In the Public Security Bureau, we obtained a list of connections from Zhang Ruquan, which were basically the people in his circle, half of them were godly men, and the other half were merchants in industries related to antiques and feng shui.

"Let me ask you, is this Chen Jiuren really called Master Chen? Oh, that's right, he has a disciple named Master Wang who died a while ago, or did he accidentally die?" As I looked at the names on the list, I suddenly thought of that Master Chen who came to my house previously, and wanted to use the Pig Slaughtering Knife as compensation for his arrival. This is a very strange thing.

More importantly, I forgot one thing, and that is that in a small place like ours, we don't even meet head to head. These Feng Shui men are actually mostly acquaintances, if we were to look for them in this regard, we might have already found them.

"It should be. These people are simply called master. Master, sir, this kind of people has a high rate of giving their names," the policeman in charge of the case replied. The dozens of people in front of him all called these three kinds of names, so the people inside did not know about them.

"Originally, there was a strict limit to these greetings. Those who have not been in the industry for more than five years or have not done anything major will be called mister when they have been out for more than five years. They will only be called masters when they have completed a small achievement and only when they have been out for more than ten years will they begin to accept ordinary masters, and masters will have to do a lot of things. Only those who have earned the respect of their peers in the industry will be called masters.

"If that's the case, then I shall focus on investigating this Chen Jiuren," How could the policemen in charge of the case understand these things?

Not long after, the most basic news came to light. This Chen Jiuren is really a little suspicious, because the majority of them call him Master Chen, and he and Zhang Ru Quan are actually apprentice-brothers, and he has a deep relationship with Master Wang who died. It can be said that he is the Master Chen who came to our family to take care of some matters.

"Since it's him, then it's pretty close," Uncle defined. Just by hearing the story, one could confirm that the blade was not ordinary, and that he was definitely a capable person.

It was just that the Uncle did not understand why he wanted to use this blade. Previously, he had explained that this blade was a disaster for us, but in his hands, it was a treasure.

Of course, if there was someone who had a way to subdue it, that would be another story. If that was the case, then this blade really was a treasure, but the possibility of it being zero was almost zero, because even Sun Chengzhi's Cultivation Level could not do it back then. Uncle did not believe that anyone could possess such a Cultivation Level.

As for how we capture and interrogate the police, that is a matter for the police. Since we have a target, we don't need to worry about it for now. We can only wait for the police to bring back the Pig Slaughtering Knife and then take away the seal.

So we went back to the hotel. By now, Sun Yong's parents had already contacted the car, and would only wait until dawn of the next day to start their journey. The medical plane would also arrive, and the things in the hotel would have already been packed.

After dinner, everyone returned to their own rooms. I was still studying, the knowledge of the Taoists was truly as vast as smoke, and I was already engrossed in it, but I also had a headache, because it was really too profound. Many of the things I learned on my own were enough for me to spend my entire life studying, such as the Yi Scripture.

Then, just as I was engrossed in my reading, I suddenly heard a long shout from the Uncle. I immediately got up to push open the door to take a look, and saw a figure jumping down from the third floor as if he was carrying something.

"Uncle", however, I did not chase after him. Instead, I went to Uncle's room. Pushing the door open, I saw Uncle walking out with an ancient sword in his hands.

But at this time, Sun Yi and his wife cried again, causing us to be extremely shocked. Sun Yong had actually disappeared, could it be that I saw them just now to steal Sun Yong? But why would that man steal Sun Yong.

"Calm down, what do you think," Uncle roared at Sun Yi and his wife.

"You two pacify the staff and don't spread the news. Xiao Yang, come with me!" The Uncle ordered with a cold expression.

Sun Yi's face was extremely ugly, he was extremely resentful towards Uncle's arrangements. He was Sun Yong's father, so he wanted him to stay at home and let the elders and children leave. How was that acceptable, but under Uncle's murderous gaze, Sun Yi chose to obey.

"Uncle, where is that person from and why are you snatching Sun Yong? Where are we going to find him now?" Once we got out of the hotel, I immediately asked again.

The Uncle also revealed a grave look on his face, "I also don't understand the background of the other party, but his skills are extremely powerful, he stole Xiao Yong away without a trace, and I didn't even realize that he purposely showed some movements, and that he didn't have any hostility."

There was no hostility at all, so he intentionally caused a ruckus. This should be caused by friends and not enemies, yet he just had to snatch Sun Yong away?

"Sun Family Ancestral Mansion, Uncle, let's go take a look at the Sun Family Ancestral Mansion," A light flashed in my mind, and I said to Uncle. Since the other party has no enmity towards us, then he must have his reasons, and if he's willing to let us find him, then it must be in the Sun Family Ancestral Mansion, if he doesn't have a Sun Family Ancestral Mansion, then we shouldn't even look for him, definitely won't be able to find him.

Furthermore, Sun Yong would not be in any danger, since Sun Yong was still unconscious, it would be too easy for him to kill him, there was no need to snatch him away.

When Uncle heard my suggestion, his eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly nodded and then, we ran towards the Sun Family Ancestral Mansion.

After about ten or so minutes, we arrived in front of the Sun Family Ancestral House. Because the place was undergoing renovation, it was very dirty and messy, but the door was still tightly locked.

"The scent of incense, ancestral hall," Uncle said as soon as he arrived at the door.

It's not normal to light candles in the middle of the night to burn incense, so we went back to the ancestral hall.

Just from the killing intent alone was enough to almost make me kneel down and worship him. It was the Uncle who extended his hand to support me in the end, but the killing intent caused my heart to jump because I was very familiar with it. Isn't this the killing intent from the Pig Slaughtering Knife?

"Who are you?" The Uncle asked indifferently, his eyes looking towards the Pig Slaughtering Knife that was placed in front of the ancestral tablet.

At this moment, the ancestral hall was extremely strange. Hundreds of candles surrounded the entire ancestral hall as the incense burner was filled with three sandalwood sticks as thick as a child's arm. Under the incense burner was a pig slaughtering knife emitting waves of killing intent.

At the altar, Sun Yong was lying on the ground. His clothes were torn and he had several tens of acupuncture needles stuck on his body. A man was sitting in front of Sun Yong with his back facing us.

"Master Chen!" No one responded after Uncle shouted, and I called out again because this back figure looked very much like that Master Chen.

"Swish!" That person suddenly moved. His entire body turned 180 degrees, throwing us into the air.

"Master Chen!"

"Father!"

Uncle and I cried out at the same time, but the cries of the two were greatly different. Uncle and I saw the shock on each other's faces.

"He's the Master Chen. The one that came to my house to help cure my Second Uncle of the pig demon's curse …" I immediately explained. I really couldn't understand why the Uncle would call him father.

"No, this is my father, Sun Chengzhi," Uncle shook his head and said. After he finished speaking, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Lin'er …" Finally, the Master Chen spoke, but his voice startled me. It's true, it's really Sun Chengzhi's voice, I can hear it.

"Father!" The Uncle immediately knelt down and wailed.

"Um, Grandpa Zeng, can you explain what's going on?" I didn't kneel down. Firstly, I didn't kneel down because of this tradition. Secondly, I was very cautious about what was going on.

"En, have you been slacking off these past few days? What did you learn?" Master Chen asked.

Hehe, I believe that this person is definitely Great Grandpa Sun Chengzhi. Other than him, no one else would ask me this.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Uncle cried and asked.

"I know what you want to ask. I don't want to bring up what happened that year anymore, so I can only advise you to let it go, today I will help you guys one last time, and I won't be able to last much longer. Since this blade has become the most evil and terrifying existence, you guys have to think of a way to destroy it or suppress it forever," Sun Chengzhi replied.

"Ah …" I shouted in shock, what did Sun Chengzhi mean? Did something happen to the blade?

"Father, you're saying that this saber has lost control?" Uncle's face paled as he asked in a trembling voice, then he slowly lowered his head.