Mr. Huang's phone call was disconnected.
I sat quietly on the bed, my fingers pressing the quilt, and wrote several names in vain.
The plague ghost could definitely be ruled out, as the reason was too simple. If he came, he would not leave the body of Qi Youyou unscathed, and the entire Laojiao village would not be spared either.
Lao Qin calculated him, and to some extent, he would certainly be wary of Lao Qin and would not dare to go to Lao Qin's old nest.
What about the remaining enemies...
I thought of two people again.
One is Song Fang, who played a pivotal role in shaping the status quo of the Mental Health Center and forged Wei Youming.
The other is the almost invisible Mr. Qu, who doesn't draw attention to himself and has little presence!
Song Fang, I have been in direct contact with him several times, and even more indirectly. There were several times when I passed by the Mental Health Center and brought He Youyun to take away Tang Youci's body.
I, undoubtedly, would be his thorn in the flesh.
As for that Mr. Qu, during the last incident, they abducted Old Gong, and by a twist of fate, Old Gong consumed all the souls of Wu Zhongkuan. At that time, the Xu family wanted to establish some connection with me, but I firmly rejected them.
Lao Qin calculated Xu Nuan's marriage contract. Although Sun Zhuo intervened and Xu Nuan lost his Yuan Yin, becoming less valuable, it is hard to guarantee that someone like Xu Nuan would not become irrational and shift the responsibility to me.
These two people are also considered to be on the surface.
Even taking a step back further, it would be the enemies left behind by Lao Qin himself, people whom I don't know.
Even if it were Song Fang and Mr. Qu, I wouldn't want to ask around to investigate them anymore.
For Mao Sanbu to send Han Zhazi to Maoyou San, it is because Mao Sanbu bought Han Zhazi, and it is unlikely that anything else will happen.
Without Han Zhazi, I would not find a second person to see Mao You San.
Mr. Yin-Yang's vigilance is far from ordinary.
The weight in my heart grew heavier, as I realized that this matter was likely to be a complicated and challenging problem to unravel and resolve.
Unconsciously, the sunlight streamed through the window into the room. In the sound of gentle knocking, I finally saw that my mother was standing by the window.
I got out of bed and went to open the door.
"Eat something first." She spoke with concern and a hint of worry.
I smiled, indicating that I was fine, and then noticed that my dad was already sitting at the table in the hall.
There were soy milk, oil cakes, and some small dishes on the table.
At mealtime, the three of us didn't say a word.
After putting down my chopsticks, I said, "It's not Mao Sanbu or Xu Yangju. It's someone else. It could be an enemy of my eldest brother called Song Fang, who is also a yin-yang master and I've offended him quite a bit. Or it could be Mr. Qu behind the Xu family."
"Song Fang? Mr. Qu?"
My dad furrowed his brow and said, "I've never heard of Song Fang. He's not well-known. As for Mr. Qu... is that the Xu family led by Xu Fangnián? I've never heard of Mr. Qu either."
I briefly explained what Song Fang had done.
My dad remained silent, my mom's hand tightened, and her eyes were filled with fury.
"How could there be such evil and vengeful people? What ruthless methods..."
"It's one thing that he is cunning and ruthless. The eighteen layers of hell are still near ten thousand evil spirits. Even Gao TianDaohan himself wants to personally enlighten them. It's not simple at all. With just us and Xian Shen, it would be difficult to deal with." My dad finally spoke up.
"But it's still a problem with Jinyang itself. Otherwise, I would have liked to ask Xu Fangnián about some things. After all, many things are not one-sided." His face was filled with shadows.
I had previously told them about the situation of the Xu family, and they had not said much at the time. It was mainly due to Sun Zhuo, but my dad's current attitude is not just that.
He's intent on launching an inquiry and accusing someone of wrongdoing.
"First, we need to settle the betrothal issue. Otherwise, even if we go to the fourth law mountain, it will be troublesome and something that people will ridicule. Only when our reputation is clean can we have the field with Tian Gong Spring and Maoyou San's request for Twins Monk. This is a wingman, at least making Xian Shen less passive at the fourth law mountain, and with the help of my eldest brother, we can gather a group of monasteries as previously mentioned, which gives us the qualification to enter Jinyang and confront the plague ghost directly."
"Finding Master Qin can only be done after entering Jinyang. Don't let these things disrupt our own formation." My mother spoke with great seriousness.
At this critical moment, the most rational person is actually she.
My dad took a deep breath and said, "If we can't find Master Qin, how can we figure out the whereabouts of Qi Yōuyōu's head? This is a natural contradiction."
My mother fell silent.
For a moment, I actually had no better solution.
"Let's wait for Maoyou San. The Yin and Yang both depend on him, but his skills are unparalleled. Here are the marriage contract, birthdate, body, and soul. He must be able to calculate something." My dad said.
"That's all we can do," my mother said in a low voice.
"Dong! Dong! Dong!" The knocking sound was very loud.
I was instantly more alert and looked towards the yard gate.
Both my parents looked up simultaneously, appearing extremely vigilant.
Who would knock on the door?
I got up and walked to the yard gate, opening it.
Standing at the door was an ordinary villager, who looked somewhat familiar, though I couldn't remember who he was.
"Xian Shen is back." The villager's face lit up with joy, and his tone was extremely cheerful.
My alertness slightly relaxed, I smiled and displayed goodwill on my face.
As I said before, during the ten years I lived in Laojiao Village, under the arrangement of Lao Qin, I basically handled all the funeral affairs here myself.
I am aware of where many of the ancestors and elders of the villagers are buried.
Even if I wasn't directly involved, I probably shaved heads at least once.
"Uncle, is there something?" I asked.
In the courtyard, my parents' expressions have calmed down quite a bit.
"Ha ha, I saw you were back and came to take a look. It's rare that you've been in the village for such a short time and left abruptly. Thankfully, most of the village affairs have been taken care of by you. Since then, no major trouble has occurred." The villager appeared very warm-hearted.
I slightly hesitated.
Actually, the last time was when someone died.
Let's not talk about other things. It was the village head Jin Zhao who got unlucky, and that old Liang was too cruel.
"Ahem, actually, it's like this. Over the past two days, there have been some people in the village who saw you and noticed that you came back with people, but you've been avoiding everyone. Many don't know why, and we've all treated you pretty well."
"This matter was reported to the new village head, and he wanted to meet you. Let me invite you." The villager finally revealed his purpose.
I frowned slightly and gently declined, saying that we were about to leave and would return in the future to catch up with everyone.
He hesitated for a moment, then without saying anything, he pulled at my hand with a serious expression: "Xian Shen, you can't do that. Everyone says you've made a name for yourself and you'll look down on our Laojiao Village. If that's the case, won't it be making fun of us by other villages?"
My eyes were about to see his hand grab mine.
But at this moment, my dad suddenly said: "Xian Shen, come back!"
