A perfectly fine person, died like this? And it's such a bizarre and horrifying way to die.

Zhang Yuanqing stood there in amazement, his mind not yet reacting. Fu Qingyang appeared calm and experienced, took out the access card, opened the iron door, and said in a steady tone:

"Go and see if there are any residual spirits."

"Okay, okay," Zhang Yuanqing came to his senses, suppressed the shock in his heart, and strode into the cell, stopping by the bed. His eyes were filled with a thick, black "liquid," covering the whites of his eyes. After examining the surroundings for a moment, he shook his head and said:

"No residual spirits left, Chi Yue'an's soul has scattered, he died very cleanly." As he spoke, the energy in his eyes receded, and his eyes returned to normal.

Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment, "The witch's curse technique, cursing a saint from a distance, the practitioner's level is very high. And they should have Chi Yue'an's birth date and time, blood, flesh, hair, and other things containing DNA information."

The witch's curse technique, the organization behind Chi Yue'an is the Spiritual Energy Society? No, if that's the case, they would have been exposed during the general body check. The practitioner of the curse technique may not necessarily be a witch, it's also possible that they used an item," Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice. "Is the curse technique a form of curse, a skill of the witch at the saint level?"

Speaking of which, the profession of the witch, he is not unfamiliar with it. From "Unfairness of Heaven" to Black Impermanence, and then to the Boss in Yin and Yang Town, they are all witches. But this ability to curse from a distance, he has seen it for the first time and feels somewhat horrifying.

Fu Qingyang calmly put away the wooden collar and shackles, saying:

"The curse technique is a form of curse, in a sense, this is the real curse, the real witchcraft. Among the three major evil professions, the witch's characteristic is sinister.

"Many times, they won't confront the enemy head-on, but will poison, or take the opportunity to collect the target's information, such as birth date and time, DNA, photos, etc., and then perform the ritual, curse from a distance, and reduce fortune.

"Among them, DNA is important, once obtained by a witch, almost certain death! Only a few abilities can counteract it."

So, in fact, I have never really seen a real witch, I should pay attention to keeping my DNA safe in the future, and I can't touch women of unknown origin. DNA is not just about cell tissue.

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and shifted his focus back to the matter at hand, regretting, "If I had known, I should have killed and asked the spirit directly."

"There's no need to regret what has already happened. The other party chose to kill to silence, which is already an admission of guilt," Fu Qingyang said. He always has an air of confidence, unchanging in the face of everything.

"Is it really Chi Yue'an's ex-wife?" Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.

Fu Qingyang "Hmm," "It's probably, but Chi Yue'an is already dead, so there's no evidence, and she's not a member of the Five Elements Alliance, so there's no way to force a general body check. There's nothing we can do about her for now."

He turned to his confidant and sighed lightly, "I heard that the old lady from the Zhu family holds grudges, you harmed her former husband, cut off her source of wealth, and she may seek revenge. However, I think you already have enough debts to pay."

Thinking of Chi Yue'an's tragic death, Zhang Yuanqing was shocked:

"Centurion, these powerful enemies and forces I've provoked, are all for our organization, the organization should be responsible for me, not mocking me." Fu Qingyang said lightly:

"The curse technique requires a medium, pay attention to keeping your DNA safe, there's nothing to be afraid of. Is she going to come to you and ask for hair?" Zhang Yuanqing said, "I'm afraid that old lady will seduce me."

Fu Qingyang thought for a moment and said, "I will warn her, this case is not over yet, we'll settle the score with her when we have the chance. We still need to confirm, what if it's not her?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, as long as the suspect is identified, the future settlement will be the same. This is what is called, justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent.

Fu Qingyang raised his left hand, looked at his watch, and said:

"You go find Guan Ya, my appointment with the guest is in ten minutes." Villa - floor, combat room on the west side.

Guan Ya was wearing a loose practice suit, stretching by the window, with Zhang Yuanqing stretching a few meters away.

Although Fu Qingyang will warn the old lady from the Zhu family, she may not swallow this insult. The curse technique is hard to guard against, as long as there is a slip-up, I might be in trouble. Of course, I also need to avoid the "hunt" of the Demon Eye King, I really hope that the elder of the branch can solve the problem of the radical youth as soon as possible.

This guy is a troublemaker.

Zhang Yuanqing regained his thoughts, turned his head to look at the delicate and charming mixed-race beauty, and asked, "Why did you suddenly want to practice combat today?"

The charm of an old man.

Isn't this Annie and Mr. Bill? How did they come to Fu's Bay? The guests that Fu Qingyang mentioned, are they them?

Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and quickly leaned over to the window to look carefully.Guan Ya followed his gaze and saw two foreigners entering the villa through the scenic trees. She paused briefly on the beauty Annie, then glanced at the original sin that she wanted to gouge out.

Guan Ya gritted her teeth, feeling inexplicably irritable. "Stop looking and start training."

Guan Ya leaped into the air, her long and straight legs quickly clamping down on Zhang Yuanqing.

She twisted her waist in mid-air, rolling like an alligator and slamming Zhang Yuanqing onto the elm floor. "Hey, you're not playing fair!" Zhang Yuanqing exclaimed in anger.

The two quickly started fighting, the sound of rapid "smack, smack" echoing in the training room.

In the colorful courtyard, Bill Tarantino suddenly turned his head and looked towards the west side of the villa. "What's wrong?" Annie asked.

Bill Tarantino withdrew his gaze and smiled. "It seems like someone was watching us just now."

Annie flashed a coquettish smile. "Isn't it normal for people to be captivated by my charm? Who can resist my allure?"

Bill retracted his gaze. "Indeed, then, beautiful lady, can you use your beauty to seduce the young master of the Fu family and secure the maximum benefit for us?" "Of course!" Annie replied with a smile.

An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing, with a swollen face, left the training room and went to the adjacent shower room to clean up.

Really, he didn't hold back at all. I didn't even use my long-lost Dragon Claw technique on her. Zhang Yuanqing returned to the living room, looked out the door, and saw the black luxury car still there.

He entered the dining room and enjoyed the food prepared by the bunny girl to replenish his strength.

He cut a piece of steak, chewed slowly, and suddenly thought of Fu Qingyang's family, which had a huge industry overseas. This guy, like Guan Ya, grew up abroad when he was young.

So it was normal for him to have connections with the overseas Spirit Realm practitioners.

After finishing the mashed potatoes, the sound of footsteps came from the direction of the stairs, accompanied by Ling Jun's attentive voice: "Miss Annie, don't rush to leave. I don't know if I have the honor, please join me for dinner. Fu Qingyang is a repressed pervert who doesn't know how to respect women, but I do, Miss Annie, Miss Annie?"

Zhang Yuanqing quickly poked his head out and saw Mr. Bill and Miss Annie walking briskly outside, not willing to stay for a moment. Ling Jun, wearing slippers, followed them, eagerly saying "Miss Annie" and "dinner together."

A complete lapdog.

Unfortunately, Ling Jun's attentiveness did not earn him even a glance from Annie, who left the Fu family bay in a luxury car. Zhang Yuanqing came out with a greasy sausage and said with a smile, "The foreign horse looks good, but it's too fiery and high-spirited. It seems difficult to handle. Young Master Ling should stick to domestic cars."

Ling Jun shrugged and lay down on the soft sofa. "I don't know if it's too fiery, but I do have high standards. I don't look at ordinary Spirit Realm practitioners." "Ordinary?" Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the sausage. "Did you not tell her your identity? You are one of the top princes in the mainland."

Ling Jun chuckled. "I was just teasing her. There are many charming women in the world, but the women of the Goddess Association are off-limits. Well, do you know about the Goddess Association? It's a group of 'love and desire' professionals. They can't be touched by those of the same level."

"They are Spirit Realm practitioners from overseas? What are they doing here?" Zhang Yuanqing inquired.

"What else can the Void professionals do? Of course, they are here for business. The Songhai branch organizes the sale of some low-cost or overstocked props and materials every year. The Void professionals are the merchants of the Spirit Realm world. They have a strong obsession with trade. Therefore, the Merchant Guild composed of Void professionals has a stock far exceeding that of all other organizations in the world, and the variety is also the most abundant."

"As long as you can afford it, you can buy props and materials from all major professions from them. The trading days are in June and December each year. The elders naturally don't bother with these trivial matters. After Fu Qingyang arrived, the trading tasks were handed over to him. Just now, that Annie kept throwing flirtatious glances during the negotiation, trying to use her beauty to corrupt our comrade Fu. Her intentions are wicked."

"I can sell the props I don't need to Mr. Bill in the future, or exchange them for goods, which is much more cost-effective than handing them over to the branch. After all, points and merits are of little use to me now."

Zhang Yuanqing remembered Annie's angry departure. "So the Centurion didn't fall for it?"

Ling Jun rolled his eyes. "Not only did he not fall for it, that guy said seriously, 'If this deal includes Miss Annie's body, then you will have to pay me an additional mental damage fee.'"

Zhang Yuanqing silently covered his face.He discovered that Fu Qingyang was actually quite sharp-tongued. The longer you spent with him, the more you'd realize that beneath his cold and abstinent exterior was a soul laced with venom. What happened next didn't need to be spelled out by Ling Jun; he could imagine it all too well.

"Business is all about bargaining, they'll be back in a few days. The abundance of materials and props at the Songhai branch is fatally attractive to those in the Void profession," Ling Jun finished, then said:

"Did you use that long-lost secret move on Guan Ya again?"

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"No, I didn't do anything this time, she just came up and hit me," Zhang Yuanqing said, feeling wronged. Ling Jun gave him a knowing look and said earnestly:

"Yuanqing, I've met quite a few beauties in Songhai recently. I'll introduce some to you later. They're very understanding, gentle, virtuous, and charming. As long as you have money." Zhang Yuanqing, while pulling out his phone, said with righteous indignation, "I'm not that kind of person!"

The next day.

After breakfast, Zhang Yuanqing left the house with his aunt. In the elevator, Jiang Yu'er, with her small backpack, stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Yuanqing, who carried a backpack. The brightly polished elevator doors clearly reflected their figures.

Jiang Yu'er's outfit today was simple: a light yellow short-sleeved shirt, slim-fit capri pants, and a pair of white sneakers.

This attire showcased her figure very well, adding a touch of youthful vivacity. Paired with her sweet and obedient face, she seemed like a well-developed young girl rather than a 25-year-old young woman.

Zhang Yuanqing admired his aunt's peerless beauty in the "mirror." Her features were not only delicate and cute, but her skin also had the creamy texture of jade. Staring at her face for too long, one might suspect she was a jade statue.

Unlike those so-called rosy and fair faces.

Jiang Yu'er looked up at a forty-five-degree angle, sizing up her nephew's head, and raised her hand to gesture. "Have you grown taller?" she asked.

After becoming a Lingjing walker, his body did indeed undergo a second growth spurt, growing four or five centimeters taller.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to dwell on this topic. Looking down at a forty-five-degree angle, he joked, "You've grown up too."

Jiang Yu'er was furious, swinging her hand like a knife at her nephew's neck: "How dare you! If you even dare to tease your aunt, what else is there that you little beast wouldn't do?" The two of them horsed around until the elevator reached the ground floor and the doors opened.

Jiang Yu'er immediately reverted to her demure and well-behaved demeanor. With a few residents of the building yielding to her, she stepped out of the elevator arm in arm with her nephew. Once outside the building, Zhang Yuanqing got into his aunt's car and headed to Songhai University.

After the Chi Yue'an case ended, he resumed his identity as a college student. During this period, when he didn't have to work, he had to attend classes and couldn't just idle at home; his grandmother would be the first to object.

The white car arrived at Songhai University and stopped at the entrance. Zhang Yuanqing waved goodbye to his aunt. Watching her car merge into the traffic, he turned and walked towards the school with his backpack.

Suddenly, a figure at the school gate caught his eye.

It was a young man in sportswear, with handsome features and a sports headband around his forehead, smiling, the epitome of a sunny, good-looking guy. Female students entering and leaving the school frequently glanced his way.

But he seemed oblivious, earnestly sweeping the broom and cleaning the dust at the school entrance.

The Magic Eye King, Zhang Yuanqing, felt his heart skip a beat, then it began to pound fiercely and rapidly.