Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 337 Three-Day Soul Return Art

After listening to her, all the people present showed a look of astonishment on their faces. If this is really the case, it is indeed a bit unusual.

Liu Baichuan's expression also became gloomy, and he turned to look at Liu Baifa.

"Oh, Zimei, it's really frightening that you met a killer in Burma."

Liu Baifa said, "If this is the case, I can only call it a coincidence. You see, I have been there so many times and I have never met a killer. When you go, you will meet the killer.

As for why you were asked to go to Myanmar to participate in the public offering this time, the second uncle said that the lumbar disc herniated a few days ago and couldn't stand the bumps. It just got better in the past two days. "

"Let's not talk about this in advance, so what's the matter with Wang Liang and Ma Quan? They admit that you ordered everything."

Liu Zimei said angrily, "As the Liu family, you actually instigated Yuan Shi's consultant to dig a corner of your own house. In order to take the position of the president, you really did everything you can."

"Nonsense, they actually said that I ordered it. This is simply planting the blame." Liu Baifa said angrily, "I am also from the Liu family. How could they do such a thing? Since they said I ordered it, then Evidence must be produced."

Liu Minghao continued with a proud face, "Liu Zimei, I know what you think.

You want to say that our father and son were the ones who found the killer, and that we were the ones behind the emerald market, and even thought that we were the ones who killed Grandpa.

You can think whatever you want, but now is a society ruled by law, you have to give evidence for everything, and you have to show evidence if you have the ability. "

"I……"

Liu Zimei was at a loss for words. Now she almost believed that these things were done by Liu Baifa and his son, but she didn't have any evidence.

The members of the Black Wind Mercenary Group were all dead. Although Wang Liang and Wang Liang could testify, the evidence was still too thin, and Liu Baifa and the other two could deny it completely.

As for Liu Fengjiang's death, it is indeed just a speculation up to now, and there is no evidence at all.

"There is no evidence, right?" Liu Minghao pouted and said, "I think these are all fabricated by you, there is no such thing as a killer, otherwise you would have come back alive.

The remaining two things are completely throwing dirty water on our father and son. I understand what you think. You are jealous that Grandpa handed over the entire Liu family to me, and that you are not a man.

But there is no way, the fact is like this, the current president is me, not you! "

Liu Zimei's eyes burst into flames with anger: "Just wait, I'll get someone to test Grandpa right now, I don't believe I won't find your flaws."

Liu Baifa spread his hands: "Whatever, anyway, the old man's bones are not cold yet, if you want to let him leave unsafely, you can do whatever you want, I don't care."

"You wait, I'll call someone now."

Extremely furious, Liu Zimei took out her mobile phone and was about to call for an autopsy, but was stopped by Song Haotian's hand.

"It's useless."

He could tell that Liu Baifa and his son were completely confident, which meant that the poison the other party had injected was very strange, and the current methods could not detect it at all.

Once the autopsy fails, the Liu family father and son will be even more proud. On the contrary, they will label Liu Zimei as a disturber of the dead, and they will be unable to turn around if they want to stay in the future.

"Little brother, what do you think I should do?"

When the matter developed to this point, Liu Zimei didn't know what to do, so she could only pin her hopes on Song Haotian.

In her opinion, this man is omnipotent, and there is no difficulty that cannot be solved.

Liu Minghao became more and more complacent: "Liu Zimei, stop being hypocritical. If you want to pour dirty water on our father and son, you have to show evidence. Without evidence, it's useless to say anything."

Liu Baifa put on a good-natured face: "Girl, I know you feel bad about losing the position of president, but there's nothing you can do about it. This is what your grandfather meant, and no one can change it."

There are two fathers and sons, one with a black face and one with a fair face, and the overall meaning is the same. If you have the ability, you can show evidence.

Song Haotian patted Liu Zimei on the shoulder, signaling her not to worry, then looked at Liu Baifa and the two of them: "Do you want evidence? I'll give it to you now."

"Okay, let me see what you can come up with. For such a big matter, you have to convince everyone."

Liu Minghao is completely confident, this poison is the latest product he bought from country m at a high price.

The seller assured him again and again that the current technological means cannot detect this kind of toxin at all, and it will die a natural death wherever it is taken.

"I asked the old man to get up and tell everyone himself. Is this evidence convincing?"

After Song Haotian finished speaking, everyone present was shocked.

"Is this person crazy? Why are you talking nonsense?"

"The old man is dead, how can he tell everyone in person? He looked calm at first, but he was mentally ill..."

"It's so formal, so I've been talking nonsense all the time. It's a pity that Miss Liu actually found such a man..."

People shook their heads and sighed, obviously disapproving of what he said.

Song Haotian didn't pay attention to other people at all. God Emperor Haotian didn't need to look at other people's eyes when he was doing things. He glanced around, and finally landed on the talisman paper and cinnabar pens written by several Taoist priests next to him.

He walked over, picked up a piece of talisman paper, picked up a cinnabar brush, and looked at Liu Zimei beside him.

"Tell me the horoscope of the old man's birthday."

"Oh!"

Liu Zimei didn't know what he was going to do, but she had 100% trust in him, so she directly said Liu Fengjiang's birthday.

Song Haotian picked up the cinnabar pen and wrote three talismans in a row, one was Liu Fengjiang's birth date, and the other two talismans were incomprehensible runes.

All eyes were on him, wondering what this young man wanted to do, why did he suddenly draw a talisman?

Song Haotian had no other distractions. After drawing the talisman, he walked to the crystal coffin.

Humans have three souls and seven souls, of which the three souls are the heavenly soul, the earthly soul, and the fateful soul.

After death, the three souls and seven souls will leave the body. Among them, the soul of heaven returns to heaven, the soul of earth returns to earth, and the soul of life hovers between the cemeteries, which is what people usually call ghosts.

It's not too long now that Liu Fengjiang just passed away, not more than twelve hours ago, the three souls and seven souls are just separated, not completely dissipated.

And when he was in the realm of comprehension, he accidentally obtained a technique called the three-day soul-returning technique.

This kind of technique can only be regarded as a small technique, without much effect. Its function is to recall the soul of the other party within three days after death, allowing the deceased to have a short rebirth.

Of course, this is not a real rebirth, there is only three moments, that is, the current 45 minutes, once the time passes, the dead will die completely, and the soul will return to the soul.

The function of this technique is to allow the deceased to complete the unfinished business within three moments, without any regrets after death.

Of course, there are prerequisites for performing the three-day soul-returning technique. The first is that the body is well preserved, and the second is that the time after death cannot exceed three days.

In today's situation, this kind of technique just happened to be used.

Under everyone's gaze, Song Haotian stretched out his hand to open the lid of the crystal coffin, flicked his finger lightly, and the three charms immediately flew to the top of Liu Fengjiang's head as if they were alive.

Then it spontaneously ignited without wind, turning into three dazzling golden lights, and submerged into Liu Fengjiang's Niwan Palace.

Everyone present was startled, no one thought that this young man would be able to do this.

(End of this chapter)