Sheriff Uncle, open the door quickly! I've come to solve a case!

Du Hong suddenly realized: "So that's how the talismans in the incense burner are used!"

Zhou's mother completely lost her mind, desperately covering her head: "That's not true! That's not true! You're talking nonsense!"

"They're the ones who killed my son!"

"My Xiaoyu! My Xiaoyu!"

Although she was crying and complaining, wasn't that an admission that they were the ones who did what Bai Zhizhi said?

"So it was you who killed my daughter!" Wang's mother rushed forward and punched and kicked Zhou's mother.

Only then did Zhou's mother begin to regret her actions, and her crying grew louder and louder.

Why did she do that?

Even without the talisman, Zhou Tianyu could still get into university.

Driven by her own desires, she brought misfortune upon Zhou Tianyu, causing the death of someone else's daughter and ultimately her own son.

Before Bai Zhizhi arrived, she saw that Wang Yao had committed suicide, and then she saw her own son commit suicide as well. She once thought that Wang Yao's parents had used the same method to kill their son.

She never imagined that Zhou Tianyu had actually committed suicide.

The Queen Mother beat her until her face was bruised and swollen, and Zhou's mother, exhausted, cried incessantly.

Not only that, Bai Zhizhi wouldn't hold back for the villains: "You harmed innocent children, and you will soon be punished and go to hell. You will have to go through eighty-one tribulations, and each level will peel off your skin, so that you will never be reincarnated."

Zhou's mother and father were so frightened that they trembled all over.

Because they suddenly remembered who the little girl in front of them was.

Isn't she the little fairy who went viral online two years ago?

So what Bai Zhizhi said is true; they really will not have a good death.

"Little immortal, where is my daughter's body?" The Queen Mother knelt before Bai Zhizhi, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Don't worry, I will find my sister." Bai Zhizhi calmly comforted her.

As she spent more time with Qin Qingzhou, her every move gradually became similar to his. This little girl had already begun to see Qin Qingzhou's cold demeanor.

Du Hong stepped forward: "Then you guys go find the body first, I'll handle things here?"

"Okay, thank you, Uncle." Bai Zhizhi and Qin Qingzhou disappeared down the corridor in the next second.

Everyone around was stunned.

At first, I didn't really believe that Bai Zhizhi could actually use Taoist magic, but after he disappeared, I started to believe it even if I didn't.

Bai Zhizhi and Qin Qingzhou appeared at the entrance of a very popular temple. The temple was bustling with activity, and even though it was a weekday, many people came to offer incense.

"Is the body here?"

"Yes." Bai Zhizhi walked directly into the temple and slowly walked to the last building.

The last building is sealed off; worshippers cannot go there.

Bai Zhizhi used his Taoist magic to open the lock and went inside.

Upon opening the wooden door, the scene that greeted Qin Qingzhou left him speechless.

There were many corpses hanging from the ceiling of the Taoist temple, both men and women, and one of them must be Wang Yao's.

Underneath the corpse sat a bald monk.

"This is a sacred temple ground; entry is prohibited. Worshippers are requested to offer incense in the front courtyard."

"You'll suffer a terrible death if you cheat people out of their offerings!" Bai Zhizhi didn't hesitate and immediately transformed into immortal dust to strike.

To everyone's surprise, the bald monk didn't move; he simply waved his hand to block Bai Zhizhi's attack.

Who are you?

"I am a messenger from heaven, here to take you away!"

"You?"

The bald monk twirled the prayer beads in his hand, and the corpses on the ceiling began to move, like puppets on strings, struggling to attack Bai Zhizhi.

Bai Zhizhi could not harm the corpses and could only barely fight the bald monk.

"Heavenly Thunder Strike!" Bai Zhizhi shouted angrily.

The sky suddenly changed, with dark clouds gathering and lightning flashing and thunder roaring.

"It's you!"

The bald monk finally recognized Bai Zhizhi.

"Boom!"

Bolts of lightning struck down, shattering him into pieces.

The Buddhist beads on his body all turned into human eyeballs and fell to the ground, while his cultivation was completely shattered, and he fell straight to the ground.

After the bald monk died, the corpses that had become puppets gradually came back to life.

It's less about living and more about the soul finding consciousness.

They are still dead.

"My body hurts so much..."

"Where is this?"

These people were all seventeen-year-old corpses like Wang Yao, tricked into hanging themselves, and became the monk's puppets.

Bai Zhizhi explained the current situation to them, and they all began to cry.

"I can still help you," Bai Zhizhi comforted them.

"What?"

"The monks have left their teachings on you. You are no longer ghosts or humans, so you can choose to cultivate and thus remain in the human world."

"Cultivation?" Wang Yao frowned, somewhat worried. "But... Mom and Dad will be scared if they see us like this."

"Whether you're scared or not isn't up to you, it's up to your parents. Why don't you come back with me and try? If your parents are afraid of your sister, then your sister can go to Xuanqing Temple to cultivate. The people there won't be afraid of your sister."

"This..." Wang Yao thought for a moment, gritted her teeth, and took a step forward: "I want to cultivate, I want to stay by my parents' side."

Others also stepped forward.

"I also want to cultivate myself, and I want to travel to many places."

"I want to get into a good university."

"Okay, then I'll take you home."

Bai Zhizhi took a step towards Wang Yao and stretched out her small hand: "Sister, I'll take you back to find your father and mother."

Wang Yao was very afraid that her parents would dislike her, and she was very conflicted, but her desire to see her parents outweighed her fear.

She still held Bai Zhizhi's hand.

Bai Zhizhi used a talisman, and they were teleported back to the apartment building.

They hadn't been gone long; the corridor was still crowded with onlookers, and the King's parents were crying their eyes out.

Bai Zhizhi appeared with Wang Yao, and everyone screamed in fright when they saw Wang Yao.

"A ghost!"

The moment Wang's parents saw Wang Yao, tears welled up in their eyes again. Ignoring whether Wang Yao was a ghost or not, they staggered to their feet and hugged her tightly, crying, "Yao Yao!"

They received something tangible, not something virtual.

This is really Yao Yao!

"Mom and Dad."

Wang Yao called out to them.

Zhou's parents were also stunned; Bai Zhizhi had actually managed to save Wang Yao.

Then wouldn't their children also...?

Zhou's parents knelt before Bai Zhi, kowtowing frantically until their heads were red and swollen.

"Little deity, please save my Xiaoyu too!"

"Our Xiaoyu can't die! He's innocent!"

"Please, little fairy! I'll give you anything you want, I'll give you any amount of money you need!"

However, Bai Zhizhi simply shook them off, making them completely give up hope.

"It's not that I didn't want to save him, but your son died to bear the consequences of your sins, and there's no going back."

"From now on, your family must do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and must not do evil. Otherwise, your son will not even have the chance to be reincarnated."