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Chapter 869 He Zhi, Jiang Pan, Li Yinyang

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    After a brief moment of daze, I stared intently at the portrait of He Zhi.

    Shen Ji at the side asked suspiciously: "Do you know this woman?"

    Shen Ji didn't know about Tou Shou and Yuan Huashao, so naturally he didn't know about Li Yinyang and He Zhi.

    The portrait of He Zhi is in Yuanhua Shao's mansion, and not many people have seen it.

    I nodded slightly, and answered Shen Ji.

    After looking at it carefully, I found a detail, He Zhi was much younger at this time.

    Recalling the portraits I saw in Yuanhua Shao's mansion at that time, the beauty of He Zhi is full of the charm of a mature woman, but the portrait of He Zhi here is still a bit green.

    Although time will make a woman's appearance gradually fade, but the temperament and aura will change as much as a reborn in different women.

    As the saying goes, there are eighteen changes in women's colleges. From my point of view, women's changes have not stopped at the age of twenty or thirty.  The existence of this portrait has completely verified my thoughts.

    I turned my head and looked at Jiang Pan's corpse on the bed again, frowning.

    Jiang Pan is a family man, why did he hang the portrait of He Zhi here?  If there is no portrait, I also know that they must be related, otherwise how would He Zhi know about money?

    Just because of the existence of this portrait, the problem is much bigger.

    "Mr. Jiang did you leave any suicide notes, miscellaneous notes?" I asked.

    Jiang Shi shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "My late father left suddenly. He didn't leave a word or suicide note. He was poor all his life, and he didn't like to write miscellaneous notes. When my father's family was wiped out, everything else was searched away.  .¡±

    Originally, I still wanted to look for this thatched cottage, but Jiang Shi's words made me give up.

    It was searched once that year, and the house was empty these years, so they probably haven't looked for it. Since there is none, it is useless for me to look for it again. I can only find nothing, so there is no need for people like Jiang Shi to think too much.

    "Okay, since the former residence is used as a yin house, after Mr. Jiang's daughter goes ashore and returns home, I will erect a monument, write a statement, and make some minor revisions to remove the yang energy from this house. From then on, this will be Mr. Jiang's tomb.  "

    "There is nothing else to do now. Please help us arrange a place to live. We have to wait for someone to come before we can retrieve the corpse." I briefly stated my plan and arrangement.

    Jiang Shi immediately bowed his head and said humbly and respectfully: "Mr. Luo, don't call me old man again, just call me Jiang Shi. You are Mr. Yin and Yang just like your late father, and you sent his soul back to his hometown. Jiang Shi treats you  Grateful!"

    After he finished speaking, he bowed and made a gesture of invitation, motioning for Shen Ji and me to go first, while he left the thatched cottage behind us.

    The three of us passed through the backyard and went out to the door of the front yard, only to find that the rest of us were still waiting there.

    Jiang Shi greeted a young man and made arrangements, and the young man drove us back.

    Back to the town not far from the Red River, there is a courtyard house at the entrance of the town, Jiang Shi arranged for us to rest here.

    After checking in, the young man said a few words to us briefly, and left a phone call for Feng Bao and Feng Jun, which meant that he would be notified directly if there was anything to do. He is leaving now and will arrange for someone to bring food over immediately.

    Wait until it's time to eat the meal, and it's almost eleven o'clock.

    Shen Ji went back to the room to rest first, and after I told Feng Bao and Feng Jun to rest earlier, he also returned to his room.

    After lying in bed, I tossed and turned but couldn't sleep.

    Because I always think of the portrait of He Zhi in my head, but I feel something is wrong.

    ?Because I made a guess. Could it be that Yuan Huashao, Li Yinyang, and Jiang Pan are related to each other?

    Here is a portrait of He Zhi. He Zhi knows how to make money, so he can confirm the relationship between Jiang Pan and Li Yinyang, but I can't get in touch with Yuan Huashao.

    And more importantly, in retrospect, in Li Yinyang's miscellaneous notes, it is recorded that he met Yuan Huashao in Neiyang City.

    However, he didn't record anything related to Jiang Pan, and he didn't even record when He Zhi learned the money line!

    Then there is a possibility that the conflict between Li Yinyang and Jiang Pan back then not only made Jiang Pan misunderstand that Li Yinyang was a villain, but he also believed in someone else, the real villain!

    It also made Li Yinyang not want to bring up and record these things?

    Or to put it another way There is also a very small possibility that Li Yinyang taught He Zhi to learn the money line, and also used other methods. Maybe this is also the reason why Jiang Pan misunderstood?

    The drowsiness gradually hit me. I wanted to see Yuan's Yin-Yang Art, but in the end I had no choice but to give up.??The head of the bed fell into a deep sleep.

    After waking up the next morning, I stretched my muscles and bones in the yard, and practiced with the mourning stick and ghost knife.

    Someone brought breakfast to eat, and Jiang Shi also came after a while. He still held a long box in his hand and handed it to me with a respectful expression.

    After I opened it, I was stunned for a moment, because it was a picture scroll. After opening the picture scroll again, it turned out to be a portrait of He Zhi?

    I asked Jiang Shi suspiciously, why did you give me this portrait?

    Jiang Shicai said in a low voice: "Last night my father had a dream. He sat by the bed and kept looking at the portrait. I became a child and stood by the side. Suddenly the portrait fell. My father waved me to send it away. I think  It seems that this may be his last wish, which is to give this painting to Mr.

    I didn't ask any more questions, put away the scroll, sealed the box, and let Feng Jun send it to the car. I also made a plan. When I went back to bury Li Yinyang, I shouldn't be able to touch He Zhi's body.  In that case, I will burn this scroll to Li Yinyang.

    And at this time, I still want to make one thing clear.

    In the end, Jiang Pan finally realized everything. He should have left Honghe, Wang County, to look for the strange corpse, and then Li Yinyang, but he died in the tomb.

    Looking for strange corpses, should it be some kind of agreement with Li Yinyang?

    And the other villain can't be Yuan Huashao. Whoever that person is, I'm afraid it's also dissipated in the dust of history now.

    Jiang Shi didn't bother us, and after a short stay, he left with others.

    I threw away all my thoughts and went back to my room to continue studying Yuan's Yin-Yang Art.

    Shen Ji, except for coming out when eating, stays in the room for the rest of the time, and should also continue to learn Tianyuan Xiangshu and Qianqian Yao.

    Except for the part of Yuan's Yin-Yang Art Congenital Sixteen Hexagrams, after repeated hesitation, I read the rest of the content, because I wanted to find a way to resolve the evil corpse.

    Yuan Huashao has a way to target Li Yinyang, even taking pills to seize the corpse. These techniques are indeed evil, but this is also a choice I have no choice.  I can't trust anyone else, and I dare not let anyone learn it.

    I have seen the technique of taking corpses, conjuring souls and expelling corpses, but it is of no help to feathering evil corpses.

    Just when I was about to sift through the rest of the paper that I tore off, there was a noisy sound from outside the courtyard.

    I vaguely feel that the voice is a little familiar.

    At the same time, I also heard the voices of Feng Jun and Feng Bao calling Patriarch Gou respectfully.

    My heart trembled, I quickly put away all my things, and walked quickly towards the door.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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