At the exit of Shanghai Pudong Airport, Zhao Wan'er, who was dressed in avant-garde clothes, just walked out with a suitcase, and Wang Liping, who was already waiting, immediately greeted her: "Is it Miss Zhao Wan'er?" My name is Wang Liping, and I am the treasurer of Guangming Company, and I came to greet Miss Zhao at the order of Mrs. Zhao. ”

Zhao Wan'er looked up and saw the handsome young man in front of her, and couldn't help but feel good, and playfully let go of the suitcase: "You have such good eyesight, what are you waiting for?" Help me drag my suitcase, I'm exhausted. ”

Wang Liping smiled, lowered his body and grabbed the handle of the suitcase: "Miss Zhao, please come with me." ”

After the two got into the car, Zhao Wan'er talked loudly about her trip to Hong Kong. Wang Liping always kept smiling, listened humbly, and nodded from time to time.

More than an hour later, Zhao Wan'er was in a daze and heard a very magnetic baritone calling him softly, and when she opened her eyes, it turned out that the car had been parked in front of her luxury villa, and Wang Liping had already opened the car door, waiting for her to wake up. After a tiring journey, Zhao Wan'er fell asleep unconsciously, she smiled at Wang Liping embarrassedly, then got out of the car, ran forward and hugged her mother Zhang Lili who was waiting for her at the door.

After her mother entered the living room, Zhao Wan'er was surprised to find that the living room was full of people, including several people wearing police uniforms.

Seeing Zhao Wan'er come in, except for those policemen, everyone else stood up, and Zhang Lili introduced several directors of the company to Zhao Wan'er one by one.

After hearing the news that her father had been missing for more than a week, Zhao Wan'er was stunned and opened her mouth wide for a while, her father Zhao Yiming has regarded her as a pearl in her palm since she was a child, and she is obedient, but now she suddenly heard the news of her father's disappearance, Zhao Wan'er didn't know how to accept this cruel reality.

After listening to the police tell the story of the incident, Zhao Wan'er, who was pampered by Zhao Yiming since she was a child, stopped crying, and seemed to have suddenly matured a lot, and she firmly believed that her father Zhao Yiming was still alive in the world.

It turned out that after receiving the report from Guangming Construction Group Company, the Shanghai police quickly received a report from the Xi'an police to assist in the investigation. Zhao Yiming's Mercedes-Benz SUV was found in the grass near Qianling. Upon inspection, it was found that the car had been parked there for several days, and the car was empty. During the investigation of Guangming Company, it was found that in addition to the mysterious disappearance of Zhao Yiming's driver Ah Liu, bodyguards Xu Shengming and Liu Yiming at the same time, a mysterious bank account set up in the name of Zhao Yiming was also discovered, on which more than 5 million huge sums of money had been taken away by unknown people. The video from the highway from Shanghai to Xi'an also shows that Zhao Yiming's Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle did drive to Xi'an on the 14th day of the seventh lunar month, in addition to distinguishing the driver Ah Liu and Liu Yiming in the co-pilot seat, there were two passengers in the back row, but they could not be identified. According to various indications, the police preliminarily judged that this was a premeditated kidnapping case for money, and Zhao Yiming was very likely to have been killed. The public security organs have issued notices to local public security bureaus to investigate the whereabouts of the four passengers in the car.

After the police left, Zhang Lili announced the decision of the company's board of directors to her daughter, who was sitting in tears and crying, and told her daughter that she and Zhao Yiming had decided to let Zhao Waner and Wang Liping get engaged as soon as possible.

Zhao Wan'er couldn't believe that her father would decide her fate so hastily, but the facts were in front of her, and she couldn't disobey her mother's wishes, not to mention that she had a good impression of Wang Liping, so she decided to contact her, not to mention that engagement is not the same as marriage.

Zhang Lili smiled and said to the directors: "Tonight, let's have a light meal at our house, even if it's the engagement banquet of the little girl Wan'er and Wang Liping." ”

Everyone applauded, and took out the rich congratulatory gifts that had been prepared and handed them to Zhao Wan'er. Zhao Wan'er didn't look at it, Zhang Lili saw that everyone was quite embarrassed, so she hurriedly played a round and accepted everyone's congratulatory gifts on behalf of her daughter.

Early the next morning, Zhao Wan'er drove alone to Longhua Ancient Temple, worshiped the Buddha and incense, and prayed for her father Zhao Yiming to return safely.

After the incense, walked out of the ancient temple, and saw that there were many people at the door who set up stalls to tell fortunes, Zhao Wan'er's heart moved, although she didn't believe that there were really ghosts and gods in the world, but in the case of the six gods without owners, she still decided to ask for a hexagram to try to ask the good luck.

The old man who told the hexagram, after seeing Zhao Wan'er say what he wanted, closed his eyes and counted for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly, and said with a bitter face that he had limited Taoism and failed to calculate this hexagram.

Although Zhao Wan'er was disappointed, she generously took out three hundred yuan and placed it on the old man's stall. Just as she was about to leave, the old fortune teller stopped her and told Zhao Wan'er that she knew a wandering monk who was placing orders in Longhua Temple, and maybe he could help Zhao Wan'er solve this doubt. Zhao Wan'er was overjoyed, nodded, and begged the old man to take her to beg the monk.

Unexpectedly, the monk couldn't meditate behind closed doors, ignoring the old man's call. The old man was helpless and told Zhao Wan'er that he could only wait for the monk to finish meditating before coming to ask for help. Zhao Wan'er left a mobile phone number for the old man, and simply went to Longhua Ancient Town to play.

When it was dark, Zhao Wan'er's mobile phone rang, and the old man said that he had invited the monk to his home and asked Zhao Wan'er to come according to the address he gave.

Zhao Wan'er drove on the country road for half an hour, but fortunately, there was satellite navigation, and it didn't take long to find the old man's home.

It was an ordinary farmhouse courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, knocked on the door, Zhao Wan'er found that the yard was overgrown with weeds, a dim incandescent lamp was lit in the hall, and a thin old man in a yellow monk's robe was sitting at the table of eight immortals.

After listening to Zhao Wan'er's intention, the senior monk nodded and instructed the old man to take out a bowl of rice and light three sticks of incense and a pair of candles.

The senior monk nodded at Zhao Wan'er, and said slowly: "Donor, the old man's name is Yuanming." The donor thought of his father, and the old man asked Mi Buji for the donor. ”

Zhao Wan'er asked puzzledly, "Ask rice?" What is that? ”

Yuan Ming said with a stern expression: "Later, the old man will recite Buddhist scriptures, twist the rosary beads and let himself enter the state of out-of-body soul, and then communicate with the spirit world and call for specific undead, this is asking rice." But Lao Ga is a cultivator, and he will not let the undead possess him, but only ask about the path of the undead. If your father is still alive, then you can't bring out the dead. If you can see your father, it means that your father is really no longer alive, and you still want the donor to mourn. ”

Zhao Wan'er nodded, and at this time, the old fortune teller had already placed a small copper incense burner on the table and put a bowl of rice on the side of the incense burner.

Yuan Ming motioned for everyone to keep quiet, so as not to disturb the gods. He asked Zhao Wan'er for Zhao Yiming's birthday, wrote it on paper, and then sat in front of the incense burner, reciting the scriptures in his mouth, lit the note with Zhao Yiming's birthday on the candle on the side, closed his eyes, and began to chant the scriptures continuously, counting the Buddha beads hanging on his chest one by one.

Although Zhao Wan'er felt a little frightened, her curiosity was even heavier, and she held her breath and looked at everything in front of her. Suddenly, the bowl of rice began to jump and spill on the table as if it had come to life.

The atmosphere was so tense that Zhao Wan'er's heartbeat intensified, and after touching a cup of tea, the rice in the bowl stopped jumping, and the Yuanming monk also stopped chanting, still closing his eyes and not saying a word.

Zhao Wan'er couldn't hold back any longer, and eagerly whispered what was going on with Monk Yuanming.

Monk Yuanming slowly opened his eyes and sighed: "Donor, did you see the rice in the bowl beating just now?" That means your father has died. Donor, please mourn! ”

Although Zhao Wan'er had little hope that her father would survive after his disappearance, after the monk confirmed it, she still couldn't stand this cruel reality and fainted.

When she woke up again, she found that the old man and the monk Yuanming were looking at her with concern, and she couldn't help crying bitterly. The monk Yuanming stopped talking, closed his eyes, and recited the scriptures, but the old man kept comforting Zhao Wan'er.

After crying for a while, Zhao Wan'er gradually calmed down, she decided to find out the cause of her father's death, if she was really murdered by those three subordinates, she decided to avenge her father and chase the murderer at the end of the world.

Seeing Zhao Wan'er asking, Yuan Ming sighed and said slowly: "Donor, when Lao Qu just cast a spell and asked Mi, he saw your father and the other three people looking calm and not coercing, and then he saw a very big hill, but for some reason, after seeing the hill, Lao Qu couldn't see anything else, only a huge bright red peony flower. Your father's death, according to Lao Wei, was not murdered by others, but has a great relationship with this peony. ”