I just smiled with Hu Jiang and didn't say much, but he seemed a bit embarrassed instead.
Yang GuanShi then exchanged a glance with me and walked out of the vintage store.
After getting on the car by the side of the road, before I could ask any questions, Mr. Yang spat out, "That Chen Jun, one-eyed dragon, speaks untruthfully."
I furrowed my brow.
Because I didn't notice, I didn't see any problem with Chen Jun.
He said things that have traces to follow and can be reasoned.
Then, Mr. Yang continued, "In such an eerie place, he's just buying and selling clothes; where did he come up with so many tricks, and yet pitiful others?"
Pausing for a moment, Mr. Yang said, "But I can't tell either, where his problem lies. After all, we shouldn't be too deep with someone who doesn't speak the truth. Investigating the mental hospital in Shuixihuan District isn't difficult."
"Hmm." I nodded and did not ask any more questions.
Mr. Yang's words are not bad.
After careful consideration, I realize that Chen Jun knows a bit too much.
It's better to let the Yin Lord investigate on their own than to deal with him and still need to be vigilant.
After all, the things Chen Jun said have a general outline.
Mr. Yang drove the car back to the Yin Lord's residence.
The box that Chen Jun sold to us was placed on the back seat.
That was the one Mr. Yang had brought out earlier and I had not touched it.
Once we returned to the underground parking lot, Mr. Yang asked if I wanted to go to the Yin Lord's place.
I shook my head to refuse, saying that I would rest at the house of Mo Ying by myself.
Mr. Yang didn't persuade me much, he picked up the box from the back seat and hurriedly walked into the elevator.
I took another elevator up and returned to Mo Ying's house.
The quiet living room had a sense of emptiness.
I didn't feel sleepy, but my stomach was empty.
Just about to look for something to eat in the refrigerator, the phone conveniently rang at that moment.
Glancing at the caller ID, I furrowed my brow again.
It's 2 a.m. now, why isn't Mo Ying asleep and what is she doing?
I picked up the phone and before I could speak.
Mo Ying spoke with great seriousness: "Luo Xian Shen... there's a big problem in your village."
My brow slightly knitted as I answered, "What kind of problem? I've told you..."
But before I could finish my sentence, Mo Ying interrupted me directly.
"You did advise me not to meddle in things that don't concern me, but for the past two days, every time it gets dark, paper people come to spy on me and your cripple uncle."
"It's late at night, people are sleeping peacefully, suddenly notice a paper face pasted on the window or the door seam, and you ask, scary? No relation to me?"
A chill ran through me.
Paper people spying?
"Also, you often don't reply to texts or phone calls. I said that some unusual things have been discovered in your village, very bizarre. Especially that village guard woman Yu Xiu... she seems to be a dummy, but when she gets angry, it's really terrifying!"
Mo Ying's tone was low, but the force of her words was striking.
Such a small amount of information has already stirred waves in my heart!
Who made the paper people? Why do they want to spy on them?
Also, how terrifying is Yu Xiu when she's angry?
"The village doesn't have a paper craftsman, if there are paper people watching you, it may be that they are targeting you. Maybe they left behind some clues?"
"Additionally, what has Yu Xiu done? You'd better not get too close to her, old..."
I had meant to say Old Qin Head, but the last two characters were stopped mid-sentence by an unconscious reflex. Instead, I casually said, "Old man has said that Yu Xiu is very sinister."
"It's definitely not a tail. The people from Huang Si haven't got that kind of ability, and I've left marks on them, so no one can silently follow me."
"The paper people are quite agile, and it's been some time now. You can see that the material is similar to the one you used earlier, and even a bit like the paper people you folded."
"Furthermore, Yu Xiu is quite sinister. Wang Binian is disabled; she broke Wang Binian's three legs."
Mo Ying's three sentences revealed quite a bit of information.
A chill ran through my heart.
It's clear that the paper person has time and space, and it's like the one I made...
Could it be that the paper people who carried the coffin for Old Qin Head have come back!?!
My heart was pounding, as if it was being beaten by a drum!
When the eight ghosts carried the coffin, they took away Old Qin Head's coffin.
Old Qin Head also said that I should learn fortune-telling first before finding his coffin.
Therefore, I always thought that the paper people wouldn't come back!
However, I never expected... they actually spied on Mo Ying and Tang Quan.
And... How could Yu Xiu, with her tiny body, break Wang Binian's legs?
"Just as I was about to say, Wang Binian doesn't even have a third..."
Mo Ying then lightly hummed and said, "It's not a good thing either, just let it be."
I finally understood what Mo Ying meant, and I was speechless for a moment.
The phone was much quieter.
After about a minute, Mo Ying broke the silence.
"Can't you solve the problem of paper people either?" she asked.
I remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "If they have no malice, you should just ignore them for now. And you should not get close to Yu Xiu either. I only have one thing on my mind right now, and once it's done, I'll go back to the village immediately."
Just as I finished speaking, I heard a loud, knocking sound on the door.
But, this knocking sound wasn't coming from me.
It was coming from the phone, the door of my courtyard was being knocked on.
"Weird..." Mo Ying muttered.
Then I heard footsteps and the sound of opening and closing doors.
The phone call was not hung up.
The knocking sound continued, getting closer.
Mo Ying was approaching the courtyard gate.
"Who is it?" Mo Ying asked.
The knocking sound stopped, and a very empty voice then echoed.
"Sister, it's me, Xiu."
My face changed abruptly.
Could it be that Yu Xiu is knocking at the door!?
I was about to tell Mo Ying not to open the door, but the phone became extremely quiet.
I said hello again, but there was no response. I took it down to take a look, and to my surprise, the phone was actually disconnected!
I tried to call Mo Ying again, but it was out of the service area.
I then called Tang Quan.
Same as the previous two attempts...
Just as I was sitting like an ant on a hot pot, restless and anxious.
The sound of knocking, directly echoing in my ear.
Originally, Yu Xiu knocking on the door had already set my heart racing.
The fact that I couldn't get through on the phone added to my frustration.
This knocking sound made me change my expression.
Originally, I wanted to ask in a very serious tone who is it!?
But the words were on the tip of my tongue when I involuntarily held them back.
The knocking sound is still ongoing.
It's not the people from Huang Si.
Because, their attitude towards me has changed; they wouldn't be so impulsive.
How long had I been up on the second floor? Mr. Yang couldn't have possibly found out about the mental hospital so quickly.
And even if something happened, he could call me on the phone.
Who is knocking on my door?
I tiptoed to the front door with great care.
Because the knocking was too loud, it caused the door to shake slightly.
I leaned in close to the cat's eye, peering outside.
What made my heart skip a beat was that there was no one outside, it was completely empty.
