Chapter 151 A Talented Actor Used as Cannon Fodder (Part 48) Zhang Mofeng...
Zhang Mofeng tried to calm his voice and said casually, "Have you finished your business? When are you coming back? I've been to a lot of places lately and brought you a lot of local specialties, like ginseng, deer antler, polygonatum, and goji berries. They're all Chinese medicinal herbs that are good for your health."
It took Ji Dongyuan a while to find his voice, "These things are all for nourishing the kidneys, right? You can keep them for yourself, but don't take any medicine randomly. You should find a doctor to prescribe some for you..."
He gave his usual instructions for a while before realizing that Zhang Mofeng, who was usually impatient with these things, did not interrupt him.
"You know now, right?" Ji Dongyuan's tone was as gentle as ever, but to Zhang Mofeng, it felt like falling into an ice cave.
"Why...it really was you!" Zhang Mofeng's voice was dry and hoarse. "Why did you betray us? Why did you kill those people?"
Ji Dongyuan gently comforted him, "Don't get so agitated. The people we killed were all sinful. If they lived in this world, they would only harm more people."
Zhang Mofeng was amused by his fallacies and heresies, "They made mistakes, and they should be punished by law. What right do you have to judge them!"
"But some people are beyond the reach of the law, like that taxi driver. A woman once asked him for a ride late at night, but he coldly stood by and left a vulnerable woman on the road, causing her death..."
Before Ji Dongyuan could finish speaking, Zhang Mofeng interrupted him, "I have thoroughly investigated the life of that taxi driver, and I also know everything about the woman you mentioned. The police station had a record of it."
The woman wanted a ride but refused to pay, insisting that she was in dire straits and wanted to repay the favor with her body. The place where she got the ride wasn't in the middle of nowhere, but in the city center, which was brightly lit even at night. The driver immediately called the police for her.
His car has a dashcam, and the audio recordings and statements from the scene are also on file at the police station. I made a copy of it before. Would you like to listen to them now?
Ji Dongyuan remained silent for a moment, but finally managed to argue, "Then he also bears some responsibility. If he hadn't been so calculating, this woman might not have died."
Zhang Mofeng rubbed his forehead. "Do you know how this woman died?"
"It is said that he was murdered by a villain..." Ji Dongyuan was interrupted by Zhang Mofeng before he could finish speaking.
"She went to find her next target on the road, but she ran into a tough nut to crack, got killed, and had her body thrown into the river." Zhang Mofeng couldn't tell for a moment whether Ji Dongyuan had warped values or had been deceived.
"Do you know who that woman is?" He didn't wait for the other person to answer before saying directly, "Back then, she was a con artist who used honey traps. Although she only managed to scam three or five hundred yuan each time, she had already scammed twenty or thirty people."
He took a deep breath and asked, "Now tell me, what did this taxi driver do wrong? Was he too wary? Or was he too honest?"
Zhang Mofeng listened as the other person murmured, "Impossible, Master and Sect Leader wouldn't lie to me, there must be some misunderstanding!"
Zhang Mochen, who had been by Zhang Mofeng's side the whole time, couldn't help but chime in upon hearing this: "Even if someone truly has sins, that will wait until they go down to the underworld, where the King of Hell will investigate their life's merits and demerits. It's none of your business to interfere!"
"They're using the ghostly energy of a level nine ghost king to control people, and you still think this kind of sect is a righteous sect? How many people did that ghost king kill after he broke free of his seal? Are you blind and brainless?!"
Zhang Mofeng wished he could crawl into the phone and shake the guy's head to see how much water had gotten inside.
Zhang Mochen emerged from the jade pendant and patted Zhang Mofeng on the shoulder. Now that he was a civil servant in the underworld, he had actually grown taller. Before, he couldn't even reach his friend's shoulder.
"What crime did that delivery guy named Wang Ningyuan commit? He's a law-abiding citizen; he's never even run a red light," Zhang Mochen asked Ji Dongyuan directly.
Even the kindest person in the underworld doesn't feel compassion for everyone they meet. The fact that he still remembers Wang Ningyuan suggests that Wang Ningyuan's character is not bad.
Ji Dongyuan couldn't help but sigh, "Ning Yuan is my junior brother. He has been well-behaved and obedient since childhood. This time, he also sacrificed himself for the sect voluntarily. The sect is in decline and cannot afford the consequences of angering Senior Lin. We brothers are all orphans and were adopted and raised by the sect. The sect has treated us with immense kindness..."
When did Senior Lin ever say he was going to cause you trouble?! A bunch of cowardly and vicious idiots!
Zhang Mofeng, who was still furious, suddenly interrupted upon hearing this:
When you were young, many of the country's policies were already quite comprehensive. Even if you saw abandoned orphans, you would report it to the police and the state would provide them with unified care. Where did your sect get so many orphans to be your disciples?
He took a breath and then asked, "Don't you have parents? That Wang Ningyuan also has relatives and friends, so how did he become an orphan?!"
Ji Dongyuan explained in his still gentle tone: "In order to make it easier to register our household registration, and also because of some reasons related to our destiny, we brothers and sisters will find a family near the sect to become godparents. We will be children of that family in terms of status, but we will not live with them. After we come of age, we will give them money every month as a form of filial piety."
Zhang Mofeng was once again certain that this guy was a complete idiot; wasn't there definitely something wrong with his identity?!
Even if they were truly orphans picked up from the street, it wouldn't matter much if they were raised in the sect. With these people's methods, getting an ID card for the disciples would be a piece of cake.
As for destiny, it is always said that cultivating Taoism and immortality requires abandoning the mortal world, but no cultivator insists on finding parents for themselves.
He used Zhang Mochen's phone to call his bureau chief, "Boss, put the DNA of Wang Ningyuan, the guy who got into trouble before, into the anti-trafficking DNA database for comparison. Also, compare that idiot Ji Dongyuan's DNA too!"
Zhang Mofeng didn't hang up the phone, and Ji Dongyuan, for reasons unknown, also didn't hang up. The two remained silent for a long time until Director Huang announced the result.
Ji Dongyuan and Wang Ningyuan were indeed abducted children. Ji Dongyuan was the only son in his family. His parents were childhood sweethearts, and they should have lived a happy life as a family of three.
After he disappeared, the couple did not have any more children and traveled all over the country searching for him for twelve years. They eventually died of illness on the way to find him.
When Wang Ningyuan went missing, his mother was already eight months pregnant. The shock caused her to give birth prematurely. She would spend three to five months a year looking for her child. Although her life was dull and lifeless, she was still living well.
Ji Dongyuan looked at the information Zhang Mofeng sent and hung up the phone abruptly, making Zhang Mofeng so angry that he almost smashed his phone.
"I must have been blind to have made such an idiot my friend!"
Zhang Mochen watched his friend running around the room like a complete idiot, occasionally pulling out a strand of his own hair, and couldn't help but feel a similar sense of unease.
Ji Dongyuan's location was not in the deep mountains and forests that Zhang Mofeng had imagined, but in a villa complex. The people in their sect were not fools; of course, they would make themselves comfortable if they had money.
As a disciple who made outstanding contributions, he also had a place here. However, Ji Dongyuan did not return to his own villa, but went to the one next door and walked in without knocking.
"Second Brother, give me two strands of your hair. I recently learned how to draw amulets. Try it on with your hair and see how it works."
Ji Dongyuan put his arm around his second senior brother's shoulder, who was meditating, and casually tugged a few strands of his hair. "Don't worry, this time it definitely won't turn into an unlucky talisman."
The senior brother behind him just laughed and cursed once, then let him go.
Ji Dongyuan visited seven or eight villas, collected all the hairs of his fellow apprentices, packed them into bags, labeled them, and then sent them to Director Huang.
Even now, the people he trusts most are his former colleagues.
Director Huang looked at the received package and the phone number that could be reached again, and finally checked it for him.
Because of his special connections, Ji Dongyuan quickly obtained the results. As he expected, all his fellow apprentices were children who had been trafficked.
Fortunately, their relatives are still alive, and they still have the opportunity to reunite with their families.
After giving the amulets to his fellow disciples, Ji Dongyuan mysteriously gave them another gift, specifying that it would only be effective if opened at a certain location, saying that he needed to have his data measured.
He would send a copy of the cultivation techniques and talismans he learned from Song Yu back to his sect. Everyone in the sect benefited greatly from them, and naturally no one would refuse his small requests.
Ji Dongyuan only hoped that his fellow disciples would never come back after they left. Now that the world was at peace, even if they went back to be ordinary people, they could still live a life free from want.
The Qingyin Sect did not build the villa complex in this place casually. In addition to the excellent feng shui, it was also because the ninth-level ghost king was sealed in the lake in the center of the villa complex.
As usual, Ji Dongyuan took a bath and changed his clothes before going to report to his master, of course, about the various information he had learned from the Paranormal Administration Bureau.
He spoke in great detail, explaining in detail what cases he encountered each day, what techniques he learned, and even frankly about the things that might arouse suspicion about him.
The only thing they didn't mention was Zhang Mofeng's phone call.
In Master's room, there is a formation that prevents lying and concealment. It was there when he was a child, supposedly to prevent them from lying and not cultivating properly.
Looking back now, it's clear that they had been preparing for this all along.
Fortunately, when he received Zhang Mofeng's call, they were already within the villa complex, and all he needed to report on were matters outside.
The master, who appeared to be a sage, was not an old-fashioned person. He was very knowledgeable about many modern things. He directly asked for Ji Dongyuan's phone and only felt relieved after confirming that he was still in Song Yu's online class group.
"Stay calm and don't give yourself away unintentionally. They might just be testing you. If you really expose yourself, will you still be able to stay in the group and listen to the lesson properly?"
Master's words did make some sense. Even Ji Dongyuan didn't understand why he hadn't been kicked out of the group yet.
This may be the difference in mindset between traditional and modern teachers.
In Song Yu and Lin You's view, this was just a case of students from other schools sneaking in to audit the class and then teaching it to their own classmates and teachers.
The group chat was full of methods for catching ghosts and exorcising demons. It's always a good thing if there are fewer demons in the world.
Ji Dongyuan thus passed a test. Just as he came out of his master's villa, he suddenly discovered that wisps of black mist were rising from the lake in front of the villa, which had always been calm.
Song Yu, who was filming an action scene on set, and Lin You, who was practicing in the lounge, both stopped at the same time.
The ghost's notification sound was eight octaves higher than usual, and it also carried an unusually emotional fluctuation in its electronic tone.
[Ding! The Level 9 Ghost King is about to break its seal. Please prepare yourself!]
[Ding! Entering Level 1 Preparation Status; the Golden Finger Shop has been unlocked to the highest level!]
[Ding! The level nine Ghost King's strength is beyond the host's current capabilities. Please be extra careful.]
[Ding! Stop filming, you idiot! Hurry up and meet up with Youyou to fight the monster! That thing is still a long way off; if it really comes out, it could destroy half the city!]
[Ding! You damn Heavenly Dao, you screwed me over! I'm going to report you too!!!]
He has the ability to catch ghosts, but even if it's during his probationary period, such a serious accident during his employment would still require him to write a self-criticism!
A Heavenly Dao with so many schemes should be locked up in a dark room for reformation!
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