Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Nangong Qinghe assumed that her younger sister had been tricked by someone else's strange little gadgets.

He didn't want to mention this to Nangong Qian; he just wanted them to completely forget about Hehuan Village.

He gave a perfunctory reply: "When she arrives, she'll give instructions to hand over the money, and then you shouldn't see her again."

Nangong Qinghe interrupted Nangong Qian's incessant chatter.

The words were spoken like a command: "XiXi, you need to forget everything that happened in Hehuan Village!"

Nangong Qian immediately became unhappy and expressed her dissatisfaction with Nangong Qinghe's order, "No! I must see the big boss, and I also want the big boss to teach me mystical arts."

She spoke very seriously.

"Zzz..."

Nangong Qinghe slammed on the brakes, her gaze turning grim as she looked at Nangong Qian.

Nangong Qian felt terrified of her older brother because of his gaze, but she was still defiant and stared back at Nangong Qinghe with her neck stiff.

For a long while, Qiao Feng was so shocked by the atmosphere that he dared not speak.

Someone behind us kept honking their horn, urging us on.

Nangong Qinghe silently started the car again and slowly drove away.

When he returned home, Nangong Zheng was not home; only a few servants were busy in the hall.

Nangong Qinghe entered from outside with a low mood, followed by an angry-looking Nangong Qian and a terrified Qiao Feng who remained silent.

As I entered the house, I heard a rapid clattering sound coming from the second floor; the footsteps were very hurried.

Shui Muting walked to the stairs and saw Nangong Qian. Her eyes suddenly reddened, and tears welled up in them. She composed herself and choked out, "Qianqian! You're finally back."

As she spoke, she ran downstairs and hugged Nangong Qian tightly, saying, "You scared your mother to death."

When Nangong Qian saw Shui Muting crying, her nose also started to sting, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face. "Mom, you don't know how much I missed you."

She buried her head in Shui Muting's shoulder and sobbed, "You don't know, you don't know, I almost died!"

It also hiccups from time to time.

They didn't share the same thoughts as other people's children who only share good news and not bad news; they were like a child, expressing their fears and anxieties.

As she spoke, she then showed him the tiny wound on her body.

Shui Muting's heart was breaking!

He just patted her head and said, "Our Sisi has suffered."

Qiao Feng secretly glanced at Nangong Qinghe, and only relaxed after seeing him go upstairs. Then he shouted loudly, "Auntie, Auntie, why are you only looking at my sister? Look at me!"

As he spoke, he showed his wound to Shui Muting.

Shui Muting focused almost all her attention on her daughter, ignoring Qiao Feng.

Hearing this, she wiped away her tears, feeling embarrassed.

How could I forget Xiaofeng!

This aunt is also a terrible person!

She began to reflect on herself.

When I looked up, I was shocked. How could he be injured like this?

His bruised and swollen face looked quite frightening.

Nangong Qinghe had someone examine his injury immediately. There was no internal injury, just a rather frightening-looking external injury. He would recover after a period of rest.

"Xiao Feng!"

Shui Muting was stunned for a moment, "You're Xiao Feng?"

It's completely unrecognizable from its original form.

She thought her daughter was already more seriously injured, but she never expected Xiaofeng to be injured like this!

At this moment, she couldn't care less about her daughter and rushed over to check on Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng, like Nangong Qian, started to cry out in pain, but he was really in pain.

Seeing Qiao Feng's numerous bruises, Shui Muting's tears fell again.

He's my nephew whom I've loved for so many years, how could I not feel sorry for him?

When Qiao Feng saw his aunt crying, he panicked and awkwardly scratched his head, "Aunt, don't cry!"

He actually just wanted to attract some attention and annoy Qianqian, since her minor injury was already widely known!

He wants it too!

"Someone, prepare the car, we're going to the hospital!"

Shui Muting touched Qiao Feng's face, her expression full of heartache.

"No need, no need, my brother has already taken me to see a doctor, got the medicine, and I'll feel better after applying it!"

Qiao Feng realized he had exaggerated and quickly refused.

Seeing that Shui Muting's attention was drawn to him, Nangong Qian rolled her eyes at Qiao Feng and said, "What a big shot!"

Only kids do that!

Qiao Feng: "..."

Who's really weak here? I'm truly hurt...

"Mom, he's exaggerating. Listen to me, I want to tell you what happened to me." Nangong Qian tried to get Shui Muting's attention back.

Shui Muting simply comforted her for a few moments, then notified the family doctor to come over.

Qiao Feng smiled smugly, and his smile widened as he watched Nangong Qian's discomfiture.

The movement pulled on his wound, causing him to scream in pain.

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Nangong Qinghe went upstairs and began dealing with matters concerning Hehuan Village.

"Qianrui, have you found him?"

He sat in a nanmu chair, his slender fingers writing and drawing on the table with a pen, while his other hand held a mobile phone, communicating with Qianrui.

A voice came from the other end of the phone, "No! Boss, it's really strange. It's one thing that there are no surveillance cameras in remote areas, but why didn't the cameras on the road leading to the city capture her either?"

After he returned, he followed his boss's instructions to investigate the "big boss" the young lady had mentioned, but he found nothing.

As Qian Rui recounted the suspicious points he had investigated, Nangong Qinghe's hands continued working.

I flipped through the documents and suddenly stopped on the page about kidnapping.

"Qianrui, find me a list of people who have reported being kidnapped. Yes, right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Nangong Qinghe pondered the suspicious points Qianrui had just mentioned. The area near Jinshan indicated that she did not enter the mountain with Qianqian. Could she be a villager?

Sisi did not fully disclose her information.

The girl is beautiful and quite capable; that's all the description Sisi gave.

He overheard it indirectly.

Sisi mostly talked about what happened in the village, but she didn't even mention the girl's name.

If Nangong Qian knew Nangong Qinghe's thoughts, she would probably be powerless to help, because she didn't even know the big boss's name!

Soon, Qianrui sent over the information.

After scanning the room, Nangong Qinghe's gaze settled on the photo of a girl with bangs on the second line of the last page.

He tapped his fingers on the table, one tap after another.

Could it be her?

A poor family background, being trafficked by the father, verbally abused by the mother, and beaten by the brother—this series of circumstances can indeed create an opportunity for awakening.

Mysticism practitioners are not only born with these abilities, but also awaken later in life. Often, if this awakening is not properly guided, it can be maliciously exploited, ultimately leading to actions that harm society!

Their Mystic Spirit Group not only needs to deal with evil spirits and vengeful spirits, but also needs to capture mystical practitioners who endanger society.

Mystic practitioners who awaken their abilities later in life often become corrupted by various forms of suppression, embarking on a path of no return. In the first few hours after awakening their abilities, they can absorb a small amount of spiritual energy from the air for their own use.