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On the way back to the hotel, Chi Chuan was driving and Lu Ming was sitting in the passenger seat, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Chi Qiao and Grandma Chi were sitting in the back seat. After a while, Grandma Chi asked Chi Qiao hesitantly, "Xiao Qiao, is there really a ghost in that river?"

Chi Qiao replied without even thinking: "No."

"But why did you go to the river? And Yan Hong, didn't you say that he was possessed by a female ghost in the river?"

Chi Chuan was driving, but from time to time he looked at Chi Qiao in the back seat through the mirror and asked with confusion.

Lu Ming next to him also pricked up his ears to listen.

After leaving Yan Hong's house just now, the car was very silent. Chi Qiao was thinking about saying goodbye at that time, so he replied: "Yan Hong fell into the water yesterday. He might have been scared and had a psychological shadow. He felt that there were unclean things in the river, so he gave himself a psychological hint that he fell into the water because of the unclean things, and he wanted him to be a scapegoat.

So after he fell asleep, he would sleepwalk and follow his own cues to go to the river and jump into the water. In fact, I just calculated that he would go to the river at that time, and the female ghost and the Yin Qi were just to heal his mental illness. "

Chi Qiao's explanation was flawless, and no one could find any flaws. Lu Ming asked, "What about those street lights and the wind on the river?"

"Yes, I used some magic to create the atmosphere."

Chi Qiao smiled.

The sound of them secretly heaving a sigh of relief was heard in the car, but Grandma Chi looked at the talisman in her hand and still felt a little uneasy. Her granddaughter could cast spells, so was there really no ghosts in this world?

"By the way, Xiao Qiao, do you have anything to do tomorrow?"

Grandma Chi looked at Chi Qiao and asked, and Chi Qiao shook her head. She had already sent the female ghost to convey her thoughts in her dreams, and now she was just waiting for the female ghost to fulfill her wish and reincarnate, so there should be nothing to do tomorrow.

Grandma Chi said, "Do you remember the Taoist priest Wuchen I told you about before? He gave me an address. If you are free tomorrow, we can go to see him. He can help you perform the ritual."

"Do things?"

Chi Qiao wondered, why was there a ritual going on?

Grandma Chi worriedly talked about the three extra divinations she had calculated, and Chi Qiao suddenly realized, "Grandma, there is no need to perform a ritual."

Chi Qiao explained that he was actually committing fraud and where the 300,000 yuan had gone. Grandma Chi and the others were stunned. Uh... well, they actually underestimated Chi Qiao.

For the rest of the journey, Grandma Chi and Chi Chuan were a little silent. They found that Chi Qiao was really different from before. The previous Chi Qiao was willful, unlearned, and had all the bad habits of a young lady. However, now she is casual but not willful, and has a lot of abilities.

The car quickly arrived at the hotel and they rested for one night. Because Wuchen's address was a bit far away, Chichuan booked a plane ticket and set off after breakfast the next morning.

The night gradually darkened, the moon rose up, and the bright moonlight filled the earth.

In an old neighborhood in the city center, Cheng Xiaolong put down the pen in his hand, took off the glasses on his nose, and rubbed his sore eyes.

His wife Mi Fang brought him a cup of tea and gently advised, "Go to bed early."

"I'll go to bed later, you go to bed first."

Cheng Xiaolong put the teacup aside and flexed his wrists.

When Cheng Xiaolong was doing research in his field, Mi Fang was unable to persuade him, so she had to go to the bedroom and tell him not to stay up too late.

Looking at his wife quietly closing the bedroom door, Cheng Xiaolong smiled with relief.

Over the years, thanks to his wife taking care of his daughter and his daily life, he was able to concentrate on his academic studies.

Cheng Xiaolong sighed, looked up at the bright moon outside the window, sadness gradually flowing in his eyes. His daughter had been missing for more than half a year, and the police were unable to find her anywhere!

"Jia Jia, where on earth have you been?"

Cheng Xiaolong murmured as he looked at the dark night outside, his eyes becoming even more sore.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew in from the window, ruffling the curtains.

His wife would close the window every day before going to bed, but she probably forgot today. Cheng Xiaolong didn't care about this little doubt, he wiped his eyes and got up to close the window.

Coming back and sitting down again, he put on his glasses and continued to study the documents in his hands. However, he became more and more sleepy, his eyelids kept drooping, and before he knew it, he fell asleep on the table.

He had a dream, in which he saw his daughter who had been missing for more than half a year.

As his daughter was swinging leisurely on the swing, Cheng Xiaolong burst into tears. He ran over and grabbed her and asked, "Jia Jia, is it really you? Where have you been for the past six months!"

Cheng Jia pursed her lips, stubbornly holding back tears and asked him, "Dad, didn't you say you would never care about my life or death again?"

Cheng Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, remembering the quarrel he had with his daughter half a year ago.

That day he found out that his daughter was in love with Yuan Li, one of his students. She had ulterior motives and was very utilitarian, so he looked down on Yuan Li's character and naturally did not feel comfortable handing his daughter over to such a person.

He firmly opposed his daughter being with Yuan Li, so the two had a fierce quarrel and ended up parting on bad terms.

It was also that time that his daughter slammed the door and left and never came back. He has been regretting it until now. If he had not quarreled with his daughter, would she not have left in anger? If he had not opposed them being together, would everything be different as it is now?

"Those were just words Dad said in anger, you silly child." Cheng Xiaolong hugged his daughter into his arms, "Except for your Aunt Mi and Sister Mitu, you are the only relative Dad has left in this world. How could Dad ignore you!"

Cheng Jia was about to cry, but when she heard the names of Mi Fang and Mitu, her face suddenly changed and she pushed Cheng Xiaolong away.

"Dad, when will you wake up? Those mother and daughter have no good intentions!"

Cheng Xiaolong wanted to persuade his daughter to let go of her prejudice against them, but when he thought about how they always quarreled whenever they talked about her, he held back.

"Jia Jia, don't leave now that you come back. If you want to be with Yuan Li, Dad won't stop you."

Cheng Xiaolong sighed, but Cheng Jia shed two lines of blood and tears, which frightened Cheng Xiaolong.

"Dad, I can't come back."

Cheng Jia told Cheng Xiaolong the whole story of how he was murdered.

That day she left home in anger, and Yuan Li came to find her. Yuan Li had a paper to be published at the time, and if it was published successfully, it would be of great help to him in his future doctoral examination, so he kept persuading her to go home and bow down to her father.

Cheng Jia knew that he just wanted her to give the paper to her father for revision. Her father was very authoritative in this area. After asking her father to revise it and then he would add her father's name to it, the paper would definitely be published.

But Cheng Jia is a stubborn person who won't say soft words. How could she be asked to go back and admit her mistake right after they had a quarrel?

The two of them stood on the roadside and started arguing. She was very angry, but she didn't want to quarrel with the two closest people in one day, so she planned to leave. But Yuan Li didn't let her go, and she was accidentally pushed into the river by Yuan Li during the shove.

Yuan Li watched her struggling in the water in panic, but soon, as if he had made up his mind, he turned away coldly and let her sink into the river.

Cheng Xiaolong couldn't believe it after hearing this. His daughter was clearly standing right in front of him, how could she be dead?

However, when he saw the blood and tears on his daughter's face, he couldn't help feeling sad and tears rolled down his face.