"……"
After my body stiffened for a while, I apologized to Yan Hong in a low voice.
The general idea is that those involved are confused while onlookers are clear. Today, I am grateful to her, otherwise, I would have fallen into Xu's trap.
Without her, I would not have been able to quickly untangle the logic either, possibly causing harm to Mr. Tang.
Then, a soft sigh echoed from within the room.
"I don't want to talk to you, men can't be trusted."
I actually let out a sigh of relief.
With Yan Hong being like this, she wouldn't hold any grudges against me anymore.
"Rest well."
I said again, then went to my own room.
......
The sky outside the window was faintly starting to brighten.
The recent events have been too much and have given me a sense of entangled confusion.
However, with a moment's thought, it can be sorted out.
On the Xu side, I didn't lose any items.
There's only one possibility left, someone is targeting me and using the Xu family as a means to get close to me.
I can't deal with them for the time being.
Leave aside the two matters of Mao San and the possible transformation of Wu Pi Gu to "Pin Huang Gu".
The problems I face are straightforward and simple.
The Sun family!
Including the Huang Si calculating me and having to have another "cooperation"!
Yes, there is another small problem with me.
It's very likely that due to sensing the Corpse Robe, it left a side effect, or possibly left something on the Corpse Robe and the glasses.
However, both of those things have been retrieved, so the problem shouldn't be too big.
With these figured out, my mood stabilized quite a bit.
Lying on the bed, I sank deeply into sleep.
The strange dream came again, but this time, I didn't continue to run and hide, just staying in a confined environment...
Although it was a bit oppressive, compared to before, this sleep was much more peaceful.
When I woke up the next day, the sky was overcast, and dark clouds obscured the sun.
My phone had unanswered calls from Tang Quan and messages.
The message content said that he had arrived at the village safely and told me not to worry.
My heart, hanging in the balance, finally dropped to ease.
I simply washed my face and left the room, but Yan Hong wasn't in the living room.
On the dining table, there were the wooden boxes brought from the City God Temple, and three talismans were tightly attached to the lid.
Last night, for safety reasons, I didn't bring the wooden box into the house.
After a moment of thought, I opened the lid.
A chilling coldness flooded my face, but it was daylight now, and nothing unusual happened.
The glasses were in the corner of the box.
The side effects I perceive, I'm not quite clear how to handle them myself.
However, now I can check if there is anything left on these two items that were "stolen" by the spirit.
First, pick up the glasses.
The voice from the side said, "Why don't you call me, or I'll possess you when you put on the glasses?"
Yan Hong was leaning against the door of her bedroom. She was still wearing sportswear, with a bright makeup and a full complexion.
"You were here, right? And besides, it's daytime now, the problem shouldn't be serious," I replied to Yan Hong.
She hummed again, without saying anything more.
I carefully examined the glasses and really found something off.
On the legs of the glasses, there were several extremely small drops of blood, along with some streaks of blood. It should be blood from my index finger!
I dare not touch the bloodstains on my index finger again, so I immediately used a piece of paper to carefully wipe away the blood.
For a moment, the coldness of the Corpse Robe and glasses reduced significantly, as if a certain connection was severed.
My heart rate slowed slightly.
However, I'm not quite sure that the problem has been solved.
After all, there may be something wrong with the blood, and my own perception has its side effects as well?
I composed myself and asked Yan Hong, "Can you find someone to find out how to remove the side effects of the perception?"
Yan Hong furrowed her eyebrows, and after thinking for a moment, she nodded and said, "I'll go ask."
Putting down the glasses, I then examined the suit again.
The suit seemed to have no issues.
I reclosed the lid and my mood became more calm.
"I've thought carefully about it. I'll leave things alone with Huang Si for now, and go back when they're ready. This will make them feel that they can control me, and since they need me, they'll just have to wait." I said.
Yan Hong's phoenix-like eyes narrowed slightly, as if lost in thought.
"I have an idea that may not be very mature, but I've thought about it carefully. There's a possibility of implementation. If it works, maybe we can bypass Huang Si and achieve my goal, and also achieve our joint goal," I said in a low voice.
Yan Hong's eyes were full of confusion.
"Bypassing Huang Si means to look into the matter of the underworld marketplace, to find out who might have killed your parents?"
"Our joint goal is Sun Dawei and Sun Zhuo."
"These two things have nothing to do with each other."
I took a deep breath and said, "That's why I said the idea wasn't very mature. Maybe we should give it a try?"
Yan Hong's eyes brightened, and she didn't lean against the door anymore. She walked to the living room sofa and sat down, indicating for me to sit as well.
I sat on the single sofa on the side and voiced my idea.
The plan was to make use of Mao Sanyou and see if he could sell Sun Zhuo.
......
"You're crazy!" Yan Hong looked at me as if I were an idiot.
I furrowed my brow before saying, "My master and I have a relationship; it's just a master-disciple one."
"It's different. There's a saying, 'A teacher for a day is like a father for life.' What do you and Sun Zhuo have to do with each other? At best, he's just your cousin, and you can't control him." Yan Hong answered decisively.
I didn't speak.
Can I really not be the master of Sun Zhuo?
The relationship is indeed just a cousin, but what about Sun Zhuo's life?
Now that he has this good life, it's my life.
Since my life has been taken from me.
Is there a possibility that I can control it?
"Let's reconsider our plan. This idea won't work. I actually think we could try again to see if we can get Sun Dawei out..."
Yan Hong shook her head directly, denying my idea.
I heaved a sigh and said, "Although Sun Dawei needs to be lured out, I still want to try the Mao San Mountain area. Once things happen, the benefits will be self-evident."
Yan Hong: "......"
I maintained a steady expression and locked eyes with Yan Hong.
The confusion on her face gradually turned into hesitation.
"Are you truly confident?"
......
Leave Yan Hong's home and get on the car to leave the underground garage.
I had a vague feeling that someone was watching us in the garage.
I was certain that it was Huang Si's people.
They probably think they can control me.
But I'm not falling for their trap now. Whether they're suffering or not, I don't know.
After about an hour, I and Yan Hong arrived at the street outside the Underworld.
On the way here, Yan Hong explained to me that the small shops in the Underworld usually do not operate during the day.
However, we can come and go freely.
We walked all the way to the deepest part of the street, which was the entrance of the theater, the main entrance of the Underworld.
At this time, there were a lot of people coming in and out of the theater, not quiet at all.
We entered through the narrow door, and the passersby thought we were staff, so they didn't look at us twice.
The person guarding the door of the Underworld was still the same emaciated man, who was dozing off in a chair inside the recessed wall.
I and Yan Hong took out the black jade that represented our status, and we were not hindered, entering the Underworld.
Mao Sanyou's funeral shop was quite close to the entrance.
We arrived in front of the store around the same time. All the doors on the left and right were closed, it was still daylight, and it wasn't time for business.
Mao Sanyou's shop was still open.
A coffin was lying horizontally across the doorway.
Under the bamboo chair, there were messily piled-up paper cutouts.
My heart sank considerably.
This sight seemed to indicate that Mao Sanyou hadn't been back for several days.
