After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"Meng Qisui, don't go too far. This is my home, not your Dali Temple." Tong Guoan felt like he was about to explode with anger, staring at the expressionless Meng Qisui.

Meng Qisui looked at Tong Guoan's anger, but there was no fluctuation on his face. He was calm as if he was talking to a corpse.

"This is indeed the Tong Residence. No one is competing with you, Master Tong, for this Feng Shui treasure land. It's just that the Dali Temple is handling a case, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere.

Mr. Tong, you don't even know this little rule, do you?

Please..."

Meng Qisui's voice was cold and firm, as if he didn't care at all about Tong Guoan's anger.

Tong Guoan's eyes widened, and he was furious. However, facing Meng Qisui's resolute attitude, he realized for the first time that he was also flexible. He took a deep breath, tried to control his emotions, and said through gritted teeth: "Okay, Master Meng, I hope you don't regret what you did today!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the study, each step carrying heavy anger.

Looking at the impotent and furious Tong Guoan's back, Meng Qisui's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible mockery. He glanced at the warden of the Dali Temple, who immediately nodded in understanding, quickly followed Tong Guoan, stood beside him, and extended his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Tong Guoan felt the pressure from behind him, and felt aggrieved. He knew that he had no advantage in the current situation, so he had to swallow his blood and went to his study obediently under the close company of the warden of the Dali Temple.

"search……"

Following Meng Qisui's order, the Tong Mansion suddenly became lively.

Many Dali Temple runners and the imperial guards quickly took action and began to search the entire Tong Mansion. They carefully checked every room, corner and item, and even dug three feet into the ground, leaving no place where evidence might be hidden.

Tong Guoan sat in the study with a gloomy face, his hands clenched into fists, and his heart filled with resentment.

As the emperor's uncle, Tong Guoan never thought that one day he would be forced like this, let alone that the evil dog Meng Qisui in the court would dare to be so bold. He secretly vowed that he would make Meng Qisui pay the price in the future.

Everyone in the Tong residence was trembling with fear and kept silent. The servants were even more terrified, and some even started to shiver.

Time passed by minute by minute. After more than half an hour, a Dali Temple bailiff with a lot of mud on his body finally came running over. As he ran, he shouted loudly: "Report! Sir, we found something."

"Oh? What did you find? Tell me quickly!" Dali Temple Minister Meng Qisui asked hurriedly.

"Your Excellency, we have found evidence of a suspected murder weapon in the prisoner Tong Wencai's yard, and we have also dug out several bodies from the mud in the pond in the mansion. We need to call a coroner to perform an autopsy."

"Okay! Go call the coroner and perform an on-site autopsy. You must carefully check the location where the body was dumped, and also look for any clues at the crime scene." Meng Qisui couldn't help but raise his voice slightly.

The search work of Tongfu was proceeding in an intense and orderly manner. As the sun gradually set, the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the earth, as if bringing a glimmer of warmth and hope to the whole world. However, for Tongfu, this was just a kind of irony, and their mood became heavier.

The faces of the people in Tong Mansion became more and more ugly, but no one dared to step forward easily, for fear of getting into trouble. Only the ignorant and fearless eldest lady Tong Wenyu could no longer bear it.