying talisman instead of the compass.
Feeling the slightly warm spirit-purifying talisman on his palm, He Junxia's expression became more serious. The yin energy in this dormitory was actually several times stronger than the one in the fire in Chuxin Community.
——You should know that there live two vengeful ghosts, Grandma Wang and her granddaughter.
He Junxia was highly focused. He slowly walked through every corner of Room 302 and finally stopped in front of a locked cabinet near the toilet.
The owner's name is on the cabinet: Qi Dabao
"Sizzle" "Sizzle"
The two purification talismans burst into a scorching glow after approaching the wardrobe, and turned into a pool of useless black powder in an instant.
He Junxia loosened his hand, and black powder fluttered down, drawing a clear black line between his wardrobe and Qi Dabao's.
He Junxia tentatively sent out a stream of mysterious power towards the wardrobe, but there was no response. He sent out another stream of mysterious power, but still no response, as if it had reached a drop in the ocean.
He Junxia asked, "What's in his closet?"
Upon hearing this, Manager Li immediately urged the three of them: "Mr. Ji wants to know what's in your closet?"
"I just came here last week, how would I know?"
The young boy retorted in a low voice, and the middle-aged man who looked honest stammered, "I've seen it before, it seems..."
Manager Li asked anxiously, "What does it seem to be? Tell me."
"It seems to be a strange statue."
Cult?
He Junxia gripped the peach wood sword tightly.
The cult he was talking about was not an ordinary cult that would have slogans on currency, but a cult closely related to the world of metaphysics.
He Junxia had introduced the horror of this evil cult in the propaganda class she attended at the Abnormal Affairs Bureau.
They are more lethal than ordinary cults. Most of them aim to achieve immortality or resurrect a certain evil god. Every time they cause chaos, they will cause serious casualties or even extreme natural disasters.
If Qi Dabao believed in this evil cult, then he would have sufficient reason to kill his relatives.
He Junxia held the spiritual fire talisman in one hand and the peach wood sword in the other. He took a deep breath and cut off the small lock on the cabinet, and the cabinet door opened.
Nothing happened
What comes into view is a small and exquisite shrine, on which stands a wooden sculpture of a man with flowing clothes in an ancient style, but his figure looks a bit like the ancient style characters commonly seen in the two-dimensional world.
The strange thing is that this wood carving has no face.
But what attracted He Junxia's attention most was the small green tripod held in the statue's hand. The three words "Soul-Calming Cauldron" instantly appeared in his mind.
Of course, he didn't know the real name of this small tripod, but he subconsciously remembered the news he had heard before.
What now?
He certainly couldn't let this statue full of negative energy stay in the electronics factory, but where should he send this hot potato?
When in doubt, ask your senior brother
He Junxia looked at Xie Qi: "Brother, how do you think we should deal with this thing?"
Xie Qi was speechless: "Aren't you from the Abnormal Affairs Bureau?"
He Junxia slapped his head. Why was he so obsessed with this? Something like this, a clear threat to people's property, naturally had to be handed over to the authorities.
He Junxia called Aunt Wen to explain the situation, and she quickly said she would contact the Guangzhou City Abnormal Affairs Bureau and have them send someone to take the evil object away.
He Junxia breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, this thing might seem inconspicuous, but judging by the reaction of the Spirit Purification Talisman and the broken compass, it was clear that it was not something to be trifled with. If it suddenly attacked, perhaps everyone in the building would be affected.
The people from the Guangzhou City Abnormal Affairs Bureau arrived very quickly, rushing over in less than half an hour. They were a bald, muscular man.
"Where is the thing?"
The muscular man's rough and heroic voice was like the sound of a deep bell, and it was obvious that he was full of vigor and not weak in the kidneys.
He Junxia pointed to the wardrobe and said, "Fellow Daoist, the things are here."
The muscular man walked up to the shrine and uttered a curse, "These idiots, they don't do their jobs all day long, but instead do some crooked things."
"Little brother, please move aside. I'm afraid of hurting you."
He Junxia immediately left Room 302. Being a poor student meant being aware of one's poor status. Being stubborn was unnecessary in this situation.
He stuck his head out and curiously observed the muscular man's movements. He saw him take out a sandalwood bracelet and throw it into the closet. Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed in the closet, and there was a crackling sound like something burning.
After a long while, the muscular man actually reached out and took out the shrine. The sandalwood bracelet was hung around the neck of the evil statue, like a chain that locked the neck of the evil statue tightly.
He Junxia bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you know the origin of this thing? The owner of the wardrobe is related to the mission I accepted."
"My name is Zhong Dong, just call me Brother Dong." The muscular man said generously: "Come on, add my account and I'll send you its information."
"Thank goodness you discovered it this time. Otherwise, if it becomes a big deal, I don't know how much trouble it will cause."
"Thank you, Brother Dong."
He Junxia watched Zhong Dong walk out carrying the evil statue's head, and the things in the small green tripod were faintly visible.
He took a closer look and said, "There seems to be something in here."
Zhong Dong glanced at it and said with disgust, "It's ashes. Someone did something bad and is afraid of being haunted by ghosts, so they put ashes there specifically to suppress them."
He Junxia paused.
Zhong Dong added, "But this thing isn't very well developed. The owner of the wardrobe probably didn't worship it seriously, so the suppressed ghost is likely to awaken."
"I have sent you the specific information, please accept it."
He Junxia quickly scanned the documents sent by Zhong Dong, and all the unreasonable things had reasonable explanations.
The young man closed his eyes.
He knew that this fire, which was defined as an accident, was most likely to be a problem, but he did not expect that human hearts were more terrifying and crazier than he imagined. They would kill their loved ones just for the illusory immortality.
"Little brother, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. If you have anything, please contact me online."
"Goodbye, Dong."
He Junxia watched the muscular man put the shrine into the wooden box and leave. She frowned slightly at his back, but didn't think much about it.
He turned around and found Manager Li and the others at the end of the corridor and said, "It's okay, but you three should get more sun recently. It would be best if you could move to another dormitory."
Manager Li nodded immediately. "I'll call the dorm manager and have them move to other dorms. But Mr. Ji, how long will it take for Room 302 to be empty before someone can move in?"
"About half a year."
He Juanxia looked around and said, "Hey, Xiaoping, where is my senior brother?"
Ping Licheng: "Mr. Xie asked Xiao Xue to take him to find someone who also works here."
It turned out that he went to find Ning Siyuan.
He Junxia: "Have you found out Qi Dabao's whereabouts?"
Ping Licheng: "We're still investigating. He went to Chengdao Road and disappeared. Only one surveillance camera captured him standing in front of Ningwan Building for a while."
Qi Dabao's young roommate exclaimed, "Is it the Ningwan Apartment where over 200 people burned to death?!"
He Junxia's radar sounded.
He asked Ping Licheng: "What's going on with Ningwan Apartment? Please explain in detail."
Speaking of this, Ping Licheng felt a pang of pain in his heart and sighed, "Last year before the Lunar New Year, two children set off fireworks. One of them landed on the debris piled up in the corridor of Ningwan Apartment and caused a fire."
"Because it was nighttime, most people were asleep, and by the time the fire was discovered, it was too late."
He Juanxia frowned: "Has anyone ever dealt with this situation like me?"
Such a tragic fire would probably generate tremendous resentment.
He thought he knew where Qi Dabao had gone.
Ping Licheng was embarrassed: "Mr. Ji, I'm not sure about this."
He was just an ordinary policeman, and Ningwan Apartment was not under the jurisdiction of the Chengdong Police Station.
He Junxia frowned and sent the news to Wen Panhai. Although there was no conclusive evidence, the information he had collected so far told him that the fire in Chuxin Community was closely related to the Fire God Cult.
I'll go to Ningwan Apartment later to see if I can find some clues.
However, a call from Wen Panhai disrupted He Junxia's subsequent plans.
"Ji Zhou, we just received news that Ning Siyuan and Song Chengli are both missing in Guang City. Don't worry about this matter anymore. Come back with Master Xie immediately."
How come Song Chengli is in Guangzhou?
And Ning Siyuan, didn’t Xie Qi just go looking for him? How come he disappeared?
A sense of gloom surged into He Junxia's heart.
The overly coincidental Qi Dabao, the mysterious Vulcan cult, Ning Siyuan and Song Chengli who disappeared in Guangzhou at the same time, and the Ning Wan Apartment where a major fire broke out.
He Junxia felt as if he was trapped in a fog, as if an invisible hand was pushing him forward.
Who is it?
A name that couldn't be more familiar came to mind, and a biting chill ran from my back to the top of my head.
"Oh, you found me."
run!
Run quickly!
He Junxia's brain was frantically issuing commands, but his body was frozen in place without any control. He saw the man walking towards him with a familiar smile that seemed to show he was watching the fun and not minding the trouble.
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