Chapter 221
Chapter 221
Our group headed back to the shop first.
On the way, Song Xiaotian called a friend and asked him to help look into Qiankun Wuji’s IP address.
“What kind of grudge does this guy even have? The mother and son are both dead, and he’s still spreading rumors about them!”
Meng Yifan scrolled through Qiankun Wuji’s slanderous posts on his phone while cursing. “A perfectly good family of three is down to one person, and he still won’t leave that last one alone?”
I said, “The key thing is, how did Qiankun Wuji know Jiang Xiaoyu and the others were already dead?”
Jiang Xiaoyu had only died last night. There was no way the news could have spread online that quickly, right?
But it wasn’t absolutely impossible for word to get out. At the very least, those of us involved knew, and so did all the people who had watched the scene unfold at the hotel yesterday.
Could Qiankun Wuji be hiding among those spectators?
And Qiankun Wuji clearly seemed to have some kind of grudge against Sun Yang’s family. His target was obvious: he wanted Sun Yang to be driven to death too.
“Aren’t you two fortune-tellers? Figure out who this bastard is, and we’ll follow the internet cable over and have a chat with him.” Meng Yifan looked at Seventh Master and me.
Seventh Master and I looked back at him and said, speechless, “We do divination. We don’t know everything under heaven and earth, and we’re not immortals.”
I didn’t know about other divination methods, but Six Yao was used to calculate the future development and outcome of a specific matter. In other words, you needed a specific person or event to use as the basis for the hexagram before you could divine it.
Sometimes, you also had to combine it with the specific circumstances and analyze the situation at hand.
Six Yao could use the “Six Spirits and Sha” to determine a person’s personality, appearance, height, and approximate direction, but how could it possibly calculate someone’s exact location and name?
If this were ancient times, when there weren’t high-rises everywhere, knowing someone’s general direction would narrow it down to one or two households, making them easy to find. But now, a single residential complex had so many buildings, and each building had dozens of households. Who could know where the person was?
“Look at the replies in this comment section…”
Anning suddenly handed us her phone.
It was the comment section of a short-video platform, and once again, Qiankun Wuji had been posting there.
In his comment section, one person had been arguing with him nonstop.
This person had gone back and forth with him for hundreds of replies, and the exchange was extremely heated.
One of the replies this person sent to Qiankun Wuji read: You will never understand how much harm you cause innocent people when you wave the banner of justice while doing things that hurt others. Not one of you will get away with it. The Heavenly Dao turns in cycles. Every last one of you owes the innocent an explanation.
That reply sounded like the accusation of a victim’s family member.
And this person’s IP was local to Lanjiang City.
“The person arguing with Qiankun Wuji should be Sun Yang.”
I said, “Only Sun Yang would feel so personally involved, because he is the family member of the innocent victim.”
Although there were plenty of reasonable netizens arguing with Qiankun Wuji online, after a couple of sentences, they would start cursing him out directly.
Someone who wasn’t family wouldn’t have such a strong sense of personal involvement. They would only feel anger.
So this person was most likely Sun Yang.
Meng Yifan said, “If I were Sun Yang, the next person I’d take revenge on would be Qiankun Wuji.”
“Qiankun Wuji is probably in the same line of work as me,” Seventh Master said. “There’s more to that screen name than you think.”
Meng Yifan looked puzzled. “What’s so special about it? Plenty of people pick screen names at random. Besides, the kind of person who uses a name like that is either a kid or a middle-aged man. Older, male, that type.”
If that was how Meng Yifan understood it, he probably thought an ordinary person using a handle like that was being a little too edgy.
I said, “Qian and Kun represent heaven and earth. In divination, Qian and Kun also refer to the Qian and Kun hexagrams, while the word ‘Wuji’ is a core concept from the Tao Te Ching.”
“Laozi once said: Know the white, yet keep to the black, and be a model for the world; being a model for the world, eternal virtue will not falter, and one returns to Wuji. If you don’t understand Wuji, then any explanation of ‘being and nonbeing’ or ‘nonaction’ is just rootless talk.”
So if this Qiankun Wuji wasn’t just some edgelord, then there was a chance he also understood occult arts and numerology.
Meng Yifan stared blankly for a long while before asking me, “When did you ever say that…? How come I never heard you say that…?”
His question left me stunned. Once I realized what he meant, I rolled my eyes at him. “When I said ‘Laozi,’ I wasn’t talking about myself. I meant the founder of Daoist thought. His name was Li Er.”
“Ignorance is terrifying.”
Meng Yifan said, “But what if this Qiankun Wuji is just some frustrated, bitter edgelord who hates rich people?”
I froze for a second. Hates rich people… frustrated and bitter…
And at the same time, he understood occult arts and knew something about Ding Ruoning’s family situation.
I knew who Qiankun Wuji was!
“It’s Wang Guofu!”
I shot to my feet. “It’s Wang Guofu! This Qiankun Wuji is definitely Wang Guofu!”
Wang Guofu had been born with a poor man’s fate. After finally using his skills to scam some money, he had been crippled by Song Xiaotian a while ago, then forced by Seventh Master to swear before the Thunder Ancestor that he would never again use the abilities he had learned.
Of course someone like that hated rich people!
And he hadn’t shown up when Sun Jiayu was being cyberbullied. He had only appeared when Ding Ruoning was being cyberbullied. That lined up perfectly with what he’d been doing.
He had been helping Du Yunting carry out the Seven-Deaths Life-Exchange Technique, and Ding Ruoning was one of the seven victims, so he knew her family situation very well.
On top of that, if he wanted Ding Ruoning to kill herself, the best way was to join the cyberbullying mob.
Every characteristic of this Qiankun Wuji matched Wang Guofu.
Just then, Song Xiaotian finished his call and walked in. He said to us, “We found Qiankun Wuji’s IP address. It’s in Unit 2, Building 8, Phoenix Community, Nanhua Street. Apartment 13-2.”
“The homeowner’s name is Zhao Qiang, but the place has already been rented out. It was rented to an Old Man in his fifties.”
That matched too.
Wang Guofu was around that age, and he was also renting a place.
“Holy shit! It really is Wang Guofu!”
Meng Yifan cursed furiously, “That old bastard still hasn’t learned his lesson. He just never changes!”
Song Xiaotian froze. “Wang Guofu? Isn’t Master Wang crippled?”
I said, “You didn’t chop off his hands. As long as he has hands, he can go online. Besides, after you crippled him, his mind was already messed up to begin with. This time, you completely twisted his psyche.”
Song Xiaotian gritted his teeth in rage. “That animal. Impressive, huh? The second we let him go, he started doing evil again. If we didn’t live in a society ruled by law, I would’ve chopped him up last time!”
“Damn it, where’s my knife? Today I’m following the internet cable over there and chopping up that old bastard!”
Seventh Master was furious too, his face turning livid. “That son of a… that beast. He really never changes. Last time, I should’ve made him swear one more oath in front of the Thunder Ancestor.”
I said, “Wang Guofu has already started arguing with Sun Yang. Sun Yang can definitely find Wang Guofu’s IP address too. And in the comment section, Sun Yang has already hinted that he wants revenge on those keyboard warriors. The first person he goes after might be Wang Guofu.”