Jinyuan returned to peace. The two were worried that someone might come later, so they simply sat on the tree.
"Who is the 'he' that Mr. Zhang is referring to?" Shen Baizhou asked.
Ji Yu swung his legs in the air, looking at the cool moon behind the layers of leaves. A serene smile hung on his face as he spoke, "How would I know? I didn't tell Mr. Zhang's fortune. I wouldn't tell fortunes without a deal."
Shen Baizhou sat next to Ji Yu and felt in his heart that the branch had a good load-bearing capacity.
"You fortune tellers have so many rules. Some can only tell three fortunes a day, some don't tell the dead or themselves, some tell fortunes even if they don't charge, and some only tell fortunes if they pay. It's true that every school has its own rules."
Ji Yu chuckled softly and explained, "It depends on the fortune teller's ability. After all, fortune telling comes at a price. If you know more than you should, you could end up in a serious illness or even death. When a fortune teller isn't capable enough, they'll impose a bunch of restrictions on themselves to avoid exceeding the price they should pay."
"From this perspective, our boss Ji is very powerful."
He had seen Ji Yu count the number of people in a day, and he was still as lively as ever as if there was no effect at all.
Ji Yu smiled without saying anything. For some reason, ever since he died once, it seemed that his ability to bear the fate of the world had become much stronger.
But things like calculating the country's destiny for a thousand years in the future are still calculated, and it is not something a human being should do.
"Let's go. If I'm not mistaken, Director Feng will definitely hand over the matter of the Seventh Concubine's death to you guys to handle."
Shen Baizhou subconsciously wanted to lean back, forgetting that he was sitting on a tree at the moment. When he leaned back, he fell backwards.
He subconsciously wanted to grab something, and felt a warm and cool touch on his hand. The powerful force pulled him, a grown man, back.
Shen Baizhou, who had regained his composure, had a stern face and didn't dare to look at Ji Yu. His red ears revealed his embarrassed and ashamed mood at the moment.
"This is the consequence of not having a seated statue on a regular basis."
When Shen Baizhou sits, he likes to lean sideways, with his whole body stretched out, looking lazy and as if he has no bones.
"Ahem, you didn't see anything."
"Okay, I didn't see anything. Oh, it was so dark, I definitely didn't see anyone almost fall out of the tree."
After being teased, Shen Baizhou quickly found another topic.
"Boss Ji, why don't you just talk to Mr. Zhang about it? We can finish the work earlier, eat earlier, and maybe even go home earlier."
Ji Yu laughed unhappily for a moment: "Hey, did you do the same thing on your previous missions? Just let that old fifth find someone to do the calculation?"
Shen Baizhou said with disdain, "Him? He's no good. He can't figure it out every time."
The implication is that he had indeed done so, and if it weren't for Lao Wu's incompetence, he wouldn't have bothered to think about completing the task.
"That would require Mr. Zhang to come to me for a fortune-telling, but I don't think he'd do that."
Shen Baizhou's eyes dimmed slightly. Seeing the meaning in Zhang Chengfeng's words just now, it was clear that he knew something.
Knowing the truth but not revealing it at first clearly means that he doesn't want more people to know about it.
That dry well?
Shen Baizhou jumped down from the tree, came to the dry well, and walked around it.
"It's the Dragon Trapping Formation."
He didn't see it when he was standing on the tree just now, but when he came down to take a closer look, he found that this dry well was not an ordinary well. There were four dragon heads carved on the edge of the well, and the dragon heads and the huge stone were entangled with iron chains and could not move.
"This must be at least to suppress a great evil creature. It seems that what I said at the time was the Ghost King of the Human World is not impossible."
"But? This seal doesn't look broken either. Strange."
Ji Yu swiftly jumped down from the tree and said, "Since the opera singer chose to perform here, it must be related to Jinyuan. I'm not familiar with the Zhang family, so who in the Zhang family can perform opera?"
"Shh, that's a bit much. For example, the seventh concubine who just died was a singer."
“…”
Ji Yu made a bold guess: "Don't tell me that Zhang Chengfeng's concubines are all opera singers because his white moonlight when he was young was an opera singer?"
Shen Baizhou nodded vigorously and gave her a thumbs up: "As expected of our Sister Ji Yu, you can guess it 100% without fortune-telling."
"That's because I was watching something called Love in the Rain recently, and there was an officer in it who looked just like that."
"Hahaha, when Elder Zhang was young, he was engaged to the eldest daughter of the Li family. They were childhood sweethearts and had a great affection for each other. Unfortunately, the eldest daughter of the Li family died in the war before they got married. That elder was a heroine."
Shen Baizhou walked over from the dry well and spoke long sentences in his pleasant voice, which made Ji Yu feel that it was a pity not to become a storyteller.
"When faced with war, all the aristocratic families tacitly chose to stay out of the world. Aside from the Feng and Shen families, only one elder from the Li family stood up."
His grandfather had fought in wars for most of his life, and there were very few people he respected. The eldest daughter of the Li family was one of them, so Shen Baizhou was familiar with some of her deeds.
"Then how did the eldest daughter of the Li family die?"
"She died while covering the departure of an important expert. After her death, the engagement between the Li and Zhang families had to continue, so the choice fell to the youngest daughter of the Li family, who is now Mr. Zhang's official wife. Oh, and the eldest daughter of the Li family has no other hobbies except watching operas and singing. Perhaps for this reason, when they later looked for concubines, they mostly looked for those who could sing operas. From the second wife to the youngest, the eighth wife, every one of them could sing operas."
Ji Yu sneered a few times and said sarcastically, "To put it bluntly, Zhang Lao is a lovelorn playboy. To put it bluntly, he is just a sentimental man. Your elder of the Li family should be an eagle soaring in the sky, living a glorious life. Why does he have to stay in this house guarding a man? Oh, sorry, I think I have gone off topic."
"To be honest, I think so too."
In Shen Baizhou's heart, he always felt that Mr. Zhang did not love his childhood sweetheart and ex-fiancée very much. The person who truly loved him should be like his grandparents and his parents.
"Ah, Mr. Zhang is really giving me a difficult problem. These concubines can all sing operas. It seems I have to go and see each of them."
The two left Jinyuan, and Shen Baizhou found a team of members who were still investigating.
"You all go talk to the concubines and see what they do during the birthday party."
"Got it, Captain."
Yu Wu was someone who couldn't hold back, so he asked directly, "Captain, weren't the people killed by ghosts? Why are we going to ask the concubine?"
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