"I know how she died, what should I do next? Have you found someone to subdue demons and eliminate demons to deal with her?" Wang Qing asked.

"I'll tell you this. Once you find the reason, you have to follow the clues and find a solution. Don't think that she is a ghost, you have to lose her soul. After all, she was a human being during her lifetime and might not have done anything to harm the sky, so there is no need to do anything to harm the world. Do you know? No one who subdues demons and eliminates demons will destroy him, which is not good for you. The best solution is to let her enter the underworld willingly. As for how to deal with it, it's the matter of the judge, and it has nothing to do with us."

Wang Qing blinked his ignorant little eyes and said, "I seem to understand what you said, but I don't understand it very much."

Wang Jingzhe rolled his eyes and said, "I know why she died, and then help her solve the lost wish or the things she is thinking about. There must be a reason why she is not dissipated. Didn't you search for her and send a small advertisement? Start from here, then find someone who knows her, and continue to explore. I'll go out for some food, and you can continue to study... I might come back later, and you can use this day to digest what I told you."

Wang Jingzhe left with a word and left. Wang Qing suddenly became energetic. He knew that there was a way to prevent this female ghost from pestering him in the future. He was like a chicken blood injection and he was instantly in a state.

Wang Qing lay on the bed, looked through the posts he had found before, found several people who posted the message, and then tried to leave a message to the other party, waiting for someone to reply to him.

On the other end, Wang Jingzhe came out of the hotel and bought a pancake. He went to the restaurant where the two of them had eaten last night, took back the bag he left there. After getting the things, he went to the bus stop and took a bus to the direction of the city.

He will be able to solve Wang Qing's trouble later, so he has to handle what he wants to throw himself into the capital in advance. In addition to waiting for Ding Wu to be released from prison, his biggest purpose in coming to the capital was to collect the account.

This account was left by Wang Jingzhe's grandfather more than 40 years ago. At that time, Mr. Wang left a kitchen knife for a person, and then once divined it for this person. At that time, the other party asked to give money, but the old man did not ask for it. He only told the other party that someone would come to him to collect the account for it forty-two years later. If you are gone, let your descendants settle the account and the knife must be returned.

The sword-credit man has always made the most important promises, just like the King of Hell who wants you to die in the third update and will not leave you until the fifth update. The sword-credit man said that he would come to collect when he would come to collect when he would come to collect. If the prophecy he told you was fulfilled, you have to hand over your promise on time, and a word of money cannot change.

Then someone may ask, what if the prophecy left by the knife-maker has not been fulfilled?

What I can tell you is that a legitimate knife-maker has left behind a prophecy that has not been fulfilled. Some people may ask, what if the other party refuses to admit it when collecting the accounts, because some may be too long and the parties are not alive, and his children or descendants do not recognize it at all?

That's not interesting. The rule of the knife credit man is that you can admit your account and say everything. If you don't admit it, you will have to pay back the things you get.

Iron mouth determines life and death, God determines the universe, and predicts the affairs of the dead. I would like to ask the sword-credit man. There is actually a passage that is not very circulated in the world after this sentence. That is, if the affairs of the dead come true and if they turn against each other, the sword-credit man will tell you to know what it means to go back to before liberation overnight.

Near noon, Wang Jingzhe fell on the bus three times and finally arrived in Dongcheng District. After getting off the bus, he followed the street sign and found a place called Maoer Hutong.

This Maoer Hutong is a very famous place in Beijing. In addition to some families, there are three courtyards in the alley. People now know that the courtyards in Beijing are equivalent to synonyms of wealth. The price of over 100 million is shocking when they hear it. And they are still priceless. Basically, you rarely hear people selling courtyards. Even if they sell, the price is outrageous. So if you know who has a courtyard, then it is OK, the identity of this person must be either rich or noble.

After Wang Jingzhe entered Maoer Hutong, he walked in and arrived at the innermost part of the alley and stopped in front of two vermilion gates. There were two stone lions in the house lying on both sides. There were a very old-fashioned plaque hanging on the porch with two big characters on it.

"Feng's House"

Wang Jingzhe looked at the plaque above, then reached out and pulled the door knocker and knocked it a few times. Not long after, someone came over inside. An old man in his sixties opened the door and saw a young man in a long robe standing at the door. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Wang Jingzhe smiled and asked politely: "Is this surname Feng? I'm looking for Feng Yulin."

The old man inside the door frowned and asked in surprise: "Are you looking for Feng Yulin?"

"Yes, look for him"

"Then you may be disappointed, it's a bit difficult to find him."

Wang Jingzhe asked, "What's wrong?"

"Three years ago, my cousin passed away. How did you ask me for it?"

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Wang Jingzhe frowned, sighed in his heart, and then continued, "Feng Yulin is gone, so I can find his children."

The old man looked at him a few times and asked in confusion: "What the hell are you doing?"

"Many years ago, Feng Yulin owed my grandfather a debt, and I came to collect the debt. When he was gone, I would ask his children to collect it," Wang Jingzhe explained slowly.

The old man was stunned in surprise. After a while, he shook his head and said, "It's impossible, why should our Feng family owe money? Don't mess around here."

"It's not money..." Wang Jingzhe said with his eyes narrowed: "It was Feng Yulin who agreed to a promise from my grandfather. You may not know it, so he told Feng Yulin's children and told him that a man named Wang came to him to take back a kitchen knife from 42 years ago, and he would know."

The old man said in surprise and said, "Okay, I'll say it."

"Okay, it's still the day after tomorrow. I'll come over again." Wang Jingzhe smiled, turned around and walked out of the alley.

After Wang Jingzhe left, the old man returned to the courtyard. After going to the living room, he picked up the phone and found a number and dialed it out. The Feng family in the courtyard no longer lived here. The old man's surname is Feng, a distant relative of the Feng family, came to help see the house.

After the phone was called, the old man said to the other party: "Tianliang, a strange young man came to Siheyuan today. He said he was here to collect the accounts..."
Chapter completed!