Ling Su woke up in darkness.
After he opened his eyes, he immediately realized the problem: his head felt dizzy, his eyelids were heavy, and his limbs were weak, as if he had been fed several pounds of knockout drugs.
Hiss... This situation is really bad.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Su bit the tip of his tongue hard and muttered something. After a while, his mind felt clear.
It was late, the moonlight was dim, and there were shadows of people in the distance. There was a buzzing sound in my ears, as if someone was talking, but the sound was too far away to be clear.
Concentrating and holding her breath, Lingsu moved her ears, and every word of the distant conversation came into her ears.
"Why did you arrest two people?"
"I only caught one, but who knows where the other one came from, so I brought it back."
"Are you sick? You caught too many but have no money to pay..."
"Hey! You know what? These two look exactly like each other. Who knows which one is Jing Cheng? This is weird. I've never heard that the Jing family has twins..."
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What are they talking about? Ling Su thought carefully, Jing Cheng... are they talking about me?
No, he has been using the name "Lingsu" for many years. The last person who called him by his real name has passed away, and the people of the Jing family have been calling him "evil star" and "death star" and refuse to acknowledge him. Logically, no one should know his real name anymore.
However, before he could react, the people outside started arguing again.
"Damn it!" A rough voice sounded, and said in an angry tone, "The Jing family actually didn't give us money!"
"Why? They don't want their son anymore? Could it be that we really caught the wrong person?" another voice answered.
"This guy is always on the news. Even if his face turned to ashes, I would still remember it. How could I have mistaken him?"
"Call again!"
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"Tell them, if they don't give me money, I'll kill them!"
So... he was kidnapped?
Ling Su just felt incredible. Although he had offended many people over the years, he only made those people lose a little money. He never hurt anyone or harmed anyone. At most, they would spit on him and greet him. How could they kidnap him?
What's more, who in the world doesn't know that he is a penniless and poor man?
However, these people were able to trick him without anyone noticing, which showed they were quite capable.
After moving his body, Ling Su realized that his hands and feet had been tied up without him noticing. He struggled hard, but... failed to break free?
Ling Su looked down at the things that bound his hands and feet in surprise. The rope was made of unknown material, as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, and it was tightly attached to his wrists... It seemed that adhesive was used?
After fiddling with it for a while, Ling Su finally got the thing off. She rubbed her wrist and found that it was sticky.
The kidnapper's kidnapping tools were quite sophisticated and almost trapped him.
...It was a long time later that he realized that this thing was tape, a daily necessity in the household.
The kidnappers seemed to be very confident in their hostages. It had been a while since Lingsu woke up, but no one had come to check on him.
It's too much of an underestimation of him.
Ling Su raised her eyebrows and took a quick look at the surroundings. This was probably a warehouse. There was no light, and large and small iron barrels were arranged in a mess. No one knew what was inside, and the smell was very strange.
After sniffing, Ling Su discovered that in addition to this strange smell in the warehouse, there was also a faint smell of blood.
There are people injured?
Ling Su slowly stood up and looked forward with all his strength. Sure enough, there was a person lying not far in front of him.
The man was dressed very fashionably, his clothes were very slim-fitting, and judging by his figure, he should be a young man. However, the posture he was lying on the ground was not very nice, like a corpse that had been casually discarded.
Ling Su walked over quickly, and before he squatted down to check, he discovered something extremely important - he could not feel the man's breathing!
Only then did he notice that the bloodstains winding along the ground had dried up.
Dead?
Ling Su's heart sank. He reached out and touched the man's nose. There was no breathing. He then touched his neck. There was no beating either.
The bloodstain appeared from the back of the man's head. It must be that the kidnapper didn't pay attention when he knocked the man unconscious and threw him here, and accidentally hit a vital part.
After thinking for a moment, Lingsu put his finger to his mouth, bit it hard, squeezed blood out of his fingertip, and quickly drew a talisman on the corpse.
In the darkness, a faint red light slowly flowed along the runes drawn by Lingsu, and then the runes sank, merged into the body, and then disappeared.
This is a soul-calling talisman, a method commonly used by Taoists to call back souls. However, Ling Su did not have yellow talisman paper and cinnabar, so he had to use fingertip blood instead.
Usually after a person dies, the seven spirits disperse first, and then the three souls leave the body. The three souls are the heavenly soul, the earthly soul, and the life soul. The legendary soul-catcher only catches the life soul.
Ling Su was naturally summoning the soul. It wasn't that he was meddling in other people's business, but when the Taoists reached a certain level of cultivation, they would have a sense of connection between heaven and man. When he first saw the corpse, he had a strange feeling, as if there was something connecting the two of them.
He couldn't see the other person's face in the dark, but he had just heard from the kidnappers that there were two hostages in the warehouse who looked the same. If he guessed correctly, the body lying on the ground was the other hostage.
Why does she look exactly like him?
And what's going on with this strange feeling?
He now only hoped that the soul of this gentleman had not gone too far, because he still wanted to ask some questions to answer the doubts in his heart.
For example, he still remembered that he had gone to Taiyin Mountain to reinforce the demon-suppressing talisman. In fact, this should have been the responsibility of the head of their Jing family. Once every hundred years, the demon-suppressing talisman was only passed down from generation to generation by the head of the family, and no one else knew about it. It was a pity that the head of the previous generation passed away too early, and he was driven out of the family before he could take over. The position of the head of this generation was broken due to internal strife, so after a lot of twists and turns, he had to go in person.
However, when he was sealing it, there was lightning and thunder, and a huge black hole suddenly appeared in the sky. He had no idea what happened next.
Even now when he thinks back on it, Ling Su still feels a lingering fear.
After waiting for a while, no ghost responded to the call.
Ling Su thought that the other person's soul had dissipated, and after a brief disappointment, he stood up.
When he stood up, something hit his foot. He looked down and saw that it was a hard square card.
Ling Su picked it up and took a look at it in the faint moonlight.
Name: Jing Cheng
Gender: Male
Nationality: Han
Born: August 23, 2001
Address: Villa No. 7, Bigui Garden, Xiangyang District, Shangjing City
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What is this?
Ling Su turned it over and took a look: Resident ID card.
Maybe something to prove identity?
The name was actually the same as his. Ling Su raised an eyebrow, showing some interest, and casually put the small card into his pocket.
Putting these aside for now, the most important thing right now is...
He twisted his wrist and prepared to meet the kidnappers outside.
——You are so bold to dare to provoke your grandfather.
When Ling Su left, she didn't notice that there was a faint flash of red light on the corpse lying on the ground.
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"Boss! The person who answered the phone was a woman. She said that there was no second young master in their family, only the eldest young master. She also said that she would kill us or chop us up, and asked us not to call her again." A thin man held up the phone and said depressedly, "Is the phone number correct?"
"Impossible, I've tried it before, and it's this number!" A man with a scar across his face and a fierce look spat on the ground and cursed, "How dare this bitch deny it!"
A tall and thin man lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and said to the scarred man, "Huh~ Boss, you shouldn't have agreed to her in the first place. You've only been out of prison for a short time. If you go back to jail, I won't be able to get you out..."
"Shut up! You seek wealth and honor through danger, don't you? Without me, you wouldn't know where you'd be hiding right now... Wait, where the hell are you smoking? Are you blind to the gasoline all over the room? Are you tired of living? Put out your cigarette now!"
"I can't help it. Can a cigarette like this cause this warehouse to explode? Besides, we are outside. What's there to be afraid of?"
As he spoke, the tall and thin man shook his cigarette butt, and the sparks were particularly conspicuous in the night, causing the scarred man to twitch his face.
"Then boss, what should we do now?" the thin man asked cautiously.
"What should we do? I'll chop off a finger of that kid and send it to the Jing family. I'll see if they still acknowledge this son... Hmm? Who's there?"
The scarred man turned his head alertly, and after seeing clearly the man standing in front of the warehouse, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
The moonlight made the outline of the man's face particularly clear. It was an extremely handsome face with big eyes, and he looked a little naive. But his cold white skin and bright red lips made him look like a lifeless corpse.
Humph, playing tricks!
I don't know how long I've been standing there listening. These two idiots can't even take care of a child!
The scarred man was about to ask his companions to arrest him, but he didn't expect that the "beautiful corpse" would speak first.
Ling Su smiled slightly, with two dimples on both sides of her cheeks, looking quite cute: "You just want to chop off someone's fingers, isn't that a bit cruel? When discussing something, we should talk instead of use physical force, as harmony brings wealth."
God damn, peace brings wealth! Who wants to be in harmony with you to make money?
The skinny kidnapper almost vomited.
The tall and thin kidnapper choked on the cigarette in his throat and started coughing uncontrollably.
Even the scarred man looked at Ling Su in surprise, thinking that this kid had gone crazy after being tied up by them. However, he escaped and ran in front of them, which showed that he was just a fool.
Little did they know that the man before them was not the wealthy young man they wanted to kidnap, but a Taoist priest who traveled through time from a hundred years ago.
So the scarred man said, "Stop talking nonsense to me! I think you are tired of living!"
As he said this, he was about to step forward and take action.
Ling Su's expression was not very good either. If the other party didn't listen to his kind words, then don't blame him for being rude: "There are thousands of ways to make money, but you insist on going to extremes. There are gods above your heads, and you... aren't you afraid of retribution?"
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The author has something to say:
The Heavenly Master of the Republic of China traveled to the modern times. He would definitely make a lot of jokes after traveling through time. The little angels should look at him with tolerance. Ha~
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