Miaotong and Miaoshu had never expected that the young master, who was always gentle and elegant, looked kind and benevolent but was actually aloof from others, would actually admire a young girl so much and actively invite her to exorcise ghosts. They couldn't help but look at Wen Xi with admiration.
The little ghost beside Nangong Jue followed closely and found Wang Qinghe's two souls in the corner of the hospital, and held the two souls tightly in his hands.
Wen Xi looked at the little ghost twice more. The little ghost trembled and quickly hid behind Nangong Jue.
"You have been raising this little ghost for decades. If you don't send him to reincarnation, he will never have the chance to be reborn."
Wen Xi rarely meddles in other people's business and reminds him.
Nangong Jue paused, a light hidden in his eyes that no one else could see. He said in a hoarse voice, "I know, but... he has a contractual relationship with the family. Whether to let him enter the reincarnation cycle is not up to me."
Then he changed the subject and asked, "We've searched the hospital, and there are only these two souls. We need to look for the remaining soul in the place where it previously possessed. Can you take us there?"
Song Shiming knew the answer to this question. He raised his hand and said, "The place where the spirit is possessed is my villa in the suburbs. I'll take you there!"
It was still the same villa as before, and the three souls were found in the corners and living room of the villa.
"There's still one soul left."
"Where is the other soul?"
Seeing that there was hope, President Wang looked at the two bosses eagerly.
Nangong Jue closed his eyes, pinched his fingers together, and said calmly, "The aura of that wronged ghost lingers on him, so strong. This last soul must have been hidden by him."
"What kind of evil spirit is this? Why did it have to target my son? He just likes to play a little and has a good temper. He even helps out at the welfare home in his spare time. How could such a kind child be targeted by such an evil spirit?"
Mr. Wang slapped his thigh, feeling bitter and angry.
"Everything has its cause and effect. Although the medium is the devil's hand, the devil's hand can communicate with many wronged souls. However, only Lin Zihan's wronged soul possessed Wang Qinghe. This shows that they are connected in some mysterious way. Mr. Wang, are you sure you haven't heard of the name Lin Zihan?"
Wen Xi stared at Mr. Wang with a pair of calm and deep eyes and asked word by word.
"Lin Zihan?"
Mr. Wang frowned and racked his brains to think.
Nangong Jue's eyes were filled with inquiry, and his gentle voice deepened a bit. He asked, "Miss Wen, are you talking about the Devil's Hand? I didn't know it at first. The medium is the Devil's Hand. It is said that this thing is one of the ten strange items. Why do you have such a thing?"
Song Shiming scratched his head awkwardly and said, "That thing belongs to our family and has nothing to do with Wen Xi, but don't worry, the Devil's Hand will not be leaked outside in the future."
Nangong Jue looked at him deeply, shook his head, and said, "You think too highly of this kind of strange item. This kind of thing is usually under the jurisdiction of the Special Management Bureau or guarded by a Xuanmen family. If it falls into the hands of ordinary people, it will bring disaster to the family. In the long run, bloody disaster is not far away."
These words were terrifying, and the color drained from Song Shiming's face. He subconsciously glanced at Wen Xi, and seeing her nod slightly, he said calmly, "I've already warned your brother before. If he doesn't listen, there's nothing I can do. I don't know what kind of old friend would give him such a vicious thing and risk his life to keep it. When the vision comes, he won't be able to help but believe it."
"It's over, it's over. No wonder there have been so many strange things happening at home recently. But since no one is hurt, I don't think much of it."
Song Shiming swallowed, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He wanted to rush home immediately and throw away the Devil's Hand.
Wen Xi glanced at him indifferently and poured cold water on him, "No one was hurt because of the well-being talisman I gave you. Otherwise, do you think those dirty things don't want to come?"
Her talismans blocked some dirty things, but after the validity period expired, they could no longer block anything.
Nangong Jue's eyes lit up and he asked her, "Miss Wen, can you draw talismans?"
"Well, do you want to buy it?"
Wen Xi subconsciously touched his pocket to take out the talisman, "We are quite lucky, I can sell you 500 yuan a piece."
"Ah! I remember now. No wonder I felt the name sounded familiar, yet I didn't quite recognize it!"
President Wang clapped his hands and let out a cry of surprise, interrupting their conversation. "This Lin Zihan was the son of our company's deputy manager, Lin Dayong. He died two years ago. He was tricked into joining some tour group. At first, they were in contact on the road, but then there was no news. Speaking of Lin Dayong, he was quite pitiful. His wife passed away in an accident when the child was young, and he raised the child alone. The child was then murdered, and the body was incomplete. The murderer has yet to be found."
"The body is incomplete because it was dismembered. Anyone would feel resentful. He didn't mean to possess your son. He's just a poor ghost trying to find his way home."
Wen Xi sighed softly, "Mr. Wang, do you know his home address? Take us to see it."
“Okay… okay!”
Mr. Wang took them to an old and dilapidated residential area without stopping. He made a phone call and talked to the other party. After a while, he saw a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard running towards them with a hunched back.
"Mr. Wang, why are you here?"
Lin Dayong's face was completely sunken. Compared to his previous high spirits, he seemed like a completely different person now. He glanced at Wen Xi, Nangong Jue and the others with uneasiness, and asked with a wry smile, "Would you like to sit in my room for a while? My room is a bit messy, and I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you well enough!"
Mr. Wang looked at him with complicated eyes. It was this man's son who possessed his son, causing his son's three souls and seven spirits to leave his body. He has not woken up yet. But Lin Dayong is also an extremely pitiful person. He knows nothing and can't say anything to condemn him for a while.
All the complicated thoughts turned into a sigh.
"Lin Dayong, these two are the masters of metaphysics that I invited. To be honest, I came to you today because of your son Lin Zihan."
Mr. Wang spoke directly to him. As soon as he mentioned the three words "Lin Zihan", Lin Dayong's body trembled and his eyes reddened. Fighting back tears, he asked in disbelief, "Mr. Wang, did I hear wrongly? Are you here for my deceased son?"
Wen Xi said in a gentle voice, "I've seen Lin Zihan's ghost before, but I haven't had much contact with him. I need to use his appearance, or other media, to find the location of his body."
Lin Dayong's lips trembled and his nose felt sore. He raised his hand to wipe his tear-soaked eyes and asked with all his strength, "Miss, have you really seen Zihan's spirit? Are you really not kidding me?"
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