Chapter 8
Zhang Yu’s wife is Liu Yiyue.
She is the niece of Zhang Yu's business partner. Zhang Yu fell in love with Liu Yiyue at first sight at a dinner party and began to pursue her madly.
Although he was said to be crazy, Zhang Yu knew when to act, he was good-looking, and his business was booming. Liu Yiyue soon fell for his gentleness.
Liu Yiyue always felt that she was lucky.
Until just now, her husband was driving the car normally but seemed to have fallen into a terrible nightmare. After he stepped on the brakes, he started talking nonsense... No, not nonsense.
It was he who admitted to murdering his best friend.
Her husband is a murderer!
This realization challenged Liu Yiyue's rationality, making her feel as if she had fallen into an icy pond, freezing her to the point of being unable to move.
No wonder, no wonder Zhang Yu’s expression is always a little strange every time Cheng Puyu is mentioned.
She thought that Cheng Puyu had broken Zhang Yu's heart, but she didn't expect that there was such a big secret hidden in it!
"No!" Zhang Yu suddenly came to his senses, grabbed his wife's wrist, and explained anxiously, "Things are not what you think. I can explain it!"
"What are you explaining?" Liu Yiyue's voice trembled, as if it was the first day she met him. "You just confessed everything. You said that in order to pay off an 800,000 yuan gambling debt, you accepted a Taoist priest's suggestion and killed your best friend... Zhang Yu, that was a life! A life!"
Zhang Yu opened his mouth, but seeing his wife's excited expression, he knew that struggling was useless. He could only slump into the chair in despair and mumble, "But if I don't do that, three lives will be lost."
"Besides...after his family is gone, my parents will treat him like their own son. If I were to trade his life for my parents', he should agree."
"That's enough! Stop deceiving yourself." Liu Yiyue's eyes were red, and she looked at her husband with disappointment. She bit her lip, closed her eyes, and then opened them again, as if she had made a major decision. She said in a hoarse voice, "Zhang Yu, go and turn yourself in."
"Turn myself in?" Zhang Yu seemed incredulous. "You want me to turn myself in? Our son is only one year old. If I turn myself in, what will happen to you? What will happen to our son?"
"Of course, you'll remarry with your son."
Duan Yunshuang, who had received the news, rested one hand on the hood of the black car. She stepped on high heels and looked down at Zhang Yu's face, which suddenly turned towards her. A sarcastic smile appeared on her beautiful face. "Otherwise, is she going to have to guard her ruthless murderer ex-husband for the rest of her life?"
Cruel, murderer, ex-husband.
Every word was like a knife stabbing Zhang Yu's heart.
He angrily demanded, "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to make decisions for her?!"
Duan Yunshuang looked him up and down, scoffed, and then, with a long finger raised in front of Zhang Yu's furious eyes, he took out his ID: "Here, do you see clearly? Who am I?"
Zhang Yu's face suddenly turned pale.
Duan Yunshuang waved his hand and said lazily, "Alright, take him away and ask the Taoist priest what's going on."
Without even glancing at the people inside, Duan Yunshuang straightened up and glanced around, quickly catching sight of the black Maybach silhouette in the darkness. A smile crossed her lips, and she walked over and knocked on the closed car window.
"Brother, you—"
Before he could finish his words, the car window rolled down, revealing a cold face with sharp brows.
But in just a second, Rong Jing squeezed over from the side of Xie Changshi. He was half-lying in Xie Changshi's arms in an incomprehensible posture, with his hands on the car window and his chin resting on his hand, looking over.
Duan Yunshuang swallowed back the "Who the hell are you?" that nearly jumped out of his mouth and regained his smiling expression. "Brother, I'm taking this guy back to the special department first. If I can pry any other useful information out of him later, I'll contact you anytime."
Rong Jing nodded: "Okay, please."
Duan Yunshuang sighed, "Don't be so polite, just call me sister, I'm only a few years older than you."
Rong Jing could sense Duan Yunshuang's good intentions and readily changed her tone: "Okay, sister."
Only then did Duan Yunshuang walk away in her high heels with satisfaction.
…
The black Maybach drove back to the tube building.
Cheng Puyu, who had seemed to have lost all his energy since he figured out the cause of his death, didn't even blink, and followed Rong Jing like a tail as he got out of the car. However, he was picked up by Rong Jing a short while later and thrown back into the car.
It raised its confused eyes, silently asking what was going on.
Xie Changshi replied on behalf of Rong Jing: "You and Song Qing will stay in the hotel together tonight."
"Oh." Cheng Puyu was too lazy to ask the reason. Anyway, it did whatever Rong Jing and the others told it to do.
However, after hearing this order, Song Qing bit his lip and began to think——
So should he book two rooms or let Cheng Puyu live with him?
If people live with ghosts, what’s the difference between that and living in a haunted house?
But it seems a bit wasteful to open two rooms, and the ghost looks in very bad condition, as if he will commit suicide in the next second.
Song Qing frowned, sighed, and decided to comfort it: "Hey, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Cheng Puyu said weakly, throwing down these two words and stopped talking.
The black Maybach fell into deathly silence again.
Song Qing felt that the car was too depressing and was about to turn on some music to ease the stagnant atmosphere when Cheng Puyu unexpectedly spoke again.
Its eyes were lifeless as it stared at the rows of green plants whizzing by outside the window. Its voice was low, as if in distress. "It's so strange. I used to feel like he truly treated me like a younger brother. When my parents first passed away, he only had ten yuan on him, yet he was willing to spend nine on snacks for me. And in the end, he chose to watch me die for eight hundred thousand yuan."
It raised its head, met Song Qing's eyes in the rearview mirror, and asked, "Isn't it strange?"
At the same time in the tube building, Rong Jing asked the same question.
Xie Changshi took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger. He unbuttoned his collar with one hand and walked to the refrigerator. He took out a can of milk and took out a clean cup with half-closed eyes. He watched the milky white liquid slowly pour into it and said slowly, "Human nature is inherently complex. Sometimes, a simple thing, a sudden change of thought, and the passage of time can change a person."
"Hmm," Rong Jing frowned, leaned over to him and took a sip of milk, then asked slowly, "What about you? Will these things change you?"
"Of course." Xie Changshi gave an affirmative answer.
"But..." Rong Jing hesitated and muttered softly, "I don't think you've changed. It's been twelve years, and you still give me the same feeling as before."
Rong Jing's sensitivity is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Although he felt that Xie Changshi was different when he first met him, after spending a whole day together, he could clearly feel that Xie Changshi was still the same Xie Changshi.
When I call him to get up, I will cover his face with a wet towel to prevent him from staying in bed, prepare his toothbrush, toothpaste, breakfast, and pour him milk.
It's no different from twelve years ago.
"Because I have something I stand by." A palm stained with moisture from the milk bottle covered Rong Jing's face. The touch, which was below normal temperature, made Rong Jing cry out in fright. He frantically reached out to pull the man's hand away, but the man had already changed his target. His palm pressed against his curled black hair and he said nonchalantly, "Little zombie, you don't need to know so much. Hurry and drink your milk, then go wash up."
Rong Jing: “…”
snort.
Rong Jing gulped down the milk, washed the cup obediently, and went to the bathroom carrying her pajamas.
After washing up, he was still chirping like a sparrow, just like last night, with no sign of sleepiness at all.
Xie Changshi pressed his sore eyelids and suddenly shouted, "My strong one."
"……hold head high?"
"It's time for bed."
"……oh."
Although Rong Jing was not sleepy at first, he heard Xie Changshi's steady and orderly breathing while he was muttering to himself with his eyes open. It was just the sound of breathing, but it seemed to have a magical hypnotic effect. After a while, Rong Jing was yawning and began to doze off while rubbing his head against the soft pillow.
The next morning, Rong Jing smelled the aroma of breakfast and naturally floated to the dining table after washing up.
While eating, Duan Yunshuang sent a message.
It is said that Zhang Yu did not know why the Taoist priest was determined to take Cheng Puyu's life. However, they obtained a photo from Zhang Yu, which was secretly taken when Zhang Yu went to see the Taoist priest. According to the investigation of the special department, the probability of this Taoist priest appearing in public is surprisingly high.
Duan Yunshuang sent Rong Jing a video of more than 20 seconds.
"What's this?" Rong Jing squeezed in beside Xie Changshi with his phone. Xie Changshi lowered his head, looked at it for a few seconds, and replied, "Hotel opening ceremony."
Song Qing quietly leaned over to take a look, and then was surprised: "Isn't this Lu Jiancong?"
Rong Jing's head was full of question marks: "Who is that?"
Song Qing, nicknamed "Buzzkill," immediately explained to Rong Jing, "He's a project manager from Jiangdong Group. He competed with us for a project before, but didn't win."
Just then, Duan Yunshuang's voice arrived: "We asked Lu Jiancong, and he said that this Taoist priest called himself Ling Xiao, and was introduced to him by a CEO of Danfeng Group."
When it comes to Danfeng Group, Rong Jing and the other two all know something about it.
Because the shopping mall that Rong Jing and Xie Changshi went to the day before yesterday was owned by the Danfeng Group.
Rong Jing took a bite of the siu mai and asked unexpectedly, "Do you want to kill a living person?"
Duan Yunshuang was surprised: "You think so too?"
Rong Jing hummed.
He had this suspicion since he learned that Cheng Puyu was trapped in the mall and couldn't escape. After all, he had encountered this situation before when he was with Grandpa Taixu.
Duan Yunshuang: "I've investigated. Construction on the Danfeng Mall was halted around the time Cheng Puyu's accident happened. The workers said they were experiencing something very strange. During the mall's construction, a load-bearing wall kept breaking. Later, the Danfeng Group invited a 'master' who said the mall's foundation was tilted, disrupting its feng shui."
As for how the master solved the problem later, the workers were not aware of it.
"Anyway, judging by the current situation, Cheng Puyu's death is ninety percent related to the stabbing."
After hearing Duan Yunshuang's words, Song Qing was stunned.
Xie was also involved in real estate, and as the president's special assistant, he had been involved in numerous construction projects, so he was familiar with the practice of staking. It was said that to avoid disrupting feng shui and angering the spirits during the construction of large buildings or bridges, some people would choose to sacrifice living people to pray for the project's success.
"Is there really someone who would do such a cruel thing?" Song Qing murmured.
"Yes." Rong Jing hung up the phone and said with lowered eyes, "Isn't Cheng Puyu an example? But..."
Rong Jing thought that the Taoist priest named Ling Xiao must be a veteran and must have put a lot of thought into choosing Cheng Pu Yu.
Cheng Puyu's parents are both deceased, and he has no immediate family, so he uses Zhang Yu to disguise Cheng Puyu's death as running away due to debt. At the same time, Cheng Puyu's inexplicable death also prevents her from knowing the truth and becoming a vengeful spirit, which would then be uncontrollable and destroy the mall.
If he and Xie Changshi had not gone to the mall and Cheng Puyu had not been attracted to Xie Changshi, this secret might have accompanied Cheng Puyu for many years.
Until one day, Tingyang City no longer needs this shopping mall, and the rotten interior will reveal its white bones.
"Now all we have to do is find that guy named Ling Xiao, kill him, and then we can send Cheng Puyu to reincarnation."
However, finding Ling Xiao was no easy task. Duan Yunshuang had someone contact the person in charge of Danfeng Group, but the other party only said, "Sorry, we don't know how Taoist Ling Xiao solved the problem, nor do we know where he is."
Duan Yunshuang thought he was talking nonsense and had already packed up his things and went to Yingzhou to find trouble.
Therefore, Rong Jing and his party do not have to stay in Tingyang.
In silence, Song Qing silently raised his hand.
Rong Jing and Xie Changshi looked over. Song Qing laughed awkwardly. "It's like this. Last night, I had a conversation with Cheng Puyu. Cheng Puyu said that he didn't want to reincarnate yet. He wanted me to ask Mr. Rong if he could postpone his reincarnation."
Rong Jing blinked: "Sure, but if it doesn't reincarnate, what does it want to do?"
Song Qing: "Go to work."
Rong Jing: “?”
Song Qing coughed lightly. "Didn't it just receive the news of being hired by the company before it died? In the end, it was killed before it even reported to the company. It's a bit regrettable."
Rong Jing: “…”
His expression looked a little strange, and he whispered, "If I turned into a ghost, I would lie down and hang over Xie Changshi every day to watch him go to work."
Isn’t it more interesting than working on your own?
Song Qing also found Cheng Puyu's idea a little difficult to understand, but since the other party had asked for it, he couldn't refuse.
and--
"I chatted with him for a while and found that he has quite solid professional knowledge. Besides, he's a ghost and doesn't need to eat, sleep or rest like humans. His work efficiency must be very high."
"Song Qing."
Xie Changshi, who had been silent the whole time, raised his eyelids and said, "I'll give you the seat of President Xie."
Song Qing: "Ah?"
Xie Changshi: "You are more of a capitalist than I am."
Song Qing: “…”
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