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Chapter 476: Human Skin Puppet (Part Thirty-Nine)
Whenever I think of Qin Jian, I can't help but recall that hypnotist, the Wild Ghost. When I couldn't find Qin Jian, I sought out the Wild Ghost, only to discover that he was nowhere to be found. I began to wonder if Qin Jian might be with him. However, during my later investigation for clues, I inadvertently learned something.
This matter has yet to be confirmed, so I cannot disclose it just yet.
Now, it is the second spring since Qin Jian and I parted ways. The sun shines brightly, the fragrance of flowers fills the air, and the greenery of spring brings a refreshing sense of ease. Night falls quickly; Ling Juan and I had an early dinner while the Fatty was still catching up on sleep. I briefly mentioned that I was going out, but he merely waved his hand without opening his eyes to acknowledge me.
In my view, whether it is spring, summer, autumn, or winter, the city remains unchanged. Aside from the seasonal transformations, there seems to be no significant alterations. Even when streetlights break and are replaced with new ones, nothing particularly stands out to catch one's eye.
This was the darkest night of spring. Juanzi and I arrived at our destination, lurking in the quietest and most secluded alley of Ginkgo Alley in City A. The alley was deep and dimly lit by streetlights. I told Juanzi that this was where the security guard had committed suicide, causing her to instinctively move closer to me in fear.
Juanzi carried a familiar scent that reminded me of someone—my Mi.
"Does their family live nearby too?"
"How do you know?"
"I guessed." Juanzi's eyes sparkled in the darkness like black jewels as she focused intently on the pitch-black alley, her expression a mix of skepticism and curiosity: Could a target really appear? Boredom soon took over as she pulled out her phone to play games.
I reminded her to stay serious; a target was about to show up. She remained unconvinced, only cautious because of the incident with the security guard and unwilling to stray too far from me.
Creak—creak—In the stillness of the night, the sound of high heels clicking against the ground pierced through the silence. Juanzi and I immediately heightened our vigilance. A figure emerged from the darkness, dressed in an elegant black gown adorned with intricate lace embroidery at the hem. Below that lace were delicate alabaster legs that moved gracefully in slender high heels, each step producing a soft yet rhythmic sound akin to notes played on a piano.
This woman seemed to rise from the night like a ghost; if one were to catch a glimpse unexpectedly, they might indeed be startled. She was tall and wore a black gown that accentuated her ethereal gracefulness and poise, with an alluring charm rarely seen in ordinary women.
Ling Juan glanced at the woman before us with an annoyed expression and muttered loudly, "You called me here to see a beauty?"
"Look closely, she is not an ordinary woman."
"She’s just a woman, right? Maybe she’s just prettier than the average woman. It feels unreal."
Ling Juan's voice rose unintentionally, filled with emotion. I quickly gestured for her to be quiet and lowered my voice, saying, "She is my Gousi's woman."
Upon hearing this, Ling Juan perked up, her attention fixated on her. Her eyes were filled with disdain, as if to say, "Hmph, she looks like a seductress. Out this late? Who knows what she's up to."
The creaking sounds gradually faded away. Ling Juan, restless and fidgety, looked at me in confusion. "You can't be done just like that, can you? Shouldn't we follow her to see what she’s really up to?"
"Just calm down; we’ll have our answers soon." I recalled the first time I saw her at Xiong Wei's KV Bar. At first, I thought I had mistaken her for someone else. It wasn’t until I approached her and she ignored me that I began to think so. But what happened afterward left me speechless.
The alley fell silent again. Ling Juan and I felt like two restless spirits wandering in the night. After the figure disappeared into the distance, we didn’t remain hidden but instead stood up and moved deeper into the dark alley.
"Brother Qi, why do I feel so uneasy? Isn’t this area filled with abandoned buildings?" Ling Juan was right. Aside from a few half-finished structures that had been left to rot, there was indeed no one living here.
The reason these buildings became abandoned was due to corruption within the construction company, leading to financial troubles and ultimately causing the owner of the construction site to jump from the seventeenth floor one night to end all his worries.
His wife couldn’t bear the blow and lost her sanity, ending up in a Mental Hospital. Not long ago, I heard that Peng Hai was also in this Mental Hospital. Someone had sent a message to Fatty, hoping he would visit Peng Hai as his former brother-in-law, but Fatty didn’t go.
As Ling Juan and I walked further in, she shivered from the cold and hugged her arms tightly while stamping her feet. I stopped and pulled out two items from my bag: a Centennial Willow Leaf and a bottle of Century Dew. These were my grandfather's most treasured possessions; even Fatty wouldn’t dare touch them.
"What are you planning to do with those?" Ling Juan asked in confusion. She had changed into a beautiful new outfit she usually wouldn’t wear just because of my comment about taking a bath and changing clothes. It seemed she had misunderstood my intentions, thinking it was for a date.
I replied, "Just don’t say anything; close your eyes. Open them when I tell you to."
Ling Juan responded with an "Okay," closing her eyes and remaining still.
Liu Ye dipped his fingers in dew; this was the essential step to opening the Yin-Yang Eye. I waved my hand across Ling Juan's eyelids and recited an incantation: "Taishang Laojun divides the Three Pure Ones, Mahavairocana stabilizes the Three Souls, the Earth combines three fires, grant her the divine eye to observe Yin and Yang!" Then I told Ling Juan she could open her eyes, but she must not be afraid of whatever she saw, for fear would weaken her Yang energy, drawing the attention of those wandering spirits.
Ling Juan seemed too nervous to breathe, excitement bubbling within her as she prepared to see what she had longed for. She nodded vigorously, indicating her willingness to follow my instructions. However, facing things that were rarely seen and potentially terrifying was a true test of her mental fortitude.
When Ling Juan opened her eyes, she remembered my warning and stifled a scream. Instead, she quickly darted behind me, lowering her head to look at the ground. Her hands gripped my shoulders tightly as she whispered, "Brother Qi, I see something very frightening..."
This was a serious mistake on her part; it wasn't just that she had jumped behind me, but rather that her hands resting on my shoulders disrupted the balance of energy. There are three fires on a person's body: one on each shoulder and one atop the head. With her actions, she extinguished the two fires on my shoulders. While she hid behind me, a fierce evil spirit surged forward from in front of me. Noticing the significant drop in my Yang energy due to the extinguished flames, it lunged at me with alarming speed.
I cursed under my breath; just because my Yang energy had diminished didn't mean I couldn't fight back. I swiftly waved my hand and drew a symbol in the air. A spinning Bagua diagram enveloped the approaching evil spirit with a shimmering barrier.
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