CHAPTER 254: CHAPTER 254: THE GREAT TRANSFORMATION OF "LIVING" PEOPLE

"If the little ghost mother doesn’t find the reincarnation, it’s not good for him to stay here for too long. Moreover, this is the Mother Fiend. If the child goes missing, the mother will become very anxious and the Evil Energy will intensify. If it gets out of control, it will be a big problem."

After Jiang Yuan patiently explained, he asked, "Jia Zongliang died just like that, and his wife didn’t investigate the cause of death? It was obviously a very suspicious death."

He was trying to find out indirectly if there was any mysterious organization involved. If there really was such a group, they would definitely intervene in such a situation, and perhaps the female ghost would have been exposed long ago.

Chuci, recovering from the shock, shook his head and said, "Jia Zongliang committing suicide in guilt was the best news for his wife. The biggest trouble, the property dispute, was gone. The assets he transferred during the marriage and secretly hid were now traceable and could be reclaimed.

Additionally, the child had been registered just a few months after birth. If Jia Zongliang hadn’t died, and his wife wanted to change the child’s name after remarrying, she would have needed his signed consent. Now that he’s dead, she can change it as she pleases, and she didn’t hesitate to sign the papers. The body is probably already cremated by now.

It’s a pity. Although there hasn’t been a trial, the murder is a done deal, which will likely affect the child’s political background checks in the future. At just a few months old, the child has already been set up by his own father."

It seems there isn’t any special organization, and even if experts exist, they won’t care about such events.

Jiang Yuan thought to himself, wondering if Liu Qiang had any other tricks up his sleeve. From the ferocity of the Mother Fiend, the scene of the one corpse and two lives must have been extremely bloody and terrifying, otherwise the Mother Fiend wouldn’t hold such heavy resentment.

What a sin!

Whether it’s for gathering information or solving aftermaths, it’s ultimately about helping Uncle Cai sort things out. Chuci is happy to play the intermediary role and build good relations with both sides.

Moreover, having just touched another side of the world, his curiosity is particularly strong, and he also wants to see what classic big scenes there may be.

So in order to find out more about Liu Qiang’s background, Chuci has reached out to many friends and even had his cousin, Wei Haoyu, help out a bit. After all, he mixes around in the "underworld" every day and can come into contact with circles that many rich second-generation individuals cannot integrate into.

"Liu Qiang is a regular at Mingxiang Pavilion Tea House. The lobby manager said he called an hour ago to reserve a VIP seat and is meeting someone for tea at 9:30 tomorrow morning. All their private rooms have been booked, but the VIP seats are in the second-floor hall. Although they are relatively far apart, we can pick a spot near the corner to ensure we can see them without them noticing us!"

Chuci suddenly felt a thrill of adventure and investigation, his eyes glowing, "I’ll have the lobby manager prepare a screen to shield us, ensuring 100% safety!"

Jiang Yuan nodded, feeling that his arrangements were very thoughtful. It’s best to be cautious when you don’t know the opponent’s actual combat power.

Returning home, he prepared some easy-to-carry paper objects in his backpack. Once he was fully equipped with "ammunition," he got a good night’s sleep to recharge his energy.

Early in the morning, he went for a run and had breakfast. When the time was right, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and arrived at the tea house 15 minutes early with Chuci, who had also applied some medicine and looked excited.

The lobby manager indeed arranged a very good spot for them.

From the southeast corner, they could see the entire second-floor hall at a glance, and it was close to a window where they could keep an eye on the parking lot at any time.

A classical-looking screen was just right, hiding them from view. The glass used for the screen was interesting; they could clearly see across from their side, while the other side could only see the patterns on the glass.

Jiang Yuan, having seen such a screen design for the first time, was full of admiration.

No wonder this tea house was so prosperous. At the very least, even in the hall, customers could feel a well-protected sense of privacy.

"My cousin knows a nightlife drifter, who was one of Liu Qiang’s underlings back when he was living the street life." Chuci took a sip of tea and lowered his voice to gossip, "It’s said that Liu Qiang can’t do it in that aspect, possibly due to Klinefelter syndrome."

Touching a knowledge blind spot, Jiang Yuan looked confused.

Chuci then explained, "A chromosome abnormality causing infertility. It’s said to be pitifully small, and... lacks little tadpoles, an incurable condition. I’ve heard that people with those issues often have somewhat abnormal psychology, which explains why he’s like a mad dog biting anyone he sees."

Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, thinking that Wu Xiaolan had been merciful before, only saying Liu Qiang was physically unfit, without specifying how unfit.

"Who cares if he’s mad or not, right now in broad daylight, he couldn’t possibly be so brazen, let’s act according to the situation later."

"Bro, you said he has particularly heavy Yin Energy, might he be carrying a little ghost with him?"

"It’s quite possible, so if you see something particularly scary, make sure to hold it together and stay calm..."

The two sipped tea and chatted while looking down from the second-floor window.

At exactly 9:30, Liu Qiang parked his car, adjusted his hair in the mirror, and then leisurely got out of the car.

At fifty-three this year, his well-maintained, naturally fair skin looked like that of a forty-year-old, with a slim build and tailored suit pants accentuating his long legs, giving a very charismatic presence.

He quickly walked upstairs, and as he reached the hall, his sharp gaze swept towards the southeastern screen, then directed towards the lobby manager.

The manager smiled and whispered, "The private rooms were all booked in advance today. That table of customers is discussing business and doesn’t want to be disturbed. Brother Qiang, your seat is over here."

Guided to the diagonally opposite furthest VIP seat, Liu Qiang nodded in satisfaction, "I also need to discuss business and don’t want to be disturbed, bring me a screen too."

The lobby manager complied and turned to instruct a waiter to bring one.

"Wow! Is that heavy Yin Energy on him?" Since the moment he got out of the car, Chuci had been staring wide-eyed, whispering, "Why does he have such a strong Cthulhu Mythos aura? It’s really freaking creepy."

Jiang Yuan didn’t even need to look; the chilling atmosphere in the air was enough to identify him. This was definitely the guy who was peeping under the umbrella from outside the window yesterday!

Finally found the main character!

He didn’t reply, rubbing his right hand where the Heaven-Burning Flame cheerfully blazed on his fingertips.

Just as he was about to ignite a fire to send Liu Qiang off, he heard footsteps pounding up the stairs, and a big fat man came up, shouting, "Brother Qiang, what’s up with the formal invite for tea? Can’t explain it over the phone or what?"

The fire in Jiang Yuan’s hand went out again, primarily because he wanted to hear the gossip.

"Wanted to ask you about Cai Changming, do you know what he worships at home?" Liu Qiang, always particular, looked down on such rough guys, but if he didn’t have a request, he wouldn’t tolerate the other’s loud voice in such an elegant place for tea.

The big fat man squeezed into a redwood chair, which creaked under his weight. He laughed heartily, "He worships only what I sold him, how could I not know? He worships Lord Guan!"

Lord Guan? Martial God of Wealth?

Liu Qiang couldn’t help but frown, sensing something was off. If it was Lord Guan truly manifesting, there was no way it would just quietly suppress the Child Fiend and leave it at that.

"Haven’t heard of anything else? Like medium or spiritual possession or something?"

"Boss Cai doesn’t do possession! That Lord Guan statue of his, I tell you, he spent big money on it, had high monks consecrate it..." The fat man’s loud voice wasn’t masked, and Jiang Yuan’s sharp ears caught every word, a smile playing on his lips.

Seems like neither party knows the specifics; he’s here digging for information too.

But being in the dark while Chuci, a reliable and steady "partner," was much better than Liu Qiang, who hadn’t realized who he was dealing with even when his opponent was seated across from him.

"Alright, enough of your scam pitches for selling junk. If that so-called Lord Guan could manifest, I’d turn you into a real-life magic act right now!" Liu Qiang, hearing what sounded like total nonsense, was displeased and coldly interrupted him.

A mischievous grin crept over Jiang Yuan’s face, "Since he said it, let’s give him the real magic act of turning into a burning man."

Saying this, he flicked the flame over the screen.

The waiter hadn’t even had a chance to bring over the screen for the opposite side when Jiang Yuan’s Heaven-Burning Flame, now more finely controlled and successful in multiple trials, did not ignite anything else, but in Chuci’s astonished gaze, arched over and landed on Liu Qiang.

"Plop!"

Something seemed to drip coldly on the back of his neck, leaving a special cool sensation.

Liu Qiang instinctively touched it, looking up to see if the ceiling was leaking. The next second, he saw in the glass reflection a blazing layer of Flame rising from him!