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Silence.
There was no sound for a long time.
Wang Chenghao did not know what to feel in his heart. There were all sorts of ups and downs.
Finally, he asked hoarsely, "What's … your daughter's name?
I mean … do you know her online username? "
The old man nodded, "I still remember it. It's quite nice. I think it's called … That Amorous Affair."
Wang Chenghao buried his face in his hands and sat quietly on the sofa without saying a word.
He knew that … it was this damned woman who had harmed his entire family!
Unfortunately, he didn't know the truth. Qin Ye hadn't given him the recording pen.
Qin Ye simply felt that it wouldn't be a bad idea to leave a perfect impression on his son.
A father's debt shouldn't be repaid by an ignorant son.
But right now, Wang Chenghao couldn't even begin to describe the feelings in his heart.
They weren't the only ones who had lost their families.
Even after Zhou Dongfang's death, he had been waiting for news of his daughter who had jumped off the building.
Yet, an Emissary of Hell had arrived.
"What are you going to do?" He clasped his hands together and looked at Qin Ye with bloodshot eyes.
"Take him away." Qin Ye responded emotionlessly, "He's wrong.
Firstly, there's no corpse in the coffin upstairs. The corpse was carried to Westriver by the pallbearers.
Someone must've told him that his daughter could live on in a different way, so he agreed. "
He recalled the evil ghost that he had seen back then - the one that was riddled with holes.
Three people would make a tiger out of a thousand.
So … did she bear the burden of her family's sins in passing?
"Secondly, his daughter didn't return. As a house god, he could sense that his daughter's soul had dissipated.
Therefore … he wanted to use the souls of the living to nourish his daughter. It was only a matter of time before she turned into an evil ghost. "
He gazed deeply into Zhou Dongfang's eyes, "You don't understand the world of souls at all.
Your methods are completely useless. Besides, I can't tolerate your presence here any longer.
As long as you harbor such thoughts, you're no longer a house god. This is your duty, understand? "
The old man chuckled bitterly and pulled up his trousers.
One could see with the naked eye that his feet had turned completely black and were incomparably ethereal.
"I understand …"
"Caw caw … caw!!" Someone's rooster crowed, followed by the crowing of roosters in the distant fields.
The sky began to brighten, and the old man's body began to show signs of fading under the light of dawn.
Qin Ye responded calmly, "One last question."
His voice was extremely solemn. "Back then, you allowed them to carry Zhou Fangrong's body away.
Who … is it? "
"Did they ever reveal their true identities to you?"
Zhou Dongfang thought about it carefully and said, "No, but I will not let my daughter leave me.
I know that good and evil are repaid accordingly. I believe in the existence of Hell.
As a House Immortal, he naturally understood some things.
I know my daughter can't do this, and it won't end well. "
He took a deep breath, and his eyes revealed a trace of fear, "But … they showed me something!
As if by magic, I can't remember when I nodded.
When I woke up, my daughter's body was no longer here. "
"What is that?!"
"It's a symbol. It's extremely ancient, and I can feel the vicissitudes of life just by looking at it … I-I'll draw it for you!"
House Immortals could touch physical objects, but it was limited to very small objects. Pens were not a problem.
Zhou Dongfang drew on a piece of paper and handed it to Qin Ye.
Qin Ye took a closer look, and then furrowed his brows.
Indeed …
This symbol is definitely something with a history.
Some things are incompatible with modern civilization, and you can tell at a glance that it's an antique.
This symbol was one such example.
It was a wolf's head.
Just like an ancient totem symbol, the drawing carried with it a lingering charm.
As Qin Ye stared at the wolf's head, the wolf's head appeared to be staring back at him.
This was the key to unraveling the mastermind behind the puppeteer!
Qin Ye carefully kept it, and then nodded to Zhou Dongfang, "Are you ready?"
The light grew brighter and brighter, and Zhou Dongfang's body grew more and more ethereal. He smiled and looked at his hands, "Truth be told, I'm tired after waiting for so long."
"Let's go."
Qin Ye nodded. The demonhead saber appeared out of thin air, and with a gentle slash, Zhou Dongfang's body transformed into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the blade.
"Rest for a while. We'll be on our way when you wake up." He patted Wang Chenghao on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, there's no ghost here.
The woman you saw was a remnant of Zhou Fangrong's life.
Do you remember her black dress?
Zhou Dongfang is gone, and she has no right to remain here.
There's a coffin on the second floor, and there's no one there either. "
"The blood on the first floor is the result of some busybodies splattering paint on Zhou Fangrong's body after the incident. Her memorial tablet is placed on the shelf.
Even though this old man wanted to harm us, he still had a shred of conscience left in him.
Instead, he kept trying to persuade us to leave. Perhaps … he's struggling with his conscience. "
Wang Chenghao walked up the stairs in a daze.
Qin Ye didn't sleep.
He arrived at Zhou Fangrong's coffin. A nethergale swept across the room, and he transformed into his Hell's Emissary state.
He reached into his undergarments, and pulled out … a recording pen.
"To have an Emissary of Hell mourn for you after your death. What a big deal." He chuckled, and flames suddenly erupted from his hands, incinerating the recording pen into ashes.
Strangely enough, the ashes appeared to have a life of their own. They transformed into a wisp of black smoke that circled around the candles.
The four candles were extinguished in unison.
Only then did they scatter onto the coffin.
"Rest in peace." Qin Ye patted the coffin, "Both you and Wang Zemin were in the wrong.
It doesn't matter who's right and who's wrong after death. "
"You've killed his entire family. I've only just realized that you were avenging your parents … His heart is pitiful. That said, there's always something hateful about a pitiful person.
I don't pity you in the slightest when you were alive. "
"Don't worry, I haven't given this pen to anyone.
Wang Chenghao didn't give it to you, and neither did your father.
Let them … keep this as a memento.
Let them maintain the perfect image of their loved ones. "
He gently shut the door.
Click … This signified that the ties between the Wang Clan and the Zhou Clan had finally come to an end.
Just before he shut the door, he vaguely heard a mournful wail, almost as though a heartbroken person were crying bitterly to the heavens.
As soon as he went downstairs, he leaned back on the sofa and rested.
When he woke up again, he was jolted awake by a group of people banging on the door.
Everyone had anxious expressions on their faces. There were uncles, aunties, and many youngsters.
They banged on the door desperately, shouting at the top of their lungs.
"Don't fall asleep!" "Wake up!
Wake up!! "" Don't fall asleep here!!
There's a ghost … there's really a ghost!! "
Qin Ye rubbed his eyes and walked to the door. As soon as he touched the lock on the door, it broke and fell off.
The lock was completely different from the one he had seen last night. This lock was covered with rust.
It was almost as though it hadn't been opened for years.
"Kid!
Are you alright?!! "An aunty rushed in and dragged him out," Hurry up … hurry up!
This … this place isn't clean! "
"I'm fine."
Qin Ye smiled and pulled her hand away, "I don't know when I got here last night. That's right, my classmate is still upstairs."
"Hurry up and call him down!" "It's daytime now. I'll go get him!"
At once, two young men hurried over and called out to the sleepy Wang Chenghao.
Wang Chenghao slowly regained his senses as the people around him began to speak up in concern.
The two men followed the crowd out of the hotel and took another look around.
Only to discover … that the hotel was even more dilapidated than when they had arrived last night!
The words' Ru Jia Hotel 'were crooked and covered in cobwebs. The entire building was mottled, and the paint on the walls was peeling off.
It didn't look like anyone would enter the hotel at all.
"Kid, you're lucky."
A middle-aged man took a puff of a cigarette and lamented, "An old couple died in this building a few years ago. Ever since that day, the old man has been seen coming out of the hotel every night.
It's uncanny. "
"I know, right …" The aunty from earlier sighed wistfully, "This world … Old Zhou doesn't care what happens to his daughter, but the old couple are good people … Why don't these youngsters know how to be merciful with their words?"
Wang Chenghao remained silent. He appeared to have matured significantly overnight.
After nodding his thanks, he pulled Qin Ye into the car.
"What's the hurry?" The car began to drive straight back to the City of Salvation.
Qin Ye leaned against the window and asked casually.
Wang Chenghao shook his head, "Staying here … I can't help but feel suffocated."
"You'll get used to it after you've seen more of it.
You might even become my assistant in the future. "
Wang Chenghao shook his head once more. This time, he was resolute, "I think I can do logistics. But … I don't want to experience something like this a second time."
Qin Ye smiled, "Do you know something? I used to be the same."
"Oh?
Then why have you changed? "
"It's only natural that I've changed after seeing too much of it.
Humans … perhaps the price of growth is indifference. "
"... Don't make it sound so depressing. I'm only eighteen years old!"
"Oh, that's right. There's also hypocrisy."
The voices of the two youths gradually faded into the distance. A few hours later, the words' City of Salvation 'appeared right above the toll booth.
The traffic was heavy, and the traffic was slow.
Wang Chenghao had already prepared himself for a long period of time. He had water, bread, instant noodles, power banks, and everything else.
But who knew that he would have to wait for two hours!
"My god!!" He was a young man after all, and he couldn't hold it in any longer.
He rolled his eyes and slumped back into the driver's seat, "Bloody hell … what kind of efficiency is this?!
It takes two hours just to get into the city!
Do I even want to live?! "
Knock, knock, knock … Just then, there was a knock on the car door.
Wang Chenghao rolled down the car window in boredom and looked down at the enthusiastic young man carrying a circular utensil made of bamboo strips on his back. Wang Chenghao waved his hands, "I'm not buying anything. There's some in the car."
The young man's expression immediately collapsed. He sighed helplessly and walked towards the next car under the scorching noon sun.
Suddenly, Qin Ye turned around, "Hang on."
"Alright, boss. What do you want?
Mineral water, paper towels, cigarettes, pickled peppers, chicken feet, magazines, you name it.
You can even scan the QR code! "The young man was instantly rejuvenated.
You've learned how to do that, haven't you?
Qin Ye smiled and pulled out a ten yuan note and handed it over, "Why's it so congested today?"
The young man beamed with joy, "Boss, it's not just today. It's been this congested every single day for the past four months. The drivers are going crazy.
There are many people entering the city now, but there are far fewer people leaving the city. I'm just afraid that I'll be stuck in traffic again. "
Qin Ye blinked, "Why?"