nstead." He winked at us while squeezing that woman's chest.His courtyard was a mess, and so was his house. Cigarette butts and trash were everywhere. On the coffee table there was a fruit basket wit..."Nowadays, the underground transportation in a city is mostly designed. Whether the designers understand or believe in Feng Shui, they will technically avoid the blockage of air flow... In your words, Feng Shui itself is a science." Jiang Qiyun said lightly.

Yes, Feng Shui is actually a discipline that our ancestors summarized based on the harmonious coexistence of humans and nature.

But after all, during the feudal era, people's minds were not yet enlightened and information was closed off. After these mysterious and cryptic words spread to the common people, they became distorted, mixed with ignorance and lies.

The higher up one is in rank, the more they actually pay attention to what our ancestors left behind. This also reflects the attitude of the government towards us - turning a blind eye to some things - because they know that many things require the wisdom of the ancients to understand.

This is something ingrained in our cultural bloodline, irremovable.

Subway transportation is extensive and well-connected. To ensure convenience and rapid evacuation, careful consideration is given to the design of schemes. Many subway station entrances allow for a flow of air.

And this kind of deathly aura will make a person look gloomy and overcast, either because they are often in contact with corpses, or because they themselves are about to die.

The atmosphere of the scene made Jiang Qiyun feel very uncomfortable. He looked at it carefully for a while and analyzed, "… This place shouldn't be in an underground transportation system where things move quickly. There wouldn't be such a heavy sense of death here. Take a closer look, he seems to have a layer of shadow all around him."

This... I can still feel it just by seeing the picture. My cultivation isn't deep enough to see through it like this.

I furrowed my brow in consternation: " ... Your request is a bit too much for me... There's no way I could tell. Maybe I could ask around about the location where this was filmed"

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I originally thought it would be difficult to trace the source, but I found it easily.

To my astonishment, these screenshots were actually taken from Song Wei's computer!

On the phone, Master Huqing sounded confused and said, "What's the matter Is there something wrong"

"Of course there's a problem!! How could Song Wei be involved in this!" I asked anxiously, "She might have a special constitution, but she isn't part of the industry! How could she get caught up in this It's dangerous!"

"You, you, you... Master Mu, don't get excited, quieter, quieter..." Huqing seemed to cover his ears and took the phone away.

Can I not be excited

"Wasn't this news supposed to come from the Tongxuan Society! How could it be from Song Wei..." I was both shocked and angry. If Master Huqing were here right now, I would definitely grab his cassock and shake his bald head vigorously.

“Well, listen to me…” he whispered, “It’s like this… The Tong Xuan Hui has eyes and ears even in Song Wei's workplace. You know how these news sources sometimes encounter peculiar things Our informant discovered that a recent story Song Wei was investigating had some ‘value’, so they secretly looked through the files she had gathered.”

“Continue, please.”

“The man in the photo is a mortician, a euphemism for embalmer in modern society… He recently took on a job and started acting strangely. Coincidentally, Song Wei, our subject, was working on a news special about body restoration, and this man was one of her interviewees.”

"..."

"Moreover, Ms. Song Wei is no ordinary person. She's a good friend of yours. Finding a news angle is different from an ordinary person; it's not just about scheduling an interview and filming a documentary. She secretly investigated this man who gathers corpses for a living and his work, discovering he is very..."

"What does 'very' mean" I thought to myself. With Song Wei's personality, she definitely wouldn't take the ordinary route; what she wanted to uncover wouldn't be just surface-level occupational content.

She had also experienced some things, knowing that yin and yang, as well as human nature, have two sides, even drastically different ones.

"Extremely...extravagant..." Master Huisqing hesitated, "Logically speaking, a corpse collector shouldn't be this wealthy, as if he had gotten rich overnight. So, Madam Song Wei bribed some people to follow and investigate."

"So, about the zombies and Yin Suk-bae that we need to investigate, does Song Wei know" I asked with concern.

“I don’t know, although these documents are from Song Wei’s hands, it’s just a coincidence. She was just doing a project, and this project is about documentaries. The mysterious things in it will definitely not be broadcast by the TV station; they would only broadcast positive content.” Hui Qing said firmly.

"So, these things were planted by the Tongxuanhui's informants at the television station Song Wei herself doesn't know about it" I asked anxiously.

"Yes, it just so happens to be related to the topic that Song Weisanshi is working on. If you want to know more details, why not ask Song Weisanshi directly" Huqing said with a smile. "Don't worry about distancing yourself from Song Weisanshi either. Although she isn't in this circle, she has a special physique and is your friend, so she might be very helpful with some things."

Saying that, I don't want Song Wei to be involved in these dangerous things.

“Haha, Master Mu~~ You often say that everyone has their own fate, right Ms. Song Wei met you because it was her fate. Since you two are so familiar, why not just communicate directly about what you want to know... I only guarantee that this information came from the Tongxuan Society's sources at the TV station. Ms. Song Wei herself doesn't know about it. You can consider asking around.”

Master Huisqing hung up the phone. As a highly respected monk, it wasn't appropriate for him to talk to me on the phone for too long late at night. After briefly explaining the situation, he let me make my own decision.

Jiang Qiyun heard these words and nodded slightly: "In the human world, one more acquaintance is one more connection. Since Song Wei knows something that could be helpful to you, you might as well ask her."

I pondered for a moment before nodding and saying, "Alright, I'll first go to Lingxuzi Daochang and explain the situation. Then, my brother and I will leave tonight and make arrangements to meet Song Wei."

As I spoke, I rose and adjusted my appearance. Jiang Qiyun watched me with a half-smile, his eyes holding a hint of arrogant amusement.

"How, how is this This isn't right, is it" I asked suspiciously.

“No… I think you’ve become more mature than before… You’re not as hesitant and overthinking things as you used to be.” Jiang Qiyun reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and lightly touching my nose with his fingertip.

"Well, I'll go see Ling Xuzi first. Then I'll go back home with my brother and let the younger disciples of the Shen and Mu families stay to make a show of it… you don't have to come." I said with a pout.

Jiang Qiyun raised an eyebrow and said, “What, do you despise me for being willing to follow you”

"How dare I complain!" I said huffily, "If you have time, go take a look at Yu Gui and You Nan at the Yin family's place. I'm worried they won't be comfortable living there..."

The mindset of immortal gods raising children differs from that of ordinary mortals. In their eyes, a child of the divine is nothing more than a shell or a toddler; their primordial spirit is already extraordinary, so they do not treat children as "children."

Jiang Qiyun's laissez-faire attitude made me have some "small complaints" before, and I even got angry with him.

However, when it came to the safety of his child, he was more concerned. He nodded and said, "Alright, I'll stay with Yu Gui You Nan at the Yin residence tonight. Tomorrow on September 9th, we will hold the memorial ceremony. Afterward, I'll go find you... If you want to investigate the matter of the dry corpses, do not act without permission."

He frowned slightly and reminded in a low voice, "Yin Su Bai is a person... Even the demon realm can't fathom his mind. Try to stay away as much as possible, you understand"

"Hmm."

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