Chapter 66 Rescuing a Life

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Seeing that the old woman's words seemed entirely sincere, Yang Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

He had initially worried that she might blindly shield her grandson, but it now appeared his concerns were misplaced.

"Grandma, since this matter has nothing to do with you, you should stay out of it," Yang Xuan advised. "Things are quite stirred up outside right now. You had better leave as soon as possible to avoid getting drawn into this trouble."

"I understand, Master Lin. Thank you." With those words, the old woman left the place.

Yang Xuan devoted himself to digging up Huang Daya's remains to give her a proper burial, leaving the investigation of Huang Yuhang's case to the police.

By the time he finished, the sky was already growing pale with dawn.

Yang Xuan placed Huang Daya's remains into the grave and set her photograph beside the tombstone.

"Daya, rest in peace. I believe you will find much greater happiness in another world," Yang Xuan murmured to himself.

With that done, Yang Xuan followed the same procedure to handle Huang Erya's remains.

The ghosts of the two sisters stood right beside Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan directly summoned the possession of King Yama, holding the Book of Life and Death in his hand.

"Considering that the two of you were murdered and persecuted, your unfulfilled lifespan in this lifetime will be added to your next. Furthermore, in your next life, you will once again be sisters in a happy family."

This was the advantage of King Yama's possession.

When Huang Daya and Huang Erya saw Yang Xuan, he seemed like a completely different person. One second they were filled with confusion, and the next, feeling the overwhelming aura of King Yama, they were struck with utter astonishment.

The two hurriedly knelt and kowtowed to Yang Xuan.

"Master Lin, thank you so much for avenging us." Neither of them had expected Yang Xuan to possess such incredible abilities, let alone the power to borrow the Book of Life and Death.

At the same time, they felt a sense of lingering dread and fortune.

Fortunately, neither of them had ever offended Yang Xuan.

Otherwise, their fate would likely have been the total scattering of their souls.

Yang Xuan smiled, waving his hand to signal them to stand. "The two of you only need to cultivate diligently. When your merits are fulfilled, your bond will be continued in another life."

"Master Lin, we will remember your words."

The two stepped through the gate of reincarnation. Seeing that everything was finally settled, Yang Xuan finally relaxed.

Previously, he had always been performing rituals and catching ghosts.

This time, however, he had sought justice for the dead, giving Yang Xuan a rather surreal feeling.

Whether it was Huang Yuhang, Huang Erya, or Huang Daya, their plights were deeply intertwined with his own.

That was why Yang Xuan had chosen to help without the slightest hesitation.

This could also be considered accumulating hidden virtues and doing good deeds.

Besides...

Looking at the one hundred thousand merit points rewarded by the system, Yang Xuan beamed with joy. He had been worrying about a lack of merit points, never expecting this task to come with such generous extra rewards.

Just at that moment, a piercing screech of tires rent the air, followed immediately by a violent crash.

"Bang—!"

The entire mountain peak seemed to tremble.

"What's happening?" Yang Xuan quickly looked toward the source of the sound.

Little Fatty was equally clueless. "I have no idea."

The two exchanged glances and hurried toward the direction of the noise.

At this moment, about five hundred meters away from Yang Xuan, a sedan lay overturned by the roadside. Its doors were wide open, the interior of the driver's cabin was in complete ruins, and a middle-aged man lay flat on his back in a pool of blood.

The other vehicle involved had already fled the scene.

Yang Xuan frowned, quickly approaching the scene to check the man's injuries.

The man's chest was caved in, and his face had turned a purplish-blue color; it was obvious he was beyond saving.

"What should we do, Brother Xuan?" Little Fatty was terrified.

"Don't panic, save him first," Yang Xuan said in a deep voice. He hurriedly redeemed a comprehensive manual of medical science, then spent another thousand merit points to obtain a set of silver needles. Pulling them out, he pierced several acupuncture points on the man's body.

"Hiss—"

The man let out a muffled groan and slowly opened his eyes.

"He's awake! He's awake! Brother Xuan, you're amazing!" Little Fatty shouted excitedly.

"Who are you?" the man asked, a trace of bewilderment in his eyes as if he were trying to piece together what had just happened.

"You've been heavily injured and are very weak right now. You need immediate treatment," Yang Xuan frowned and said.

"Where am I?" the man asked. Suddenly, a flash of imagery surged into his mind, causing his pupils to constrict violently. His expression instantly turned frantic as he stared excitedly at Yang Xuan. "You're Master Lin!"

Yang Xuan nodded slightly. "It's me. I am Yang Xuan."

"Master Yang Xuan, please help me avenge my daughter!" The man struggled to sit up from the ground.

Yang Xuan reached out to stop him. "Your injuries are severe, and you've just been in a car accident. You must rest quietly."

"But my daughter..." Hearing this, the man felt a wave of resentment, but with no other choice, he finally gave up and sighed. "My daughter died a tragic death, so do I not even get a chance to seek revenge?"

"The chance for revenge will definitely come, just not right now." Yang Xuan instinctively frowned. Why was there yet another case?

He had only just joined the Special Operations Division, and cases were rolling in one after another.

"Then what should we do?" The man was frantic with anxiety.

"Tell me what this is all about first," Yang Xuan ultimately relented out of a soft heart.

"My name is Yang Jiangjun, a farmer living nearby," Yang Jiangjun said, holding back his tears. "My daughter hadn't even graduated from university yet. When she came home recently, she was stalked and even dismembered. I received her head, but I have no idea where the rest of her body parts are. I heard from others that Master Lin, you are exceptionally capable—can you help me?"

Hearing this, Yang Xuan could not help but sigh. Those perpetrators were truly unhinged and devoid of conscience to commit such heinous acts.

However, Yang Xuan did not agree immediately.

Looking at Yang Jiangjun, he said, "I can agree to help you find the missing body parts." Here, Yang Xuan paused briefly. "But I have a condition."

"What condition? Just name it. As long as I can do it, I'm willing to do anything," Yang Jiangjun nodded repeatedly.

Yang Xuan smiled faintly. "Answer me a question first: when did you receive your daughter's message, and what was the content?"

Yang Jiangjun frowned in recollection before replying, "It was a little past nine in the evening. My daughter said she wanted to eat candied haws from town, so she went out to buy some. At the time, I even joked with her, saying that now that she was so grown up, she still liked such childish things. She smiled and told me she would always be my little princess..."

"After that... she sent me three photos. The first was a picture of candied haws, the second was a photo of her inside a vehicle, and the third was a picture of her getting out of the car, showing only her back."

At this point, Yang Jiangjun's face turned extremely ugly. "Anyone could tell the third photo was taken by someone else."

Yang Xuan frowned upon hearing this. This truly was a major case.

"Then I called her on her phone, but... shortly after, someone knocked on the door, and that's when I saw my daughter's head."

After listening to Yang Jiangjun's account, Yang Xuan was already able to deduce certain things in his mind.

Although the clues provided by Yang Jiangjun were sparse, that did not matter. As long as there were leads, there was a way forward.