"First, we have to start with the Zhuo Wenbai family."
Li Ang looked toward Guan Anyan, smiling. "Do you still remember the black fish they cooked especially for us when we visited their home?"
"Mm-hmm."
Guan Anyan naturally remembered how Li Ang had devoured an entire pot of fish in one go.
"Not long after eating that pot of black fish, I saw a blurred image of the woman in the painting."
Li Ang took out the piece of paper from his bosom, deliberately concealing the fact that the Ink Silk Clone possessed the ability to ruminate, and that seeing the image was actually a result of it ruminating and then re-chewing the black fish.
"At that time, I found it odd. According to Mr. and Mrs. Zhuo, the Qi Shui God was the source of the black fish. The vision one should see after eating the black fish ought to be of the young Qi Shui God in the Qi Shui Temple. Why was it a woman? Could it be that the Qi Shui God transformed into the Qihuai Lady?"
