As soon as he heard that he was going to Yancheng, Xu Qingzhu felt a little sudden, isn't it, aunt, hundreds of miles.

Yue Chuyun was so busy that he didn't even look at her: What's wrong? I didn't let you go. When he spoke, he was busy explaining the affairs of the family to Qingfeng Mingyue, and told them to take care of the house.

Qingfeng Mingyue was also very well-behaved, slightly revealing her reluctance to Yue Chuyun, and after listening to what she was going to do, she walked up to Yue Chuyun and hugged her for a while. Yue Chuyun had no choice but to touch their little heads.

After packing up some items to bring, Xu Qing stopped sorting out a small box and waited for someone to come and pick it up.

Half an hour later, the video doorbell downstairs rang, and He Yan was downstairs when he heard Xu Qing stop answering the door and said: Stop, call your sister-in-law to come down together.

Xu Qingzhu and Yue Chuyun got into the car, and it was He Yan who sat in the back seat together. After sitting down, the boy in the front passenger seat turned his head and made everyone laugh, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, it was Mu Lingxiao, and then made a grimace at Xu Qing:

My daughter-in-law is so coincidental, you are also in the car~

Before Xu Qing could speak, Yue Chuyun, who was sitting on the side, spoke:

Dare to fight our family's Tingting's idea, I won't take into account that you are the only seedling of the old Mu family's spiritual root, so it's best for you two not to hurt anyone.

He Yan smiled and said to Yue Chuyun:

Lao Mu sent a car to pick me up first, said yes and then picked you up, and sent us to the airport together, but as soon as I got in the car, I saw this kid coming, and I said that I would go with him. I was afraid that if he was thrown back, he would run out and cause trouble on his own, so I agreed to take him with me.

Yue Chuyun nodded:

It doesn't matter, as long as his father goes out, I will kill and bury him.

He Qian nodded:

I still have an extra $49 three-piece set.

Listening to the discussion between the two of them was like the real thing. Mu Lingxiao turned his face to Yue Chuyun aggrievedly:

Anyway, I also called you aunt, why are you so eccentric? The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat.

Yue Chuyun rolled his eyes and replied to him:

The back of the fox's hands should be all hair, where does the meat come from?

Mu Lingxiao listened to it and knew that Yue Chuyun was still angry that he was peeking at Xu Qing's return ceremony, and he knew that he was at a loss, so he shut up and stayed honestly.

Xu Qingxiao was not very happy with Mu Lingxiao, especially after knowing the curse of the Mu family, he avoided him intentionally or unintentionally, but Mu Lingxiao seemed to like to play tricks on her, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law kept screaming.

Even if there is no curse, Xu Qingzhu doesn't like him very much, he feels that he is spoiled by his grandfather, and he has a lot of habits like a gentleman, so he feels very distant.

Just after the return to the soul, Xu Qing stopped having a lot of discomfort, especially about the previous memory, blank, couldn't think of anything, didn't know what to learn, what to practice, and could only let the returning aura rampant in the body, unable to manage.

Although cultivators are waiting for many things casually, but the shoes are small and the pants are tight, who knows who is uncomfortable, for example, Xu Qing stops now, he has to shout something, shake something, Yue Chuyun did not object to this, nodded and said:

That's right, the so-called tiger roaring dragon roars. Theoretically, your chant can subdue demons.

Xu Qing stopped his mind and made up the scene where everyone was making their own moves, looking up to the sky and roaring, using invincible ultrasound to inflict a series of blows on the enemy, and the picture was simply spicy.

The car quickly arrived at the airport, and the staff led them through the VIP lane, as the employer sent a private jet to pick them up.

Xu Qingzhu faintly felt that he seemed to have guessed eight or nine points about who the employer was, was it really his family? If so, Mr. Park's death is something else.

Xu Qingzhu, who got on the private jet, was very excited, feeling that his gossip blood was burning, you must know that this Park Peng, although he is just a cross talker, he is the most successful person who has commercialized cross talk.

Not only will there be a nationwide tour, but also the United States, Australia, Europe, countries and even Japan, there will be special tours every year. There are countless fanatical female fans, and there are many male fans who are shouting to give him a monkey.

Xu Qingzhu has also watched his live performances, because his father likes him very much, maybe because of his age, Xu Qingzhu thinks he is very ordinary, but well, after all, he is a star, there are gossips, who doesn't want to know? What's more, what I can hear this time is more than gossip, there must be more exciting content.

Mu Lingxiao was also a little eager to try, Xu Qingzhu guessed that he should have overheard the content of this commission from his father. I was curious and wanted to inquire, but I didn't want to talk to him.

Forget it, I'll find out in a moment anyway.

Three hours later, the plane landed at Yancheng Airport, and immediately a vehicle came to pick up the plane, and there was no bump in the middle process, and went directly to the highway and drove to the Rose Garden.

The Rose Garden is a luxury villa area built on the west side of Yancheng, with a high level of security, and there are security checks when entering and exiting. I didn't know and thought I had to go through customs.

Xu Qingzhi's impression of Park Peng was suddenly greatly discounted, and Park Peng's public image has always been that he was suppressed by the system, bullied by actors in the system, and excluded from mainstream media, mainstream TV stations, and non-mainstream programs.

Now look at where he lives, let's not talk about whether he has been excluded, the key is that those non-commercial programs can't afford his appearance fee at all.

I came to Pu Peng's home before his death, how luxurious the house is, how atmospheric the decoration is, we won't describe it one by one, anyway, no matter what kind of house, set up the funeral shed, hang white flowers, and then come to a group of crying loyal ministers and filial sons, it is enough to see.

Under the guidance of the assistant, Xu Qingzhu and his party bypassed the guests in the courtyard and followed him directly to the reception room of the deceased.

The surviving people had been waiting in the reception room for a long time, and when they saw them enter, they quickly stood up, and searched the faces of several people with anxious eyes:

Who is Mr. Yue?

Yue Chuyun replied:

I am.

The surviving man smiled a little apologetically, and gestured to the nearest sofa seat:

Mr. Yue, please be seated.

After Yue Chuyun was done, everyone sat down in turn, the assistant served tea, retired the surviving people, and took the door out.

The surviving person held the teacup in his hand, took a sip, as if he had considered it for a while, and finally decided, and said straight to the point:

Mr. Yue, may I ask you, will the house-bred imp run away by himself for no reason?

Xu Qing stopped looking at the surviving person in front of her, she had heard of it before, she was a famous actor in the music industry with a graceful figure in the past.

But after marriage, his figure became increasingly bloated, and he couldn't leave his cigarettes. It is said that when she was pregnant with her child and was an elderly mother, she was not able to quit smoking.

Originally, Xu Qingzhu's impression of her was not very good, but this inexplicable bad impression was all washed away by the frowns of the surviving people, the corners of his depressed eyes, and the state of worry and sadness at this time.

I'm sure you've seen the news that 3,000 yellow-haired paper figurines were sent to my husband's memorial service.

The surviving man suppressed his emotions and spoke as calmly as possible.

Xu Qingzhu thought that she was going to entrust her sister-in-law to help investigate who sent these paper figures, but at a glance she saw her painful look and knew that her request was more than that:

Yes, the images of these paper figures are made according to the image of the female fans that my husband liked when he was alive. He likes this type of woman, and fans will deliberately cater to him.

The surviving even smiled a little self-deprecatingly:

I can't manage this kind of thing, and I can't manage it, and it's not one or two, and I can't catch it. I know those women are cursing me to death behind my back, sarcastically that I have gained weight now, who hasn't been young and beautiful? Compared to when I was on stage, they were bald-tailed quails.

Once, Park Peng performed at Jinmen, and I also went, and when the show ended, several female fans who were in charge of giving him tickets for the performance scolded me while walking.

I listened to it all. But what can I do? I know those female fans, and they are very close to one of Park Peng's lovers. If you really tear your face, it is hard to guarantee that it will not have any impact on Park Peng's acting career.

As he spoke, the surviving man pulled out a paper figure I saw in the photo from the cardboard box:

The paper figures are very delicately made, and they are even more realistic than they look in the photos. It is first tied into a skeleton with bamboo strips, tied and strengthened with hemp skin, pasted with silk on the outside, decorated with colorful paintings, made up, dyed hair, and decorated with tassels.

Such a delicate and huge number of paper figurines could not have been done in a short period of time, they must have been premeditated, as he spoke, the surviving man took out a lock of golden hair from the box and handed it to Yue Chuyun along with the box.

When Park Peng was found dead and died, this lock of hair was placed in the palm of his hand, which should have been put in afterwards, Park Peng never took their things home, he had a habit of territorial cleanliness.

Before Park Peng's accident, the little ghost in our house suddenly disappeared. That was specially invited by me to the Thai temple in order to ask for a child, and I have been keeping it at home well.

After it disappeared, so many things happened, and it was all related to yellow hair, Mr. Yue, can you help me check it? Where did my little ghost go?

If it weren't for the disappearance of the little ghost, Park Peng couldn't have had an accident so easily, and the surviving man spoke, stood up, turned around and went to the Buddhist shrine, and took a book:

This was also written by one of Park's fans based on our company, although in order to prevent us from suing her, they all used pseudonyms.

But I'm not going to hide it from you. Everything in it is true, more detailed than I know. It should help you in your investigation.

Saying that, the surviving man handed the book to Yue Chuyun, only to see that the cover read:

Haoyun swordsman picture