The Li family, the dignified Li family.

Someone died, but they couldn't even find out who died. If word spread, wouldn't it be a loss of life for someone?

After Li Xiong said this, Goatee immediately asked: "Boss Li, why didn't you tell us about such a big thing earlier?"

The fat man still kept his smile and said softly: "Lao Qiu, don't be so angry. If you hadn't told the last incident, it wouldn't have been so much trouble. Boss Li is just being on the safe side."

Goatee patted the handle of the chair: "You! You old thing! Is that what I thought? It's obviously..."

Halfway through, he was obviously feeling guilty and his eyes were rolling around.

After seeing me, he changed the topic: "Then if you call this kid out, won't you also increase the risk?"

Li Xiong said nothing, obviously not accepting his attempt to shirk responsibility.

Li Shun even smiled: "What? Senior Qiu, you don't trust the people I brought?"

Goatee was speechless for a moment, with mixed expressions on his face. He stared at me and made expressions for me.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the fat man tried to smooth things over with a smile: "Lao Qiu, why are you still caring about the child? Don't talk about this now. Let's go and see the situation first."

Li Xiong also said: "Everyone, we don't have much time, please come with me."

After saying that, he went straight out the door.

Goatee glared at me a few more times before following me.

I felt very unhappy, but I couldn't express it.

The fat man walked up behind me and patted my shoulder.

I was shocked. This man seemed very big, but he actually walked silently. I actually didn't feel his breath at all.

"Little Taoist Priest, don't be angry. Lao Qiu has this temper. He is not bad, but he just speaks harshly." He said with a smile.

I nodded and replied softly: "It's okay. I haven't been in the industry for a long time, so it's normal for you to have opinions about me."

The fat man nodded, looking very appreciative of me.

"By the way, my name is Xu Dezhi, how should I call you senior?"

The fat man touched his round belly and said, "My name is Dao Chan. Just call me Brother Dao like they do."

I looked at his bald head. Is this man actually a monk?

He didn't wait for me to ask the question, and answered himself: "I am the senior disciple of the abbot of the temple. Boss Li is dedicated to good deeds and has many contacts with the temple. When he encountered difficulties this time, the abbot sent me to help."

I glanced at Li Shun, and both of them understood.

In other words, the money for incense was large, so I was able to invite the monks.

"Brother Dao, which temple are you from?"

He smiled at me, didn't answer, and left directly.

Li Shun then came over and whispered to me: "Generally, the bigger sects won't openly help us with these common matters, so it's in vain if you ask."

I nodded, and I understood. As a monk, it's normal to have more rules and regulations.

Li Shun smiled: "But there are only a few sects that our family has good relations with... You will naturally know about it when you work for our family in the future."

At this time, Li Xiong happened to stop.

"Guys, this is it."

I heard the sound and looked up.

I saw a horrible-looking corpse lying on the floor. There was not a single piece of meat on the body. It was exactly the same as Li Xiong's previous description.

Except for the depression in the abdomen caused by the hollowing out of the internal organs, this headless corpse had fine and neat wounds on its body. The flesh could be seen, but there was no bleeding.

His blood was drained.

These lines remind me of the knife edges that are made on the ingredients when cooking to enhance the flavor.

Although I have seen many dead people before, but now I saw such a deftly and horrifying corpse, I was still frightened for a moment.

I shivered.

Taoist priest Qiu walked up to the corpse, stroking his beard and looking around.

"Hiss... what is this wound and this pattern?"

Brother Dao and I looked at each other, walked over together, and also observed.

The body looked like it had been dead for a while, with no decay and stiff limbs.

Li Xiong did not come closer, but frowned and looked from a distance: "Masters, what are your conclusions?"

Taoist priest Qiu only glanced at the corpse, and then he had a look of understanding on his face. He pretended to walk around the edge a few more times, and looked at me provocatively: "I have some insights...but I can't make a conclusion yet.

Xiaozhi, what do you think?"

People who are not very familiar with me call me Xiaozhi, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

I frowned and said softly: "This thing... is used to curse people."

Taoist priest Qiu shrugged as if he had already expected it: "No, this is not an ordinary curse, this is a container."

I was a little confused for a moment: "What container?"

As soon as Taoist priest Qiu heard that I didn't understand this thing, he immediately started shaking his head, and even said a few words to Brother Dao: "Hey...can't you see this at a glance? Brother Dao, didn't you try your best to help Boss Li see this?"

What a toy?"

Brother Dao was not angry, and still had a kind face: "My abilities are limited, but you are better."

Taoist priest Qiu was satisfied and then said: "This thing is the mother body of a Gumantong. It was left here in order to transport the Gumantong to the Li family."

I felt strange when I heard it: "Gumantong? This thing is very evil. If it is used to make Gumantong, how can there be no resentment?"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Priest Qiu suddenly broke out in beads of sweat on his forehead: "This... this is near the dragon's veins. It has enough spiritual power to disperse the resentment, which is normal."

Brother Dao said lightly at this time: "If there is resentment near the dragon vein, it will only become more rampant. This is what you told me yourself, Lao Qiu."

Taoist priest Qiu was speechless for a moment and stared at the few of us.

The strong man behind him immediately stepped forward and fanned him.

Although his guess was wrong, it gave me an idea.

Gumantong is very evil, and Gumantong made directly from babies is a double-edged sword.

There are many taboos on raising it. If any of them are not followed, the breeder may soon be reviled.

If you are a wealthy family, in order to prevent this from happening, they will buy another mother body for daily storage of Gumantong and avoid harm.

I stepped forward and checked it carefully again.

The texture is indeed as Taoist Qiu said, a perfect Gumantong mother body, but a head is missing.

I got around to the cross section of my neck.

The cross-section of the neck is not neat, and there are several knife marks around the cross-section of the neck.

The person who performed the knife was very hesitant and was obviously inexperienced.

It seemed like something happened and I was forced to throw this thing away...
Chapter completed!