When Young Master Yan was so beaten that his heart was broken into pieces, Huang Zhichang walked out of Shishi Railway Station and drove back to the ancestral home of the Huang family in Shishi.
It took a taxi almost thirty minutes to get from the train station to the Huang family's ancestral home.
The taxi arrived at its destination. Huang Zhichang paid the fare and walked to the Huang family's ancestral home carrying a medium-sized suitcase. On the way, he met a member of the Huang family and greeted him as usual before walking over.
After passing through several alleys and bypassing more than a dozen houses, we finally arrived at the area where the direct descendants of the Huang family first lived.
Since the Qingming Incident, many members of the Huang family who held important positions in various places have died, and some have retired due to injuries. Seven or eight of the older generations of direct descendants have returned to their ancestral home. The central area where the direct descendants of the Huang family live has become more popular.
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When the Huang family saw the old man suddenly coming back, they were secretly surprised without showing any signs of it. They welcomed the old man into their ancestral home and first fetched water from the well for him to drink.
Huang Zhichang drank a bowl of cool well water, asked a few questions, and took a backpack to the yard where he used to live. He entered the yard by himself without anyone following him, walked through the corridor in front of the east wing and went to the upper room of his old residence.
Outside the main hall of the upper room, I saw a middle-aged and elderly man with short hair and brown clothes sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals in the main hall. He immediately saluted: "Master, my disciple is here to disturb your retreat again."
Wu Changfeng, the former head of Shengwu Mountain who had now retired to Taoism and had short hair, saw his proud disciple Huang Zhichang back and asked calmly: "You came back suddenly. What big thing happened?"
"I have something I want to ask my teacher." Huang Zhichang brought his backpack into the central hall and put the bag on the chair on the other side of the Eight Immortals table. He first looked at the teapot on the table and found that there was no tea, so he went to the side room that served as the kitchen to boil water.
The entire palm of his right hand was gone. He relied on his left hand for everything and could basically take care of himself. Small things like boiling water and making tea were no problem at all.
There is electricity in the kitchen, and the electric kettle boils in about ten minutes.
Huang Zhichang took the electric kettle to the main hall, washed the teapot, put tea leaves in it, and then made hot water. He made hot water three times in a row, made tea, poured a cup of tea for the master, and then sat down.
The apprentice said something was wrong, but Wu Changfeng didn't ask any more questions and drank tea first.
Huang Zhichang drank a few cups of tea with Master, asked Master if he was missing anything, then took out his laptop from his backpack, turned it on, found the files he had archived, opened it, turned the computer around and showed it to Master, and stood next to Master
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"Master, look at this. These are some new clues that my disciple has received."
The computer screen was relatively dark, and I could only see the vague outlines of some scenery. After a while, figures appeared in the darkness, one tall and one short, one male and one female.
The woman in the camera is wearing a robe-like skirt and looks like a ghost.
Even though the picture was taken at night, Wu Changfeng still vaguely saw the outline of the faces of the men and women, and was a little surprised: "Looks like Mr. Le and some old guy from Guanyin Hall? Where are they going? Carrying things, who are they digging for in the middle of the night?
His grave?"
"That's them." Huang Zhichang replied affirmatively: "Master, I zoomed in and studied it carefully. They were holding buckets, shovels and hoes, and they were also carrying backpacks."
As he spoke, he moved the mouse to pause the picture and then zoomed in. The enlarged image was clearer. An old guy was carrying a bag and a bucket, and a little short-lived ghost was carrying a hoe and shovel.
Let the picture continue, the lens will be closer, and the portrait will be clearer.
Showing the enlarged image to Master, Huang Zhichang clicked to exit and played another video: "Master, look at this, a few hours later, an old guy changed into another set of clothes. Look at his face again.
Are you obviously much younger?"
Wu Changfeng stared at the computer screen. The screen was static at first, and then a figure appeared from the darkness at an extremely fast speed, disappearing in a flash like a ghost.
Huang Zhichang turned the camera upside down and then slowed it down. The person in the picture walked out of the darkness slowly, carrying a bucket and a shovel. The person before was wearing a gray-white cardigan without a belt.
It turns into a white training suit and a blue belt around the waist.
Huang Zhichang exited the video and opened another file. There were two screenshots. The two pictures were put together. The face of the person in the previous picture looked old-fashioned, while the face of the person in the latter picture was obviously much fairer.
"This..." Wu Changfeng stared at the comparison chart for a few times, his eyes serious: "Are you suspecting that someone went to the wild in the middle of the night and took some medicine, so that the old guy could wash his menstruation and cut his marrow?"
"...Yes, I guess that's the case." Huang Zhichang didn't want to admit it, and he couldn't admit it. He minimized the image again and clicked on a file again: "Master, look, there is something else."
Wu Changfeng watched the video again and saw various videos of Mr. Le and another old guy going out in the dark in the middle of the night and returning in the dark in the middle of the night. He also saw a comparison picture of a certain old guy.
The changes in the faces in the comparison picture illustrate the problem again.
After reading the two comparisons, Wu Changfeng was silent for a long time and sighed faintly: "It seems that someone may have successfully developed the Marrow Cleansing Pill during his retreat."
Huang Zhichang closed the file in silence. The short-lived ghost Le Xiao had the Sutra Cleansing Pill in his hand, which was a great temptation for the ancient cultivators and could easily sell people's hearts.
After pondering for a while, Wu Changfeng asked again: "How did you get these secret clues?"
"I found someone to bribe someone and secretly installed cameras on several roads near Le's home." In front of the master, Huang Zhichang did not hide anything and told the truth.
"Are you sure that the little tricks you did were not discovered?" Wu Changfeng looked at his apprentice with a strange look in his eyes and his tone was unpredictable.
"It won't be discovered. If someone discovers it, it will be destroyed long ago." Huang Zhichang is very sure that the person he is looking for is from Meizijing Village. It is normal for people from Meicun to wander around the village. It is impossible for someone's bodyguards to
Keep a close eye on everyone who passes near Lejia.
"Not necessarily, you should watch it yourself." Wu Changfeng shook his head and rejected his disciple's confidence: "You should seriously watch the video of someone coming back after accompanying an old guy for the second time."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Is there something wrong?" Huang Zhichang's heart skipped a beat, and he felt vaguely something bad. He quickly found the file, specifically found the video of someone returning to the period, and watched it carefully.
After slowing down the camera several times, I finally found the clue. When a certain little short-lived ghost walked out of the darkness, he actually raised his head and smiled!
When the little short-lived ghost raised his head, his eyes were clearly facing the direction of the camera. That smile... was bright and brilliant, and it was clearly full of deep meaning.
Even across the screen, Huang Zhichang felt as if someone was standing in front of him and smiling at him. In an instant, a chill ran down his spine. The little short-lived ghost discovered the camera?!
Thinking of that possibility, his heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand, and he seemed to be out of breath: "How... is this possible?"
If the little short-lived ghost discovered the camera, why didn't he destroy it?
Could it be...she...
Suddenly, Huang Zhichang felt dizzy. The little short-lived ghost discovered the camera but did not touch it. There was only one possibility: she knew who was pretending it, or she kept the camera because she wanted to follow the clues to find the other party!
If the little short-lived ghost found out that he was secretly spying on the Le family, with her vengeful character, she would definitely think that he wanted to attack his family rivals and would definitely take revenge on the Huang family.
Thinking of that possibility, it felt like a poisonous snake was crawling in his spine, crawling from the tailbone to the cervical spine. The chill made his blood almost freeze.
"Hiss!" Huang Zhichang was dizzy and couldn't help but take a step backwards. He was dripping with cold sweat. He seemed to have done something stupid!
When I was restless, I saw the computer, my heart skipped a beat, and I immediately took a step forward, picked up the computer, and quickly operated to delete all the videos.
Still feeling uneasy, I hurriedly told my master to deal with it first, and hurriedly left with my computer and backpack, returned to the residence of the Huang family's direct relatives, and immediately called someone who knew something about computers to take out the chip and destroy it.
Lose.
After completely destroying the computer chip, Huang Zhichang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. All the images were deleted and the computer was destroyed. There should be no security risks now.
