Qiu Yanping: There are too many things on this planet that shouldn’t exist.

Huang Qice and Huang Yutian arrived at Qiu Yanping's apartment under the protection of his bodyguards. They rang the doorbell for a long time but no one answered. So two rows of people surrounded Huang Qice and Huang Yutian and blocked the door of Qiu Yanping's apartment. Fortunately, Qiu Yanping's single apartment had one household on each floor, otherwise the scene would have been embarrassing.

Qiu Yanping took the direct elevator upstairs. When the elevator door opened, he saw a group of people gathered outside the elevator shaft. He curled his lips, put on a playful smile, and said teasingly, "Wow, so many people are waiting for me. This is a bit too much."

Huang Yutian was about to jump up when Qiu Yanping provoked him, but was pulled aside by his father. Huang Qi Ce had a kind smile on his face, and he didn't look like a ruthless person who could kill or mutilate people. He looked at Qiu Yanping with a smile and said, "What's this kind of show to Mr. Qiu? With Mr. Qiu's ability, Mr. Qiu can afford it."

Qiu Yanping smiled at him without any sincerity, "That's true."

Huang Yutian snorted, and Huang Qice was stunned. It was the first time he dealt with Qiu Yanping, and he didn't expect Qiu Yanping to be so... shameless.

"Come on, everyone, please come in." Qiu Yanping unlocked the door of the apartment and invited them in. He glanced at the two rows of bodyguards and asked, "Do you guys want to come in too?"

"No need, you just stay outside the door." Huang Qi Ce glanced at his bodyguards and said, "Mr. Qiu's apartment may be the safest place." He smiled and said meaningfully.

Qiu Yanping chuckled and said nothing.

Huang Yutian was slightly dissatisfied when he saw this. Wouldn't this man express his opinion? It was a blessing for Mo Darong to have the prince's trust!

Huang Qice was still smiling. He walked into Qiu Yanping's apartment and took a quick look. There were cups soaked in water and not washed in the kitchen sink. The cushions on the sofa were placed irregularly and casually, with some wrinkles, as if they were often used.

Huang Qi Ce's suspicion was somewhat dispelled, and the smile on his face became more obvious. He sat on the sofa, looked at Qiu Yanping, who had no intention of pouring tea to welcome the guests, and said, "I think Mr. Qiu should know the purpose of our visit this time. I wonder if Mr. Qiu can find out the reason why I always feel sleepy, weak, cold and sometimes with tingling in recent years?"

"The prince thinks highly of me and has come here in person, so I must agree." Qiu Yanping said with a smile and in a powerful tone, not giving people the slightest sense of reliability, as if they had been given a blank check.

Huang Yutian asked, "What if you can't find the reason?"

"Then don't come to me." Qiu Yanping had never concealed his dislike for Huang Yutian. When he heard Huang Yutian's question, he immediately sneered and said.

Huang Qi Ce glared at Huang Yutian. Huang Yutian was speechless. He pouted and stayed quietly aside without saying a word.

"Since Mr. Qiu is so confident, I feel relieved," said Huang Qi Ce.

Qiu Yanping looked at Huang Qi Ce and nodded in satisfaction. "That's good. Let's talk about the reward now. Considering that the prince is an old customer, I will give you a 9.5% discount..."

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Perhaps due to his noble status as a prince, Huang Qice did not bargain for Qiu Yanping's high offer and accepted it directly. This time, Qiu Yanping did not ask for any rare materials, but directly asked for real gold and silver, which was more "favorable" to Huang Qice.

"What does Mr. Qiu want me to do?" Huang Qi Ce asked impatiently, "Can we start now?"

"No, no." Qiu Yanping waved his hands and said, "Prince, the disease can be caused by external or internal factors. I will first look for the external cause. How about this, why don't we go back to the Prince's Mansion first? You can feel more comfortable in a place that the Prince is more familiar with."

Huang Qi Ce was somewhat flattered by Qiu Yanping's sudden gentleness. He nodded and said, "Well, Mr. Qiu, will you come with us?"

"good."

Qiu Yanping left as soon as he said he would. With a faint smile, he followed Huang Qice and Huang Yutian out of the door and got into the prince's car.

It was almost sunset when we arrived at the Prince's Palace. The dim sun made the sky look fiery red.

Qiu Yanping raised his hand and pointed to the west where the sun was setting. He said, "Look, does the sky over there look red as if it were soaked in blood?"

Huang Qi Ce and Huang Yu Tian looked in the direction Qiu Yanping pointed, their faces changed at the same time. That was the direction where the corpse was hidden in Houshi Garden. Huang Qi Ce forced a smile and said, "Mr. Qiu has a rich imagination, but this analogy is a bit creepy."

"That's right." Qiu Yanping nodded slightly, "How many people's blood would it take to make it this red? Don't you think so?"

The stiff smile on Huang Qice's face could hardly be maintained. He chuckled twice and said nothing more.

When he looked at his son again, the useless guy had already turned pale, as if he was frightened.

Huang Qi Ce cursed him inwardly as a useless piece of trash. He was frightened by such a small metaphor and took it for granted. Isn't this just confessing his guilt? Huang Qi Ce secretly pinched the flesh on the back of Huang Yutian's hand. Huang Yutian's face was distorted in pain, and he finally came to his senses.

He adjusted his expression and no longer showed any suspicious expression.

Qiu Yanping didn't care about the Huang family's father and son's private actions. He said softly, "It seems that we have arrived."

Huang Qi Ce took a look and said, "Yes, we are here. Where do you plan to go first, Mr. Qiu?"

"Where does the prince usually like to rest?" Qiu Yanping asked casually.

"Well, let's go to the bedroom."

"Then let's go to the bedroom." Qiu Yanping said.

It didn't matter where they went, Qiu Yanping was just making up an excuse. If Huang Qice said it was the study, Qiu Yanping would eventually persuade them to go to the bedroom, because the bedroom was the house closest to the back garden, and behind the bedroom was a long path that led directly to the back stone garden.

Huang Qi Ce entered the bedroom, and the feeling of weakness and fatigue suddenly intensified. He rubbed his temples and said to Qiu Yanping, "Mr. Qiu, it seems that as soon as I entered the bedroom, I felt weak and weak, and even a little cold. I don't know what's going on."

"I came here before because I felt that the prince's bedroom was a bit cold and gloomy." Qiu Yanping looked around and said, "Maybe it's because the prince's bedroom doesn't get any sunlight and the big eucalyptus tree outside blocks the light."

"Then I'll ask someone to cut down this tree." Huang Qice said immediately.

Qiu Yanping nodded, "Okay."

He continued to look around in a pretentious manner, and suddenly his eyes stopped on a small item. He picked up a lamp that looked like an ingot, with an old candle lit inside, and asked, "Did the prince buy this thing?"

Candles were not unfamiliar things to Qiu Yanping, but for people of that era, they were too old-fashioned. It was not normal to see such a Yuanbao lantern in the prince's bedroom.

Huang Qi Ce looked up and said, "Oh," "This was bought by my... step-son. I put it outside because it looked cute and interesting."

Qiu Yanping raised his eyebrows with interest, "Fuck son? Zhu Wenmin?"

"...How did Mr. Qiu know?"

"Haha." Qiu Yanping put down the Yuanbao lantern and said, "Prince, do you know what this little thing is used for?"

Huang Qi Ce's expression changed slightly as he understood the implication of Qiu Yanping's words, "Mr. Qiu means that this little thing has unusual uses?" He had already begun to guess in his mind whether this Yuanbao lantern contained some kind of poisonous gas with neurological effects.

His face turned extremely ugly, because this thing was given to him by Zhu Wenmin. Does this mean that his son intends to murder him?

"I knew Zhu Wenmin had no good intentions!" Huang Yutian slammed the table.

Huang Qi Ce looked at Qiu Yanping and asked, "Mr. Qiu, can you explain what this Yuanbao Lantern is used for?"

"In the old days, the ancients folded tin foil into the shape of a gold ingot and burned it to send to their deceased relatives as money to accompany them in the underworld," said Qiu Yanping. He picked up the gold ingot lamp and pointed to the burning candle inside. "Later, it was rumored that placing a candle in a gold ingot could gather the souls of the deceased relatives and bring them back to life after a long time."

Huang Qi Ce's face turned pale when he heard this. He had never heard of these things before, but he had something to hide. In addition, Qiu Yanping looked serious, so he had to believe it. However, he still struggled to ask, "Mr. Qiu, do you believe these nonsense?"

"Nonsense? That's not necessarily true." Qiu Yanping said. He took out a Five Emperors coin and held the coin hole to the candle flame. He smiled at Huang Qi Ce and said, "Do you dare to look through the coin hole to the flame?"

Huang Qi Ce pulled a dry smile and said, "Mr. Qiu..." How could he dare! ?

Qiu Yanping curled his lips in boredom and withdrew his hand. Huang Qi Ce breathed a sigh of relief. Qiu Yanping put the Yuanbao lantern back on the table and said, "Since this Yuanbao lantern was given to you by your godson, why not call him over as well? Ask him about the origin of this Yuanbao lantern?"

Huang Qi Ce's eyes flashed with a hint of sternness, and he said, "Okay. Just do as Mr. Qiu said. Someone, call Zhu Wenmin over."

Qiu Yanping lowered his eyes. Whether Zhu Wenmin came or not was actually of no use to what he was going to do. But he wanted to use Huang Qice to call him over because he had his own selfish motives.

On this planet, the art of Feng Shui and fortune telling is not popular, but the events that happened one after another made him see the traces of Feng Shui.

First, there was the Sangongli Fire Array set up by the female ghost who committed suicide. At first, he thought it was a female ghost who had entered the underworld. He knew about these things and didn't take them seriously. After all, Feng Shui was related to many ghost stories.

But later, the colorful exquisite rope around Fu Yangsheng's neck that bound his soul, the little ghost raised by Fu Yi Bo, the dragon lying Yin Yang array in the Star Interstellar Mechanic Academy, and the evil thoughts that caused Gu Wenye's leg disease to be unable to be completely cured...

Many things that shouldn't appear on this planet happened around him one after another. No matter how careless Qiu Yanping was, he couldn't pretend not to see them. It's just that he had no way to investigate before because those people were either dead or not suitable to be questioned directly. Now that Zhu Wenmin was finally caught, Qiu Yanping planned to interrogate him thoroughly.