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Chapter 663 - Chapter 663 Chapter 49 The Black Hand

Chapter 663: Chapter 49 The Black Hand Chapter 663: Chapter 49 The Black Hand Li Yan stood in front of Xue Wenhai’s corpse and made a phone call.

On the elevated highway opposite the funeral home.

“Is it done?”

Cha Xiaodao, sitting in a Zhongxing Baode company sedan, propped his arm on the steering wheel, looking toward the direction of the funeral home. He asked Li Yan on the phone.

“I need your help, drive over here.”

“Okay.”

Cha Xiaodao had already taken a boat back to Hong Kong from Kaohsiung in the evening, but Li Yan did not let Cha Xiaodao join him in dealing with Xue Wenhai. Instead, he had him provide support from the sidelines.

After hanging up the phone, Li Yan walked over to Qian Wu:

“Mr. Wu, let me handle the rest. It would be hard for you to explain if the police found Xue Wenhai dead here under mysterious circumstances.”

Qian Wu lifted his head, his eyes slightly red: “Jiang Sihai had secrets on him. The auspicious and fierce spirits he handled must have exceeded a thousand, and now their whereabouts are unknown. If Ye Shiru dies, you will have no leads to follow. Besides, she was only bewitched by Jiang Sihai; her crime is not punishable by death.”

“I’ve already asked a colleague to drive over here; they’ll arrive soon. I’ll figure out a way to save her. As for whether she deserves to die, I won’t comment.”

After speaking, Li Yan used his fingernail to cut the palm of his hand.

Crimson blood poured out from the slender wound, dripping down Li Yan’s hand, then sticking to the wound on Ye Shiru’s neck.

Once the Surgery Element entered Ye Shiru’s wound, it triggered a strange reaction. A dense fibrin formed over the ruptured blood vessels and the surface of the wound, resembling a black and red clotted scab, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

“Surgery Element” had to be combined with nearly inhuman self-healing abilities like those of Destiny Yak to work miracles like flesh regrowth over bone. However, Xue Wenhai was too ruthless, showing not the slightest mercy. Ye Shiru’s major artery was almost completely pierced through. That the Surgery Element could temporarily stop the bleeding and allow Ye Shiru to hang on for a dozen hours or more was already very impressive.

As for Soul-forgivingWater, it had almost no healing effect on external injuries.

“Where are you going to take her?”

Qian Wu asked.

He himself possessed the auspicious spirit of a medical sage, but frankly speaking, the effects of the Four Pillars Divine Fiend in this area were far less than that of the Surgery Element; it couldn’t produce clear miracles that defied physical common sense.

“I have a friend with a private hospital nearby; I think he can save her.”

Qian Wu pondered for a moment before nodding his head.

About two or three minutes later, with a short honk at the entrance of the funeral home, Li Yan knew Cha Xiaodao’s car had arrived.

Li Yan first moved the corpses of Jin Boqing and Xue Wenhai into the back of the car, then stuffed the unconscious Ye Shiru into the passenger seat. Only after closing the car door did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Cha Xiaodao, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, half-joked, half-seriously said, “You called me for support, and it turns out I’m just moving bodies?”

Li Yan ignored Cha Xiaodao’s teasing and instead spoke with a grim expression: “Take her to Yu Shiqie’s place. I remember it’s called Tianrun Group. Be extremely careful on the way. If anything goes wrong, you can abandon the person but save your own life.”

Cha Xiaodao, hearing this, sobered up and removed the half-smoked cigarette from his mouth: “What’s the big issue?”

“Just being extra cautious, think of it as me rambling.”

After speaking, Li Yan stood upright: “Let’s go. I’ll catch up with you soon.”

After saying that, Li Yan turned and returned to the funeral home.

Cha Xiaodao glanced at Ye Shiru, pale and slumped in the passenger seat, silently put the cigarette back in his mouth, and then stepped on the accelerator.

The sky was overcast with dense clouds, ready to pour rain at any moment.

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The sound of boiling water poured into the porcelain basin, filling the room with large billows of white steam.

Qian Wu soaked a towel, wrung it out a couple of times, and placed it neatly over his face.

“Hu~ Cough cough~ Cough cough cough~”

Qian Wu suddenly began to cough violently, a vivid red blooming slowly on the towel. He removed the towel, hunched over with severe coughing, blood spatters trailing over the edge of the basin. It took him quite a while to stop coughing, and when he lifted his head, Li Yan had somehow already arrived at the doorway.

Qian Wu wiped his mouth and asked casually, “What’s up?”

Li Yan didn’t speak, just walked in, silently inspecting the spartan duty room.

A military cot, a chipped desk with a pencil holder and flashlight on top. The corner was piled with bedding and various daily necessities. There was a chair by the door, with Wenle, who had fainted from his daytime epileptic attack when he tried to assault Qian Wu and had been knocked out by Qian Wu, still tied to it and yet to awaken.

The room had no heating, which left much to the imagination about how it would be during winter.

“Mr. Wu, I heard that you’ve stayed here for over ten years, always spending the winters here?”

Li Yan asked.

“Previously, Dongsheng bought an apartment for me in Wong Taisin. He was actually quite filial. But I didn’t move in, not until after he was in a car accident. That’s when I finally used the key from the drawer.”

As Qian Wu spoke, he walked to the table, opened a drawer, took out a bottle of what appeared to be blood pressure medication, and swallowed it with water.

“Xue Wenhai managed to create such a huge business with Hanlin Cold Chain. In just a couple of years, your godson Pei Dongsheng could easily buy you an apartment in Wong Taisin. With Mr. Wu’s skills, there’s no reason for you to be holed up here, right?”

Qian Wu looked up at Li Yan and said, “A thousand acres of good land just for three meals a day, ten thousand houses to sleep on only a three-foot couch, I practice Feng Shui to save people in danger, not to make money.”

“Nowadays, people are restless, and there are too few people like you, Mr. Wu.”

Qian Wu just smiled dismissively, “Decades ago people said the same thing, and decades from now they’ll say it again. I’ve lived for many decades, and actually, the times are getting better.”

Li Yan switched topics, “But I heard what Xue Wenhai said before he died, weren’t you destined to be born as a Taiji Noble?”

Qian Wu slightly opened his eyelids, “What exactly are you trying to say?”

“I’m just curious, nothing else.”

Qian Wu stared at Li Yan, “The innocent have nothing to hide. I have no reason to explain myself to a green kid like you! Besides not teaching Dongsheng well, I, Qian Wuyuan, haven’t done anything that goes against my conscience! Do as you please, I need to rest.”

“Mr. Wu, don’t be so fiery, it’s my fault,” Li Yan took two steps forward, “Seeing as we’ve come this far, of course, I believe you.”

As he said “it’s my fault,” Li Yan was still walking. By the time he got to the words “I believe you,” a black vortex of water suddenly appeared behind him, and the bronze-colored R’lyeh Water Tiger burst out eagerly. At the same time, Li Yan’s eyes suddenly became blank, and the Tiger Head Great Spear transformed into thousands of points of light.

The R’lyeh Storm!

The Seven Great Maneuvers of Spear and Sword!

In virtually an instant, Li Yan unleashed all of his killing moves, and the cramped room couldn’t withstand it. The walls cracked and black, spider web-like fissures, as thick as fingers, formed!

Qian Wu’s eyes widened. To him, Li Yan no longer seemed alive. The thick, stifling aura of death almost suffocated him, no less formidable than the infamous arrangements and fiends known in the Feng Shui Realm! As if seized by something, he was completely immobilized,

However, the bronze storm and the spear weren’t aimed at him, but at Wenle, who slumped in his chair!

At the critical moment, Wenle, who had been previously unconscious, opened his eyes, and his icy gaze met the bloodthirsty R’lyeh Water Tiger,

Thud!

The R’lyeh Water Tiger bit onto Wenle’s face, but it splashed a clump of muddy yellow wolf’s bane flowers, followed by Wenle himself transforming into a murky yellow wave, engulfed by the R’lyeh Storm.

Qian Wu was thrown by the blast, and Li Yan couldn’t pay him any attention. The moment he saw the muddy wave, he tensed up to the utmost.

He had encountered him before in a ghost story in Yanjing.

Sifan’s Eight Sufferings, Feng Yi.

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“Dongsheng, who harmed you?”

“The cold storage unit on Pugang Road underground.”

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“The boss says we need to leave immediately.”

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“I’ve calculated two lines of eulogy. The identity of the murderer is within those lines, promises of fate in ‘Nine Songs’, without destiny, return to ‘Songs of Chu’.”

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“You’ve killed so many police officers; you won’t be able to leave this hospital for the rest of your life. I’m only asking you once, where did you put the Ten Evils Grand Defeat?”

“The boss doesn’t trust me; whatever I say is useless. Either die now or become a target practice.”

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“There are a total of one hundred ninety-three types of Four Pillars Divine Fiend, and Xue Wenhai has collected them all?”

“He’s still missing the Gu Luan Fiend of Huamao Yang Baojin, Jardine Matheson Liu Jia Shan’s Fortune Star, and He Wenli from Macau’s Moon Virtue…”

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“Life’s journey is like a long dream, with gales and frosts on the way, facing wind and frost head-on dries you out.”