Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 97 - : The Ancestor Wants a Fortune Cat

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: The Ancestor Wants a Fortune Cat

Zhang Meijuan knew that the old Taoist she was acquainted with really had some abilities.

But looking at the young girl’s age,

even if she had started cultivating from the womb, she likely wasn’t as skilled as the old Taoist.

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

But that statement sounded unreliable.

She subconsciously said, “Since the old Abbot is no longer here, then let’s forget it. I, I will think of another way myself.”

“You came to find the old Taoist to look for someone?”, Jiangli interrupted her as she was about to leave, “To find your husband, to be precise, to find the culprit who harmed your husband?”

Zhang Meijuan was shocked and exclaimed, “How… how do you know?”

“There’s a scar on your marriage palace, and next to it is a black mole; the black mole is an ominous sign. White mist curls around your temples as if white flowers are laced through your hair, which is indicative of mourning.”, Jiangli explained, “This shows that your husband must have died recently. But the hatred in your eyes is not directed at your husband, so it is possible that your husband died an unnatural death and you hate the person who killed him, right?”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Meijuan’s eyes reddened and she nodded repeatedly, taking two quick steps forward, “Just as you said! Three days ago, my husband died. He was in a car accident on a rainy day and was hit by someone. The person who caused the accident fled the scene, resulting in my husband not being saved in time. The surveillance camera on that stretch of road was broken, and we couldn’t find the driver at fault. So I wanted to ask the old Abbot to see if he could help me find the murderer! Abbot, since you’ve figured it all out, do you also know who harmed my husband?”

“Husband?” Jiangli raised an eyebrow.

Zhang Meijuan, wiping the corners of her eyes, said, “Yes, my husband Qiang Hongtao.”

She said this subconsciously.

Without even thinking, why Jiangli would suddenly ask such a question.

“Where was the car accident? Take me to see.”, Jiangli said as she walked outside.

Hope flickered in Zhang Meijuan’s eyes. She had only come here to ask the old Taoist for help. She didn’t even know if the old Taoist would agree or when he could make the time.

Yet she hadn’t expected to run into Jiangli, who agreed to accompany her right away.

Zhang Meijuan was immensely grateful and quickly followed Jiangli out.

“Abbot, I truly thank you. If we can really find the person who killed my husband, I will definitely reward Jiaoyang Temple generously.”, Zhang Meijuan said excitedly.

Jiangli glanced at the toy in her hand, “A generous reward is not necessary. If we indeed find the murderer, I only want the toy you’re holding in your hand.”

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Zhang Meijuan was taken aback, looking incredulously at the toy in her hand, a ceramic Maneki-neko.

She was reluctant to part with it, clutching the Maneki-neko tightly, “This… this was the last gift my husband left me. Abbot… could you perhaps choose something else? Anything else, a house, car, money, all can be arranged just so long as I can keep this item.”

Zhang Meijuan looked at the Maneki-neko in her hand, her eyes welling up with tears as she murmured.

Yet, this ceramic Maneki-neko was not shattered in the accident but was preserved intact.