Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 111 - : The Ancestor’s Communication with Fu Shiyan
Chapter 111: Chapter 111: The Ancestor’s Communication with Fu Shiyan
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Zhang Meijuan came out earlier than Jiangli. The police kept Jiangli there and did not let him go.
She waited at the door because she had many more questions for Jiangli.
Seeing Jiangli finally come out, Zhang Meijuan sighed with relief, “Abbot, thankfully you’re out. I thought they had detained you for giving false testimony.”
Jiangli shook his head, “Not at all, just a little issue, it’s all fine now.”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Meijuan’s heart finally settled down, “That’s good to hear. Have the police gone to speak with the people from Chengtian Group yet?”
“Seems like they have, but I don’t know when there will be any news.” Jiangli didn’t ask about that.
He was just there to give testimony.
Now that the matter had been handed over to the police, he left it to them to handle.
As long as the person really existed, he will definitely be found.
Zhang Meijuan said, “Okay, then we’ll wait for news from the police. Abbot, it’s getting late, let me drive you back first.”
“Not just me, but us,” Jiangli pointed to Xia Xin beside him.
Zhang Meijuan noticed Xia Xin for the first time and couldn’t help but ask, “And he is?”
Jiangli responded, “My apprentice.”
Xia Xin, who had yet to speak, “…”
“Apprentice?” Zhang Meijuan looked at Xia Xin, who seemed even older than Jiangli.
Hearing her words, Jiangli added, “To be precise, calling him an apprentice isn’t quite accurate. He’s more like my grand-apprentice.”
Zhang Meijuan, “…”
This was getting more and more preposterous.
Forget it, she couldn’t understand this abbot.
In any case, as long as she knew Jiangli truly had skills.
Zhang Meijuan laughed, “Then let’s get in the car, I’ll drive you back.”
“Thank you.”
Jiangli thanked her and, without being shy about it, headed straight for Zhang Meijuan’s car.
Xia Xin followed, thanking Zhang Meijuan before joining her.
When Jiangli got into the car, he saw Xia Xin heading for the front passenger seat and tapped on the car door, “Come here, sit in the back.”
Xia Xin was momentarily taken aback, not quite understanding, but he followed suit anyway.
Zhang Meijuan got into the driver’s seat and asked, puzzled, “Abbot, is there some taboo about sitting here?”
“He is holding a little ghost. It’s not appropriate for him to sit next to you. You’re pregnant now, so you need to be extra careful,” Jiangli explained.
Xia Xin looked down at Shuaishuai in his arms, only then remembering this and promptly sat down beside Jiangli.
Zhang Meijuan was stunned, “… A little ghost?” Was it the type of ‘little ghost’ she was imagining?
“Yes, a mischievous little spirit, just like your husband. Both were poor souls harmed by others,” Jiangli mentioned in passing.
Zhang Meijuan, initially quite frightened, felt her nose tingle with sadness at Jiangli’s words, “That’s so sad…”
“Now that the truth has come to light, there’s no need to feel sorry for him. Let’s drive,” Jiangli said. “Besides, you don’t just want to take me back, right? If you want to see him again, better hurry up.”
Zhang Meijuan, caught in her thoughts, awkwardly smiled, but it wasn’t a complete surprise to her.
In her eyes, the abbot was truly divine.
Without saying more, she started the car and headed towards Jiaoyang Temple.
Jiangli, sitting in the back seat, had planned to rest with her eyes closed when her phone started ringing.
Picking it up, she saw a message from Fu Shiyan.
It was in simplified Chinese, which she could not fully read, so she asked Xia Xin, “My dear grand-apprentice, what does his message mean?”
Xia Xin, ignoring Jiangli’s form of address, glanced over and said, “Oh, Mr. Fu is asking if we’ve resolved our issue smoothly?”
Jiangli thought that Shuaishuai’s affair had also been resolved thanks to Fu Shiyan’s help, so she recorded a voice message and sent it in the way Xia Xin had taught her earlier.
