The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 97 The Ancestor Wants a Lucky Cat
The old Taoist priest Zhang Meijuan knew was really capable.

But judging by the age of the little girl in front of her.

Even if she started practicing in the womb, she might not be as good as an old Taoist priest.

Zhang Meijuan didn't know where she got the courage to say so confidently that she was more reliable than the old Taoist priest.

But it doesn't sound right when you hear it.

She subconsciously said: "Since the old temple master is gone, forget it, I, I will figure out a solution myself."

"You came to the old Taoist priest to find someone?" Jiang Li interrupted her leaving, "To find your husband, to be precise, to find the culprit who killed your husband?"

Zhang Meijuan was startled and said in astonishment, "You... how do you know?"

"Your husband and wife palace has a scar, and there is a black mole next to it. The mole is ominous, and the white air around the sideburns is like white flowers hanging in the hair. It is for mourning." Jiang Li explained: "This proves that your husband should have died soon. But there is hatred hidden in your brows and eyes, it should not be towards your husband, then it is possible that your husband died unexpectedly, and you hate the person who killed him, right?"

When Zhang Meijuan heard this, her eyes were red, she nodded again and again, and took two steps forward quickly, "It's just like what you said! Three days ago, my husband passed away. It was a rainy day when I was hit by a car accident, but the other party ran away. , causing my husband to die due to untimely medical treatment, but the monitoring on that section of the road was broken, and the driver who caused the accident could not be found at all, so I wanted to ask the old temple master to see if he could help me find the murderer! Temple master, since you You can see everything, do you also know who killed my husband?"

"Husband?" Jiang Li raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Meijuan wiped her eyes, "It's my husband Jiang Hongtao."

She said so subconsciously.

I didn't even think about why Jiang Li would ask such a question suddenly.

"Where did he get into a car accident, take me to see." Jiang Li said as he walked out.

Zhang Meijuan's eyes showed a little expectation. She came here this time just to ask the old Taoist priest for help, and she didn't know if the old Taoist priest would be willing, or when she would be able to spare time.

But he didn't expect to meet Jiang Li, so he immediately agreed to go with her.

Zhang Meijuan was very grateful, and quickly followed Jiangli out.

"Monastery Master, thank you very much. If I can really find the murderer who killed my husband, I will definitely thank Jiaoyang Temple again." Zhang Meijuan said excitedly.

Jiang Li glanced at the doll in her hand, "You don't need to thank me again, if you really find the murderer, I only want the doll in your hand."

Zhang Meijuan froze for a moment, and looked at the toy in her hand in astonishment, which was a ceramic beckoning cat.

She was a little reluctant, and clenched the lucky cat in her hand, "This... This is the last gift my husband left me, Guanzhu... Can you change it to another one, no matter what it is, the house, the car money, etc. All right, just leave this thing to me."

Looking at the lucky cat in her hand, Zhang Meijuan's eyes turned red, and she murmured.

"I usually save money, and I like to use all kinds of lucky cat piggy banks. Every time my husband goes on a business trip or anniversaries, he will buy me a lucky cat. It is like this every time. This time also No exception. It was my birthday in two days, just in time for him to come back from a business trip, so he brought me a beckoning cat from another place. This is really the most important thing for me now..."

It is also strange to say.

The car accident was so serious that Jiang Hongtao didn't have time to make it to the hospital.

However, this ceramic lucky cat was not broken in a car accident, but remained intact.

(End of this chapter)