"About them..."
The glowworm appeared with a trace of unease, sweeping its gaze over my wrist and knees.
I only realized that there were two bloodstains on the pulse position of my wrist, and also a black-red blood mark on my knee.
"Book Auntie attacked you... You still came out?" Yan Yan pursed her lips, her expression became bewildered.
I was about to ask, "Is Book Granny very powerful?"
I realized that I couldn't move an inch due to the pins on my arms, and if I weren't a headless woman, I definitely wouldn't have been able to get out.
Book Auntie is indeed not simple...
"Though I managed to get out, I did sustain some injuries and pay a certain price."
"I hesitated for a moment and then said, 'The price that Huang Si paid will be even greater.'"
In my words, I unconsciously observed Yan Yan's expression.
After all, she is still part of Huang Si's group, and one can't guarantee that she won't have any thoughts.
However, her expression didn't show any signs of abnormalcy.
Instead, she seemed to want to say something but hesitated and finally said, "You have your mother... "
Then it dawned on me that what she was worried about was this.
After a moment of thought, I explained, "The ghost without skin in the villa is not my mother."
Since I was completely certain that Yan Yan was okay, then this kind of basic information could not be withheld from her.
Yan Yan's phoenix eyes widened instantly.
"Oh, now I see... That's why you could treat it as a wildcard and a tool... I was too shallow in my thinking. But... since it's not your mother, how did you take it under your wing?! Can you defeat a blood grudge?"
"And... how could you possibly use it once and then take it back? Have you completely controlled it?"
"What kind of deity is your master? I have never heard of such a thing before, a papermaker can make such paper dolls..."
Yan Yan asked several questions in quick succession.
Although her voice wasn't loud, I could still hear her clearly because she was close by. However, since we were on the roadside, it wasn't very convenient.
Therefore, I diverted the topic and said, "I'll explain it to you later. From now on, Huang Si will flip completely. We will be safe here?"
Yan Yan pursed her lips and gave me a deep look, as if to steady her composure.
Only then did she point to the depths of the commercial street and said, "A safe place is inside there."
There were circular stone piers at the intersection, blocking cars from entering, and she led the way inwards.
The illuminated signboxes of the shopping mall were too bright, casting our long shadows.
Then I realized something was off.
It seemed that some black shadows passed through Yan Yan's shadow, with long tails, foreboding and eerie.
But when I focused my attention to look at the black shadows, they disappeared once more, as if they had vanished into the shadows of Yan Yan's hair.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Yan turned her head to look at me.
In the reflection of the lights, her face looked slightly pale, and her fine hair was clearly visible.
"It's okay." I answered in a hoarse voice.
Yan Yan didn't think much of it either, continuing to walk further inwards.
After passing through the shopping mall, the lights dimmed, and nothing unusual could be seen anymore.
"That day, Yang Manager gave you a black jade, did you bring it with you?" Yan Yan suddenly asked.
"Eligibility for the Underworld Palace?" My pupils constricted.
I felt in my pocket and produced a jade strip about two fingers wide.
The stacked ghost heads crowded around, looking like they were about to spring forth as evil ghosts.
"Just keep it." Yan Yan took a deep breath and whispered, "I have a friend in the intelligence department, and she suddenly notified me that Manager Yang has replaced all the information about the Luo family with blank paper. I knew something was about to happen, so I hurried to warn you, but I never expected... Manager Yang still... "
My eyelids twitched slightly, and I immediately asked, "Can you get the original information out?"
"I'm not sure, we'll contact her after the event." Yan Yan answered.
Unconsciously, the commercial street had come to an end.
Standing at the end of the street is a theater, with ancient-style green brick walls and black large tiles.
There was a huge poster at the entrance, hundreds of faces crammed together in a crowd, just like the crowded ghost heads on the black jade.
There were characters in the middle of the poster, saying how many shows there were each day and the time.
On the right side of the main gate, there was a narrow door with a sign that read "No Entry for Non-Staff."
Yan Yan pushed open the narrow door, and what greeted us was a slope-sided staircase.
The light from the tungsten filament bulbs was dim, and a cold wind blew out in waves, making goosebumps appear on my skin.
"The Underworld Palace is a very safe place, Huang Si dares not to act and the guards dare not come in randomly. No matter what Manager Yang wants to do tonight after, as long as you stay here, you will be absolutely safe. I will come and get you when everything is back to normal."
While explaining, Yan Yan descended the stairs.
The footsteps were very faint, as if the place could suck away the sound.
My heartbeat quickened again.
The last time, Tang Quan told me some information about the Underworld Palace.
The collapse of the Luo family can be said to be the origin of the Underworld Palace!
The person who secretly supported my parents for their last action.
It is highly likely that it was also the person who killed them!
Although I received the "qualification" of the Underworld Palace from Manager Yang, I never thought that after I had a falling out with Huang Si, Yan Yan would accidentally bring me into this place!
It was about ten meters deep underground, and what greeted us was a thick door curtain.
There was a recess on the right side of the wall behind the curtain, with a chair in it. A gaunt person was sitting on the chair.
The person was bending his head, as if he were sleeping.
Yan Yan took out a black jade and waved it in front of his head before entering the curtain.
I did as she said and followed Yan Yan inside.
The moment we passed the curtain, what we saw was a large underground street.
The ceiling was hung with white lights, which were very bright, but there was a faint ghostly green color to them.
This street was somewhat similar to the commercial street that was adjacent to the subway station, with a walkway on the outer edge. Along the walkway were numerous shops, and between two shopfronts was a small intersection.
This created a four-way intersection, just like a spider web of an underground business area.
I and Yan Yan are facing a street intersection, with shops on the left side. In front of the door of one shop, there is a glass showcase with various bead-like objects lit up.
On the right, the shop had a coffin lying across the doorway, with a sign above it. In bold strokes of black ink, two characters were written: "Receiving Corpses."
My face changed abruptly, and I walked straight forward.
Yan Yan quickly made a "shh" gesture and grabbed my arm, whispering to me to keep quiet here.
I did not stop, but she was actually being pulled by me and stopped with me at the shop in front of the coffin.
Staring at the two characters "Receiving Corpses," I stood completely still.
The shop behind the coffin seemed a bit empty, with only a bamboo recliner and someone lying on it, with a bamboo fan placed on his face.
Yan Yan kept making eye signals to me.
To me, the person who collects bodies is closely related to what happened to my parents.
I couldn't bear it.
Taking a deep breath, I hoarsely asked, "Boss, how do you collect bodies here? And what are the prices?"
The person on the recliner suddenly sat up, as if he had risen from the dead!
He took the bamboo fan with a flick of his hand. The face he saw was wide and long, with a protruding chin and ears sticking out, resembling an "ass face" exactly.
He made no sound, moved to the back of the coffin, and carefully observed me, his small eyes growing increasingly satisfied with each glance.
I only felt a wave of discomfort.
Yan Yan, however, immediately looked full of remorse and said, "Sorry, my friend was just asking around, but he doesn't sell it."
