Skilled in managing a house

"You underestimate him too much. Qin Xiyun has been running the black market for so many years and is well-informed. How could he not recognize this object? I won't let you use the Jiuxuan Mirror to view this object. Actually, I don't want you to know its spell." Sun Zhaoyi Said calmly.

After saying this, she handed the token back to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu accepted the token, nodded, and said, "Uncle Grand Master, I understand."

The token is indeed not a simple object, because there is only a touch of Yin Qi on it, and there is no spiritual energy or anything like that. This is obviously not in line with common sense. But Zhang Yu had seen how powerful this thing was, and he expected it to be like the Bafangtian Astrolabe. The more powerful the magic weapon, the less obvious it is.

Sun Zhaoyi then said: "Sect Master, is there anything else?"

"It seems... By the way, I brought back the body of the wheelchair man... and I also brought back his wheelchair... It seems very strange..." Zhang Yu said.

"There is a formation hidden in the wheelchair, which is indeed a bit strange. It is expected that this thing is not only made by skilled craftsmen, but also needs the blessing of a master of Qimen Dunjia. I think you should do some research on your own first, and then discuss it with Qin Xiyun I think I can learn a lot from it." Sun Zhaoyi said calmly again.

"Okay." Zhang Yu nodded and said.

Zhang Yu was not in a hurry to see what secrets there were in the wheelchair.

There was nothing else to do at the moment, Zhang Yu said goodbye to Sun Zhaoyi and walked out of the room.

It was still late at night, and the stars were shining in the courtyard. Looking at the body of the wheelchair-bound person under the camphor tree, it seemed endlessly desolate.

Zhang Yu slowly walked over and came to the corpse, feeling the same indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Ring ring ring..."

At this moment, Zhang Yu's cell phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Yu had kept his phone on silent mode because of something else, that is, in the van, before switching it back to normal mode.

Hearing the sound of the mobile phone at this moment, Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment. Who would call him in the middle of the night?

He took out his mobile phone. Because it was a new mobile phone, the phone number was not even listed, so he didn't know whose phone it was.

Zhang Yu directly put it to his ear to answer and said: "Hello, hello."

"Little bastard, are you too busy right now to answer my call?" A middle-aged woman's voice rang on the phone.

As soon as he heard this voice, Zhang Yu knew it was Wen Qiong's voice. Zhang Yu immediately said: "Auntie, it's you..."

"Who else could it be if it wasn't me?" Wen Qiong said deliberately sullenly.

"No, no... my previous mobile phone was broken, so I returned it, and all the phone numbers stored in it were gone. I didn't have time to get it out..." Zhang Yu explained quickly.

"What did I say... By the way, is it convenient to talk now..." Wen Qiong said.

"Convenient, convenient..." Zhang Yu said.

"I suddenly had a strange dream tonight. After I woke up, I couldn't sleep. I was so upset that I didn't know who to tell..." At this time, Wen Qiong said a little sadly.

"Strange dream... What did Auntie dream about? Let me help Auntie interpret it..." Zhang Yu said quickly.

"I dreamed about coming to Yingming." Wen Qiong said sadly again.

"Come Yingming..." Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Wen Qiong had told him this name before, and this person was actually the name of the wheelchair user. Zhang Yu then asked with some curiosity: "What does a dream look like?"

"He is still as handsome as before. He stood in front of me, as if he wanted to say something to me. However, he opened his mouth, but I still couldn't hear what he was saying. After waking up, I I can't sleep anymore..." Wen Qiong said sadly again.

After hearing this, Zhang Yu instantly realized that this might be the last concern in the wheelchair man's life, and he wanted to see Wen Qiong.

Zhang Yu took a deep breath and said, "Auntie, there is something I want to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Wen Qiong asked in confusion.

"That means Lai Yingming died... during the day..." Zhang Yu said.

"He...he is dead..." Wen Qiong's voice was trembling a little, and she continued: "How did he die..."

"He...he committed suicide..." Zhang Yu said a little helplessly.

Zhang Yu was really inconvenient to elaborate on the specific events of coming to Yingming.

"Suicide...why did he commit suicide...did you see it with your own eyes..." Wen Qiong said sadly.

"Yes... he committed suicide right in front of me... As for why... this..." Zhang Yu said helplessly again.

He really couldn't say why the wheelchair-bound person would choose to commit suicide.

"Then you...have you mentioned me to him..." Wen Qiong added.

"I mentioned it, but I didn't say the name, but he knew I was talking about you... I said I wanted to take him back to see you... but he didn't agree..." Zhang Yu said truthfully: "Now, his body is At Wudang Taoist Temple, I originally wanted to inform Auntie, but it was too late, so I didn’t call immediately... I thought about it and waited until dawn before calling... Auntie, do you want to come and see him..."

"I..." Wen Qiong obviously hesitated, and said after a moment: "No... let's bury him properly... After the burial, just tell me..."

After hearing this, Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, but he was able to quickly guess Wen Qiong's thoughts. It's not that Wen Qiong doesn't want to see Lai Yingming, it's more likely that he doesn't dare.

"Okay, I will choose a place for him to be buried at Qingshan Youxing Cemetery in Masi Town. After the burial is completed, I will notify aunt." Zhang Yu said.

"Thank you." Wen Qiong said gratefully.

"Auntie, why should you be polite to me? This is what I should do." Zhang Yu said.

"Okay...I suddenly got tired and didn't want to talk anymore, so I hung up..." Wen Qiong said a little weakly.

Zhang Yu understood Wen Qiong's mood at the moment and really needed some time to calm down. Zhang Yu said: "Auntie, you have a good rest. I will call you when the matter is finished."

Just like that, Zhang Yu hung up the phone.

He held the phone and stood there for half a minute, then slowly walked to the camphor tree.

When he arrived under the tree, Zhang Yu looked at Xiang Yingming's body and felt a burst of emotion in his heart. He pushed the wheelchair, walked towards the door, exited the courtyard, climbed over the wall into the courtyard, inserted the courtyard door, and climbed out again.

At this moment, he wanted to go to the abbot's courtyard to see Xia Yuechan and his daughter, but he was still pushing Yingming's body, so he couldn't go there with the body. After thinking for a while, Zhang Yu walked towards Wang Jie's courtyard. Zhang Yu knew that Wang Jie was not at the Taoist temple tonight, so he might as well go there to rest for a while.

When we arrived at the Guanzhu courtyard, the doors were all ajar. It can be seen that Wang Jie didn't lock the door when he left. This is true, the security inside the Taoist temple is quite good, and it is impossible to say that someone came to steal things. Furthermore, how could a person like Wang Jie put valuable things here.

Entering the courtyard, there were stools and other things in the courtyard. Zhang Yu sat down on a stool nearby, then took out his mobile phone and studied it to import the mobile phone number.