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"Going home? But his things are still here."
Buddy turned to look at the nearby Vegetable Stall. "I’m not sure about that; maybe he’ll come back for them later." After saying this, he noticed I had no intention of buying anything and returned to sit on the wooden bench behind him, continuing to play on his phone.
Seeing that he had no further interest in me, I decided to leave. Just then, I heard Li Zhisheng's voice behind me, "Shen Xu, wait..."
I stopped and turned around, only to see Li Zhisheng walking quickly toward me with a man beside him. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the person accompanying Li Zhisheng was Haoyang.
I was puzzled as to why Haoyang was with Li Zhisheng when they reached me. Li Zhisheng was panting as he said, "About... about the Blood Farmer, he seems to have some clues and sent me to find you..."
Upon hearing this, suspicion arose within me. How could he know about the Blood Farmer?
Haoyang seemed to sense my thoughts. Before I could ask any questions, he spoke first. "I know you still have a lot of reservations about me, but I'm really here to help you this time."
"How do you know about the Blood Farmer?" I questioned.
Haoyang smiled faintly, revealing a canine tooth on his left side. "It seems your friend has misunderstood something. I don’t know what you all think the Blood Farmer is; I just know what you're looking for, and I can help you."
"Go on," I replied.
"After I left you that night, I didn’t actually go far. I stayed nearby because I was worried about Mr. Death Apostle encountering danger. But then I noticed you going to the market multiple times looking for someone. Out of habit from my profession, I instinctively followed you to see what was happening..."
"When you met that Vegetable Farmer for the second time, I accidentally overheard your conversation. After you left, the Vegetable Farmer also followed suit. He first went to the station and bought a ticket for a bus out of town. Since he didn’t take his things with him, it struck me as odd, so I hurried back to your place to tell you this news. But by then, you had already left, so I came with your friend to find you."
After listening to Haoyang's explanation, I understood the situation better and asked him, "So do you know where the Vegetable Farmer lives?"
Haoyang nodded. "I saw him buy a ticket to Liangmu Town, but after arriving there, where he went next is beyond my knowledge."
“Liangmu Town?” I had never heard of this town, so I had no idea where it was.
“It’s not surprising that you haven’t heard of it,” Haoyang said. “This town is quite far from the city; it takes about four to five hours by car, nestled between two large mountains.”
After listening, I pondered for a moment and asked Li Zhisheng, “Do Death Apostle and Hu Fang know about this?”
“I figured you would ask that. I’ve already left Yao Long and Hu Fang at home to protect Death Apostle. We should set off now…” Li Zhisheng pulled out a wrapped object from behind him and tossed it to me. “Here, I brought your thing.”
I caught what Li Zhisheng threw to me and weighed it in my hand. It was indeed Jiang Ling. “You really thought ahead.”
“Of course, you should know who I am…”
With that, the three of us hurried to the bus station. After a morning of hassle, it was nearing noon. We casually bought some food at the station before purchasing our tickets and boarding the bus.
On the bus, there were only three tickets left for this trip. Since Li Zhisheng had an earlier ticket number, while Haoyang and I were at the back, we had to sit separately.
Sitting in the back row, Haoyang was eating steaming dumplings. Noticing my silence beside him, he felt a bit awkward and said, “How about I switch seats with him? I can sit up front.” He pointed at Li Zhisheng, who was looking back at me.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. Just sit here.” At that moment, I thought to myself that Haoyang couldn’t possibly be an undercover agent sent by Yang Master. If he were, then Yang Master’s people would have acted long ago…
Just as I was thinking this, Haoyang said, “I know you’re still wary of me. If I were in your position, I might act even more aggressively. I appreciate that you can treat me like this now.”
He quickly finished his food and stuffed the empty wrapper into his pocket. Hearing this, I smiled and said, “Since we’re being honest now, I won’t hide anything from you. To be frank, I still have some doubts about you. However, you saved Death Apostle, and that alone is enough to earn trust. After all, Yang Master’s people are intent on eliminating Death Apostle. If you were a spy, they wouldn’t let such an opportunity slip by.”
“I understand what you mean…” Before I could finish, Haoyang interjected calmly, “After all, I have deceived you before. It’s only natural for you to doubt me now. Trust between people is a fragile thing; it’s like a piece of white paper—once it gets wrinkled, it’s nearly impossible to restore.”
Hearing him say that, I couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, that's how human emotions are. People always go through life deceiving each other. If everyone could be honest, how beautiful this world would be..."
Haoyang smiled bitterly, "Ideals are just ideals, but people need to survive. It's inevitable to tell some lies for one's own benefit..."
As the conversation deepened, I felt the atmosphere growing heavy. I quickly changed the subject to avoid these societal issues and said to Haoyang, "Alright, let's not dwell on that. I have something I want to ask you..."
"What is it?" Haoyang turned his head, looking at me with curiosity.
"When you were following me before, did you notice anything unusual?"
"Unusual things..." Haoyang fell into deep thought. After a long pause, he suddenly exclaimed, "You know what? There is something that struck me as odd."
Seeing this, I thought he might have noticed something strange about the old man selling vegetables. To my surprise, he said, "After I left you, I realized that the place where you live seems to be under constant surveillance. However, no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find anyone watching you. Yet that feeling of unease and a strong sense of pressure has always been there..."
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