White Bone Evolution Guide

Chapter 111 A Fateful Invitation

Zhang Qingguan has arrived.

Having successfully completed his mission, Gu Bai returned to the archives room.

Half an hour later, he took a picture of a file for record.

"Zhuge Buliang, a native of Sichuan Province? Qin Dayou, a native of Jiangcheng?"

Tai Sui looked at the file: "The old Taoist priest in the photo is actually Qin Dayou, who has taken on the identity of Zhuge Buliang?"

Zhuge Buliang, the third grandfather of the orphanage, passed away a year ago.

Qin Dayou, on the other hand, came here a year ago and became the third grandfather.

Tai Sui asked, "Do those two elderly people at the welfare home know about this?"

Gu Bai pondered, "They must have known, since they're the ones who kept these files. If it were a case of impersonation, they would have destroyed Qin Dayou's identity information long ago."

Tai Sui asked, "Then why did they agree? Could it be that they've been controlled by Qin Dayou?"

Gu Bai frowned: "There are no special marks on them. I now suspect that we are overthinking it."

Tai Sui: "Are you overthinking it?"

Gu Bai sighed softly: "If it's someone of the same kind who wants to impersonate another person, there's no need for such trouble. When we get back, I'll ask Gu Qingyi about the Public Security Bureau's investigation into Qin Dayou."

The orphanage was bustling with activity, but Zhang Qingguan was completely bewildered; he had no memory of the orphanage.

However, a phone call to Chen Sandao confirmed that Zhang Qingguan had indeed stayed in the welfare home.

As for why he lost this memory, it was because Zhang Qingguan fell ill during his travels back then, and forgot many things after waking up.

Chen Sandao also donated a lot of money to help the welfare home, which is why it has survived until now; otherwise, it would have been demolished long ago.

Ding Dong

Wang Qing sent a message: "President Gu, things have been rather unsettled lately. I would appreciate it if you could find a powerful deity statue to ward off evil spirits. Please don't use the Xuanwu statue; find another one for me."

"Don't you want Xuanwu?"

"Yes, there are rumors outside that Xuanwu is killing people, so I wouldn't dare to display a Xuanwu statue. You can just change the shape of the statue."

Wang Qing: "Let's get something more powerful, as powerful as possible. I'm in the hotel right now, and I'm on tenterhooks. The new tea has arrived, you should try it too."

Gu Bai: "Okay, I'm back now. Let's talk face-to-face."

Gu Bai glanced at Zhang Qingguan and the others who were chatting with the orphanage staff and greeted them, "President Wang has something to discuss with me, so I'll head back now."

"Brother Bai, I'll go with you," Gu Xiaojiao said quickly.

Yanran said, "I'll go back with you; it's not safe on the way."

"it is good."

The three got into the car, left the orphanage, and returned to the hotel.

Yanran said, "The Bodhisattva wants Zhang Qing to examine her mind. I will protect your safety."

"Thank you," Gu Bai said. "Is Zhang Qingguan out of his mind?"

"Old Turtle actually knew that Zhang Qingguan had suffered a brain injury, but it was not good at it. Bodhisattva examined it carefully and it should be a neurotoxin, similar to what Gu Xiaojiao had suffered. Perhaps it was the same killer."

Yanran said.

Gu Xiaojiao, who was driving, suddenly felt a jolt in his eyelids: "I've really been caught in an undeserved disaster. Wait a minute, Zhang Qingguan was traveling around back then, how many years ago was that?"

"When they were fifteen," Yanran said.

"What about Zhang Qing?" Gu Bai asked.

Yanran replied, "He died while traveling back then. Chen Sandao said that he buried him himself."

Gu Xiaojiao pondered, "Could it be that Zhang Qing became a vengeful ghost after his death and has returned for revenge?"

Yanran rolled her eyes at him: "What are you thinking? If we monsters were born after death, the world would be in chaos long ago. Besides, that old turtle was born with the appearance of a Xuanwu (a mythical tortoise), why would he want to find a Xuanwu to kill?"

Although the monster doesn't know how it was born, it certainly wasn't a living thing that died and became one.

"You'll have to put your minds to the rest," Gu Bai said. "Now I can focus on my business."

"I have to thank you for finding this useful clue," Yanran said. "If we hadn't found the orphanage, we wouldn't have made any progress by now."

Gu Bai refused to take credit: "This is not my achievement. It was all Zhuge Liang's doing that led us here."

Yanran asked in confusion, "Who is Zhuge Buliang?"

"He's a master," Gu Xiaojiao said.

"Master? Isn't his name Qin Dayou?" Yanran asked in surprise.

Gu Xiaojiao was stunned: "What? Qin Dayou? His identity document clearly identifies him as Zhuge Buliang."

Gu Bai sent the file to Yanran: "It was seen at the orphanage. It should be Qin Dayou who took Zhuge Buliang's ID card."

Yanran frowned: "I'll have Gu Qingyi ask about the specifics. As for Qin Dayou himself, the information shows that he's just a pitiful old man who was kicked out by his son. I guess the reason he was able to make such accurate predictions is because of the orphanage incident. He might know something, but he's not some kind of expert."

"Not a master?" Gu Xiaojiao asked in astonishment. "No way, Guo Jin said he was a grandmaster of martial arts, with superb skills in all kinds of martial arts."

"Whether he's a grandmaster or not, I don't know; I'm more inclined to believe it's a coincidence."

Yanran said, "We also suspected that he might be a master, but after considering various factors, we ultimately ruled him out. He's not like Zhang Yijun, who collaborates with monsters."

"How did you rule it out?" Gu Bai asked.

"Whether they are martial arts masters or possess strange and monstrous qualities, they cannot be controlled by that unfilial son who thinks about going back to retire every day."

Yanran scoffed, "His son has already kicked him out, yet he still thinks about that unfilial son. If he really had martial arts skills, wouldn't he teach them to his son?"

"Not to mention monsters, it's impossible for them to coexist with such a person. If a monster has a son who sucks its blood, the first thing it would do is eat that son. Would it be able to control him?"

Gu Bai pondered, "Could it be that they're deliberately hiding it? The monster wouldn't care about these valuables."

"There's no need for that. He was just a burden to his family, forced to commit suicide. It wouldn't be difficult to do it without leaving a trace." Yanran shook her head and said, "That old bastard is overthinking things. He thinks there might be something wrong, but I think Qin Dayou is just an old man who wants to make some money."

"Right now, he's still thinking about earning 300,000 yuan to treat his son's unbroken leg and go back to retire; if there really were some kind of monster that even an old turtle couldn't detect, would he put up with this?"

Gu Bai remained silent, realizing he was overthinking things.

Even if they hide their abilities, once they have the skills, why worry about retirement?

If one is blessed with supernatural powers and one's lifespan is extended, how could one be manipulated by that unfilial son?

If it were him, he would have already cleaned things up and lived a carefree life on his own.

Tai Sui: "You old bastard, you're just like me, overthinking things."

Gu Bai: "Perhaps it's a common problem from living in the human world for so long. Anyway, if there's any suspicion from that old turtle, it's always that old turtle who steps in first when there's a problem."

Tai Sui: "Then... if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move."

Yanran's voice rang out again: "Don't give him any more money; in the end, it's just that ungrateful wretch who benefits."

Gu Bai smiled and said, "He provided such an important clue, aren't you going to give him a reward?"

"It's impossible to give 300,000. Just donate it to the welfare home." Yanran said, "Your money doesn't come from thin air. If he eats and drinks it himself, that's fine, but if it's given to an ungrateful wretch, I'll feel disgusted."

Gu Xiaojiao chimed in, "Yes, it's not fair that ingrate should benefit. Whoever benefits, it shouldn't benefit."

Just as Gu Bai was about to speak, his phone received a message from the old Taoist priest: "The bell of destiny has rung. You are the first mortal favored by destiny. Tonight, in the bamboo forest three miles from the hotel, destiny will bestow its gift."

"Hmm? An invitation from fate?"