C79 Possessed by a Ghost
C79 Possessed by a Ghost
Ye Suifeng was about to go crazy at this moment. He was repeatedly slapped in the face by Yang Qiu, but his face was still slapped cleanly.
He had to admit that he had underestimated Yang Qiu.
From the beginning, the information that his subordinates had gathered had been wrong.
Threat zero?
Was this a threat zero?
In the past, Ye Suifeng had thought that there was nothing he could not do to understand. He had a department that specialized in gathering and organizing intelligence. This department even had many retired talents from the National Security Bureau. In the field of gathering intelligence, they were definitely considered top figures.
However, it was the information gathered by these top figures that analyzed Yang Qiu to be a useless piece of trash, a useless piece of trash.
And now, this piece of trash had become the most dazzling figure in Shang Hai and even Jiangnan.
And he had become his stepping stone.
This feeling was really unpleasant.
From the death of Jiang Huai to the annihilation of the Chiang family and the Hall of Assassins, Ye Suifeng felt that his defeat was inexplicable. All the way until now, he was unable to figure out what he had done wrong.
Recently, he had expended a great deal of effort to make a new set of information. However, this set of information was still largely the same as the previous one. It was just that these things had been added recently.
Of course, Ye Suifeng's subordinates still managed to analyze some things from these trivial pieces of information.
Yang Qiu's transformation came from a car accident.
He also obtained the surveillance video data from the hospital that day.
But what was the use of this?
He couldn't see anything at all.
Even though Yang Qiu was on the verge of death, he was still confused when he suddenly recovered.
Even Yang Qiu's attending physician had been secretly interrogated by him many times. The information he obtained was merely the word 'miracle'.
Ye Suifeng could not obtain anything from this video, including Yang Qiu's medical records.
That little monk had always been inseparable. He didn't dare to let this little monk take half a step away from him.
This was an expert invited by his grandfather. Although he was a five-year-old child, Ye Suifeng didn't dare show any neglect.
It was late at night. At this time, Ye Suifeng no longer had the calmness he had during the day. His face was full of malice. He was casually wearing a silk pyjamas. The light in the study was bright but gentle. The thick curtains cut off the darkness outside. The decoration in the study was extremely elegant.
If some ancient furniture collectors saw the furniture in this room, they would definitely go crazy.
It was a simple desk, a high back chair, and a styled bookshelf. All of them were yellow pear wood, and furthermore, they were all yellow pear wood. These furniture were at least 300 years old. They were the best of the best in the Ming Dynasty.
Even the blue and white porcelain on the bookshelf were the best in the Ming and Hua Dynasties. Just the few blue and white porcelain bottles alone were worth more than one to two hundred million.
And this was only porcelain. If one counted these ancient furniture and the many originals that were placed on the bookshelf, This small study would probably be the net worth of many so-called wealthy people.
Ye Suifeng was proud of himself. He had always been a proud son of heaven, an absolute noble. However, he no longer had the confidence he had in the past. At this moment, he gave people a gloomy and gloomy feeling.
The supreme Young Master had suffered such a setback all of a sudden. It had definitely affected his disposition.
His gaze stopped on the information in front of him, as if he wanted to see something from it.
After a long time, he slowly raised his head, and a hint of cruel hatred appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Since that's the case, let's have a real face-off. "
A tiny figure walked out from the shadows behind him.
Ye Suifeng immediately stood up and asked with a smile.
"Master, have you found anything?"
The young monk snorted with a childish voice and his body flew up to the chair. His voice was filled with endless vicissitudes of life.
"This kid isn't Yang Qiu. In his body, there is another person's soul. "
Ye Suifeng couldn't help but tremble and hastily said.
"Little Master, what do you mean? Could it be that he is possessed by a ghost?"
The small monk snorted again, then frowned and said:
"You don't have the right to know about these things. Anyway, I'll help you deal with this guy, so there won't be any karma between us. "
After saying this much, the small monk pondered for a moment before asking:
"When will the thing that your grandfather promised me arrive?"
A strange look flashed across Ye Suifeng's eyes, but he said respectfully.
"It should be in these two days. "
A trace of disgust flashed across the small monk's eyes.
"Without that thing, I'm not his match. "
Ye Suifeng didn't know what his grandfather had promised this young monk, but it must be an extraordinary treasure. Otherwise, his grandfather wouldn't have hesitated for so long and still hadn't sent the item over.
"Little Master, this Yang Qiu, how is his strength compared to yours?"
The young monk was stunned for a moment, then he kept silent for a long time before he said in a childish voice.
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"I can't see through him either, but I know that his true strength hasn't been displayed all this time. People like us won't easily display our true strength unless we are at the brink of death. You, don't understand! If he wants to kill you, he will kill you with a finger across half of the city! "
"Un?"
Ye Suifeng could not help but be shocked.
"Are you kidding me?"
The small monk smiled coldly, but his tone made it hard for others to take him seriously. From any aspect, he was a three to five-year-old child.
"The world is big, and there are all kinds of strange things in it. It's not that I'm boasting, but there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital. However, there are only a few opponents that I have taken a fancy to. All of them are old monsters who have cultivated for 200 years. Of course, the people of the cultivation world are different from you. This Yang Qiu must be the proud disciple of a big sect in Cultivation Realm. Reborn from the army. "
Two sharp lights flashed in Ye Suifeng's eyes.
"What is Rebirth through Weapon Separation?"
The small monk slowly shook his head and said what he was most unwilling to say.
"All of these only exist in the legends. It is the hidden Buddhist religion of the Lv Sect. If there is a reincarnation of a spiritual child, it means that he is the living Buddha of the previous generation. Before his death, he will use his knowledge and magic power. Transfer to another body, choose the person. He would be called the reincarnation spirit child. Many reincarnation spirit children would not be able to awaken their previous memories. This method of reincarnating is very similar to Army Dispersion. "
Ye Suifeng had also obtained a lot of information about cultivators from his grandfather. He also knew about the so-called Reincarnation Spiritual Children. In his opinion, this was just a trick used by Fraud Tian to deceive people.
But now, it seemed like this wasn't a trick to deceive people.
At least, this little monk in front of him was definitely the reincarnation of a spiritual child, right?
And there were actually so many people like this in the capital?