Shu Guan followed Du Wenqiang to the second floor and walked into a spacious and elegant study.
Shu Guan glanced around the study room. There were not many furnishings in the study room, only a desk, a few chairs, and bookcases embedded in the four walls.
The bookcases are filled with various books, many of which have signs of being read.
On the sandalwood desk by the window, there are also many books piled up. The books are a bit old and have been turned over. Next to them are pens, inks, papers and inkstones. There is still ink in the inkstones. There is still moisture on the tip of the brush, and on the table There are also a lot of papers scattered around, and the papers are full of writing.
So far, Shu Guan has entered the study rooms of two great figures among mortals.
One is the study room of Xu Pingxi, the governor-general of Chuxiang.
Xu Pingxi's study room is also very large and contains many books. However, the books are very new and have probably not been opened since they were bought.
So Xu Pingxi's study is just for decoration.
The other one is Du Wenqiang's study.
It can be seen that the owner of this study is really reading, and he is reading very seriously.
Du Wenqiang walked to the back of the desk, then stretched out his hand to invite Shu Guan to sit opposite him.
When Shu Guan sat down, he scanned the scattered papers and saw that the words on the papers were not amazing, but each stroke was written neatly and meticulously. .
Seeing that Shu Guan seemed to be reading those words, a look of embarrassment flashed across the face of Du Wenqiang, the Youth Gang tycoon, and he quickly put the papers away.
Shu Guan smiled slightly.
There are rumors that this Youth Gang tycoon dropped out of school when he was a child. Therefore, after he became successful, he not only respected scholars very much, but he also started studying hard again and practiced calligraphy every day.
Judging from the situation in this study, those rumors are indeed true.
After the two sat down, a servant served tea, and then Du Wenqiang waved his hand to signal the servant to leave.
"Mr. Shu, I have ordered my brothers to search the whole city for the woman you asked me to find, but there is no news yet."
"Do your best."
Shu Dian nodded and said that he actually didn't have much hope for some ordinary people to find Yuan Yingzi. Du Wenqiang just asked him to help find her.
Then Du Wenqiang opened a drawer under the desk, took out a cigar box from it, opened it, and asked Shu Guan with a smile:
"Mr. Shu, would you like one?"
Shu looked at the golden cigars in the eye box, which were thicker than an adult man's thumb. They seemed to be of great value.
So Shu Dian nodded. He was wearing a long gown today, so it was not convenient for him to bring his own smoking pole.
Du Wenqiang laughed and picked up a pair of cigar scissors, helped Shu Guan cut the cigar head, and then handed it over.
"I've always believed that if a man doesn't smoke or drink, then this man should never be friends with."
Shu Guan nodded noncommittally, but in the arena, Du Wenqiang's method of identifying people was not wrong.
Then they each lit cigars.
After Du Wenqiang took a deep breath, he slowly exhaled the smoke and said to Shu Guan with a sigh:
"In the past two days, I have also checked the person who secretly dealt with me. Unfortunately, so far, I have no clue."
Shu Guan didn't speak, just looked at Du Wenqiang lightly.
Du Wenqiang called him to the study at the banquet. Naturally, he didn't invite him to chat, but there must be something important. Now he was ready to get down to business.
However, what surprised Shu Guan was that Du Wenqiang didn't say anything after that. He kept smoking his cigar with a strange look on his face, as if he was hesitating or wandering about something.
So the two of them sat in silence for more than ten minutes.
After hesitating for a long time, Du Wenqiang seemed to have finally made up his mind. He put down his cigar, looked at Shu Guan and said:
"Mr. Shu said last time that regarding the feng shui of my father's grave, you can check it from someone I told him before."
"Yes, of course this is just my guess. This is a direction that can be investigated. Didn't Master Du find anything?"
Du Wenqiang was silent again, and then said quietly:
"Before Mr. Shu, I had only told one person about that matter... that was Ling Hui."
"I had people check it secretly, but nothing was found."
Shu Guan raised his eyebrows.
Everyone in Shencheng knew that Du Wenqiang loved Meng Linghui deeply. Judging from Du Wenqiang's hesitant expression just now, it seemed that he really loved Meng Linghui sincerely.
However, a heroic figure like him would never allow others to betray him, not even the most beloved woman.
Then, Du Wenqiang slowly took out a purple silk scarf from his arms and placed it in front of Shu Guan.
Then he stood up, put his hands on the sandalwood desk, stared at Shu Guan, and said in a deep voice:
"This is a scarf that Ling Hui likes to wear on weekdays. I want Mr. Shu to help me figure it out... has Ling Hui betrayed me?"
Du Wenqiang almost gritted his teeth and said the last few words one by one.
Shu Guan silently took out the turtle shell from his arms and placed it on the purple scarf that exuded a faint fragrance.
Now that he is a fortune teller, he naturally has to carry these things with him.
And when he came to the banquet today, Shu Guan expected that he would definitely use these things. This was something that could be guessed without divination.
Then Shuguan took out a few more ancient copper coins and threw them on the turtle shell.
The ancient copper coins were spinning rapidly on the sandalwood table.
Shu Guan stared at the few ancient copper coins.
Du Wenqiang also stared at the few bronze coins, his eyes unblinking, his whole body trembling slightly, but he was even more nervous than Shu Guan.
The ancient copper coin finally stopped on the table.
After about three seconds, Shu Guan raised his head and said something to Du Wenqiang.
"Mr. Meng has nothing to do with this matter."
Those three seconds just now may be longer than his life for Du Wenqiang.
After hearing Shu Guan's words, Du Wenqiang's tense body immediately relaxed, and he sat back in the chair, taking a few long breaths of relief.
Then he picked up the half of the cigar, lit it again with trembling fingers, and took another deep puff.
He smiled at Shu Guan, the light in his eyes became calm and shrewd, but he soon returned to his true character as a hero on the road.
"Since it's not Ling Hui, then who is messing with me? How does he know about the feng shui of my father's ancestral tomb?"
Du Wenqiang looked at Shu Guandao with shining eyes.
...Maybe your memory has been reviewed many times by others...
Shu Guan said silently in his heart.
When Shu Guan asked Du Wenqiang to find out who knew about the feng shui of his father's grave, this was naturally a possibility.
But now that this possibility is gone, there is only another possibility left.
That is, there are practitioners who have secretly attacked Du Wenqiang a long time ago, read his memories using Taoist techniques such as dreaming, and learned his secrets.
Shu Guan is not surprised at all.
Because the feng shui of Du Wenqiang's father's grave was destroyed by practitioners.
As for why the practitioner didn't kill Du Wenqiang directly, perhaps it was because the practitioner or the person who asked the practitioner to take action wanted to see Du Wenqiang being continuously attacked and his family slowly destroyed.
...In fact, a Taoist hero like Du Wenqiang may have already come into contact with many practitioners in a chaotic city like Shencheng where many practitioners are hidden, but he doesn't know it.
Shu Guan even suspected that the Feng Shui master who told his mother about the mountain peak was probably a practitioner.
For example, aren't you smoking a cigar and drinking tea with Du Wenqiang?
Shu Guan was thinking divergently.
Du Wenqiang, on the other hand, had been observing Shu Guan's expression. Seeing that Shu Guan was silent, he finally couldn't help but speak again:
"Mr. Shu, Du really has no other choice, but if he doesn't find the person who secretly harmed me, Du is really stuck in his throat. He doesn't know when that person will attack me again, so I am willing to ask Mr. Shu to help me again." Help Du Mou once."
He looked at Shu Guan expectantly.
Shu Guan smiled.
……about there……
He was prepared to take care of this matter.
Unauthorized destruction of the feng shui of the ancestral graves of mortals, and the feng shui of people like Du Wenqiang, who has great influence in the mortal world.
No matter what the purpose of that practitioner was, his behavior itself was against the rules of heaven.
Before Shu Guan left Jingcheng, he told his second senior brother that he did not intend to be bound by the rules of heaven, but if he met other people who violated the rules of heaven, he would still take action to take care of them.
Although this approach has a bit of "I can but you can't" gangster logic, this is indeed Shu Guan's true thinking at the moment.
Deep down in Shu Guan's heart, he still regarded himself as a member of the Seven Immortals Alliance, and he never really wanted to leave Shan Ji Guan.
So he didn't take action at first, he just wanted to take advantage of Du Wenqiang.
And now Du Wenqiang has asked him again, especially Du Wenqiang, who like Xu Pingxi is not a good person, but Shu Guan finds him quite pleasing to the eye.
So Shu Guan nodded slightly and said:
"I can try to help you find the person who secretly harmed you, but I can't guarantee you the outcome, Mr. Du."
He still had the seven white bone nails in his home, but he couldn't guarantee whether the secrets on the white bone nails were hidden, so he didn't say anything to Du Wenqiang at this moment.
Du Wenqiang was shocked, as if he didn't expect the young man opposite to agree to his request so easily this time. Then Du Wenqiang said with gratitude in his eyes:
"As long as Mr. Shu can help me find that person, Du will not treat Mr. Shu badly. No matter how much the reward is, Du will be willing to give it with both hands."
Shu Guan smiled and said:
"I don't have to charge you this time, but Mr. Du, just remember to owe me a favor."
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"I have met Master Qingfeng, Master Daoji, and Master Zou."
When the three ancestors of the Jingcheng Seven Immortals Alliance walked into Li Tiansheng's bedroom, the four great immortals who were here all saluted the three ancestors.
"Okay, okay, just give it a try. I can't afford to do this every time we meet in the future."
Qingfeng Laodao, who was walking in the middle, waved his hand with a smile.
Zou Zhen looked at the young man's body on the bed, frowned, and said in a deep voice to the four young men and women:
"First tell me what happened!"
Then Li Changqing began to tell.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the expressions of the three ancestors became a little serious. The three of them looked at each other, each thinking deeply.
"Chang Qing, show me that paper crane."
Old Taoist Qingfeng stretched out his hand towards Li Changqing.
Li Changqing quickly handed over the blood-stained paper crane.
After Qingfeng Laodao took it, he first looked through it in his palms, then unfolded the paper crane, and then folded it back again. He repeated this process several times.
"Qingfeng, did you see anything?"
Zou Zhen asked impatiently.
"No."
Old Taoist Qingfeng replied with a smile and then asked:
"What about you? What do you think?"
"According to what Chang Qing just said, the shadow of a palm appeared only when the man killed the young man. This shows that this man possesses an extremely mysterious technique of concealing the secrets of heaven."
Zou Zhen said decisively.
"You said nonsense."
Old Taoist Qingfeng commented like this, then turned to Master Daoji and said seriously:
"I don't know how to do hexagrams, and Zou Zhen only knows how to fight. This matter depends on you."
Master Daoji pronounced the Buddha's name and walked to the bed.
"Then let me summon this man's soul back and ask!"
There is another chapter tonight.
