In the eyes of these Taoist practitioners, a person's face can reveal whether they are alive or not.
The person in front of them clearly looked like he was about to die.
The kind of death that's absolutely utter.
"Then what is this?" Zhou Chongyang swallowed and asked.
Why is this trend becoming increasingly unpredictable?
"Could it be that you made a mistake in your calculations?" someone suggested a hypothesis that couldn't be more wrong.
Xie Wuyi and Jiang Si, as top experts of their time, would never have made a mistake on such a simple question.
Xie Wuyi and Jiang Si both had solemn expressions.
"I'll check the database," Wang Shichang said.
Their system is networked, and with the development of modern criminal investigation technology, finding someone based solely on their appearance is not a problem.
The technicians at the institute immediately uploaded the photo for nationwide online matching and, sure enough, found someone who looked similar to him.
The matched person was named Liu Wei, whose registered address was in a remote mountain village in a neighboring province. He was a high school graduate, and the system did not show that he had died.
There are also records of his life, and he doesn't look like a dead person at all; he even has social security records.
But in the last few months, it seems to have completely disappeared, without a trace.
As a normal modern person, even if you live deep in the mountains and forests, there will still be traces of your existence. The only explanation is that you are either trapped somewhere or you are really dead.
Liu Wei's last recorded action was buying a bottle of water via WeChat at a small supermarket in a neighboring province.
Xie Wu called Jiang Si aside.
"Liu Wei's soul still lingers in the mortal world." Xie Wuyi's expression was grave.
If a person is not dead but their soul remains, they are a living corpse.
The undead are not particularly sophisticated magic, but one thing is certain: maintaining an undead requires a large amount of death energy.
Where is death energy most prevalent? Of course, it's in cemeteries everywhere.
Jiang Si said to Zhou Chongyang, "Check where Liu Wei appeared. Is there a graveyard within a ten-mile radius?"
Zhou Chongyang didn't understand why, but he carried it out diligently.
“We’ve found out,” Zhou Chongyang said. “Indeed, most of the places he appeared were surrounded by cemeteries.”
In modern society, land is expensive, so it's not uncommon for cemeteries to be close to people's homes, but it's impossible for every place to happen to be near a cemetery.
Too many coincidences mean it was intentional.
Jiang Si and Xie Wu exchanged a glance, both realizing from each other's eyes that something was amiss.
Jiang Si said, "Give me that form."
Zhou Chongyang asked her, "Master Jiang, is there any clue?"
“I’m not sure,” Jiang Si said. “We need to check it out.”
After thinking for a while, Jiang Si said to Wang Shichang, "Could we borrow him for a bit?" She pointed to Zhou Chongyang.
After a brief consideration, Wang Shichang agreed, saying, "Zhou Chongyang is the only son in three generations of his family."
Jiang Si smiled, "Don't worry."
Zhou Chongyang has the appearance of a long-lived person; as long as he doesn't try to do something reckless, he'll live to be ninety-nine.
Jiang Si took the record sheet and left.
No matter how deeply he hides, as long as he leaves something behind in the world, Jiang Si will find a way to locate him.
Upon reaching an open space, Jiang Si muttered incantations while forming hand seals. As the seals were completed, the record sheet fluttered in the wind, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.
Xie Wuyi watched closely from the side.
Before long, the record sheet stopped shaking and pointed in a certain direction in a strange posture.
Zhou Chongyang was dumbfounded, desperately thinking that Newton's coffin lid wouldn't have to be pressed down this time.
There really are unscientific things in this world that defy gravity.
A very understated-looking sports car pulled up in front of them.
Jiang Si told the driver to get out of the car, and then said to Zhou Chongyang, "Let's drive."
Zhou Chongyang: "..."
Okay, his job should be as a driver.
Zhou Chongyang resignedly climbed into the car and drove in the direction Jiang Si pointed. The car quickly disappeared into the night.
Midway through the journey, Jiang Si slapped a talisman onto Zhou Chongyang's back.
"What's this?"
"A talisman to refresh and invigorate the mind."
And believe it or not, after the talisman was applied to my body, a cool sensation rushed to my mind, and I immediately felt refreshed.
You should know that Zhou Chongyang had already stayed up for two nights in a row.
Zhou Chongyang thought that with Jiang Si's skill in making talismans, she could walk sideways.
Late at night, there were almost no cars on the road.
Zhou Chongyang drove at top speed within the speed limit and followed the instructions. The car quickly left the province and headed straight for a remote city or county in a neighboring province.
Zhou Chongyang is quite familiar with this city and county.
It was the kind of place that was dirt poor, a key poverty alleviation city or county in the country. Why did Zhou Chongyang know this so clearly? It's simple: Zhou Chongyang's city was the one receiving targeted assistance.
Zhou Zhong had never been there, but he had heard a lot about it from his colleagues.
Sometimes poverty has its reasons. There are many lazy people in this village, and the village officials want to help but are powerless to do so. The chicks they give you can be made into chicken stew with mushrooms in a second, and they will say with a smile: "The mushrooms are all picked from the mountain and are very fresh."
It can make someone so angry that they vomit three liters of blood on the spot.
When Zhou Chongyang heard his colleagues from the village say this, he was stunned.
As dawn approached, they finally drove to the village.
The view from the foot of the mountain is actually quite pleasing to the eye.
Even in winter, the trees are lush and green, and there is no sign of desolation.
Zhou Chongyang lowered his voice and said, "Should we contact Brother Liu?"
Jiang Si and Xie Wuyi: "?"
"Brother Liu is the village cadre stationed here, in the office building next door." Zhou Chongyang gets along well with everyone in the team, and he and Brother Liu were once basketball teammates.
Zhou Chongyang still missed him quite a bit.
Jiang Si's eyes flickered, and Xie Wuyi immediately understood her thoughts.
"It's still early, let's go to town and buy some things first," Xie Wuyi said.
They were strangers after all, and in a relatively isolated village, they would be too conspicuous, but it was different when they used the name of their work unit.
After having breakfast in town, they went to the supermarket to buy a variety of grains, oils, rice, and other items. They also rented a few tricycles to help transport them and their supplies into the village.
To avoid drawing attention, Jiang Si and Xie Wuyi even wore relatively plain clothes over their clothes.
Unfortunately, when someone is good-looking, even a burlap sack looks good on them.
Zhou Chongyang said, "I think you would be more credible if you put on some makeup."
It's not that they don't have good-looking people in their department, but if they're too good-looking, they'll attract attention and the desired effect won't be achieved at all.
Jiang Si and Xie Wu smiled and said, "You'll find out soon enough."
After walking a few steps, Jiang Si and Xie Wuyi turned around.
Xie Wuyi said, "Young brother, how much do I look like I used to?"
Zhou Chongyang: "..."
My God, what kind of disguise is this?
How can two ordinary people, so easily forgotten, become so quickly transformed in such a short time?
If it weren't for those clothes and the fact that they hadn't missed any blind spots while walking ahead, Zhou Chongyang simply wouldn't have believed it.
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