Dressed as a Stepson of a Wealthy Cannon Fodder[Transmigration Book]

Ling Zizhe was driving the car, watching the co-pilot Xia Man from time to time.

The latter frowned tightly, with a small face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"That..." Xia Man said hesitantly, "At the birthday party, Ling Jiayi gave me a bracelet."

Ling Zizhe tapped the steering wheel with his hand, his eyes became colder.

Xia Man took out a string of celadon-colored beaded bracelets. The originally deep and bright pearls were now extremely dim.

"These beads were originally blue-glazed spirit beads, and the ones that have been illuminated can keep you safe, but this string has been contaminated with filth and evil spirits, and has become evil things."

The original owner of the bracelet can manipulate the person controlled by the beads.

According to the original will, Xia Man would pick up the knife next to the birthday party and stab Ling Zizhe fiercely.

When Ling Zizhe died and Xia Man became an abandoned child, Ling Zhenhua and Su Chunyi would definitely not be able to get married.

In the end, who will inherit the vast property of the Ling family?

And what if Ling Zhenhua died too?

Xia Man told Ling Zizhe everything she knew, "Although Ling Jiayi gave it to me, she is not the manipulator."

Ling Zizhe remembered how Ling Qiushi lost his composure when Xia Man walked over, and pursed his lips.

It seems that some people have been dormant for so many years, but they still become greedy.

From the corner of his eye, Xia Man has been observing Ling Zizhe's expression, which is no different from before.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Although Su Chunyi is still in the Ling family, in the final analysis, she and he do not belong to the Ling family.

Soon Su Chunyi will suffer retribution, and she will also leave the Ling family. There are some things... there is no need to talk about it, right?

The vehicles outside the window flew by, the tall buildings approached and then went away, and he couldn't find a reason to stay in the huge city A.

Su Chunyi was a little unlucky today. She asked someone to go to the suburbs to pick up goods, but a child was killed by a car.

Fortunately, there was no surveillance around and no witnesses.

In order to avoid responsibility, she threw people into the river nearby.

She felt that God was helping her, because it rained just after the corpse was disposed of, and the scene of the car accident was washed clean.

When I returned home with peace of mind, I always dreamed of the scene of hitting someone to death.

Seeing herself getting more and more emaciated, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, if this continues, she will go crazy.

The birthday party ended early, and I didn't have time to meet Ling Qiushi, so I went directly to the nearest temple.

The temple is full of incense, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

The moment she stepped in, she felt warm all over, and a sense of drowsiness swept over her.

Su Chunyi straightened her temples, and with a long-lost smile, she knelt down and worshiped the Buddha with unprecedented piety.

——Buddha bless, I really didn't kill that child on purpose.

——It was him, he ran out suddenly by himself, I really didn't mean it.

——Buddha, please, I just...

"This benefactor." A cold male voice came from above his head.

Su Chunyi was startled, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards her.

This person looked like he was in his 20s, with a cold and noble appearance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which inexplicably added a bit of evil.

"You, who are you?" Su Chunyi asked vigilantly.

The young man stared quietly at Su Chunyi's back, as if he was looking at something else through her, which frightened her.

"People of Xuanmen, I saw that you were haunted by evil spirits, so I came here to dispel the confusion."

Evil spirit?Su Chunyi didn't believe it, but asked carefully, "Did you... really see a ghost?"

"Aged two or three years old, wearing a white blouse and black jeans, with a red string on his wrist, on the red string..."

Before the young man finished speaking, Su Chunyi interrupted him in horror, "Okay!"

She carefully looked at the entrance, and was relieved when she saw no one came in.

When facing the young man again, he couldn't help showing some respect, as if he had grasped the last straw.

"This master, I don't know if he can, can he take a step to speak?"

The young man nodded slightly, followed behind the cautious Su Chunyi, and smiled contemptuously.

This woman is really interesting, she is clearly eager to save her by herself, but she is also hostile towards me.

Ah.

When the figures of Su Chunyi and the young man faded away, the temple on the mountain, which was full of fireworks, was gradually shrouded in thick fog.

And the human voices that came and went disappeared out of thin air as if the pause button had been pressed.

The grand gate was quickly covered by dead grass and vines, and the three characters of "Mingzhao Temple" on the plaque were like thunderous words, gradually seeping out drops of blood.

Looking again, how can there be any Mingzhao Temple?Obviously it is Anle Temple.

When the night was getting dark, Ling Zhenhua answered Su Chunyi's call, saying that he met a little sister and would not be coming back for the time being.

Ling Zhenhua never restricted Su Chunyi's freedom, and after asking the address, he let her meet the little sister.

And Ling Zizhe also notified Sheng Xiaman.

The evidence is almost collected, it's time to showdown with Ling Zhenhua.

In the room, the small parts that were messed up on the floor before leaving were neatly placed in a large box, and the bed sheets were so neat that no wrinkles could be seen.

Every day, someone would tidy it up. Xia Man stood there for a while before recovering.

He took a deep breath, patted his face, "Okay, it's time to move."

Inside the small wooden box lay a puppet in human form. At this moment, the golden lines on it were vivid, as if the meridians had been painted on it, and it was vivid.

In Xia Man's eyes, the little wooden man was crazily absorbing spiritual energy, and even had a heartbeat.

"Stand-in puppet..." Starlight flowed in his eyes, and his hands trembled with excitement.

Taking it out solemnly, a drop of blood dripped on the puppet's chest.

"Putong—Putong—" the heartbeat became clearer, and a mysterious feeling drew him and the puppet together.

He and it seem to be one.

"I didn't expect it to be done the first time I made it!" The puppet stand-in is the master's secret technique, which can prevent people from all disasters and avoid heaven's secrets.

It was so powerful that even before his master died, he forced Xia Man to swear a poisonous oath—not to use double puppets in violation of ethics, not to refine double puppets for those who deserve their crimes, not to disclose the skills of making double puppets, and not to ask for double puppets unless it is absolutely necessary puppet.

Otherwise, he will never be reborn, and his soul will sink into hell and be destroyed by fire forever.

Every time the master mentioned the double puppet, the pride in his eyes couldn't be concealed, but it also carried a trace of heaviness.

Now, he is holding the puppet that has gradually warmed up, feeling the pull of the blood, and he is so excited that he can't help it.

It's a pity that a pitch-black liquid gradually climbed onto the puppet from his palm.

When the last trace of liquid was poured in, the puppet with aura of aura lost its heartbeat, and turned into ashes and burned to the ground.

The curse was lifted, and the puppet passed away like a flash in the pan.

Unspeakable sadness corroded his heart, his cheeks were hot and humid, and when he raised his hand, he didn't know when to cry.

It was like watching myself die with my own eyes.

During dinner, Ling Zhenhua didn't go downstairs and asked Uncle Wang to bring the food up.

Xia Man also didn't see Ling Zizhe, who seemed to have gone out.

By this time, they should have finished chatting, then... Uncle Ling should also know about Su Chunyi's affairs.

Now, he should really hate himself as Su Chunyi's son.

He suddenly realized that he shouldn't be here anymore.

The things in his hands are enough to break Su Chunyi clean.

And these days, I have been taken care of by the Ling family, so I can't trouble them anymore.

What's more, Uncle Ling, who just learned the truth, must feel uncomfortable. If he sees himself, he will feel even more uncomfortable, right?

He hastily ate two mouthfuls, went upstairs to pack his things, there was not much in all, a few clothes, some magical artifacts, put them in the suitcase, and there was still some spare.

Not wanting to be seen by the servants of the Ling family, Xia Man used some tricks to stand at the door and watch for a while.

The huge Ling's house is brightly lit and full of people.

Unfortunately, not his home.

Zhao Jun got a little angry today, a big blister formed at the corner of his mouth, and it hurt even when he opened his mouth.

He looked at the frowning faces of the people under his hands, and was so angry that he slapped folders one by one.

"What are you doing in a daze, do something!"

Someone patted the back of his head and hissed, "Captain, we've searched for so long, but we haven't found any clues."

"It's strange, you said that the child died, but the parents didn't look sad at all, could it be..."

The person next to him immediately interrupted him, "Okay. The autopsy also had a headache, and it took a long time to reach a conclusion."

The little boy's body has been in the police station since it was recovered.

The forensic doctor was almost bald, checking and checking, he seemed to have died of shock, or drowned, and the body had been violently impacted.

And when they searched up the river, many places were not covered by monitoring, and because of the wide area and many vehicles, the screening was not comprehensive.

The materials piled up on the table have already dazzled them.

The invited people from the special department went to the scene, saw the little boy's body, and confirmed that there was a mystery behind it, but the case must not be handed over to the special department.

One of them squeezed between his brows and forced his eyes up, "Captain, Su Chunyi has indeed been to the suburbs, not far from the river, and the time is right, but...we don't have conclusive evidence .”

"There are more than 40 suspicious persons after screening. Did they all go to the suburbs that day?"

"Don't mention it, I've asked more than a dozen people today, but I haven't gotten any useful information."

"If you want to... go to Su Chunyi directly, it's not an option for us to waste time doing this."

Zhao Jun also wants to find Su Chunyi, but now that this woman lives in the Ling family, all the lawyers who come forward must be lawyers, who will get it......

Moreover, when the time came to ask why Su Chunyi was targeted, could it be said that Xia Man saw this brat behind her?

Is it a joke?

While thinking about it, a female police officer came in, "Captain Zhao, someone is looking for you."

Zhao Jun nodded, and did not forget to order before leaving, "Look carefully, the trace inspection department will be back soon, and we will hold a meeting then."

At the gate of the police station, Zhao Jun was stunned for a while, pointing at Xia Man's box, "Brother Xia, you... want to stay with us?"

Xia Man: "......No."

"Ah, then why do you..."

"I, I passed by, and I got some clues by the way."

When he came to the police station again, Xia Man tensed up and sat among a group of police officers.

Why do I feel like I have been interrogated in court?

The author has something to say: I clearly planned to send it on time at 18 o'clock, whoever asked me to send it at 0 o'clock, crying

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