Seventh Master had already suspected that Li Fuguang had some connection to the organization.
But what connection could a child who had only lived to eleven and had always lived with his parents have to the organization?
If there had to be a connection, it could not be limited to this lifetime.
And thirty years ago, before Li Fuguang was even born, Fang Mingjie had stayed in Li Fuguang's hometown for a while.
He must have done something that connected Li Fuguang to the organization from the moment he was born.
"I didn't do anything."
Fang Mingjie said, "Li Mu had beaten me so badly, and I'd gone hungry for so long. After Old Lady Liu took me home, I stayed at her place recovering the whole time."
I asked him outright, "That box you took from the organization-didn't you open it at Old Lady Liu's house?"
Fang Mingjie said, "Uh... I did open it. I wanted to see if there was any treasure inside, but when I opened it, there was just an ornament, along with some letters and documents."
I hurriedly asked, "What kind of ornament? What did it look like?"
Fang Mingjie said, "A very strange Buddha statue. I don't know what it was made of. It was black all over and felt smooth and rounded. Anyway, it looked pretty valuable."
I asked again, "Did it have a third eye on its forehead?"
Fang Mingjie nodded. "Yes! It had a third eye! At the time, I was wondering what Buddha looked so unusual, like Erlang Shen."
I immediately found that a little strange.
I had seen quite a few statues of the Evil Buddha over all this time, but they had all been carved from stone, as though they were mass-produced.
But according to Fang Mingjie's description,