The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 127 - 125 These Money is Their Entire Possession

Chapter 127: Chapter 125 These Money is Their Entire Possession

"Not earning money?" Yun Qiuce was puzzled and joked, "Our little money-grubber actually has times when she doesn’t charge."

Yun Qi snorted, puffing her cheeks childishly, "Qi is not a money-grubber."

In the past at Yuqing Mountain, even though whenever she descended the mountain, the elite families in the Capital City would come in droves, that was because those wealthy families were well-informed.

In fact, during those years on the mountain, most of the time she was fortune-telling for ordinary people and poor families, and she didn’t take a penny.

Occasionally, she would take on a few jobs from the wealthy, but they had to be families who hadn’t done anything wrong.

Otherwise, even if you offered her mountains of gold and silver, you wouldn’t hear a single word from her!

While bantering with Yun Qiuce, Housekeeper Liu ushered in a family from out of town.

A middle-aged man supporting an elderly woman with difficulty walking, judging by their faces, they seemed to be mother and son.

Their clothes were very shabby; the man wore work clothes from a construction site, covered in mud and lime, while the old woman’s hair was white, walking shakily, appearing to be in poor spirits.

Yun Qi put away her small scissors and handicrafts, childishly greeting them, "Have a seat, uncle. What brings you to me?"

The man and the old woman looked at the high stools and sofas in the living room, nervously pinching their clothes.

The man said, "No, we’ll just stand. Little Master, we were introduced by someone. We first sought out a well-known Mystical Technique master in Hai City, but he said he couldn’t handle my situation and told me to come to you, saying you are more skilled than him."

"Just call me Qi."

Yun Qi nestled in a high stool, swinging her little legs, arms resting on the armrest, her big eyes blinking, looking like a beautiful doll.

"It’s just a child, can she handle it?" the old lady tugged at her son’s arm and whispered.

"She can! Mom, all the masters I’ve sought said she is more skilled."

The man looked at Yun Qi again, smiling ingratiatingly, afraid Qi would refuse his request.

He took out a leather bag he carried with him, unzipped the broken zipper halfway, and pulled out a tattered bankbook, along with a piece of jade and several ancient coins, pushing them all in front of Yun Qi with a clatter.

"Little Master, this is your reward. The bankbook is a bit worn, but there’s two hundred thousand on it, which we scraped together by borrowing from relatives, and this piece of jade, these ancient coins, have been passed down in the family, they should be worth some money. Do you think it’s enough?"

The middle-aged man wore a flattering smile.

Yun Qi looked down at the pile of items, her clear eyes flickering slightly, then looked up with a childishly serious expression, "It’s enough. I’ll keep the things. What do you want me to do, just say it."

"Qi!" Yun Qiuce called out reproachfully, cupping his hands to whisper in her ear, "I think this family is quite poor, this money might be all they have, so maybe you shouldn’t take it."

Although a wealthy second generation with a carefree attitude, Yun Qiuce was always kind-hearted.

"Uncle, since they’ve offered all they have, it means what they want to request is very important to them. If I don’t accept it, they might fear I wouldn’t be sincere." Qi also cupped her small hand, whispering in Yun Qiuce’s ear.

"Oh, I see." Yun Qiuce understood, withdrew his hand, and said with a smile:

"Wow, you guys are really generous, offering so much money at once. Tell us what it is, Qi and I will give our utmost effort."

Yun Qi awkwardly covered her face—

No need to perform that much!

The Old Master and the old lady glanced disdainfully at their son, flamboyant! The elderly couple provided a simultaneous assessment.

They were both worldly people and knew what Yun Qi was thinking, so they didn’t interfere.

The middle-aged man and the old lady exchanged a glance, wondering if the wealthy families in Hai City were really this clueless about money during these times.

They shouldn’t be.

But getting to the main issue was important, so they didn’t pay attention to Yun Qiuce, and instead, turned to Yun Qi, saying:

"It’s like this, I came to find the Little Master today to ask for help to see when the case of my wife and child being murdered twenty years ago will be solved?"

As the words fell, the living room was silent.

Yun Qi remained calm, as from the man’s face she could already see, his marriage palace was thin, and he had a large mole, a short chin, and a long mid-face, with a deep philtrum; a typical face of middle-aged widowhood, leading a difficult and lonely life.

His children’s palace had certain damages, but fortunately not severe, indicating he had lost a child, but still had other children.

So, in a sweet little voice, she said, "Uncle, if Qi is not mistaken, you have at least two children, possibly three, and you have both a son and a daughter. These two children are very well-behaved and good at studying. You were afraid that remarrying would make them suffer, so you never remarried."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, I have a son and a daughter. My daughter has been good at studying since she was young and got into a combined master’s and doctoral program last year. My son is steadfast and hard-working, learned a trade a couple of years ago, and the family almost relies on him. If it weren’t for these two kids and my old mother, I wouldn’t have been able to hold on all these years."

As the man spoke, he became emotional, unable to stop tears from welling up.

After he calmed his emotions a bit, he detailed the twenty-year-old case.

The man’s name was Liu Qiang, an honest and upright farmer from a rural area in the counties surrounding Hai City. His wife’s name was Zhang Xiuying, and together they had three children after marriage. The eldest was a girl, the second and the youngest were boys.

Twenty years ago, Liu Qiang was working in the fields, Zhang Xiuying had finished cooking at home and took their youngest son to deliver food to her husband in the fields.

However, Liu Qiang waited until three or four in the afternoon, but Zhang Xiuying never showed up.

Uneasy, Liu Qiang gathered a few villagers and searched along the country roads until the latter part of the night, eventually finding Zhang Xiuying’s body in a desolate temple in the wilderness, and later, they searched through the broken temple and found the younger son’s body in a waterhole nearby.

This incident caused a sensation at the time. The town’s police station took it very seriously, almost deploying all their force to investigate and visit, but because the countryside was quite backward at that time, there was no surveillance, and during the busy farming season, you couldn’t see a soul for half a day. Moreover, a single country road connected several surrounding villages, comprising thousands of households. Despite the police going door-to-door, they couldn’t find any critical evidence.

What’s more regrettable was that at the time, Liu Qiang and the young villagers didn’t have the awareness to protect the scene and the bodies. By the time the police took over, the scene had been destroyed, and the bodies were prepared for burial, which meant the police couldn’t find more evidence from the scene or the bodies.

As a result, this case became an unsolved mystery and still hasn’t seen any progress.

It’s said that the old police officer in charge of investigating the case hadn’t given up, but due to the lack of effective leads, even though the police reviewed the case every year, they always came up empty-handed.

Liu Qiang, having no other options, thought of asking a master to help take a look.