The CEO forbids his wife to engage in metaphysics

To be able to be blocked, the other party must at least have something to do with metaphysics.

Jiang Qingzhou has never encountered this kind of situation before. After all, she never went through the ghost gate before, she always went directly.

Jiang Qingzhou said: "She is in a special place, very remote. If we fly there and then catch a car, it will take at least two days."

Lin Pianpian smiled.

"What are you thinking about? We don't need to fly, we can just locate her near her."

Wouldn't it be enough to locate near Ms. Su and go directly to her home?

Why travel for two days by car?

The current situation does not allow her to run around for so long.

Jiang Qingzhou felt that he was stupid. This method was good!

She immediately located the town where Ms. Su was located.

This time, Lin Pianpian took Lu Ling and Jiang Qingzhou together and successfully entered the ghost gate.

Came to the town where Ms. Su lives.

This town...

It is a very remote town in the plateau area.

Said to be a small town, the entire town adds up to less than ten households.

Sparsely populated.

The people who live here are either natives or people who have taken refuge here.

Obviously, this Ms. Su is the latter.

Jiang Qingzhou had been here several times, so he accurately found the place where Ms. Su lived among a dozen households.

The place where Ms. Su lives is a small courtyard. From the moment she saw the courtyard, there were various bells and magical instruments hanging on it. All the way through the small courtyard, she arrived at Ms. Su's home.

Jiang Qingzhou went to knock on the door.

A middle-aged woman came out, wearing ethnic minority clothing. Her face showed the elegance of time, her hair was tied up with a hairpin, and her charm was still there.

It is not difficult to see that she was definitely a beauty when she was young.

"Ms. Jiang." Ms. Su quickly opened the door and said, "Please come in."

A group of three people entered the house.

The house has one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen. It is not big, only about 100 square meters, but the facilities and layout inside are very tasteful, antique, neat, clean and bright.

The person who lives here must be a sophisticated lifestyler.

Such people should not live in seclusion in this lonely place.

Jiang Qingzhou introduced Lin Pianpian to Ms. Su: "This is the very powerful person I told you. She may be able to help you find your husband."

Lin Pianpian introduced herself: "My name is Lin Pianpian. If you follow the Internet, you may have heard of me, Fairy Pianpian."

Ms. Su also reached out to Lin Pianpian, "My name is Su Qingxue, and I don't follow the Internet. But I hope you can help me find my husband."

It doesn’t matter if you don’t follow the Internet.

She didn't care who Lin Pianpian was, he just wanted to find her husband.

Lin Pianpian took out the handkerchief from her body.

"Is this handkerchief yours?"

The moment Su Qingxue saw the handkerchief, her pupils shrank suddenly, and then she took the handkerchief with trembling hands, and tears flowed down unprepared.

"I embroidered this and gave it to my husband. Where did you get it? Did my husband give it to you?"

Why is there a dragon embroidered on this veil? It's because his husband's name has a dragon in it.

Lin Pianpian said: "This was not given to me by your husband, but by someone else. Do you have a photo of your husband?"

"Have!"

Su Qingxue quickly went to the cabinet and took out a small box. The box was very delicate, with three layers inside and three layers outside. The contents inside were very precious at a glance.

She carefully took out a small book from inside, and then pulled out a photo from the book.

The photo is black and white, a bit old, and there is a man and a woman in the photo. The woman is Su Qingxue, and the man is her missing husband.

This is a wedding photo from the 1960s, and the traces of love can be seen on the faces of the man and woman in the photo.

Lin Pianpian could see her husband's covered face at a glance.

I can't see his life story.

But this man died.

Lin Pianpian said to Su Qingxue: "Can you let me see the book in your hand?"

Su Qingxue gave the book with the photo album to Lin Pianpian.

Lin Pianpian opened it, and there were some obscure words on it. They were different from the words circulating on the market, and they were not like this in other countries.

"Is this what your husband left for you?"

"Yes."

Lu Ling also took a look. He had memories from his previous life and this font was familiar to him.

In fact, he had no access to this font. Later, after Lin Pianpian died, the little princess traveled through the mountains and found a way to return to life. The method was written on a piece of parchment, and the words were exactly the same as the words he saw now.

However, he couldn't understand it.

This is a book, but this book only has about thirty pages.

The number of words on each page is about ten.

Lu Ling asked: "What kind of writing is this?"

Lin Pianpian twitched the corner of her mouth.

"The writings of the Fuxi clan thousands of years ago."

Fuxi!

That's the God Clan.

They have their own emblems and their own written language.

Only the descendants of Fuxi can understand such words.

Lin Pianpian is not, but Lin Pianpian understands.

She once had a friend who was from the Fuxi tribe and taught her how to recognize their tribe's characters.

Su Qingxue looked at Lin Pianpian tremblingly, her eyes moist.

"How is my husband...?"

Lin Pianpian looked around the room, and she sighed: "Actually, you should have a premonition, right?"

Why did Su Qingxue hide in this place with all the magic weapons in the room?

Su Qingxue's hopes for so many years were instantly gone.

How could she not feel anything?

However, she still had a glimmer of hope.

Now, that hope is shattered.

Lin Pianpian asked her: "I have discovered since I entered your courtyard that there are magic weapons inside and outside the house. Did your husband ask you to move to this remote place?"

Su Qingxue cried and nodded.

"My husband behaved very strangely a year before he disappeared. He arranged all the facilities here. He told me that if anything happens to him, don't look for him, but come here to hide. Until someone shows up. …”

When she said this, Su Qingxue's eyes fell on Lin Pianpian.

She had an intuition that the person her husband was talking about was Lin Pianpian.

"He said... someone would show up and tell me his whereabouts."

Su Qingxue choked and asked Lin Pianpian: "So, can you tell me how my husband died?"

In fact, she vaguely knew that the cause of her husband's death was unusual.

Maybe... killed!

Or being coerced.

Lin Pianpian curled her lips and pointed at Lu Ling beside her.

"His family was placed under a very vicious curse by a powerful metaphysics master. This curse was set by the metaphysics master based on his own cultivation and shock."

The mystery has been solved.

The person who put the curse on the Lu family was Su Qingxue's husband.