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It was a matter of great importance, a life-and-death situation. Ye Chenfeng's face was like winter frost on a June day, his fists clenched tightly, making a cracking sound as he remained motionless for a long time. His cheeks trembled slightly with anger, and his nostrils flared as he breathed heavily, his voice piercing and causing Marin's eardrums to ache.
This furious man was a stark contrast to the polite Ye Chenfeng from before. He was genuinely angry, an inner fury that roared like a lion, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.
Ye Chenfeng glanced around at the people present, realizing that he had lost his composure earlier. Struggling to suppress his grief, he cleared his throat and changed his tone, saying, "Let's talk privately."
The body of Ye Dad was taken away after being marked and circled, finally loaded onto a stretcher and into the funeral home vehicle.
Ye Chenfeng remained at the scene.
He held his head in anguish, his eyes bloodshot and frightening.
Marin dared not meet his gaze; she simply held her son's small hand tightly, trembling all over, unsure of what to say.
"Mommy hurts," Little Bear cried out, as Marin had accidentally squeezed his hand too hard. At his cry, she jolted and instinctively loosened her grip, looking towards Ye Chenfeng.
"Did he really do all this?"
"What do you think?" Ye Chenfeng raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed intently on Marin.
Marin shivered in fear, a chill running down her spine. She stammered, "He died in the fire..."
Upon hearing Marin's words, Ye Chenfeng closed his eyes briefly. When he stood up, he swayed slightly. Then he lowered his voice, suppressing the deep-seated rage within him as he emphasized, "Why couldn't you tell me about the cause of his death sooner?"
"He borrowed money for water; the relevant authorities ordered him to shut down his shop. He was very angry. It was a dark night; he drank a lot and gave me all the little money he had left before leaving our happy home for University Road. That night I couldn't reach him by phone; I was pregnant and feeling unwell, so I didn't go looking for him. The next day I learned of his death... He died disgracefully and implicated innocent people. Various parties tried to keep this information under wraps to minimize the incident because they didn't want it to affect the university construction bidding."
Ye Chenfeng took out a cigarette but did not light it; instead, he crushed it fiercely in his hand.
Marin continued, "After this incident, I thought everything was over, but unexpectedly, after he died, my nightmare began. The debt suffocated me, and no matter how much I hid, it was futile. In the end, I had no choice but to buy a house just to barely pay off the water bill he borrowed. Who can understand my suffering? If you blame me now, who should I blame?"
"I'm sorry, I was harsh earlier. But Xiong Biao really caused the deaths of many innocent people. He is no longer the lover you once knew; he has become a relentless vengeful spirit. He is playing a guessing game with me now. If I can predict who his next victim will be and save that person before him, he will voluntarily leave our lives. What I want to know is how much truth there is in his words."
Marin listened to Ye Chenfeng talk about how Xiong Biao harmed others while continuing to watch a bloody and terrifying movie. She sniffed and said softly, "He is very cunning; you need to be careful."
"He isn't here." Ye Chenfeng looked around at the circles drawn on the ground after his father's death, each one glaringly bright. No matter how wrong they were as parents, they shouldn't have met such a tragic end. He walked back the way he came to inform Uncle of his father's unfortunate news.
"Where are you going?" Marin hurriedly followed and said, "I drove here; why don't you just ride with me?"
Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, "Perfect timing; we need to find someone."
"Who are we looking for?"
"A girl—a girl who has made a pact with a ghost."
"Oh."
Little Bear was still a child; he was mischievous, tossing toys around in the car. It seemed that Marin had bought them for him after picking him up.
"Did Xiong Biao love children?"
"Yes, very much. When I was pregnant, he always liked to press his ear against my belly, saying he wanted to talk to the baby. He even claimed it was the latest trend in prenatal education." Marin focused on driving and sighed, "If only Xiong Biao hadn't met with that accident, the child wouldn't have to miss out on a father's love..."
"There is everything in this world except for regret medicine; there is nothing that can reverse time."
Marin fell silent, concentrating on driving.
The road section was bustling with traffic and crowds, a scene that could only be described as a throng of people and a cacophony of voices.
Little Bear lay on the car window, his small mouth pressed tightly against the glass; he enjoyed the lively atmosphere.
Ye Chenfeng focused intently on the crowd, carefully scanning for any sign of Sun Xianger among them.
What kind of close connection existed between Xiong Biao and Sun Xianger?
Sun Xianger had narrowly escaped death, fleeing from a sea of flames. This experience bore some resemblance to Xiong Biao's situation—one had perished in the fire while the other had miraculously survived.
Those who lost their lives often clung to their obsessions. They channeled their grievances into this incident, directing all their anger and resentment towards those they felt had wronged them, ultimately transforming into a fierce rage and hatred.
The innocent victims who went missing on University Road became cheap sacrifices.
Those who vanished without a trace, neither seen alive nor dead, might be lurking in every dark corner of University Road. Their bodies had likely decayed beyond recognition, while their souls became puppets under Xiong Biao's command, relentlessly harming more innocents.
The atmosphere inside the car was stiflingly oppressive.
Little Bear had unknowingly fallen asleep at some point, curled up on the seat. Ye Chenfeng draped an unfamiliar coat over him and watched Marin drive with intense concentration, though his thoughts were elsewhere.
Faced with Marin, Ye Chenfeng found it impossible to use his mind-reading abilities.
Xiong Biao may not have been a good person, but Marin was not evil either.
Ye Chenfeng couldn't understand how Marin could possibly be attracted to someone like Xiong Biao.
Perhaps she hoped to create a miracle.
In today's society, it's difficult to have both love and material wealth, unless one is like Marin, creating miracles.
Xiong Biao had no character; in his youth, he was nothing short of foolish.
Marin, pure and beautiful, ignored the many suitors and dramatically chose to follow Xiong Biao.
This was her bargaining chip for creating a miracle, but in doing so, she also harmed herself.
Ye Chenfeng suddenly had a plan.
He couldn't figure out who Xiong Biao's next target would be. It could be Ding Li, or perhaps Uncle, who was far away abroad, or even himself, who was so close at hand.
To protect everyone from the threats of harm and death posed by Xiong Biao, Ye Chenfeng knew he couldn't cover all bases.
He could only go all in and choose to go to University Road.
The plan was to kidnap Marin and her son, Little Bear.
Ironically, Ye Chenfeng's kidnapping wasn't about extorting money or settling personal grudges. It was aimed at dealing with the deranged demon that was Xiong Biao.
Ye Chenfeng remembered that before Xiong Biao took another life, he always dropped hints.
"Can you pull over?" Ye Chenfeng said coldly to Marin, who was driving ahead.
Marin looked around; they were still a while away from University Road. What did Ye Chenfeng want to do by stopping here?
The car came to a halt, and Ye Chenfeng handed Marin a bottle of water. "I'll drive; you take care of Little Bear. Don't let him catch a cold."
"Is this the real reason for stopping the car?" Marin sighed in relief, feeling indeed tired. She smiled at Ye Chenfeng in the rearview mirror, stretched her back, took the bottle of water, and quickly adjusted her position after getting out of the car to switch seats.
Ye Chenfeng was driving.
Marin stayed in the back seat to take care of their son, which made sense.
After all, this man was not married yet and lacked the experience of caring for a family as an adult.
The car moved slowly, inching toward their destination.
There were hardly any people around; why was Ye Chenfeng driving so slowly? Marin wanted to ask, but she capped the half-finished bottle of water, tucked it into the pocket behind the seat, and felt drowsy, wanting to sleep.
Before she could voice her question, she tilted her head and fell asleep.
Seeing Marin asleep, Ye Chenfeng pulled over to the side of the road. He casually bought some rope from a nearby shop and returned to the car. He securely tied Marin up, then stuffed a cloth into her mouth and used shoelaces to secure Little Bear next to her before confidently sitting back in the driver's seat. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and began to smoke leisurely.
After a while, just as the clock struck the right time, his phone rang.
The ringing signaled a crucial moment where Xiong Biao and Ye Chenfeng were racing against time to seize an opportunity.
Ye Chenfeng answered the call.
The voice on the other end was indeed a hoarse and surreal sound.
Listening to that strange voice felt like millions of cockroaches crawling all over him, sending chills down his spine.
"Kid, who’s our next target? Let’s continue our game."
"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you. I have two hostages here, one is named Marin. The other, you must have known for a long time," Ye Chenfeng said. He learned from Marin that before the child was born, Xiong Biao had already chosen a name: Little Bear. Lacking education, he could only come up with a nickname; the full name was left to Marin.
"Hahaha, you're looking for death. Do you know who your grandfather is?"
"Of course. Aren't you Little Bear's biological father? Marin and Little Bear are in my hands. If more people continue to die, I won't hesitate to deal with the mother and child. Not only that, but I'll also use things you can't even imagine to trap their souls, ensuring they never find peace in death."
"What do you want?"
The voice on the other end of the line was clearly frightened. Ye Chenfeng smiled knowingly and replied slowly, "A debt owed by a father must be repaid by his son; you understand this better than I do."
"Xiao Xiao... you've got guts... Fine, I'll come out..."
While Ye Chenfeng was on the phone, he carefully surveyed his surroundings.
Their car was parked properly, surrounded by other vehicles, yet not a single person passed by.
Just as he wondered how Xiong Biao would appear, suddenly Sun Xianger stood in front of him.
Yes, it was indeed Sun Xianger.
She clenched her fists, her eyes blazing with anger, and her expression was one of hatred that didn't match her age.
Was Xiong Biao trying to take over Xianger's body?
This was a sign of possession occurring after the host lost consciousness.
Ye Chenfeng got out of the car, holding a container filled with gasoline.
He opened the car door and carried out Little Bear.
Marin was still in a deep sleep.
The effects of the mineral water medication would take two hours to wear off.
Sun Xianger looked at Little Bear, held in Ye Chenfeng's arms, and smiled, her eyes filled with a mix of hatred and affection.
"Let him go."
"You let her go too," Ye Chenfeng demanded Xiong Biao to release Sun Xianger.
Xiong Biao sneered, "Not a chance. She has a demon contract with me, and I particularly enjoy this little body. When there's nothing else to do, I can entertain myself for a while. Do you want to know the secret of what an unopened flower bud is like?"
"You are shameless." Ye Chenfeng could easily imagine the filthy thoughts swirling in Xiong Biao's mind as he sought to occupy Sun Xianger's body.
"Shameless? Aren't you shameless yourself? Using my wife and child as leverage to gain your winning chips—this world is full of shameless people, including you, a fake Taoist. Do you know about the time I was bitten by Pit Bull over a decade ago? That was your biological father, a seemingly respectable hypocrite. If he had been magnanimous enough to consider that I am someone with an unstable personality and low intelligence, would he still be dead now?" Sun Xianger's lips curled into a sinister smile as she gestured, "Bang... blood splattered everywhere... an unparalleled beautiful scene, a vibrant life so fragile, willing to become my puppet rather than choosing bravery. He jumped right in front of you."
"You demon." Ye Chenfeng frowned and pretended to choke Little Bear by the neck, saying, "Stop your nonsense and get out of Sun Xianger's body, or you'll be left without heirs."
"Wait..." Xiong Biao, inhabiting Sun Xianger's body, was startled. He stared intently at Little Bear and then glanced back at Marin, who was still asleep in the car. With another cold laugh, he said, "Do you think this will force me to submit? Everyone knows you're a Taoist—a savior in times of danger. How could you joke with my wife and child's lives?"
Ye Chenfeng nonchalantly smiled and replied, "Have you heard that even a cornered rabbit will bite?"
Xiong Biao was clearly stalling for time.
At the same time, he was deliberately drawing the attention of those around them; Ye Chenfeng holding a child and threatening a girl was indeed a serious mistake.
At that moment, Marin woke up in the car, realizing she was bound. In a daze, she saw Ye Chenfeng holding Little Bear and talking to a little girl. In a panic, she forcefully spat out the gag in her mouth and shouted, "Ye Chenfeng, don't hurt Little Bear!"
Marin woke up earlier than expected, which caught Ye Chenfeng off guard.
Perhaps it was the bond between mother and child; when Little Bear felt threatened, her consciousness broke through the barriers and she awakened.
Hearing Marin's shout, Sun Xianger paused for a moment, her expression shifting significantly. She lunged forward toward the car, staring at Marin's trembling lips, unable to speak for a long time.
Marin looked at the girl rushing toward her; there was something strange in her eyes.
"Marin, this is Xiong Biao. Xiong Biao has possessed Sun Xianger's body."
Marin was startled again and nodded at Sun Xianger for confirmation. "Xiong Biao, help me untie the ropes. He..."
"Linlin..." Xiong Biao, possessing Sun Xianger, frantically began to untie Marin's ropes.
Marin grabbed her and kept winking at Ye Chenfeng.
"Xiong Biao, you've misunderstood him; he is our benefactor."
"How is that possible? He wants to harm both of you."
Ye Chenfeng knew what Marin intended to do. He simply held Little Bear tightly and did not take a step forward. He remained as an indifferent observer, quietly watching them.
"After you die, I don't want to live either. If it weren't for the child kicking me from inside, perhaps I would have already gone with you to that cold and dark place. You borrowed money at high interest; the debt collectors were pushing me to the brink. I bought a house, set up a stall, and even gave away our only child."
The possessed Xiong Biao was furious upon hearing Marin's words. He reached out and grabbed her by the neck, saying, "How could you do this? He is a child of the Xiong family."
Marin struggled for a moment and defended herself, "Let me finish speaking before you kill me."
People passing by were curious about what was happening. If it weren't for Ye Chenfeng's timely intervention, things could have escalated into a big mess.
Ye Chenfeng lied to the onlookers, saying, "Sorry, we're filming a movie, a web series." Some hurried away upon hearing this, while others wanted to know the name of the web series. He casually replied, "The Ghost-Quaking Scripture."
The possessed Xiong Biao released his grip and said menacingly, "You're about to die; hurry up and finish your words."
Even if Marin wanted to create a miracle, her foolishness would ultimately make her a victim of her own stupidity.
Marin's heart sank to an extreme low.
She nodded and said, "Your father has passed away. He found us and told us that he wanted to see you one last time. In the end, you and your father died on the same day; you both missed each other on the road to the underworld. I was fortunate enough to learn this news and went with him to the hospital to see your father. Your father was an incredible man. He saved every penny, even when he was sick he wouldn't spend a dime, but he saved that money to buy you a car. Of course, I ended up with that money; I used it to buy a car and a house, and I even found your son, Little Bear."
"Is everything you're saying true?"
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