Yuan Chu drove to the city center, walked around the Heshi Commercial Building, and found a parking space to park the car.
He Guigui was possessed by the jade pendant, but he still held an umbrella and walked alone on the crowded streets. He's Commercial Building is located in the most prosperous area of the city center. It is about 388 meters high and is known as the tallest building in the city. It is not only a symbol of wealth and status, but also a benchmark building representing the image of the city.
Hejia's core industries include real estate, amusement parks, supermarkets and transportation. He Jinxiu's father used to be the largest shareholder. After the accident between him and his wife, his shares were temporarily retained until He Jinxiu came of age. But his current guardian is He Mingyuan, and he can exercise his rights on his behalf, but he cannot transfer and sell it at will.
He Mingyuan's business talent is far inferior to that of He Jinxiu's father, and he can only seek benefits for himself through evil means, even at the cost of killing his relatives.
Yuan Chu stopped and his eyes fell on two figures dozens of meters away. One of them was He Mingyuan. He was accompanied by a man in his forties, and the two walked into a restaurant while chatting and laughing.
Yuanchu followed up and sat two booths away from them.
Putting the black umbrella aside, he reached out and rubbed the jade pendant a few times. A ghostly figure immediately appeared next to Yuanchu.
[This is where? ] He Guigui looked around and soon saw He Mingyuan not far away, [What is he doing here!]
Turning his eyes to the people around He Mingyuan, he paused slightly, as if he was recalling something.
Since the death of He Jinxiu's grandparents, He's mother has had less contact with her brothers and sisters living abroad. He Jinxiu only met his uncle a few times when he was four or five years old. After seeing him again after so many years, he didn't recognize him for a while.
"He is Mu Zixian, your uncle." Yuanchu pointed out his identity.
[My uncle? ] He Guigui stared blankly at the man who was both familiar and unfamiliar.
"He doesn't know yet that something happened to your parents."
[What? ] He Guigui was startled at first, and then murmured, [I see... ]
No wonder that when his parents' funeral was held, none of his mother's relatives showed up. He thought it was because he had a bad relationship with his mother's side, or there were no other relatives there anymore. Who knew they hadn't received the news at all
He Guigui stared at He Mingyuan coldly, his body full of ghost energy, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped.
At the same time, He Mingyuan suddenly felt that the ring on his hand was slightly warm, and his heart trembled, and he looked up and around in confusion.
Yuan originally leaned back slightly, using the curtain to block his figure.
"What's wrong?" Mu Zixian asked concernedly when he saw that his expression was wrong. He is a rather elegant man, and his every move shows excellent education.
"It's okay. I thought I met an acquaintance just now." He Mingyuan calmed down and thought about the fact that bodyguards were arranged in the dark. There seemed to be nothing to worry about. The reaction of the ring could only mean that this restaurant might not be clean and had nothing to do with him.
"Where did Zixin and his family travel?" Mu Zixian returned to the previous topic, "When will they come back?"
"I heard that I went to Linxia and I think I'll be back in the next two days." He Mingyuan said enthusiastically, "If you have nothing urgent, you might as well stay and wait for two days."
Mu Zixian took a sip of hot tea, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll trouble you. Zixin and I haven't seen each other for many years. Now that we rarely go back to China, we always have to meet."
"Sister-in-law will be very happy to see you." He Mingyuan's eyes flickered, and a smile with unclear meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Mu Zixian lowered his eyes in memory and did not pay attention to his expression, but He Jinxiu on the other side saw it clearly.
[What else is he planning?]He Jinxiu was wary.
"You'll find out if you keep reading." Yuan Chu did not answer directly.
The two had lunch together in a harmonious atmosphere, during which time Mu Zixian went to the bathroom.
He Mingyuan took the opportunity to collect a few fallen hairs from his seat and put them into a sealed bag.
Half an hour later, the two had dinner and waved goodbye in a friendly manner.
Yuan Chu also stood up and followed Mu Zixian.
[He Mingyuan must have taken his uncle's hair to cause harm. Let's destroy the hair. ] He Guigui said eagerly.
"There will be another time if you destroy this time." Yuanchu said calmly, "Things like hair are too easy to obtain. If you want to protect your uncle, you must solve the problem from the root."
[At the root? ] He Guigui thought thoughtfully, [Are you He Mingyuan and Qiu Zhen?]
"Um."
He Guigui's eyes were red, and his hatred turned into ghost energy, surging.
"Control it." Yuan Chu reminded.
He Guigui took a breath, obediently collected the ghost energy again, and lay quietly on her back.
One person and one ghost followed Mu Zixian to a hotel and watched him enter the elevator.
[Shouldn’t we follow? ] He Guigui asked.
"There are people watching nearby." Yuan Chu passed by the hotel entrance and walked to the corner of the street.
He Guigui sneered: [My good second uncle is really cautious.] Then he asked quickly as if he thought of something, "You won't be discovered by them, right?"]
"Don't worry, they won't find it." The original has the ability to be ignored.
[Then what should we do now?]
"You could use some help."
[Help? ] He Guigui didn’t know why.
"Your paranormal agency should have 'guests' in this hotel."
He Guigui suddenly understood and quickly entered the group to summon the hotel "guests". Not long after, a movie star named "The Movie King Who Jumped to Suicide" popped up and asked if he needed help.
[Group leader Ghost King: Please help me find out which room a man named Mu Zixian lives in?]
five minutes later.
[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off a building: 612.]
[Group leader Ghost King: Is there any way you can get his mobile phone number?]
This time it took a little longer.
[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off a building: 132xxxxxxxx.]
[Group leader Ghost King: Thank you.]
[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off a building: Did this person offend you? Do you want me to find some brothers to scare him?]
[Group leader Ghost King: No, no, no, no need. He is my uncle, don't scare him.]
[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off a building: Oh (sorry.jpg).]
[Group Leader Ghost King: However, you can scare the people who monitor him.]
[The actor who committed suicide by jumping off a building: This is possible.]
He Guigui quit the group and asked: [Original, I got my uncle's room number and mobile phone number, should we go find him?]
"You really should tell him about your parents, but the way you are now is not suitable for showing up. And I am just a stranger to him, so he may not believe me."
[Then what should I do?]
Yuanchu guided: "Think about what you can do?"
He Guigui pondered for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. He can now be active on the network. Although he cannot interfere with the normal operation of the network too much, he can still send a few messages.
The accident that happened to his parents back then was considered a sensation in the country. Many media reported it and the funeral was held on a large scale.
He Guigui searched around the Internet and found that most of the news was gone, as if it had never happened. In the end, I was lucky enough to find the screenshot in an unknown V blog log.
He sent this screenshot to Mu Zixian's mobile phone with anger.
Mu Zixian took a shower, walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, picked up his phone as a habit, and found a new message.
He clicked it casually, glanced over it, and his expression suddenly condensed.
[The largest shareholder of He Group, He Moumou, and his wife unfortunately died in a car accident] The eye-catching title came into view, making Mu Zixian feel a chill running down his spine and his fingers trembling.
He endured heart palpitations and read the news, and it took him a long time to regain consciousness.
His sister and brother-in-law are dead? Didn't He Mingyuan say they were traveling? Are you lying to him? Why do this
Mu Zixian looked at the accompanying picture carefully and confirmed the identity of the deceased. A terrifying suspicion came to his mind, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
The accident happened four years ago, but he knew nothing about it. He Mingyuan deliberately concealed the news of their deaths, indicating that the cause of their deaths was suspicious.
"Perhaps this is just someone else's prank?" Mu Zixian, with a hint of luck, searched the Internet for the accident that year, but found nothing. He thought for a moment and then searched for all the news related to He in the past few years.
"No..." His brother-in-law He Ningzhe is a regular figure on the wealth list. Since three years ago, there have been no reports about him on the Internet.
Mu Zixian's mobile phone slipped from his palm and his whole body froze.
After a while, his absent-minded eyes gradually regained focus.
He remembered that his sister had a son. How is he now? If there is something else strange about the death of the sister and brother-in-law, then the child's situation may not be optimistic either.
Mu Zixian's face was as cold as ice. He slowly picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Kathy, I need your help..."
Just when Mu Zixian was on the phone, Yuan Chu discovered that He Guigui's luck was gathering and his destiny began to reverse.
Mu Zixian is He Guigui's nobleman, and his life and death are closely related to He Guigui's future, so Yuan Chu must save his life no matter what.
By late night, the surroundings gradually became quiet.
Yuanchu took He Guigui into the hotel.
The people spying on her ignored her as if she didn't exist.
The elevator door dinged and opened on the sixth floor.
When he walked out of the elevator, he happened to see Mu Zixian enter another elevator, and the elevator door closed in front of one person and one ghost.
[uncle! ] He Guigui watched the numbers jump up and asked curiously, [What is he doing upstairs? Do you have friends living upstairs?]
Yuanchu remained silent, and when he walked back into the elevator, he pressed the button for the top floor.
[Top floor? ] He Guigui vaguely realized something and started to tremble all over.
Pushing open the door to the top floor, the night wind blew past my ears.
Mu Zixian looked blank and walked forward step by step, stepping over the safety guardrail and seeing the shrinking city beneath his feet.
Release your hands and let your body lean forward, falling straight down.
At the critical moment, a slender arm appeared across the sky, grabbed his collar, and pulled him back to the guardrail.
Before he could die again, Yuanchu grabbed his arm with one hand and slapped him on the back of the head with the other.
Mu Zixian suddenly came back to his senses and found that he was hundreds of meters in the air. His face turned pale with fear.
"Be careful." A warning voice came from behind.
Mu Zixian turned his head and saw a young girl in her twenties, holding his hand tightly: "Grab the guardrail and climb over by yourself."
Mu Zixian regained his composure, climbed over the guardrail with weak legs, and staggered out of the dangerous area.
"What's going on?" he asked with lingering fear, "Why am I here?"
"You were beheaded." Yuan Chu answered truthfully.
Mu Zixian: "..."
There was obvious disbelief on his face.
"Look at your heart."
Mu Zixian pulled open his pajamas in confusion and saw several black finger prints on his heart.
Original explanation: "This is a sacrificial technique, sacrificing the lives of blood relatives, thereby obtaining the fate and luck that should belong to him."
He Jinxiu's luck is mainly shared with his blood relatives. The head-dropping master hired by He Mingyuan attempts to steal Mu Zixian's fate and then use it to rob the He family's luck.
Mu Zixian looked confused. He had received modern elite education abroad and had no idea about this non-scientific existence.
He Guigui: [My uncle doesn’t look very smart...]
"Follow me to a place and see with your own eyes. Then you will naturally believe what I say." Yuan Chu turned around and walked to the door, motioning for him to follow.
Mu Zixian hesitated for a moment, thinking of his sister and brother-in-law who died mysteriously, as well as He Jinxiu whose life and death were unknown, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he followed in stride.