coobybook Chapter 326 The Master of Metaphysics 12
Chapter 326 The Master of Metaphysics 12
Chapter 326 The Master of Metaphysics 12
With a trembling voice, Mr. Qian asked, "Master... what's going on?"
Qingyu ignored him and continued to examine the hidden compartment, where she found a blood-stained jade pendant that emitted a strong aura of resentment.
She held the jade pendant in her hand. Unlike the original owner's jade pendant, this one was icy cold. "Whose is this?"
Mr. Qian shook his head blankly. Then, as if thinking of something, he guessed, "Xiaoya... likes to collect old things. Could this jade pendant be one of her collectibles?"
Qingyu's eyebrows twitched, and she looked at Qian's father, "Where is Madam Qian?"
Yes, her daughter is unconscious here, so why didn't Madam Qian show up at all?
"Madam Qian wasn't here when we arrived..." Zhou Zhanghui murmured thoughtfully, but these words made Qian's father's expression change. He pursed his lips and said apologetically, "Madam is not feeling well and should be resting in the next room."
"Call her over and ask her about the origin of this jade pendant." Qingyu lowered her eyes, glancing at the person on the bed out of the corner of her eye.
Mr. Qian frowned, thinking that his daughter was indeed closer to his wife and might know what was going on, so he immediately told the servant to go and call for help.
Not long after, a lady, supported by a maid, slowly entered the room. As soon as she came in, she complained to Mr. Qian, "I already said I'm not feeling well... Our daughter isn't just mine, can't you take care of things yourself?"
Mr. Qian opened his mouth, then said softly, "This is the master... Do you remember this jade pendant?"
Madam Qian paused, not daring to look at the jade pendant any longer, and subconsciously shook her head, "I've never seen it before, perhaps it's Xiaoya's private collection."
"Madam Qian, you're so sure without even looking at it?" Qingyu stared at Madam Qian with a half-smile. Her eyes were sharp and clear. Madam Qian was about to retort when she met her gaze and inexplicably felt guilty.
She curled her lip, feigning displeasure, "What's so interesting about a broken jade pendant? If you ask me, all you so-called masters are frauds... Go away, go away, stop bothering me here."
"Shut up!" Mr. Qian finally couldn't help but shout. He clenched his fists, as if he was enduring something, and stared at Mrs. Qian with slightly red eyes, asking word by word, "You said you didn't know about the jade pendant... I only told you about this hidden compartment, Xiaoya didn't know about it!"
Yes, Mr. Qian finally realized that something was wrong with his wife. He couldn't believe it, and felt a chill in his heart, as if there was a hole in it.
Mother Qian's eyes trembled, instantly welling up with tears. "Why are you yelling at me? Anyway, I didn't tell you, and it's none of my business... You only care about your daughter, and I'm not feeling well right now, and you're yelling at me... So, I'm wrong for keeping the house in order for you, is that it?"
She cried and wiped away her tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
The people present looked at each other in bewilderment, all of them realizing that this matter must be related to Qian's mother. Mu Yin was more incredulous, after all, even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs.
Although he had been handling cases for many years, he had rarely seen anyone harm their own children, let alone the wealthy Qian family, who had no reason to harm them!
The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.
Seeing that she couldn't get any information, Qingyu wasn't in a hurry. She took out the jade pendant and wrapped it with a talisman.
As the talisman flickered with light, the resentment within the jade pendant gradually dissipated.
This scene stunned Qian's mother, who was crying. Then she met Qingyu's gaze, and her breathing slowed down. She quickly lowered her head.
"Master... what is this?" Mr. Qian asked cautiously.
Since arriving at Qian Enya's room, Qingyu has discovered that the latter has been subjected to an ancient curse.
This jade pendant is just the beginning.
She didn't answer Mr. Qian's question, but instead took out some special powder from her small bag and sprinkled it into the air while continuing to mutter incantations.
As the incantation was finished, a blurry black shadow appeared in the air.
Qingyu's eyes turned cold, and she made a hand seal to strike the dark figure.
The dark figure let out a sharp cry in an attempt to escape, but was easily subdued by Qingyu.
Mu Yin, who was standing to the side, suddenly slapped her forehead. "I understand now! No wonder we couldn't summon her soul back. It turns out that Qian Enya's soul was captured, and something inside her body must have stabilized her life force, making us mistakenly believe that she had encountered something else and was unconscious!"
Qingyu gave him an approving look, which made Zhou Zhanghui feel a pang of jealousy. He retorted, "What's the use of you figuring it out? You still have to rely on Qingyu!"
His tone was full of pride and self-satisfaction.
Mu Yin's lips twitched. She really didn't want to pay attention to this useless teammate, so she turned her head away without refuting him.
Qingyu then looked at Qian's father and said, "This dark figure is a little ghost that is being kept by someone. It committed such a vicious act... You should also ask your wife, since this thing needs to collect some personal items from the cursed person, such as hair and blood..."
Qingyu stopped short of revealing her meaning, and Qian's father instantly understood. His reaction was one of disbelief and rage. He slapped Qian's mother across the face, his voice trembling, "That's your own daughter! What were you thinking?!"
The mother was slapped and fell to the ground. Miraculously, she didn't cry this time. Instead, she raised her head and glared fiercely at the father. "You're talking nonsense! She's not my daughter! Dujuan is my daughter! You're in cahoots with that daughter. If it were my daughter, would she have suffered so much injustice... I'm just taking some interest, what's wrong with that?!"
These words completely baffled Mr. Qian. "What nonsense are you spouting? How could Du Juan be my daughter?!"
Du Juan is Qian Enya's best friend and the daughter of the Du family next door, but she has never been favored. Being abused is the least of her worries. Despite being from a wealthy family, she is often beaten. She is a girl that Qian's father often sighs about as pitiful.
But he never expected his wife to say such outrageous things today!
Mr. Qian was trembling with rage. "Are you crazy! Where's the evidence?"
Mother Qian sneered and took out a letter from her bosom, handing it to him.
Mr. Qian quickly glanced through the letter and was surprised to find that the hospital had mixed up the children years ago, and that Qian Enya was originally from the Du family.
Mr. Qian didn't believe it and shouted that he wanted to get a paternity test done.
Qingyu frowned. There was something fishy about this. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Why don't we go to the Du family and take a look? If I'm not mistaken, your daughter's soul is still in the Du family!"
"How could this be..." Mr. Qian was stunned. Meeting Qingyu's knowing eyes, his heart sank. He tentatively asked, "The Du family was also involved?"
Qingyu chuckled, her meaning unspoken.
Silence fell again, then Qian's mother shrieked, "You're talking nonsense! What do you know, you fake Taoist priest! It has nothing to do with Dujuan, I did it all!"
Qingyu, too lazy to watch Qianmu's tantrum any longer, took the lead and headed towards the Du family.
Qian's father and the others hurriedly followed.
Upon arriving at the Du family residence, one is immediately struck by the eerie atmosphere that permeates the place.
And coming towards them was Du's father.
Upon seeing Mr. Qian and his group, Mr. Du was the first to smile, "Old Qian, what brings you here?"