Chapter 325 Fuchsia, That Means No Problem

    Suddenly, I fell silent again.

    A few seconds later, I opened my mouth and said, "I'm not sure, Mr. Yang. Based on what I see, it seems you shouldn't have any issues at the moment."

    Yang's doubts grew even more in his eyes, and he uneasily said, "Dear nephew, don't play riddles. Your words are making me feel uneasy and anxious."

    After heaving a deep sigh, I finally asked Mr. Yang directly if he had noticed anything unusual during his time as the leader.

    "Unusual?" Mr. Yang was taken aback. He shook his head and said, "No, nothing out of the ordinary."

    "Nothing?" I furrowed my brows.

    In fact, the best choice is to not concern myself with the leader.

    However, the current situation is very unusual.

    Firstly, it's the relationship between the leader and me. If he really has an issue and is unaware of it, then if I don't care for him, he might die.

    Secondly, even if the leader truly has an issue, since he had Mr. Yang come to find me, it must mean that he already has a purpose for me right now!

    In both of these situations, I have no choice but to address them.

    "No... Everything is normal with the leader. Nephew, what's going on? What's made you feel something is wrong?" Mr. Yang spoke with certainty.

    From Mr. Yang's reaction, it seems he should be telling the truth.

    Then there are only two possibilities.

    The leader's abnormal behavior has purposely concealed the truth from Mr. Yang.

    Or, even the leader himself is unaware that he is acting abnormally...

    In other words, he doesn't even know that he has added another "self"!?

    Suddenly, I thought of a possibility.

    All this time, I've been... overlooking something.

    No, it's not about neglecting something. It's about making a preconceived judgment.

    That day, when I took the leader's soul out, he was controlled by a soul that Wei Yuming had released.

    After that, Zhang Gui and I went to find Chen Jun, only to engage in a fierce battle with Wei Youming!

    That was also the time when I killed several people with the headless female ghost and captured Zhang Gui.

    On the non-Sun Zhuo level, I had completely angered the ghost niche!

    At that time, the paper person I folded for the leader's strand of soul was empty. I thought he had been eaten by Wei Youming's strand of soul.

    However, looking back now... what if he didn't eat it?

    What if... Wei Youming wanted to use this strand of soul to control the entire person of the leader!?

    The reason there were no problems before was because Wei Youming himself had an issue and was controlled by the supervisory dojo...

    Now, the leader's strand of soul appears just as the supervisory dojo is having issues, and Wei Youming's main soul is also causing trouble!

    Thinking about all of this, I felt an icy chill run through my entire body!

    Looking at Mr. Yang, without hesitation, I told him all the deductions I had made.

    I also added that Xiaoqi had sensed the "leader" and had eaten the green robe T Zhang Xu!

    I spoke very seriously and in a well-organized manner.

    Mr. Yang's expression shifted from serious to shocked, and finally to terror.

    His forehead was dotted with white beads of sweat, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.

    "What... What..."

    Mr. Yang wiped a hand over his brow, leaving behind a streak of sweat.

    From his reaction, I can even more confirm that Mr. Yang is in the dark and has not been lying.

    "This is going to get complicated... The death of a green-robed Daoist and the Supervisory Daoist, must come to seek vengeance... The leader has nothing to worry about. He definitely won't admit it..."

    "If the Supervisory Daoist comes with force, it will be even more trouble..."

    "Also, the leader's strand of soul that was controlled, might want to control the whole leader!"

    "Nephew, what should we do?"

    At this point, Mr. Yang seemed completely lost without a plan.

    My thoughts on my face were much simpler.

    "I have some kind of relationship with the Supervisory Daoist. I will help explain."

    "As long as you confirm that the leader is fine, these situations can be directly told to the leader. We can figure out a plan together. Wei Youming is just a strand of soul, not his true self, and it won't be hard to deal with."

    Through Lao Gong chomping off Wei Youming's arm.

    Add to that the Yinmou ghost I have with me.

    Even against Wei Youming, who is just a strand of soul, I am not very fearful.

    If we can solve this problem, the assistance from Huang Si will still be useful, and our friendship with the leader can also be preserved.

    This would be a win-win situation.

    "Then let's go back quickly," Mr. Yang hurriedly urged.

    "Brother-in-law!"

    At this moment, from the staircase, came the shout of Xiaoqi.

    I stamped my foot and looked back, seeing Xiaoqi running down the stairs, thumping the steps with her feet.

    She seemed a little flustered, looked at Mr. Yang, and then grabbed my sleeve and shook her head nervously.

    "I heard your conversation..."

    She bit her lip and said uneasily.

    I slightly furrowed my brow and nodded, saying, "I heard it, but it's no big deal. Let's go together."

    But Xiaoqi still shook her head vigorously and said awkwardly, "We can't go there... We still need to find another place..."

    My eyes were filled with even more confusion.

    Xiaoqi's forehead was also sweating thinly, and she trembled with fright as she said, "Last night, I wasn't at peace. I kept seeing the fat demonic leader who had eaten the old Daoist. I feel that... He has definitely been controlled... Even if he hasn't been controlled, he probably knows that there's something wrong with his strand of soul..."

    "Really, my mom told me that women's intuition is the most accurate thing."

    "Moreover, men with small eyes are not usually good people."

    "This... " Mr. Yang's face turned dark, and he said, "Xiaoqi, your words are too harsh. The leader has not caused any trouble yet. If we don't care about him now, it will be too late when something happens. You can't make arbitrary judgments based on intuition!"

    Xiaoqi also became anxious, pulling me by the sleeve to maintain a certain distance between me and Mr. Yang.

    "You're a sheep-headed, thick-headed guy! How do you know there haven't been any problems? Let my sister-in-law's husband follow you. If there already have been problems, then he will be in trouble!"

    "You! I... "

    Mr. Yang was so angry that he was flaring his nostrils and staring with narrowed eyes.

    However, he was clearly no match for Xiaoqi's sharp and quick-witted tongue.

    "Nephew, since you brought up this matter and explained the situation, you cannot ignore it. How can a woman's intuition be considered valid? Do you agree or disagree? It could cause someone to lose their life!"

    Mr. Yang still looked at me with a pleading expression.

    I was about to tell Xiaoqi not to cause trouble.

    But Xiaoqi immediately added, "Why shouldn't it be considered valid? Then let's verify the soul through blood testing!"

    "Go back and have the chubby leader let you take a drop of his blood. Drop that drop of blood on this object. If he's been bewitched and possessed by a ghost, this object will change."

    Xiaoqi angrily took out a strange bamboo weaving.

    It was not a mouse, but a male chicken, about the size of the palm, with very dense hair woven into it.

    "If this bamboo weaving turns a bright red, he's fine!"

    "We won't go into the Huang Si with you. We'll wait outside for you, okay!"

    "This..."

    Mr. Yang was hesitating for a moment.

    I twitched my eyebrows twice again, thinking in my heart.

    I had no idea that Xiaoqi had this kind of ability.

    But if we can verify it, it would be more reliable.

    "Mr. Yang, I think Xiaoqi has a point. What do you think?"

    Xiaoqi finally let out a sigh and looked arrogantly at Mr. Yang.

    But I always feel that Xiaoqi's eyes seem to have a hint of cunning...