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There are no impervious walls in the world.

The news that the Ling family carved a wooden plaque from precious dark wood and engraved a certain name spread like wildfire in the circle, and there were various speculations——

"I heard that I was raising a kid. Not long ago, Director Ling went on a business trip to Southeast Asia. Didn't he meet a certain Nanyang master? It was the trick that the master personally gave me!"

"The Ling family is at its peak. Is it necessary to use these devious methods?"

"Who wants too much money?"

"How come I heard that Director Ling had an illegitimate daughter, but she died some time ago! The name on the wooden sign is the name of the little daughter!"

"Haha, if it is an illegitimate daughter, can Mrs. Ling be so generous as to donate her collection of gloomy wood?"

"That's right."

"I heard a theory that the name engraved on the wooden plaque was a benefactor of the Ling family, but he passed away not long ago. The Ling family asked an expert to do it, hoping to give this benefactor's descendants great wealth! Gloomy Wood It’s a magic weapon!”

"If it's true, then the Ling family has feelings and righteousness."

"The Ling family's reputation has always been very good."

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Suspenseful and horror style, bloody wealthy style, warm and touching style... Rumors have various versions.

In fact, to sum up, no one believes that the Ling family's move of taking out the rare golden nanmu and making wooden plaques has no meaning behind it!
How is this possible?There is something fishy, ​​there is definitely something fishy!They have to find out!
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As the rumors spread more and more widely, after changing hands several times, they became more and more deviated from their original appearance and became beyond recognition.

Until this wind of rumors blew into the metaphysical world and reached the ears of Cen Guang'an, the Prime Minister of Maiyi.

The person who told Cen Guangan about this matter was one of his juniors in the metaphysics world.

Young people, only in their 30s, are always a little more out-of-the-box and like to pay attention to such miscellaneous gossip.

However, as a person in the field of metaphysics, this junior specializes in the field of metaphysics, so he knows that the rumors are somewhat exaggerated.

So when I talked to Cen Guangan, it was in a sarcastic and critical tone:

"...There are really all kinds of monsters and monsters coming out these days. How about using gloomy wood as a wooden plaque to carve names? Are you really not afraid that that person can't bear it and will cause trouble! By the way, uncle, I remember that you have a good relationship with the two elders of the Ling family? Is this right? Why didn't you remind them? The good Yinchenmu was wasted like this!"

The junior shook his head in regret.

Cen Guangan listened thoughtfully.

He is an old man with rich experience. He knows that this kind of news, which has been passed through eight hundred times, must be squeezed out of excess water before he can listen to it.

Among all kinds of rumors, Cen Guangan extracted a few constant keywords——

Gloomy wood, wooden sign, engraved name...

Is this an offering to immortals?

Cen Guangan was quiet for a moment, thinking about his friendship with the Ling family over the years, he couldn't sit still.

He stood up quickly, said hello to the junior, and hurried out.

The first thing he did was to dial the number of his friend Mr. Ling.

Mr. Ling was very surprised by this call:
"What? Is this happening? I don't know!"

Cen Guang'an became increasingly anxious and quickly explained the stakes to Mr. Ling.

Mr. Ling, who had been retired for several years and had no interest in world affairs, became anxious and immediately said that he would contact his son Ling Zhicheng to ask about the matter in detail.

Cen Guangan comforted him in a deep voice:
"Don't be anxious. It's only been two days, so it won't cause any big trouble."

Mr. Ling sighed:
"Hey, I have to leave this matter to you."

Cen Guangan didn’t take it seriously:
"It's easy to say. We are probably old friends. It's just a matter of a few steps. I'm in the neighboring city right now and I'll be at your house in two hours!" After hanging up the phone, Cen Guang'an immediately rushed to the Ling family's old house!

The old man and his wife of the Ling family live in the Yanjing Siheyuan, which is very expensive to have a quiet place in the middle of the hustle and bustle.

Cen Guang'an has been here many times, and he is familiar with the roads along the way.

When he arrived, Ling Zhicheng had already arrived for almost 10 minutes.

10 minutes is enough for Mr. Ling to bring up the matter of the Gloomy Wood Fairy Card and question it.

It was obvious that the father and son were not having a pleasant conversation.

When Cen Guang'an entered the main room, the two of them were sitting face to face, but neither of them looked at the other.

When Mr. Ling saw Cen Guangan, he stood up excitedly and cursed angrily:
"Master Cen, you're here! Come and help me scold this traitor! You actually told me, old man, to stay out of his own business!"

"Dad, please stop talking nonsense, okay? Who told you not to meddle in other people's business? I mean I know what's going on."

Ling Zhicheng expressed helplessness at his father's twisting of the meaning of his words.

Afterwards, he also stood up and nodded to Cen Guangan:
"Master Cen, you are here."

The attitude was as respectful as ever.

But that look in his eyes... Cen Guang'an seemed to see a hint of complaint?
Cen Guang'an practiced the art of physiognomy and often dealt with the three religions and nine schools. He was very sensitive to certain emotions, just like a human spirit.

He immediately understood that he was in trouble.

Cen Guangan was a little annoyed.

As the famous Ma Yi Shenxiang in the world, he is treated as a distinguished guest and distinguished guest wherever he goes...

This is the first time that Cen Guangan has been accused of being nosy!
To be honest, Cen Guang'an also had his arrogance, and he immediately wanted to leave and let go.

But he could see his old friend's body trembling with anger, and the unexplained curiosity in his heart.

Cen Guangan suppressed his impulse and asked in a calm tone:

"Did I guess wrong that the gloomy wood you took is not for enshrining the fairy cards? Or is there a reason why your father and I don't know about it?"

Ling Zhicheng also noticed the subtle sarcasm in Cen Guangan's attitude and sighed:
"Master Cen is right, we are indeed here to enshrine the immortal tablets."

Cen Guangan frowned.

In his impression, Ling Zhicheng was a very steady and prudent person, and his old friend had always been proud of his son's temperament.

Therefore, Ling Zhicheng would never make fun of his family's fate and future at will!

Cen Guangan said meaningfully:

"It seems there is something we don't know about here."

Mr. Ling was so anxious that he slapped the table:

"What's the matter? I heard you mention it before, Master Cen, when offering immortal tablets. They always do more harm than good, and the descendants of the family will have to pay a huge price! People offer immortal tablets only when they are desperate and have no other choice. What do we, the Ling family, lack? Zhicheng, Zhicheng, I have warned you before, keep your heart and don’t be driven by desires! What did you do in the end? It totally disappoints me!"

Cen Guangan repeatedly comforted his old friend:

"Don't worry yet, listen to what Zhicheng has to say."

Ling Zhicheng nodded slightly and said calmly:
"I have also heard about the price of offering sacrifices to immortals. It is easy for the descendants of the family to be entangled in karma and not end up well. But what if we are offering sacrifices to real immortals?"

Mr. Ling didn’t believe it at all:
"What kind of real immortality? Where did the real immortality come from in this world? You have been deceived!"

Cen Guang'an's eyes suddenly flashed, and he couldn't help but lean forward:
"Wait! Tell me specifically!"