Chapter 63 The Evil Daughter Who Was Driven Away
She slept all the way to Sijiucheng. After the car stopped, Zhang Xiaojia got out. There were fields outside the Fifth Ring Road of Sijiucheng. This was something she, a country bumpkin, had never expected. She thought that every inch of land in Sijiucheng was worth a lot of money.
Looking up at the starry sky, there was no moon.
Zhang Xiaojia took out the villa next to the field and was waiting for Xu Yizhi to arrive.
He Fei suddenly appeared. Zhang Xiaojia looked at him, walked over, pulled off his clothes, looked at the injuries on his body, and found that there were no scars on his skin. He Fei forcibly took out the artifact and put it on Zhang Xiaojia.
Zhang Xiaojia gave him a slap on the head and said, "Are you an idiot? Why are you using this magical tool for no reason? I will use it when I really need it. I know what is important and what is not.
He Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Xiaojia continued, "You learn sign language, and I'll learn it too. Otherwise, there's no way we can communicate."
He Fei nodded.
He Fei took out the food. Zhang Xiaojia looked at the prawns and crabs. Are there any crabs on earth that big?
She is not a fool because she has lost her memory!
Did He Fei travel through time?
Is she his mission?
He Fei fed her, and she was lost in thought.
After eating, He Fei disappeared.
Zhang Xiaojia took a shower and went to bed.
The next day, when Xu Yizhi arrived, Zhang Xiaojia quickly said, "Senior Brother Xu, thank you for your help."
Zhang Xiaojia clutched the thick bundle of documents tightly in his hands, his brow furrowed as he gazed solemnly at the contents. Among them was a chilling sorcery—transforming babies into black people! Furthermore, there were also instances of using feng shui to harm lives and steal fortune, among other evils. Behind all these evil deeds, the shadow of the enigmatic Celestial Lord loomed.
Xu Yizhi raised his head and looked at Zhang Xiaojia sitting across from him. He said in a serious tone, "Remember that time during your live broadcast where a yellow couple gave birth to a black baby? Afterwards, after an in-depth investigation, we found that such incidents are by no means isolated cases. The number of such cases is shocking. Those heartless people can wantonly turn innocent children into black, white, or even mixed-race children, and then use this to absorb the luck of the entire family. It is truly unforgivable!"
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia frowned slightly and said angrily, "What on earth does this abominable bastard want to do?!"
Xu Yizhi took a deep breath, then continued solemnly, "What's even more shocking is that, based on the various clues and evidence we've gathered so far, this insane, unethical, and abhorrent act of baby swapping has persisted for almost two hundred years! It's simply outrageous! However, due to the vast length of time that has passed, detailed information related to this earlier period has been lost to history, making it nearly impossible to track down or retrieve."
Zhang Xiaojia stared at Xu Yizhi, his eyes widening as he pondered the implications of his words. Could it be that... the enigmatic Celestial Venerable was already at least two hundred years old? After all, we're living in the Dharma Ending Age! In such an era, it's simply impossible for anyone to achieve such a long lifespan, to reach the ripe old age of two hundred. Back then, when the Japanese invaders launched their war of aggression against China, countless Taoists resolutely descended from the mountains to join the fight to defend their homeland. By the time the brutal war finally concluded, these once-brave Taoists had suffered heavy casualties, leaving only a handful, less than one percent, alive. As a result, the Taoist traditions they inherited were severely disrupted.
But if this Heavenly Venerable is really 200 years old, it means that the magic he masters has not been affected by this gap, and the depth of his magic is probably beyond the reach of all Taoists in the world today.
At the same time, if the facts are indeed as speculated, then how could the Taoists easily kill such a powerful person with deep roots in Taoism?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojia felt as if a heavy rock was pressing on her heart, making her a little breathless.
"What does the leader of Xuanmen, your master, think of this Tianzun?" Zhang Xiaojia asked tentatively.
Xu Yizhi said, "The Heavenly Venerable can connect the broken Dao methods."
When Xu Yizhi heard this, he was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "This Tianzun can reconnect the broken Taoism. My master didn't say whether to kill him or not." When he said this, Xu Yizhi's eyes became deep.
Zhang Xiaojia blinked and asked again, "What about you?" Her eyes were fixed on Xu Yizhi, as if she wanted to see through his eyes to see his inner thoughts.
Xu Yizhi's eyes became extremely firm, and he answered without hesitation: "Since the Way of Heaven has caused a gap in the Tao, then we must start over again! Those who have committed many evil deeds must be punished, and there is absolutely no room for negotiation! Because... my parents were brutally murdered by the evil way." When he said this, his fists clenched unconsciously, and sparks of hatred flashed in his eyes.
Zhang Xiaojia was slightly startled, obviously not expecting Xu Yizhi to have such a tragic experience. After a moment of silence, she asked softly, "Could it be that Tianzun also worked in the Special Office?"
Xu Yizhi nodded and said, "Well, I have already told Captain Laoxing about this matter. He should be here soon. He will explain the details to you then." After that, he took a deep breath and tried to calm his excited emotions.
The two didn't have to wait long; soon, Old Xing arrived at the scene. He approached with a slightly nervous expression, clutching a thick stack of paper documents. Zhang Xiaojia scanned the documents in their hands with a sharp eye, and a sense of foreboding welled up in her heart. After all, in this digital age, most cases are handled by computers. If they were still holding paper documents, it meant there must be some hidden secret within them—perhaps they had secretly taken them!
Zhang Xiaojia took a deep breath, gathered her composure, and focused her attention on the information about Tianzun before her. She first picked up the photo and examined it carefully. The man in the photo looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, with a plain, unremarkable appearance. If such a person were thrown into a crowd, it would be difficult to recognize him even at a second glance.
At this time, Old Xing lowered his voice and spoke, "This is Tianzun. His name in the Special Office is Zhang Qingcheng. With my current access, I can only obtain this much information. From what I know, Tianzun is one of the founding members of our Special Office, and almost all of the Taoist methods used by the entire office were created and perfected by him. It's no exaggeration to say that it's because of Tianzun's existence that our Special Office has been able to gain a firm foothold in the world. Without his dedication and hard work, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be qualified to be mentioned on the same level as you..."
Zhang Xiaojia asked in confusion, "From your tone, does the Special Office think he is evil?"
Old Xing nodded calmly and said, "Indeed, many in our Special Office believe he's not a pervert. There's not a trace of evil in him; instead, he radiates a rich aura of virtue. However..." At this point, Old Xing slowly pulled out several old newspapers from the Haicheng Municipal Government during the Republican era, then carefully produced a photograph of Tianzun. He picked up a paintbrush and gently painted over the previously clean-cut mouth area of the Tianzun photo. Soon, a black beard appeared on the paper. Amazingly, this altered photo bore an exact resemblance to the face of a certain figure in those newspapers!
Old Xing took a deep breath and continued, "This man was Osaki Ichizo, a Japanese officer stationed in Haicheng at the time. He was tasked with the important task of hunting down our underground operatives lurking in the shadows. From what I've learned, while this colonel didn't command a large number of personnel, he possessed exceptionally sharp and precise intelligence-gathering abilities. Because of this, he was always able to quickly and accurately identify numerous of our underground operatives. Even more bizarre, those comrades who had the misfortune of falling into his clutches would, for unknown reasons, betray the organization and sell out their comrades. And two days later, as if awakening from a dream, these traitors, realizing their actions, invariably chose to commit suicide."
Old Xing paused briefly, as if calming his turbulent emotions. Then, his tone grave, he added, "Later, a Taoist priest finally noticed the clues and stepped forward. Using his profound Taoist techniques, he successfully cracked the evil formation. Not only did he slay the colonel's men, he even expended his entire life's cultivation and lifespan to annihilate their souls in one fell swoop, ultimately perishing alongside them, a heroic sacrifice."
Old Xing went on to say, "The story behind this all started with my great-grandmother. It was she who was searching for that Taoist priest back then! She never believed from the bottom of her heart that my grandfather was a traitor. Our family has detailed records of this! We even have a special tablet at home for worshipping that Taoist priest."
Old Xing paused, took a sip of water, and continued, "Ten years ago, my uncle sent his granddaughter to study in this city. Taking advantage of this opportunity, my uncle stopped by to visit me. Coincidentally, he stumbled upon Tianzun and thought he looked very familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't recall where he had seen him. A whole year passed like this, until the following year's Qingming Festival. When our family went to pay homage to the Taoist priest as usual, it suddenly dawned on my uncle that Tianzun looked exactly like the Japanese Osaki Issei!"
Old Xing was lost in his memories. Zhang Xiaojia and Xu Yizhi did not urge him, but waited for him to narrate slowly.
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