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In this way, the Evil Spirit became the key to clearly investigating Lee Shen's death. Was the Evil Spirit controlled by someone or did he attack Lee Shen on his own?

If someone was controlling it, who was this person?

If he had attacked Lee Shen on his own, then who was this evil being, that could force the Sixth Master to commit suicide?

The dark spots on Lee Shen's clothes seemed to have become a breach, we could only wait for the results from the test on the Director Hee.

Tang Shituo started to play with his phone again. Yao Loongxu said that she was hungry and told her first uncle to treat him to a meal. I was hungry too, I only ate a bucket of instant noodles.

First Uncle brought us out to eat, while Tang Shituo asked me to bring him back fresh prawn and fish noodles. Looks like this brat has gotten addicted to eating junk food.

During the meal, my first uncle didn't say a word, Yao Loongxu also didn't dare to disturb my first uncle, she only focused on eating. I packaged a serving of fried meat for Tang Shituo, and after eating, I bought a box of fresh prawn noodles, thinking that you should eat until enough.

When Tang Shituo saw that I had brought back a box of instant noodles, he said happily, "Nanshan, thank you …"

"No need to thank me. First uncle gave me the money."

Tang Shituo acted as if he did not hear my next words, and ignored his uncle, and went to get instant noodles.

His first uncle and Tang Shituo's relationship was a little complicated. Although the two of them had a tacit understanding of each other, they always fought each other out in the open or in the dark.

Yao Loongxu returned to her room to catch up on her sleep, saying that he must notify her if there's anything else she needed to do. She also instructed me to knock on the door, and lock it, while thinking about the scene of Yao Loongxu's beautiful body that day, and how if she didn't lock the door, I would definitely find an opportunity to peek again.

First Uncle was sitting cross-legged on the sofa where I slept, while Tang Shituo was half-lying down on the sofa where he was resting, fiddling with his phone. I really wanted to take his phone and see what secrets it held.

I leaned against the sofa, feeling a little sleepy. I really didn't get a good rest on the train, and I didn't know the path of the illusion. Now that I've finally returned home, sleep strikes me …

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard Tang Shituo yell, "Something's wrong!"

Immediately opening my eyes, I saw that Tang Shituo and First Uncle were already in position, both of them were looking at the door with a serious expression, I rubbed my eyes and stood up, staring at the door.

Tang Shituo asked. "What smell do you guys smell?"

I sniffed with all my might, as if I could smell something burning. Eldest Uncle also shouted, "It's on fire!"

Tang Shituo waved his hand across the space and the door opened, only to see smoke billowing outside. The three of them rushed out of the room, and looked towards the direction the smoke came from, and saw that their neighbor Lao Dai's house was on fire.

From the outside, the fire didn't seem very fierce. Something had been burned, and smoke was rising in all directions. As my uncle ordered me to call the fire alarm, he rushed back into the house to fetch a bucket of water.

Tang Shituo kicked the door open, then suddenly pulled me and my uncle who was about to rush in: "Be careful, when we kicked the door open, I realized that his house had been tampered, this is not normal smoke, this is smoke from a beacon."

I know that in the past when there was no instant communication device during battles, people would light up beacons to inform people that there was a war and build beacons. The famous "beacons of war" was King You Zhou who, in order to win the favor of the beauties, had ignited beacons to tease the nobles.

It's just that Uncle Dai was just an ordinary person, how could his family possibly burn beacons?

The three of us entered the room vigilantly. There was basically no bright fire in the room, but the thick smoke was everywhere. The three of us split up and searched for the Uncle Dai.

First Uncle carried Uncle Dai out of the room, and I started to water him everywhere. A few minutes later, the fire alarm arrived and brought us to the safe zone.

Uncle Dai also slowly woke up. When he saw us, he immediately cried out, "Mr Heeming, thank you for saving my life …"

"Lao Dai, what's going on with this fire?"

"How the hell would I know? I was lying in bed smoking when I suddenly felt my vision go black, and then I didn't know anything. In my dazed state, I could smell smoke choking my nose, but I couldn't move at all until you guys went in to get me out. Ai, what the heck is going on …"

One of the fire squad members came over and comforted her, "Big Bro, it's good that you're fine. Your family's fire is not big, so the damage you've caused is limited. Don't be sad anymore. Pay attention to the fire prevention and don't lie on the bed smoking."

According to the investigation conducted by the members of the fire police team, they determined that the cause of the fire was because Uncle Dai was lying on the bed smoking. As a result, they fainted and the cigarette butt ignited the bed, taking the opportunity to ignite the carpet and ignite the fire.

But the problem was, the situation of the Uncle Dai was a little special. The Uncle Dai would run around the district every morning, with an incomparable amount of physical fitness, making it impossible for him to faint all of a sudden. Furthermore, how could the people who fainted consciously know about the fire and how their first uncle saved him yet not be able to move?

Tang Shituo had said that this was no ordinary smoke, it was just smoke from a beacon. Although the smoke was coming from all directions, the fire was not strong.

We checked on the houses in Uncle Dai, only to find that the walls were blackened and a few pieces of wooden furniture were slightly damaged, but now we can't stay anymore, Uncle Dai has to stay at his relatives' place and thank us non-stop. If we didn't save Uncle Dai in time, he would have choked to death already.

When they returned home,'s first uncle frowned, while Tang Shituo continued to play with his phone.

"Lao Dai's family's fire is very strange. The role of the beacon should be to spread the news, but who did this? In this society, who would use a beacon to send a message? It's impossible for people with Tianlun Platform to be so outdated. "

I am also very confused. To use this method to spread the news, not to mention whether the accuracy of the information can be guaranteed, just looking at the minute results, it isn't something an intelligent person should do.

The Tianlun Platform shouldn't be poor, one hundred years ago they moved a coffin full of fine gold and fine silver, is it difficult to buy a phone?

Furthermore, looking at the current known Seventh Master, Sixth Master, Lee Shen and Fourth Master Yin Zhengyuan, they all have legal identities, and are not people who hide in dark places and lose sight of the sun.

"Uncle, Uncle Dai said that he could smell the smoke, but he could not move."

"I don't know. It might be some kind of spell that can imprison the body, or it might be a ghost-press."

If Uncle Dai's family's smoke is really caused by Tianlun Platform, and is really here to notify the nearby Tianlun Platform people to attack us, then our current situation isn't very safe.

After going through the fire at Uncle Dai's house, the three of them did not dare to be careless.

Until the afternoon, there was nothing abnormal. No one came to deal with us, nor were there any evil things.

Could it be that, if Uncle Dai's body was not good enough to faint, after igniting the fire he was pressed onto the bed by a ghost, and his family's carpet material happened to be able to trigger the effect of a beacon?

This is too damn coincidental, I don't believe it.

Eldest Uncle and Tang Shituo sat up at the same time and stared at the door before looking at each other. Then, Eldest Uncle said, "Nanshan, open the door."

Opening the door, I saw an old man in ragged clothes. He had wrinkles all over his face and his eyes were cloudy.

Judging from his appearance, this old man should be a scavenger. He was emitting a rancid smell. Who knew how long it had been since he last took a bath?

"Gramps, who are you looking for?"

The old man pointed at his ears and said in an indistinct voice, "What did you say?"

I thought to myself that the old man might be a little deaf, so I raised my voice and said, "Gramps, who are you looking for?"

The old man shook his head in confusion, then pointed to his ears and said, "Come closer, I can't hear you clearly …"

Seeing the old man lean over to listen, I leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Elder …"

Before I could finish my sentence, the old man had already grabbed me by the neck and pushed me down like a bolt of lightning.

Being controlled by others, I used my elbow to support the old man's body as I shouted, "Uncle Tang, save me …"

Just as I shouted, I felt the strength on my neck loosen. I struggled free from the old man's restraints and saw that Tang Shituo had suddenly appeared behind the old man, grabbing his wrist with one hand.

Only then did Eldest Uncle come behind me. He sized up the old man and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

The old man's wrist was grabbed by Tang Shituo, so he reckoned that Tang Shituo used a lot of strength. The old man was in so much pain that he grimaced and said in a trembling voice, "Let go, it's painful, it's painful …"

Tang Shituo did not let go. Seeing the veins on his hand bulging, it seemed to have increased his strength.

First uncle: "Tang, you decide."

Saying that, First Uncle pulled me inside the house, and just as he was about to close the door, the old man opened his mouth and said: "Wait, may I ask if you are Mr Heeming?"

His first uncle stopped halfway through the door and nodded. "That's right. You are?"

The old man squeezed out a bitter laugh and said: "Oh, it's really Mr Heeming, really Mr Heeming …"

However, the old man didn't reveal his identity, nor did he state his intentions, nor did he apologize for injuring me. He only repeated his words, "It really is the Mr Heeming …"

Just by looking at the strength of this old man's arm around my neck, I could tell that he was no pushover. He had already buried half of the coffin, yet he was still so ruthless.

First Uncle continued, "If there's nothing else, Tang, take care of him."

After saying that, First Uncle suddenly closed the door, and a few screams came from the old men outside. I thought to myself that it would be fine to teach him a lesson, but this old man had used his old arms and legs, don't even mention touching porcelain, he was afraid that Tang might not know how to act properly, so he asked First Uncle, "Nothing will happen, right?"

His first uncle said, "It's up to you, Tang. This old fellow didn't help us just now, if it wasn't for the fact that Tang and I were at home, you might have had your neck twisted off by him."

I nodded, knowing that my First Uncle's words were true. This old fellow was too strong, I was caught off guard and got hugged by his neck. If it wasn't for Tang's help, I might have already died.

However, he had some doubts in his heart. Who was this old man? I have never offended anyone, why is he so vicious the moment he attacked? And why did his first uncle not investigate the background of the old man clearly and just let Tang deal with it himself? If Tang really didn't care and killed the old fellow, it would be troublesome.