Zhang Xiaochun and Li Jiayuan immediately got up and pulled Suyuan over. This time, neither of them laughed—instead, they eased the tension. We drank for quite a while, then Suyuan carried Mingxuan Yu into the basement. 001 lay sleeping on top of me, her hands tightly clasped around my neck. I wanted to shake her off, but after thinking about it, I didn’t.
There might still be many members of the Ghost Burial Squad alive.
At that moment, Suyuan came out and said something—I looked at him in surprise.
Didn’t Shijian already say it before? All the Ghost Burial Squad members died, forced into killing each other by the Immortality Society.
Then Suyuan told me that after Mingxuan Yu woke up and learned many things, he became confused about the deaths of the Ghost Burial Squad. Mingxuan Yu explained that previously, Mao Xiaoyu used a special technique to collect the blood and hair of all Ghost Burial Squad members and made straw dolls for each. If a member died, the straw doll would catch fire. However, when Hu Tianshuo called, he sent people to check the basement of Mao Xiaoyu’s house, and none of the captured Ghost Burial Squad members, including the trainees, had died.
I looked at Suyuan in confusion.
That’s believable. I’ve seen this kind of special Daoist technique before—it has no real effect except to determine life and death. It seems the Immortality Society values this batch of Ghost Burial Squad experimental subjects highly.
Li Jiayuan said.
Could that old bastard Shijian be lying?
Not necessarily. I’ve already infiltrated Shijian’s dreams and seen a lot—the facts are just as he saw them. The scene was indeed cruel for any human.
I looked at Zhang Xiaochun.
I later learned that Ma Yongjie went to see Hu Tianshuo, apparently to discuss something important.
Xiao Yu, you just came back to life not long ago. You should rest in the basement—your condition is still very unusual.
Suyuan said this as he walked over to Mingxuan Yu and picked him up. I swallowed hard—sure enough, Mingxuan Yu couldn’t move freely during the day.
Put me down.
Mingxuan Yu shouted, and I watched the two of them head into the backyard. We hurried after them, and then Suyuan carried Mingxuan Yu inside. I couldn’t help but feel a chill run down my spine.
Don’t overthink it. We’ll just wait for Ethan Zhang to return, and then we’ll go with you to find those Forsaken.
Li Jiayuan stood up. I grunted, though I planned to leave right away, I was still worried about 001 and 007.
Go ahead and don’t worry. I’ll look after them—leave this place to me.
Suyuan said, and I glanced at him.
Please don’t show that girl any more weird stuff, okay?
What’s this about?
Right, what about Han Qujian?
Zhang Xiaochun asked, looking anxious.
Let’s sit down first. We can talk over drinks.