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I could tell that she seemed to have no hostility towards me. Taking a deep breath, I spoke up, "Ruo Qing, may I ask you a few questions?"
She glanced at me with some hesitation and replied, "There are some things I cannot answer."
I was not willing to give up so easily; I didn't want to let this good opportunity slip away. I pressed on, "Alright, no problem. I'll ask you questions, and you can answer what you can. If you can't answer, that's fine. How does that sound?"
My words seemed to give her pause, and after a moment, she finally nodded in agreement.
With her nod, I felt a bit nervous. After pondering for a while, I asked, "Moonlight knew from the beginning that you wouldn't be lost forever, right?"
She stared at me for a moment before finally nodding.
I continued, "The condition of your exchange was that you would be at her service while she helped you regain your memories, correct?"
She looked troubled but didn't need to say anything; I already knew the answer.
The last thing she said before leaving was to have me find Xing Mingyue.
As for the person beside me, Shangguan Mingyue...
Even at this point, I still didn't want to believe that Moonlight was a bad person.
I had spent quite some time with her; there was no way she had shown no signs at all. Although she could be careless, she had a good heart. Perhaps she didn't fully understand the circumstances that forced Shangguan Mingyue into this situation, or maybe she was being threatened. There were countless possibilities, but I just couldn't bring myself to believe she was a bad person.
I turned away, lowering my head in thought. Soon after, Ruo Qing left, and I was left alone without knowing where she had gone.
By the time I came to my senses again, she had long vanished from sight, leaving only the Paper Man resting on the railing.
My poor Paper Man, my journey had barely begun, and I had already taken the Paper Man as a keepsake.
"Eh?"
How had the runes on the back been altered? This wasn't how my runes looked. Could it be...
I noted down the runes above and tucked the Paper Man into my pocket.
Thoughts of the runes swirled in my mind, discarding my own markings until only one remained...
Three o'clock at night.
What could that mean?
This Paper Man had only been touched by Ruo Qing; could it be that she left this behind? Three o'clock at night...
Chuchen pressed three times on my face. Could there be a connection?
Leaning against the corner of the cell, all my belongings had been confiscated upon entry, leaving me unable to even determine what time it was.
In my agitation, I suddenly recalled a method from an ancient book for determining zodiac signs; perhaps it could be worth a try.
I brushed away the dust on the ground and began to draw a circle divided into segments.
In the center of the circle, I let a drop of my blood fall, focusing intently and holding my breath as I silently recited the incantation three times.
I serve Supreme Lao Jun, and as commanded,
When I opened my eyes, the drop of blood in the center had already shifted to the monkey's position.
Monkey of Shen, Monkey of Shen; the monkey represents the time of Shen,
which means it is now between three and five in the afternoon. That leaves me with about twelve more hours until the time Ruo Qing left for me.
I carefully covered this earthen hourglass to avoid detection; otherwise, everything would be ruined.
In the dim prison cell, time passed particularly slowly, each minute stretching out painfully.
Just as I was about to doze off, that drop of blood finally crawled to the position of Yin.
I adjusted my state; the agreed time was approaching, and I wondered how Ruo Qing and the others would appear.
After about a cup of tea's worth of time, I vaguely saw Ruo Qing's figure. We exchanged no words; with just a glance, I understood each other's intentions.
I pulled out the key hidden under my tongue and tried it on the cell door; it opened as expected.
Without delay, I dashed toward Ruo Qing.
She grabbed my hand and ran in the opposite direction of the cell door.
When I entered, it was from another side; why was Ruo Qing leading me deeper into the prison?
The two of them ran swiftly, eventually stopping at the end of the cell block.
Before them stood a large iron door, dark as night. If they were not mistaken, this should be the exit.
Ruo Qing clasped her hands together, gathering energy in her palms. Slowly, a faint "卍" symbol began to materialize at the tips of her fingers.
When Ruo Qing pressed this "卍" symbol against the iron door, there was a sharp click, and the door swung open.
She turned to look at me, her expression complex, her voice particularly low. "Yan Xi, I can only help you this far. Remember to take care of Bao for me."
"Come with me, Ruo Qing."
She shook her head and pushed me out, closing the heavy door behind her.
I glanced back one last time. Inside that dark door, I had no idea what kind of punishment Ruo Qing would face for letting me go; it must have been a grave sin.
Time was pressing; I could not linger any longer. I had to hurry.
After running a few dozen meters forward, I found myself facing a dead end.
A cliff loomed ahead, with turbulent waves crashing below, roaring like a beast. The surroundings were desolate; not even a blade of grass reached my feet.
If I didn’t jump off this cliff, I would likely be caught again.
Under normal circumstances, I might have considered it a gamble, but now I was pregnant.
As I hesitated, I heard a noise from the iron door behind me.
Had I been discovered?
There was no time to dwell on it anymore. I whispered an apology to the child inside me, pressed my hands against my belly, and leaped into the sea.
The immense impact nearly knocked me unconscious. Clinging to the last shred of awareness, I swam desperately forward.
What I never expected was that the damned Cult of Spirits was still at work beneath the waves.
Two massive iron doors blocked my path.
I swam up and frantically pounded on the doors.
Damn it, there was a keypad lock!
I had held my breath for too long; my lungs felt like they were about to explode. I tried entering the three-digit code over a dozen times, but nothing worked.
Just as I was about to give up, I remembered a hint I hadn't used: Chuchen had been rubbing his face in front of me repeatedly.
I thought that number might be it, but it seemed that wasn't the case. When faced with life and death, one's memory becomes remarkably sharp.
As I recalled Chuchen's gesture of stroking his face, I counted: one time, two times...
I understood.
I tried pressing the guessed number, holding my breath as I twisted the lock.
"Click."
A faint sound echoed; I had succeeded. The number I had drawn at that moment was 7, and the password for this lock was also 7. After successfully escaping, I struggled to swim forward.
Eventually, I collapsed on a beach, feeling utterly exhausted.
My limbs had almost no strength left, and I fell asleep right there on the sand.
A cool breeze swept over me, causing me to shiver all over. It was only then that I slowly woke up.
Sitting up, I looked around at this unfamiliar place, and it took me a moment to realize—I had escaped.
This place seemed like a deserted island; it hadn't been an easy journey.
As I calmed my mind to think, I finally grasped what felt off about the situation.
After retrieving the body from Mu Xuanche, the entire scheme should have begun to unfold.
First, Shangguan Zili threatened Mu Xuanche with a corpse in Zhao Village, and then there was a murder case in B City.
Master, we fell into their trap and ended up trapped beneath the Dark River. After sacrificing Mu Xuanche, we managed to escape.
Now there’s the case of President Chen’s murder. Master was sent away, and I was captured.
In the end, it was only me who got caught. So this is how it is.
Their target was actually me. I finally understand now.
But why me? Is it simply because of my birth time? Am I truly an ill-fated person?
My mind isn’t working well; I couldn’t come up with anything after thinking for so long.
I haven’t eaten, and my stomach is about to drive me crazy with hunger. I can only stand up and see if there’s anything to eat around this yellow place.
This island seems quite large; it even has tall trees growing.
I kept walking along the path, hoping to find some fruit to fill my stomach because I was too hungry.
However, these big trees and bushes had enormous leaves but not a single fruit in sight.
“What is that smell?”
I exclaimed in surprise as I caught a whiff of a particularly fragrant aroma, reminiscent of the scent my mother used to create when she cooked eggs with red wine.
As I caught a whiff of the aroma, my mouth watered uncontrollably, and I followed the scent.
Having jumped off the Cliff Top early this morning, it was now nearly noon, and I hadn't eaten anything for a full two days.
Not long after, I spotted a shack.
To my surprise, there was a shack on this deserted island. I wondered if it was inhabited by wild people, but despite my apprehension, my feet moved forward uncontrollably. I was simply too hungry to resist.
I approached the wooden door quietly and knocked softly. After a while, there was no sound from inside.
I knocked again, but still no response. Gathering my courage, I pushed the wooden door open.
The room was empty, but the delicious aroma of dishes wafted through the air.
What was going on? If no one was here, who had cooked the food?
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