"I know you're trying to alert the enemy and force the Tang family to take action. They'll definitely reveal their true intentions, but they have many tricks up their sleeves. If they give up and decide to fight us to the death, it's not worth it. I want to live."
As Ling Wei spoke, tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
"Tang Yimin is the one who suggested digging out my eyes!"
"I didn't notice her at first. Most of the people who killed me were elderly, and I don't know how they hid their features. After they took my soul, someone appeared who wanted to dig out my eyes. She was wearing a mask, so I could only tell by her voice that she was a young woman."
Because she was so out of tune with the others, Ling Wei was particularly impressed.
"Deputy Director, I know many masters can observe qi, but they rely on acquired cultivation. I am born with this ability, so I can observe more qi than other masters."
"Tang Yimin's aura is very special. It has many colors, good, bad, pure, or turbid mixed together. She looks like a rag doll made of various fabrics. Even though I'm looking at her through the screen, I'm sure I'm not mistaken. It's her!"
Recalling her experiences in her previous life, Ling Wei trembled with fear deep in her bones.
"Growing up was not easy for me. You might think I'm weak and can be bullied, that I have no sense of justice, that I'm a loser and a coward, but I was too scared and wanted to survive."
As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl squatted down, hugged her knees and sobbed.
For a socially anxious person, talking too much at one time is really a torture.
"Don't cry." Su Lianyi put the tissue in her hand.
"Ling Wei, you may be a coward, but I understand. Your death in your previous life will soon come. During this time, don't leave my side. You don't have to do anything. I will protect you."
Her voice was firm and clear, which made people feel at ease for some reason. The spiritual light of the Heart Purification Mantra fell on the little girl, and Ling Wei cried even louder.
"Wuwuwu!" Ling Wei threw herself into Su Lianyi's arms, wailing loudly, "Deputy Director, you're so good to me, you're so good. Compared to the two, I feel even more useless."
"Why don't you just say some toxic chicken soup!"
Su Lianyi: ...I really would thank you.
Instead of spouting toxic chicken soup, you might as well draw two talismans and kill the old monster!
The door was gently pushed open, and Gu Zhan appeared at the door. His eyes fell on the two of them, and his smile did not reach his eyes: "Ms. Ling, your death date is the closest to everyone else. If you have time to cry, you might as well think more about how to change your life and deal with your enemies."
"For example, you threw yourself into my girlfriend's arms and played the victim. That's useless. Do it less in the future, or better yet, don't do it at all."
Ling Wei shrank back into the corner like a quail with its throat strangled.
Help! Help!
Why would a stranger appear here? What he said seemed to make sense, which made me even sadder.
Ling Wei was as sad as a 200-pound child.
"There's one thing I don't understand." Su Lianyi saw Ling Wei calm down and started talking about business. "Li Zefeng's attitude towards Tang Yimin can be described as tolerance and indulgence. He's not a good-tempered person. There were many times when he was clearly extremely angry, but he forced himself to endure it."
"The problem should lie with the Tang family. Tang Yimin doesn't seem to be an insider."
Su Lianyi was able to understand all this thanks to that novel.
The original text describes that the male protagonist Li Zefeng would subconsciously fold his hands when he was angry, "his wrists were tightened, and his knuckles were cracking." She suspected that the male protagonist might be old and have osteoporosis. Ahem, now is not the time to talk about this.
In a nutshell, Li Fengfeng was obviously afraid of something.
"We're thinking the same thing." Gu Zhan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and handed over the sealed folder in his hand. "Ask someone to privately investigate his whereabouts. Li Zefeng had no contact with Tang Yimin or the Tang family before."
He turned to the second page of the document and pointed at one of the photocopied photos. "This is Li Zichu, the current head of the Li family, and Li Zefeng's father."
"It's said that this person is obsessed with seeking immortality and the Way. Ever since his son became an adult, he has stopped interfering in business matters and never appears in the media. He acts in a mysterious manner, appearing to have seen through the mundane world."
"Li Zichu is the second son of the previous head of the Li family. Thirty years ago, the Li family wasn't as prosperous as it is today. Second Master Li was just an ordinary playboy, enjoying himself with food, drink, and pleasure. He had an older brother who was the Li family's designated and publicly publicized heir. He had been exposed to the family business early on, and the eldest son of the Li family had some business acumen and did quite well in this area."
"But things are unpredictable. Who could have imagined that the eldest son of the Li family would drift away and die in a woman's bed. When he was found, he was naked, his face was pale, and he looked like a spirit..." Gu Zhan paused and changed the words: "The oil is exhausted and the lamp is exhausted."
"The Li family elders considered it extremely shameful and went to great lengths to cover it up. Coincidentally, the day the eldest son was discovered happened to be a gathering of business celebrities. The Li family became the laughingstock of the entire class. These people were not easily silenced, and a lot of gossip still leaked out."
"After the eldest son of the Li family died, Li Zichu was discovered by the elders of the Li family, who painstakingly trained him and eventually heir to the family business."
"Later, Li Zichu accepted a business marriage, gave birth to his only son, Li Zefeng, and retreated behind the scenes."
"He did nothing, and the family business fell into his hands. He did nothing, and the Li family prospered. He did nothing, and yet he became one of the world's richest and famous people." Su Lianyi grasped the key point.
Li Zefeng is quite outstanding if you ignore his character. After all, he is the male protagonist and a favorite of God. However, his excellence has its limits and he cannot reach the level of a peerless genius.
He inherited the family fortune in his teens, helped his father become a household name, and crushed veterans from all walks of life. He never returned from his long and proud journey. Heavenly Dao, listen to this? Listen to this? Is this even remotely plausible?
Neither she nor Gu Zhan were born at that time, so of course they didn't know the inside story.
There won’t be any elder who, decades later, would hold his grandchildren and gossip, “Many years ago, there was a young man in the XX family who was killed by a ladybug.”
It is a bit difficult to find out these things, but Gu has a wide network of contacts, so there will still be people willing to reveal them.
Gu Zhan turned another page.
This time it was an original black-and-white old photo with five people in total.
"The photo is over thirty years old. The first one on the left is Wu Jing from Chenyuan Temple," his fingertips slid, finally landing on a man in his thirties or forties. "The old man from the Tang family, Tang Jun, is the current president of the Taoist Association. The young man at the back is Li Zichu, who was in his early twenties at the time."
"The other two, one has passed away, the other's surname is Li, and he has no relationship with the Li family, they just have the same surname. He is known as Taoist Master Jiayu."
Su Lianyi's eyes widened slightly.
The Samsara Mirror hidden in her sea of consciousness felt faintly hot. She took a deep breath and injected spiritual energy into the Samsara Mirror, trying to catch the fleeting spiritual light.
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