Next to his bed, only Zizhu stood alone, Wang Zhi looked at him, Zizhu obviously didn't understand the pain of losing his loved ones too much, even if Wang Zhi was so uncomfortable, his face was cold, and he couldn't see the slightest taste of pity.

Fortunately, the last thing Wang Zhi wanted to see at this time was pity and sympathy, he sat on the bed for a while, looking at the Huanhualing outside the floor-to-ceiling window with a blank look, the scenery outside was bright and beautiful, the lake was sparkling under the sun, the bamboo forest was secluded, and a large piece of peony was swaying in the wind.

He was distracted for a while, and then he noticed a large peony on the small slope, where Li Xin's bones were still buried, and he didn't know how she was now.

He still wanted to cry, but unfortunately the tears had dried up, his heart was empty, he couldn't cry, and he sat on the edge of the bed for a while before he got out of bed slowly.

In the living room downstairs, there is a mourning hall for Li Xin and his adoptive parents, Wu Jia is wearing a white dress, kneeling in front of the mourning hall to burn paper, Fan Xun and they are also sitting on the side, silent, until they see Wang Zhi, they all stand up.

Wang Zhi looked at the coffin placed on the mourning hall, as well as the photo of Li Xin and his adoptive parents, he didn't quite recognize where the photo was taken, but it was really clear.

He didn't say anything, he knelt beside Wu Jia and burned the paper money together.

After the paper money was burned, Fan Xun came to his side and said, "My lord, let's choose a place as soon as possible, so that the two elders can rest early." ”

Wang Zhi thought about it, he originally wanted to send the two old men back to their hometown for burial, but they were only taken out for a few days, and they were sent back to two coffins.

He dismissed the plan to send them back for burial, and said, "Just choose a suitable place in Huanhualing and bury them well." ”

Fan Xun nodded, and was about to turn around and leave, when Wang Zhi stopped her again: "Fan Xun." ”

"What else do you have to say?" Fan Xun immediately stood up straight.

"I'll give you an urgent matter, use any means you can use, and be sure to find Lan Yufeng's whereabouts as soon as possible." When Wang Zhi said this, his face was expressionless, just like Zizhu, that coldness was not pretended, but a kind of indifference from the heart.

Fan Xun immediately responded: "Don't worry, my lord, my subordinates have already asked Kong Sheng and Gao Gao Lin to mobilize all the ghosts under him to find Lan Yufeng, but Lan Yufeng is a pseudo-immortal after all, if he deliberately hides, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for our people to find him." ”

Wang Zhi was surprisingly calm, silent for a while, and then said: "Then let me find out the female ghost who notified me to go to Cuiping Mountain to find Song Liping that day." ”

Fan Xun replied competently: "Okay, my lord." ”

After Wang Zhi finished the matter, he looked back at the photos of the three people, then got up silently, touched Wu Jia's head and said, "Burn paper for them for me." ”

Wu Jia nodded obediently: "Okay, master." ”

Wang Zhi led Zizhu, ignored the rest of the people in the living room, walked out of the living room directly, and came directly to the small soil slope where Li Xin was buried, he sat down on the soil slope, looking at the rippling waves on the lake, stupidly distracted, and Zizhu was still standing silently beside him, the two of them, without the slightest communication.

After this mutation, Wang Zhi's life was really completely turned upside down, no matter how dangerous it was before, how it seemed to be a thousand moments, but after all, he was only in danger, and he never harmed his family, but he didn't expect that this time, a small sneak attack directly pushed him into hell.

At this moment, he understands why his parents have an accident, because they are his own family, and only by asking for their lives can the people of the Wu family really hurt themselves, in addition, no matter who dies on Huanhualing, Wang Zhi will not care too much.

As the sun set in the west, Wang Zhi suddenly stood up, threw out the breeze chasing the clouds, and jumped up with Zizhu.

He didn't say anything to the other people in Huanhualing, and flew directly to the west on the breeze chasing the clouds, and after flying for less than half an hour, they came to the villa of Liang Zhiqi in the West Gate.

In the villa, Liang Zhiqi was fiddling with a grill in the garden, and there was a strange-looking thing on the grill, saying that dogs are not like dogs, and tigers are not like tigers, and next to him, Xiao Xi was carrying a mountaineering bag, Cai Wenyi was sitting on the chair opposite Erlang's legs, and he was holding a glass of wine in his hand.

As soon as Wang Zhi saw Ji Yun, his dead heart finally had a trace of waves, he stepped forward a few steps, and came directly to Ji Yun's front, only four or five steps away from him before stopping.

After all, Ji Yun couldn't stand Wang Zhi's cold pressure, and took the initiative to say: "My lord, I'm sorry, I can't do anything about this kind of thing!" ”

Liang Zhiqi helped his glasses and looked at Wang Zhi with interest, Cai Wenyi shook the wine glass in his hand, and said to Wang Zhi: "Wang Zhi, no matter how you calculate this matter, it really can't be counted on Ji Yun's head, he just knows fortune telling, but he won't change his life!" ”

Wang Zhi looked at the leisurely Cai Wenlu, only a few days had passed, and he couldn't see the injury he had suffered that day: "Then how can I change my life?" ”

Cai Wenrup shrugged his shoulders, saying that he didn't know, and pouted at Ji Yunnu.

Ji Yun took the initiative to explain: "Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, listen to the poor way to explain to you, if it is a life that can be calculated by the poor way, it must be an established life, and it is ironclad and cannot be changed, and if the poor way can't calculate the life, then this person must be a person who is beyond the ordinary, and the poor road is even more powerless, but the poor road has a set of theories, if someone can really understand the heavenly machine and understand the laws of the operation of this world, maybe it can really change a person's fate." ”

Wang Zhi frowned and was silent, now that Li Xin is dead, even his adoptive parents have suffered, and even his adoptive parents have suffered, no matter how fortune-telling, it is meaningless to him, but Ji Yun's existence has made him even more confused after all, since he knew that Li Xin must die because of himself before, but why can't he stop it, he knew it early on, but he can only wait for it to happen.

Liang Zhiqi took out a knife, cut off a piece of meat from the monster on the grill, tasted it, and said: "Ji Yun's words are not entirely right, I think there was a heavenly machine in the heavenly realm at the beginning, he could comprehend the way of heaven, and he could even tell fortunes to the immortals, but even if he had that kind of ability, he couldn't change anyone's life." ”

Wang Zhi was not in the mood to talk about his life now, he stared at Liang Zhiqi and said, "Give me the back part of the Netherworld Heart Sutra!" ”