Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Fu Kuan followed Zhang Laizi to turn left and right, and finally reached a building.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhang Laizi knocked on the door of the owner of a house.

"Who?"

A sharp female voice burst out as the door opened.

Zhang Laizi looked at it, but was dumbfounded.

"Is this Qi Zhaochuan's house?"

"Qi Zhaochuan? Who are you?"

The woman looked wary.

When Zhang lame heard this, he was overjoyed.

He handed an old photo to the woman.

"Come in and talk..."

The woman looked distressed, but let the two of them go in.

"Where's the old Qi?"

"You are my father's old friend, my father passed away a month ago...a month ago..."

"what?"

The diary in Zhang Laizi's hand fell to the ground in an instant.

"Hey, people live this life without pleasure, and we as children have not fulfilled our responsibilities..."

Zhang lame was stuck in his throat, if Fu Kuan hadn't helped him, he might have been slumped on the ground.

"This...is it so sudden..."

Zhang Laizi's voice trembled, and the woman understood Zhang Laizi's situation.

"Is your surname Zhang..."

"Correct!"

"Father often talked about you to me when he was alive. He has done his best as a Fengshui master all his life. He also left you something. Father said that you will definitely come, but he didn't see you until he passed away. It's a pity to come to you..."

The woman also lamented the impermanence of the world, and Fu Kuan's face was also a little ugly.

But it's not just a trip for nothing.

It's because Zhang Laizi lost his best friend just like that...

Zhang Laizi felt extremely bitter in his heart, he didn't expect that he would be separated from Qi Zhaochuan when he came this time.

The two were best friends during their lifetime, and Qi Zhaochuan also helped Fu Kuan a lot back then, and then Zhang Laizi was busy settling down in the capital, and Qi Zhaochuan also got married and had a son and settled in Xingchuan.

They also met a few times afterwards, but things between the two became more and more complicated.

As the most famous Fengshui master in Xingchuan, Qi Zhaochuan is naturally busy every day.

However, he has one of the biggest characteristics, that is, he never charges a penny for solving Feng Shui problems.

Some people live in this world only for a few taels of silver, while Qi Zhaochuan only lives for a meal.

That's right, every time after helping someone, Qi Zhaochuan only asks to have a full meal at the owner's house, and he must never go out to have a banquet in a restaurant, he must be at home.

Such a strange style also gave him a good reputation.

Qi Zhaochuan never lived in fame and wealth all his life, and in his last days, he was just sorting out some of his life's news, including a book of Feng Shui secrets...

"This is a book that my father spent several months sorting out before his death. He said that he will hand it over to you no matter what. If you don't come, your descendants will definitely come, so..."

Zhang Laizi took the heavy book with a heavy heart.

"Mr. Zhang, sit down first."

The woman poured a cup of tea for the two of them and placed it on the table.

After Fu Kuan helped Zhang Laizi to sit down, he asked softly: "May I ask, how did Mr. Qi..."

"The cancer was already at an advanced stage when it was discovered, but my father's cancer was very strange. We also invited many foreign experts, but the results they gave were only lung cancer. It is not clear how to treat it..."

"This……"

"And these experts all said that the cure rate is almost zero, because although it is cancer, there is no cure. It can be said that in the whole world, only my father has this disease..."

Lame Zhang frowned, sighed and said, "Old Qi has made him suffer all his life..."

"Father didn't leave any regrets in his life, but he also left you something, which we have been keeping."

The woman took out another feather and handed it to Zhang Cripple.

Cripple Zhang looked bewildered.

feather?

Fu Kuan looked at this feather that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, and he was even more puzzled.

Does this feather have any special meaning?

Or is there some kind of special substance hidden in it?
Lame Zhang took the feather and sniffed it lightly on the tip of his nose.

There is no difference.

It's a chicken feather.

"This chicken feather..."

"Father didn't tell us what the chicken feathers are for. He just said that you will understand when you see it."

Zhang Laizi nodded, his face didn't change a bit.

This is something left by the deceased, even if it makes people laugh, he will never take it lightly.

Fu Kuan hurriedly said, "Can I have a look?"

"of course."

Lame Zhang handed it directly to Fu Kuan.

Fu Kuan carefully placed it in his hand.

And the systematic analysis is no different, just a common chicken feather.

He opened the sky eye, and the structure of this chicken feather is the same as that of ordinary chicken feathers.

"This……"

Fu Kuan glanced at Zhang Laizi, then shook his head calmly.

Zhang Laizi understood instantly, and quickly changed the topic.

"Girl, this is my wish, you accept it."

Lame Zhang took out a bank card directly from his pocket.

"Mr. Zhang... No, no, I can't have this!"

The woman quickly waved her hand to refuse, her expression flustered.

"I know that Lao Qi never received gifts from others during his lifetime, but this is a little of my heart, girl, you must give me the face of a cripple!"

Lame Zhang immediately pushed the bank card to the woman.

"This... Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid my father's spirit in heaven will blame me."

"It's okay, it's okay, Lao Qi, I'll settle it for you."

Lame Zhang let out a wry smile, which eased the atmosphere somewhat.

The atmosphere is extremely awkward now, and it's even difficult for Zhang Lizi to speak.

The departure of his old friend still hit him hard.

"Then elders, is there something important for you to come this time?"

The woman also noticed Zhang Laizi's strangeness and asked quickly.

"Originally there was something to do, but now... oh..."

"The book my father left behind may be of some help to you..."

Cripple Zhang nodded.

After that, he talked a lot with this woman.

For a long time, Zhang Laizi was immersed in grief.

Before parting, Zhang Laizi said earnestly, "Girl, if there are any strangers visiting at home, be careful."

"Why?"

"Your father is not an ordinary person."

After leaving these words, Zhang Laizi left without looking back.

He was afraid that if he stayed for one minute longer, he would add a touch of sadness.

"Old Zhang...now we..."

"Since you're all here, let's visit some of Xingchuan's old friends."

Lame Zhang gave a wry smile, and handed the book of Qi Zhaochuan's life's work to Fu Kuan.

Fu Kuan didn't understand what he meant, did he mean to let himself accept it?

"Old Zhang, this is..."