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At the same time, I used the heel kick to do a "back kick". Looking at his upper body, I knew he must have moved his legs. Putting his knee up to block the kick, I kicked him toward the knee socket that held his leg up. He slammed his right foot against the wall and pushed back.

It was too late for me to see him in the dark, and we bumped into each other.

They both flew back a few meters, and in the air I made a cross with both hands and locked his throat. As we hit the floor, we hit the altar in the middle of the living room, knocking over the censers.

The scented ash filled my mouth and nose, and I guessed that he was about the same. Neither of us could breathe, so I grabbed him by the neck first. Manager Qian also rushed out from his hiding place, pressing his entire body against Nest Liangdong's legs, preventing him from using any strength from his waist.

My arms tightened and he stopped moving. I quickly spat out the scented dust in my mouth and told Manager Qian to turn on the lights and get the rope!

After tying up the nest, I woke him up. While I was calling Monica to stop the car and get in, I was trying to figure out how to get the kid to tell me the truth.

Monica quickly ran up. She panted as she stared at the awakened Nest Liangdong. With a high-pitched voice, she asked, "Those people were all killed by you?"

"That's right, it's me!" To everyone's surprise, Mo Liangdong didn't even deny it and admitted it.

"Why?" Monica seemed to want to pounce on me and bite me, so I immediately signaled Manager Qian to stop her.

"You were the one who hurt that thing twice, weren't you?" he asked, turning to me. I shook my head and used my hand to make a circle between me, Manager Qian and Monica. "The power of the masses," I said.

"I've yet to ask what kind of buddha is master's home for?" Chai Liangdong suddenly said something that Manager Qian and Monica could not understand. However, I had heard some things about this from the Elder Bai before, so I knew that he was using the "jargon" that used to be used by the martial artists to interrogate me.

Unfortunately, I don't remember any of those complicated answers, so I could only scratch my head in embarrassment and reply, "I learned a bit of fur from an expert surnamed Bai. Hmm, yeah, fur."

"Hehe, so you're an expert from the Bai Ze Clan. Then I'm still not too wrong." he said, a little self-deprecatingly.

I was about to ask further questions when he coughed violently. He even coughed out a large mouthful of blood. Manager Qian and Monica looked at me inquiringly, as if to ask if I had done it.

I thought back to the brief struggle and didn't have a chance to make him cough up blood. The knife that hit my back wasn't very heavy, and the wound that split my hand from the recoil told me that this guy was also a strong man. Thus, I definitely shook my head, indicating that it wasn't caused by me.

"Stop guessing..." He coughed violently again. I was afraid he might cough to death, so I found a bottle of water in his fridge and fed it to him. He stopped coughing after drinking the water, but it was clear that he was trying to hold it in.

"If you are the master of the Bai Ze family, then you should know what is going on, right?" He jerked his chin at the room with the copper stove.

"I know. I want to give him two punches to vent my anger."

"Then do you know the final outcome of the person who cast this spell?"

"I don't know," I answered honestly.

"Hehe, looks like you haven't received the true inheritance. The person who cast this technique will die from his internal organs melting." he said flatly, as if he weren't the one who was going to die.

The three of us were shocked, this death was a little too tragic.

"Do you think you can knock me out that easily?" He looked at me with a touch of mockery.

"Then you still dare to use this evil technique?" After all, a woman is a woman. I can't believe I heard a trace of sympathy in Monica's tone.

"Heh, I don't have much time left to live, so I might as well tell you all. Anyway, those two main characters are already dead. Today, I've already transferred the money to my wife and children, so there's nothing left for me to worry about." Then he told us the whole story.

As I suspected, he was a descendant of the ancient Nestle. But what I don't know is that their line of descendants has a very strict "totem worship" and their totem is nothing else but the house they live in.

They believed that houses were something invented by their ancestors to benefit future generations, and believed more strongly in the existence of gods in every house, protecting themselves and their families. And this Nestle East was the eldest son of his generation. In addition to his own house, he also had to worship the sacred object of the clan — the Nest Emperor Pagoda, the black pagoda that was placed in the living room.

Originally, they had great respect for the house, regularly cleaning it, renovating it, and painting it. However, he never expected that when he went to purchase goods from other places, his entire family would be forcefully taken apart. The sacred object passed down by the ancestors was also buried in the ruins. It was thanks to the fact that the sacred object was extremely hard and not inferior to iron or stone that it was not damaged. After returning, he found the sacred object. And according to the teachings of his ancestors, he took revenge at the beginning.

According to the ancestor's teachings, if he offended the Emperor Nest Tower, he would exterminate the entire family. Hence, he risked his own miserable death to exterminate the Liu brothers and his family. He first knocked Liu Chen out, then came back to rely on his technique to turn Liu Chen's soul into a life threatening ghost, and sent it out to kill Liu Chen's parents and Liu Chen's third uncle's family several times. He also almost killed me, Manager Qian, and Monica.

He coughed again, and this time the blood ran from the corner of his mouth all the way down to his chest. It was so red it looked frightening, and there seemed to be bits of meat on it, until I realized it was incomplete. Those who had seen quite a few corpses were disgusted, not to mention Manager Qian and Monica. One of them grinded his teeth while trying hard to hold in his vomit, while the other one just went to the bathroom and vomited non-stop.

He took a few breaths and then continued, "According to what we used to say, only men can pass on their blood. So there's no need for this woman to die. I've already completed my mission, so I can go meet with my ancestors. This brother, can you help me one last time? " He looked at me imploringly as he spoke.

All of a sudden, my hatred for him disappeared. He was only a grass root that had been oppressed by others. Even though he had taken revenge in the end, he had also died miserably. Many around us are oppressed, and he is only one of the few who knows how to resist and is able to resist. What he was defending was the little dignity left in his bloodline. Thinking of this, I replied, "Tell me about it."

"My brother from my hometown will come back in a few days and invite us to leave this tower. I don't think we'll be able to afford it by then. When that time comes, please help me pass it over."

"Alright, I promise you!" I nodded my head to reassure him.

"I believe that the heir of the Bai Ze clan will not lie to me." He let out a long breath.

After that, Nest Liangdong told us what to do with Liu Chen's soul. It turned out that the strange flame in the copper furnace would only extinguish when it saw the light of the sun and the moon.

Manager Qian entered the house and removed the curtains to let the moonlight in. Sure enough, the blue fire that had seen the water just now was lit up by the moonlight as if it had seen gasoline. It gradually dimmed and then extinguished.

Then he told us to take a few more talismans out of his cabinet and carefully seal up the cracks in the copper stove. After placing it like this for a few days, find an hour that he could suppress Liu Chen. He then opened the copper cauldron and took out the ashes inside. Mix the soil with cinnabar and bury it. This way, the cinnabar's effectiveness in the soil will gradually disappear, and the evil spirit's resentment will also gradually fade, so it won't come out again to hurt others.

Watching us do this, he asked us to untie him. He wanted to box up the Nestle Emperor himself. I asked Manager Qian and Monica for their opinion, and seeing that he was coughing so much that he only had half his life left, I let him go. Also, I was worried that if I had to pack this Nest Royal Pagoda that caused so many murders for him, he would try some kind of family annihilation technique on me even if he were to risk his life.

After packing the Nest King Tower in an ancient black wooden box, he solemnly handed it to me along with his brother's number, as if it were something more important than his life.

With a solemn expression, I respectfully received the heavy wooden chest. On the other hand, Manager Qian carried the copper furnace in the box, it seemed to be quite heavy, causing him to grimace.

"I'm not going to send you guys off. I'll clean up this place while I still have the strength. And, I'll wipe off all of your footprints as well." That was the last thing he said to us, as soon as we left.

None of us spoke on the way back, each of us thinking our own thoughts. The streets outside the car windows were already bustling with activity, there were women who went to bars to get drunk, and men who went looking for sex. There were also luxurious cars with pairs of men and women speeding to their respective destinations. Pink lights lit up in many of the entertainment areas on the roadside that only opened in the evening. The world suddenly felt strange to me.

After taking care of things in Hangzhou, the three of us went back to Shanghai company. Maybe the principal was grateful to me and Manager Qian for saving our lives last time. I didn't say much, just that my annual leave with pay had been withdrawn, and I would have to deduct the money by the day.

The days had returned to normal, except for the time when we were drinking. Manager Qian and I had talked about this narrow escape to Hangzhou. Although Liu Chen's ashes were finally safely buried and the Nest Royal Pagoda was safely taken away, we could only sigh when we thought about it.

About a month later, Monica invited me to have a meal with Manager Qian. She drank a lot of red wine at the table and gave us a piece of news.

When the Hangzhou police investigated the case of her second uncle and third uncle, they found out that these two uncles had huge amounts of money in their bank and also found a lot of ironclad evidence of embezzlement. Confiscating all of the assets under the Liu brothers' name, "The last house you lived in in in Hangzhou was also confiscated, and my mom went back to her hometown in the suburbs. And my car was also given to me by my second uncle, so it could be counted as stolen goods. I always said to my mother that you had to rely on yourself, and now you have to rely on yourself. " After saying that, Monica drained her glass of red wine, revealing a look that only mature women who had experienced the trials and tribulations of heaven and earth would have. She gave a faint, bitter smile that seemed as if she could see through everything.

I wanted to say something comforting, but I didn't know what to say. Manager Qian even said something that I didn't understand.

"What?" I wondered if there was something wrong with my ears. All the money had been confiscated. You're cheering right here. Aren't you asking for a beating? But the next words made me understand what he meant.

"Now I can chase after you in broad daylight!" Manager Qian said to Monica, full of joy and impulse. Is this considered a confession? A promise? I don't quite understand. However, he could feel the electromagnetic pulse between them increasing step by step to avoid being electrocuted.

I left first using the excuse that I wanted to buy cigarettes. I didn't know how long they would be eating this meal behind me … In the blink of an eye, three months had passed and winter had arrived. The winter in Shanghai was especially cold, but the warm news was that Manager Qian and Monica had officially established a relationship.

Only this time I was completely alone, except for talking to my colleagues at work. Returning here was basically just to read some books to learn English or to exercise. On weekends, he would occasionally drink with the Manager Qian to boast.

I had just finished lunch and was sitting in my office looking at the progress of the Donation Door. In order to contribute my own strength, I also replied a lot of posts, want to find the truth with the vast number of netizens. However, he also knew that it was basically impossible. He had never heard of a wolf that could spit out meat. The phone on the desk rang, and I picked it up.

"What's wrong, beautiful woman? Did the computer get infected again? Or is the Korean drama that I copied to you a few days ago not enough for you to watch? " Because Lucy was at the front desk, she didn't have a lot of work, and if the principal wasn't there, she would secretly watch movies.

"Someone at the front desk is looking for you. I told her to go to the tea room by the door and wait for you …" Then she suddenly lowered her voice and said, "She's a beauty. I didn't know you were so lucky …"

Someone was looking for me, a woman, a beautiful woman. As I walked to the front desk, I tried to think who it might be, but I couldn't figure it out. When I saw him, I knew why I couldn't remember.

Because I didn't even know her.

Her appearance was worthy of Lucy's word "beautiful". He was short but slim, and looked sunny and healthy.

He looked to be in his early twenties, his long hair was dyed dark red, and his facial features were quite delicate. She had a refined temperament and looked like a gentle woman.