"Oh, Lao Lin, Miss Wen is very powerful, don't doubt it. And this is the young master of the Nangong family who I specially invited. They are all important people. Please take us to your house to have a look."
Mr. Wang was also very anxious and urged him on.
When Lin Dayong heard about the Nangong family, he quickly raised his eyes to look at Nangong Jue and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, Mr. Wang, distinguished guests, please follow me."
Lin Dayong's home is on the first floor of an old and dilapidated house. The room is dark because of the building in front. As soon as you open the door, you can smell the smell of burning incense. It is not as messy as he said. It is very clean overall, but very simple, so simple that there is not even any furniture.
There was only one table with a photo of a sunny boy on it. There were candles lit in front of it, an incense burner burning, and several plates of fruit.
Lin Dayong closed the door and said bitterly, "Masters, I've been searching for my son's body for two years. We've only found an arm and a leg, and nothing else. I've been going to the police station for the past two years, and the officers there are familiar with me. They told me to wait a little longer, saying that that damn tour group has vanished. Now all the clues are gone. Miss Wen, can you really help me find the rest of my son's body?"
Wen Xi stared at the photo on the table. The young man's portrait still had a bright smile on his face. It was hard to imagine how resentful he must have been when he possessed Wang Qinghe.
"Tianhe Tour Group!"
Wen Xi's amber pupils flashed with a faint golden light. She glanced at Lin Dayong and said, "Call the police you know and ask them to investigate the Tianhe Tour Group. This is just another old trick they're using to hide their true identity."
Lin Dayong was shocked. He didn't expect that Wen Xi would reveal such explosive news just by taking a look at his son's photo. His heart was pounding, and he quickly called Captain Lei and told him about the situation.
Captain Lei was suspicious and checked it out for him. He was shocked to find that there really was such a tour group, and their signature tour route was exactly the same as the one Lin Zihan took.
"Red Sea Village in Yuze City!"
Before Lin Dayong could speak, Wen Xi's clear voice came, "They are going to harm people again this time. They have already led a group to the village. We must set off immediately. Lin Zihan's body is buried there. This time, we can bring him back."
As soon as these words were spoken, Captain Lei on the other end of the phone also heard them. He repeatedly asked what Wen Xi meant, but no one paid any attention to him.
Lin Dayong burst into tears as he opened his mouth. "Miss Wen, is what you said true? Zihan's body is in Honghai Village, Yuze City? We've been looking for it for so long, and he's buried so far away. No wonder his ghost can't return home. I can't even dream of him. Let's go to Honghai Village right away. I'm going to catch those bastards!"
Wen Xi refused him, "You can't go. You are Lin Zihan's father. You must have been in the relevant news reports. If those people recognize you, it will alert the enemy. Let us do it for you."
Lin Dayong wiped away his tears and asked cautiously with red eyes, "Won't this put you in danger? Otherwise, should we let Captain Lei and the others take action?"
"If they believe me, they might take action immediately. If they're suspicious, it will be too late. Besides, it's across the city! Don't worry, we'll be fine."
Wen Xi's words were like a revelation. Captain Lei's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Who are you looking for? We can't just go out based on what one person says. Lin Dayong, I'll go check what's going on. I know you're obsessed with finding your son's body, but you can't blindly trust others. Give me some time."
After the call was disconnected, Lin Dayong gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll trouble Miss Wen and Mr. Nangong. As long as you can find my son, I'm willing to pay any price. Even if it means selling this house, I will give you all my savings."
Wen Xi looked at the radiance of merit that erupted from Lin Dayong at that moment and said amiably, "Don't worry, you don't have to pay anything, and you don't have to empty your savings. I'll take the reward myself."
"Ah? Good, good, good!"
Lin Dayong looked confused.
"Crossing cities? Going to Yuze City? That's not possible!"
Miaotong frowned and her first reaction was to refuse.
Mr. Wang quickly asked, "Is the price different across cities? Miss Miaotong, I can pay double the price, it's not a problem."
If Lin Zihan's body is found, his son's soul will be found, and he can't wait.
"No, I really can't go to Yuze City."
Nangong Jue lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly, "I underestimated the location of the soul. It seems that my cultivation needs to be improved. In this case, all the rewards paid by Mr. Wang will be given to Miss Wen. After all, she is the main contributor."
He could collect souls and calculate where the souls would appear, but he had not expected that this matter also involved a murder case in which a wronged ghost possessed him. He was also unable to calculate the location of Lin Zihan's body as easily as Wen Xi could, and he felt lost.
Nangong Jue invited Wen Xi, "Miss Wen, after you finish this, why don't you come to the mountain to find me? I still have many things I want to ask you."
Wen Xi stared at him and suddenly moved closer to him, so close that Miao Tong became wary of her.
Nangong Jue looked at Wen Xi's stunning face so close to him, and his gentle eyes were rarely tinged with a hint of discomfort. A hint of shyness appeared on his handsome face. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Wen Xi's pleasant voice.
"Is it because of the curse that you can't leave Changjing City?"
Like a bolt from the blue, the blood drained from Nangong Jue's face. He looked at her with a wooden face, in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock. He obviously didn't expect that Wen Xi could see at a glance that he was carrying a curse.
Wen Xi asked in a low voice to save his face.
Nangong Jue opened his mouth, but was unable to explain for a moment.
Wen Xi smiled and whispered, "You keep this little ghost by your side to suppress your curse, right? That's probably why you can't send him into reincarnation. It's really interesting. I haven't seen such a powerful curse on a human in a long time."
Nangong Jue's eyes darkened slightly, and he pursed his lips and asked, "Is the curse I carry interesting?"
Wen Xi quickly explained, "Oh, don't get me wrong. I wasn't kidding you when I said it was funny! Why don't you come with me to Yuze City? You don't have to worry about your curse taking effect after leaving Changjing City. With me here, even the God of Hell wouldn't dare to take your life from me."
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