Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Qi Zhiwei burst into tears again when he mentioned that his daughter had been sacrificed and that the dead soul had to suffer the pain of having her heart cut out every day.

He looked at Fu Jiuqing with tearful eyes, his face full of the prayers and sorrow of a father.

"Mrs. Qin, Qiong'er is a good child. My wife and I were too busy working when we were young and rarely took care of her. I owe her a lot.

Now she can't die in peace. I told her mother to let the child rest in peace no matter what. Now as long as you can help me.

I can give you all my wealth, I just ask you to save my daughter and let her soul rest in peace. "

Qi Zhiwei stood up from the sofa again, knelt down and kowtowed to Fu Jiuqing in request.

Fu Jiuqing accepted such a great courtesy from him calmly, his slightly lowered eyes looked calm.

She put down the hand on her forehead, turned her palm upward, summoned the book of life and death with a black leather cover with blood letters, and opened the light yellow paper inside.

Fu Jiuqing asked in a casual tone: "Manager Qi, you haven't told me yet who killed your daughter."

Generally speaking, dreamers will tell their families who the murderer is so that they can avenge him.

As soon as Qi Zhiwei heard this, he knew that things had taken a turn for the better.

He immediately said: "Qiong'er didn't say who harmed her. She only said what magic weapon she was in. She seemed to have mentioned her classmates. I can't remember clearly."

I can't even remember the details of what happened in my dream.

Qi Zhiwei only remembered his daughter's eyes filled with blood and tears, her expression empty and angry, and her face pale and twisted.

But even if the child was extremely angry and his face was gloomy and twisted, he was still an obedient and sensible child in Qi Zhiwei's eyes.

Fu Jiuqing stroked the edge of the book of life and death with his round fingertips, remained silent for a moment, and then asked: "What is your daughter's name?"

Qi Zhiwei quickly replied: "Qi from the Qi family, Qiong from the Qionglou Yuyu."

Fu Jiuqing seemed to smile, and said with no emotion in his voice: "What a good name."

No one saw that as the name Qi Qiong left traces on her heart, Qi Qiong's life experiences quickly emerged on the light yellow paper of the Book of Life and Death.

It’s not all about the details, it’s about the important events of life and death.

Fu Jiuqing looked at the two birth dates displayed by Qi Qiong, one named Qi Qiong and the other unknown.

With a sharp look in her eyes, she quickly scanned this girl's short life with a frown.

After a moment, Fu Jiuqing suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Qi Zhiwei with complex eyes.

She wanted to ask about Qi Qiong's life experience, but she changed her question: "Why did Manager Qi come to me?"

Qi Zhiwei, who was kneeling on the ground, said without any hesitation: "After Qiong'er entrusted me with the dream, I went to Director Hao for help. He had no clues. After my repeated pleas, Director Hao said that you might have something to do with this matter." The solution, I thought I had a chance encounter with Mrs. Qin, so I asked Da to take the liberty of visiting her."

He said it uneasily, and he was not completely sure in his heart.

Fu Jiuqing's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she stared at the Book of Life and Death again.

"Is Qi Qiong your biological daughter?"

A light question made Qi Zhiwei's face change drastically, his mouth slightly opened, and he looked shocked.

Fu Jiuqing's eyebrows slightly curved and he smiled softly: "Qi Qiong has been frail and sick since she was a child, and has been suffering from minor illnesses all year round. Did you know that she has a horoscope of all yin and is a rare sacrificial object in many evil arts?"

Qi Zhiwei was shocked that Fu Jiuqing knew his daughter's identity before, but now his face turned pale.

His daughter's birthday horoscope was indeed fake, but he never knew that there were all yin in the horoscope.

Qi Zhiwei asked with a trembling voice: "Mrs. Qin, what do you mean my daughter died in the Quan Yin destiny?"

Fu Jiuqing put away the book of life and death: "She became a sacrificial object after her death."

"How could this happen?" Qi Zhiwei murmured, unable to accept the truth.

Qi Qiong has indeed been in poor health since she was a child. She was even more clingy when she was a child and would fall ill from time to time.

At that time, Qi Zhiwei and his wife were busy with work and rarely spent time with her.

They thought it was because Qi Qiong was born weak, but they never expected it to be related to her horoscope.

Fu Jiuqing looked at Qi Zhiwei's deeply shocked look and released another thunderbolt.

"Qi Qiong died of her boyfriend at school. Call the police to arrest him. If he is caught, he will know the cause of your daughter's death."

Qi Zhiwei exclaimed: "Boyfriend?!"

The daughter never said that she had a boyfriend. The family often got together before her death, and the daughter never said anything about it.

Qi Zhiwei thought of Qi Qiong's debt when he was a child, and felt that the child was alienated from them.

Fu Jiuqing looked at his irritated expression and guilty eyes, knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

She held her chin and said in a lazy voice: "If Qi Qiong hadn't been picked up by you before she was about to die, she would have died long ago. It was you who gave her more than twenty years of life.

Although this child is not related to you by blood, he is related to you. Her boyfriend is not of her own free will, but he was admitted under forced circumstances. "

Qi Zhiwei was not comforted by this, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

He looked at Fu Jiuqing and asked with a trembling voice: "Did that kid bully Qiong'er?"

As a man, Qi Zhiwei understands the nature of men very well.

After knowing that his daughter was forced to admit the identity of her boyfriend, he subconsciously believed that Qi Qiong had been taken away from her body.

Fu Jiuqing said nothing, and his facial expression showed no emotion.

Sometimes silence is the default.

Qi Zhiwei's body completely collapsed on the ground, his eyes were red, and his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "What's that beast's name?"

Fu Jiuqing opened her red lips and revealed a name: "Hou Ming."

Qi Zhiwei got the answer he wanted and got up from the ground, almost falling to the ground twice.

His hands and feet were now weak, and it was only the impulse of anger that prevented him from completely losing the ability to move under the huge sadness.

"Thank you, Mrs. Qin. I will go find that beast now. I will bring my wife to visit later to express my gratitude."

Fu Jiuqing nodded slightly and agreed.

Seeing Qi Zhiwei turn and leave, she added a few more words.

"If you see Hou Ming and break the jade medal around his neck, your daughter's soul will be freed."

Qi Zhiwei turned around and bowed to Fu Jiuqing: "Okay, thank you, Mrs. Qin."

After he left, Fu Jiuqing sat on the sofa and did not move for a long time.

She held her chin with one hand, and her soul-stirring eyes were filled with deep thoughts, as if something was troubling her.

Hou Ming, the youngest son of the richest man in Hai City, is a second-year graduate student in the Department of Biology. He is known as the school's melancholic little prince because he has been frail and sick all year round and has a sickly look on his face.

He really likes Qi Qiong, but King Xiang loves the goddess Wu Meng.

Qi Qiong is a cold-hearted person who has never had any affection for anyone of the opposite sex, except for her family member Qi Zhiwei and her younger brother.

She was such a cold beauty, but she died at the hands of Hou Ming, who loved her.

The frail and sick Hou Ming is different from Qi Qiong. The former has three unstable souls and seven souls, and is mentally handicapped, while Qi Qiong has a horoscope of all yin.

The two men collided, and Qi Qiong died unexpectedly.