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Mu Jingshen thought about it carefully. Apart from the fact that the project the company was promoting had encountered some troubles and might have offended some people, there was nothing else unusual.

Seeing that he had no clue, Ji Xianzhi kindly gave him a few reminders for the sake of his elder brother.

"Water ghosts usually don't come after ordinary people for no reason, unless your fate matches theirs, or you accidentally violate their taboos."

"But I just checked, and your situation is most likely the latter. You have a direct or indirect grudge against it. If it's indirect, it must have your blood and birth date."

"Blood? If that's the case, then I do have a suspect." Mu Jingshen pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up.

"Zhao Tianming and I had a disagreement over an important client, and I got hurt a little."

He had only been injured this once in recent times, and thinking back now, what Zhao Tianming said at that time seemed very wrong.

"Don't be too proud! If you touch my cake, you may die. These days, little devils are very difficult to deal with."

Ji Xianzhi nodded thoughtfully, "However, this is just your guess. I need to see him up close to be sure."

"Okay, I'll arrange a meeting for you." Mu Jingshen immediately called his secretary and asked him to make an appointment with Zhao Tianming.

Lu Chu finished two ranked matches on the sidelines, occasionally overhearing their conversation and casually asked, "Have you dealt with my brother's issue?"

Ji Xianzhi nodded, "There is already some clue."

"That's fine. You guys continue, I'll go outside to find something to eat." Lu Chu stretched and left the office without looking back.

It is well known that there is only coffee in the domineering president's office, and Mu Jingshen is no exception.

Mu Jingyang looked at Master Ji apologetically, and Ji Xianzhi smiled back to show that he didn't mind.

Mu Jingshen continued, "Zhao Tianming will come over at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, I would like to trouble Master Ji to pretend to be my secretary and accompany me."

"Okay." Ji Xianzhi agreed readily. Even if Mu Jingyang was not there, exorcising demons and ghosts was the Taoist's job.

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The next morning, Ji Xianzhi changed into a suit and came to the company with Mu Jingshen.

At that time, Lu Chu was still enjoying a delicious breakfast at home. To be honest, Mu Jingshen would occasionally envy his brother's salted fish life, but this was his own choice.

At exactly ten o'clock, the middle-aged fat man appeared in Mu Jingshen's reception room on time.

"Mr. Mu, you actually came to me?" The middle-aged man smiled maliciously, his two small eyes narrowed into slits.

The reason why Zhao Tianming agreed to come over was to see the miserable condition of Mu Jingyang, but it turned out that the other party was still as if nothing had happened.

Mu Jingshen's handsome face was cold and indifferent, and he said sarcastically, "Mr. Zhao is really a noble man who forgets things easily. I think you should know why I'm looking for you."

"I don't know what Mr. Mu means." Zhao Tianming was stunned by the question and started to play dumb.

Could it be that this little bastard Mu Jingshen knew something? That shouldn't be the case, because that person said that no one would find out.

His eyes kept glancing at Ji Xianzhi, and he felt something was wrong with this young man.

Ji Xianzhi, who played the mute secretary, was surprised to find that the resentment emanating from Zhao Tianming was indeed from the same source as that from Mu Jingshen yesterday. He had already found the location of the water ghost.

But that ray of resentment was also mixed with a strange aura.

He suddenly said, "Mr. Zhao, haven't you noticed yet? There's something wrong with your body."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Tianming retorted harshly, but his expression became more and more ugly, and cold sweat slowly appeared on his forehead.

Ji Xianzhi stopped pretending and sat down directly opposite him, speaking in a casual tone.

"Mr. Zhao, have you been having nightmares every night recently? In your dreams, there were countless hands pulling you down into the water, and you almost drowned several times? And is your body getting weaker?"

"You...how did you know?" Zhao Tianming was suddenly panicked. Everything the other party said was right. He had indeed been feeling unwell recently, but he went to the hospital for a check-up and nothing was found.

"If it's not dealt with in time, I'm afraid he won't live long." Ji Xianzhi added more information.

"So who's behind you?"

Zhao Tianming frowned, and after hesitating for a moment, he looked at Ji Xianzhi tentatively, "Do you have a way to save me?"

"Of course." Ji Xianzhi took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve...pocket and handed it over, "Mr. Zhao, do you want to try it?"

Zhao Tianming gritted his teeth and took it. The effect of the talisman paper was very obvious as soon as he touched it. His body, which had been heavy and weak all day, felt much lighter.

It really works, the other party didn't cheat him, maybe he can give it a try.

He finally agreed to give in, pulled out a piece of white paper, and wrote two lines on it with a pen.

"It was a man who called himself 'Lord of the Heaven' who saved suffering' who approached me. I have never seen him before. Every time we contacted, we contacted by phone or email."

After saying that, he looked at Ji Xianzhi eagerly, but Ji Xianzhi ignored him, took out his own life magic weapon and calculated on his own, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Everything was in chaos, and he only figured out that "Lord of Heaven's Savior" had appeared in this city seven days ago. This was the first person he met who he couldn't figure out after he started traveling.

You mentioned Lu Chu. Ji Xianzhi almost destroyed his luck eye after just one look at him from afar, and he didn't dare to use his divine skills on him at all.

"Mr. Zhao, it's getting late." He was no longer needed for what happened next.

Zhao Tianming could tell that this was an order to leave. He wanted to say something, but under the pressure of Ji Xianzhi's aura, he unknowingly felt inferior and finally had to leave in disappointment.

After he left, Mu Jingshen asked, "Master Ji, how is it?"

Ji Xianzhi nodded and shook his head, "The water ghost is easy to deal with, but the person hiding behind the scenes is not easy to find. I can only calculate that he has a certain causal relationship with you."

"I'll send someone to check the mobile phone number and email address Zhao Tianming left behind. Maybe we can get some clues." Mu Jingshen suggested.

Just because something cannot be detected by metaphysical means does not mean it cannot be detected by technology. As long as it is done, there will always be traces left.

"That's fine." Ji Xianzhi had no objection. He was thinking that he would go back and ask his master for help. He was young and not well-trained, but there were older people at home.

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At the same time, in a corner in the west of the city, a masked man in white was standing on the rooftop of a high-rise building with his arms outstretched, overlooking the prosperity below.

"Everything is going according to plan...soon, I will be able to...succeed!" He whispered softly, with a barely perceptible madness flashing in his eyes.