President, give me back my body!

Zhang Wei's behavior obviously knew that they would come, but who revealed the news?
Ruan Yu thought about everything that happened before in Hong Kong City, her eyes darkened, and she suddenly raised her head, "Could it be Cheng Rong?"

The incident happened suddenly, and they had just decided to come to Hong Kong City, and they didn't notify anyone.Before Ruan Yu left, she asked Cheng Rong about Uncle Cheng, so she should be able to guess.

There is only this answer.

Song Huaijin nodded and pondered, "It should be her."

"Aren't we being deceived by her?" Ruan Yu frowned, with worry in her voice, "Could it be that she deliberately lured us to Hong Kong City by what she said?"

As soon as the words were finished, several black-clothed men came around, one of them stopped them and said in a low voice, "Mr. Cheng would like to invite the two of you as guests."

Looking at Ruan Yu, Song Huaijin raised her eyebrows, "No, we're busy."

The two were about to leave, but saw the man in black stepping forward to stop them, with a slightly tough tone, "You two, Mr. Cheng would like to invite you to visit."

Ruan Yu's eyes were slightly cold, but there was a smile on his face, "I don't know what Mr. Cheng arranged."

"At Zhaiyun Villa." The man bowed his head and said, "Mr. Cheng specially arranged special dishes of the imperial capital."

"Oh? I haven't eaten imperial cuisine in Hong Kong City yet." Ruan Yu chuckled and looked up at Song Huaijin, "Huaijin, do you want to eat it once?"

Song Huaijin sighed inwardly, "Okay, let's go."

The two followed the man in black to Zhaiyun Mountain Villa. Second Uncle Cheng had been waiting for a long time in the private room. When he saw the two of them, he stood up with a smile and said, "I have long admired your name, Mr. Song, Mrs. Song."

"Mr. Cheng." Song Huaijin nodded, ignoring his outstretched right hand.

"Mr. Song is being polite, just call me Yuanshan." Cheng Yuanshan put down his hand with a smile, without any embarrassment on his face.

A few people sat down, and Ruan Yu secretly observed Cheng Yuanshan.

During the transaction, they were unable to take a good look at him due to the restriction of movement and the fact that they were at the door.

Looking at it now, Cheng Yuanshan is not that kind of tall person, on the contrary, he is not tall, thin, with pale skin, and looks gentle and harmless like jade.It's just that Ruan Yu knows that this man's heart has been rotted by interests.

Looking around the box, there is a statue of Buddha on the east wall, with cigarettes curling up around it, and his gaze falls on Cheng Yuanshan's wrist, which is a string of Buddhist beads.

Sensing Ruan Yu's eyes, Cheng Yuanshan smiled softly, and said softly: "This is a Buddhist bead invited from country T, which has the effect of nourishing the body."

Song Huaijin raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Cheng believes in Buddhism?"

"I don't believe it," Cheng Yuanshan took a sip of tea, frowned, coughed a few times, and sighed, "My body, I don't know when it will fail. Fortune tellers say that only when the heart is good, can the body be cleansed. But in my heart, Buddha is the best."

Hearing this, Ruan Yu slightly curled her lips, "Mr. Cheng was joking, the so-called descaling and body cleaning are just words of comfort."

"I understand." Cheng Yuanshan nodded, "But if a person wants to live, he has to rely on someone."

The two didn't answer, and the box fell into silence.

After a while, Cheng Yuanshan finally spoke, "You two must be very curious, why should I seek you?"

He poured a cup of tea, gently exhaled the heat from it, and continued: "I want to discuss cooperation with the two of you."

"That's unnecessary." Song Huaijin got up and said in a deep voice, "I don't think there is any cooperation between Mr. Song and Mr. Cheng."

Ruan Yu nodded, stood up and said, "The Ruan family has no idea of ​​developing business in Hong Kong City."

Cheng Yuanshan sat upright, his face was still warm, but there was some coldness in his eyes, "Aren't you two thinking about it?"

"No need." Song Huaijin looked cold, "Let me go."

He held Ruan Yu's hand, and the two left smoothly. Cheng Yuanshan looked up at their backs, his eyes flickering.

Behind the screen, a man in Tang suit came out and said in a low voice, "Mr. Cheng, what should we do?"

"Nothing." Cheng Yuanshan took a sip of tea, waved his hand and asked, "How about that?"

"The third experiment has been successful." The man bowed slightly, "It can be used on living people, do you want to try it?"

Cheng Yuanshan frowned slightly, "Can the scope be expanded?"

"No, the abbot of the temple in country T said that it can only be used on those who hate him."

"The use value of these three people is too low." Cheng Yuanshan sighed in a low voice, "It's a pity that Wakamiya Honda was not shot, otherwise I wouldn't have to test them at all."

"Then what should we do now?"

"Try that thing on Chu Yunshan first." Cheng Yuanshan stood up, his tone as if he was disposing of garbage that had not been used for a long time, "If it succeeds, send her to the imperial capital; if it fails, make her shut up forever!"

"Yes!" The man thought for a while, then asked, "Miss Cheng Rong, do you want to deal with it?"

Hearing this name, a trace of impatience flashed in Cheng Yuanshan's eyes, "Leave it alone, after all, she is my elder brother's biological daughter."

This trip to Hong Kong City was not in vain.

Cheng Rong's words, Zhang Wei's words, and Cheng Yuanshan's attitude all indicated that he was engaged in a huge conspiracy.

"He clearly knows that we are hostile to him, so why did he take the initiative to discuss cooperation?" Ruan Yu frowned and pondered, "Are you testing us?"

"It should be." Song Huaijin said in a deep voice, "Do you still remember what he told you about the fortune teller?"

"Remember." Ruan Yu nodded.

Song Huaijin continued: "Do you think he looks like a superstitious person?"

Cheng Rong said that Cheng Yuanshan is the representative of the radical faction of the Cheng family, pursuing modernization.Such a person cannot be superstitious no matter how he thinks about it.

"Then what does he mean by these words?"

"I don't know yet." Song Huaijin thought for a while, "You can go to country T to check."

Thinking of Country T, Ruan Yu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Could it be..."

"What's wrong?" Song Huaijin raised an eyebrow.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much." Ruan Yu pursed her lips, and said, "Huaijin, do you know about the amulets and little ghosts of T country?" She bit her lip, "I think Cheng Yuanshan would do such a thing , but if he is not superstitious, then I am thinking too much."

After hearing this, Song Huaijin suddenly raised her head, "No, there is a possibility."

He paced back and forth in the room, "Cheng Yuanshan is not superstitious, but it doesn't mean he won't use this method."

"In this case, we have to go to country T." Ruan Yu said, "Go to the famous abbot of country T and ask about the situation, maybe we can find clues."

Like a gust of wind, the two immediately bought tickets to country T.The next morning, they arrived at Chiyin Temple.

"This is a well-known temple in country T. I once saved the abbot here, and he owes me a condition." Song Huaijin explained, "He has been an abbot for more than 30 years, and he knows something about those things."

Ruan Yu was a little worried, "This kind of real temple is different from that kind."

The young monk who led the way could speak Chinese. He laughed and said, "It's different. We call it the temple dedicated to ghosts. The temple has always been despised by people, and it can never appear openly, so it has always been Appears in the form of Yangmiao, and will often target Yangmiao."