Plotting

eing unfilial... Hey, brother, we can climb over here." I found a low wall.My brother covered his face and said, "Ah... I actually brought a pregnant woman over the wall. It feels so guilty, Xiao Qia...I nodded. "I only found out yesterday that my grandfather snatched this item during the chaotic war years. He hid it deeply to prevent it from leaving the country, and no one in the family knew about it until now; he only told me."

Lin Yanhuan narrowed her eyes, reached out and pulled open the drawer, taking out a pair of suede gloves.

He reached out and touched the greenish copper rust on top, asking, "What are you going to do with it"

“…What can I do with this This is a national treasure. Whether it’s public or private, no one has the right to dispose of it, right This kind of thing is prohibited from being traded, auctioned, or even exhibited abroad. How dare I dispose of it If you don't have a better solution, I'll just put this thing in a special space and keep it hidden forever.” I said honestly.

Lin Yanhuan frowned, sitting behind the desk and said in a low voice: "…Give me some time, I want to think about how to arrange it most appropriately."

I closed my mouth and refrained from disturbing him. I turned my head and carefully studied this boxy bronze artifact. It looked like a box with a latch on one side. The lock was very small, seemingly fragile enough to be broken with force.

This is a treasure from thousands of years ago, who dares to rip it open If it's damaged accidentally, one doesn't know how much good fortune will be lost.

Originally, I thought this thing was a small cauldron. When it comes to cauldrons, one naturally thinks of the Nine Cauldrons forged by Xia Yu, a mystery for all ages. This thing shouldn't be a cauldron.

After all, time takes its toll. Even a grandfather can't fake history. Sixty or seventy years ago, he was young and fearless, killing without hesitation. And it's not like he was taking down some harmless bandit – these were invaders who plundered national treasures!

What will be here

"Xiao Qiao," Lin Yanhuan suddenly called out my name.

"Huh" I looked up at him.

He looked deep in thought, hesitating before speaking: "I have a way, but you might get into some trouble."

"Huh What trouble" I said, confused.

"You might need to deal with special people from several different departments. I also have to consider the current head elder and my dad's feelings."

"I'm a little nervous: 'Lin Yanhuan, I'm not good at dealing with these powerful people... What do you want to do'"

He got up, walked out from behind his desk, and said in a low voice: "This thing is mysterious and ancient. If you're not careful, it could lead to legal punishment, so... I need to talk to my father and the gentleman currently in that position privately. After that, many people will come to interview you and monitor you. Be prepared."

" ...No way, I might as well hide it and keep this thing from ever seeing the light of day."

"But this is a good opportunity to launder some money, isn't it" he grinned at me.

"Mu Yunfan is stronger than you in this area. Why don't you let Mu Yunfan take the lead I don't trust you to handle the interrogation." Lin Yanhuan said with a frown.

"I'm planning to register a company to launder the Mu family's money. My brother would definitely be the person in charge. What if he gets questioned Would that damage his reputation" I asked, worried.

Lin Yanhuan shook her head. "It's hard to say, but he's definitely more famous in this circle."

With some apprehension, I accepted Lin Yanhuan's suggestion and discussed it with my brother at home. He also agreed to do so.

"Where did you learn to deal with these people Let me handle it. You just focus on your cultivation and taking care of the child. You don't need to worry about these worldly affairs." My brother replied with a smile.

So this thing quickly ended up in the hands of important people through special channels, and my brother was called away first thing... He didn't come back for two whole days.

Shao Yihang called to urge me, saying that today is Lao Qi's wife's seventh day after death and that I should go over quickly to have a look, lest something happen.

My brother disappeared for two days without a word. Lin Yanhuan just told me not to worry, but my heart was in turmoil. I kept putting it off and didn't go.

Not until Shao Yi-hang came to my house and invited me did I reluctantly pack a small bag and head out, seeing that it was already dark.

Before Jiang Qiyun even stepped out of the main hall, he appeared in the room and asked in a cold voice, "Where are you going"

" ...Let's go take a look at a dead woman in bloody clothes. This matter isn't finished yet, I'll supercede her and send her on her way so that she doesn't cause further karmic repercussions." I replied.

Jiang Qiyun frowned deeply: "Look at you, with such a scattered soul, how can you go to superimpose souls With such a weak aura, which ghost would be afraid of you"

"...What am I supposed to do I was supposed to go with my brother... he's not back yet." I waved my hand, ready to step over the threshold.

Jiang Qiyun grabbed my arm and said, "I'll go with you. Let that man leave on his own and don't cause trouble."

This is better, going to collect and superimpose ghosts with Jiang Qiyun, I don't even need to use my brain, it's really suitable for my current state.

The top floor of that luxurious high-rise building only has two households. At such a high level, do you have to climb the stairs

I glanced at the time. Because I was running late, it was almost midnight, soon to be the time when souls returned.

Many people have heard of the seventh day after death when the soul returns, but they don't know how to calculate this time.

The so-called "head seven" refers to the first seven days starting from the day when the deceased's yin and yang separated. The return of the soul time is from子時 (23-1 am) to next day's 亥時 (21-23 pm), not exceeding this time.

It is said that because the departed soul leaves the body but still wanders, unable to clearly recognize that they have passed away, they need forty-nine days (seven sevens) to understand the cycle of life and death.

It's not advisable to take the elevator during this special time, but it will soon be midnight. If I climb all these floors, it would take me half an hour.

I stole a glance at Jiang Qiyun and whispered, "…We're going to be late, we can only take the elevator up."

He gave me a withering glance: “...I told you long ago that you lack talent. Stick to looking at feng shui honestly, instead of going through so much trouble catching ghosts.”

I purse my lips, isn't this for accumulating good fortune

Jiang Qiyun dragged me into the elevator. I pressed the button for the top floor, and he couldn't help but say, "Why do people like being up so high What if something happens How would you escape"

"... Nowadays, the higher the building, the more expensive it is. Besides, how many people today believe in yin and yang or ghosts and spirits If you don't believe, then there are no taboos..."

Ding.

The elevator doors opened and I looked up to see a scarlet dress and cascading black hair!

At the same time, all the lights in the entire hallway suddenly went out!

"Ah!!" I hurriedly jumped out of the elevator—falling elevators were a death sentence!

Jiang Qiyun grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his embrace. At that moment, I heard a scream—

"Ah—! That scared me to death! How come the power suddenly went out!" That voice rang out not far from me.

The elevator's backup power started running, illuminating the inside with a white light.

I could see clearly the red-clothed female ghost before me, reeking of a foul odor. It was the mistress I had briefly encountered that day.

"I, I knew you were coming, so I waited for you at the elevator entrance. How come the power suddenly went out..." She patted her chest with lingering fear.

I looked at her pale makeup and bright red lips, and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you like to dress up like a ghost" abroad. How can we hold them accountable And now that we descendants haven't protected the remains of the saint, we are facing retribution..."He rubbed his red eyes and scratched his head, staring at...