Book 3: Chapter 15: Visiting Entertainment City once again
Once they got back from dinner, they sat in Xiao Xias room and discussed the recent happenings. After listening to Xiao Xia and Wan Lis careful account, Ruan Zhan knit his brows tightly.
It seems this matter wasnt simple. It wasnt like their previous cases which were caused by the victims having provoked evil spirits. Xiao Xia could be said to have coincidentally gotten involved and ended up getting threatened and obstructed. They only carried out their exorcisms because Xiao Xia insisted on helping those people.
This time however, Xiao Xia wasnt that deeply involved. If Gu Yu Fang hadnt died, perhaps the attacks on Xiao Xia could be explained as threats to make her withdraw, though it would be a stretch. However, now that Gu Yu Fang was dead and the police were involved, with Xiao Xia having no further leads, she was essentially no longer part of the matter. Why would someone manipulate a zombie into attacking her, and use the dreamkill spell on her last night?
If everything was done by the same person, it was certain the cult must be involved.
But these were all high level spells, and would have effects on the caster. Their identity may even get exposed. There was no need to use these methods against someone who was absolutely no threat. It did more harm than good. Therefore, it definitely wasnt so simple. There had to be something they werent aware of.
Didnt you have evidence? He asked Wan Li.
Oh, here. Wan Li took out a paper bag and pulled out the steel needle and the slightly smudged talisman.
Ruan Zhan examined the objects carefully, his serious demeanor making Xiao Xia afraid to even breathe too loudly.
Breathe, breathe. Wan Li patted her. Its not rocket science. Hes just messing around with medieval superstition. Youre going to suffocate at this rate.
Was the steel needle only inserted halfway into the head? Ruan Zhan interrupted Wan Li.
Only half. Otherwise I wouldnt have known how to subdue her. Luckily no one saw me at the time. I was squirming around on top of the womans corpse. It looked very perverted.
Ruan Zhan didnt speak. He had a feeling that someone was controlling this entire matter from behind the scenes. Furthermore, that persons schemes and focus seemed to include a thorough grasp of their movements. It was really hard to deal with.
How is it? The impetuous Xiao Xia couldnt help but ask.
Well have to see about the other things, but the zombie and the dreamkill spell was definitely done by the same person.
Can you tell which sect? Xiao Xia was very curious. Dont wuxia novels all have sects?
Do you really take him for some grandmaster? Wan Li interrupted. Hes just a fortune teller muddling away his days. How could it be so organized?
Ruan Zhan ignored his sarcasm and nodded at Xiao Xia. Not just anyone can draw effective talismans. Only those with magic powers can impart spiritual energy onto them. The stronger their powers, the stronger the talisman. Furthermore, every person with such powers has their own style. Outsiders arent able to tell, but other experts can. Its similar to someones handwriting being unique.
If it was done by one person, does it have anything to do with the Flower Society?
The dream realm last night and this drawn talisman is clearly the work of the same person. Its very likely the Flower Society is involved, but well have to investigate further.
Xiao Xia looked at her watch. Soon. I forgot to tell you guys, I know her.
Oh, really? Wan Li was interested.
If your nonsense principle is really true, you should also know her. Xiao Xia said. Shes the kind passerby who helped me stem the bleeding when I was mugged in broad daylight the other day.
Really? Why dont I have any recollections? I must have been too worried about your wound, and missed out on the opportunity. How unfortunate. However, Ill definitely make up for it today.
Then we really must take a look. Ruan Zhan also grew interested. What sort of person has some fate with Xiao Xia?
See, shes appeared. Seeing their thirsty expressions, Xiao Xia pouted her lips in slight displeasure. But the singer had already appeared, and drew everyones attention as before.
Ruan Zhan stared silently at the singer, but his gaze wasnt full of praise like everyone else. Instead, it contained a sort of cold probing and calculation. His eyes didnt move the entire song.
May I ask that ladys name? He pulled a server over and stuffed a tip into his hand, pointing at the person on stage.
Hong Hao Hao, Miss Hong.
Can I meet her?
Im afraid not, sir. Miss Hong doesnt meet any of the customers.
Ruan Zhan nodded without a fuss and said to Wan Li. Then lets go.
Alright, lets go. We saw the beauty after all. The trip wasnt in vain. Wan Li smiled to cover the doubts in his heart. He had an inexplicable feeling in his heart and needed to think things over carefully. If we compared women to clothing, that one would be a mink fur coat. Our Xiao Xia would be a pure white cotton shirt.
Xiao Xia almost kicked him in her anger.
Hey, why are you getting angry?
Youre the psychologist. You dont need me to tell you. She walked ahead fuming.
Looking at Xiao Xias departing figure, Wan Li smiled. As expected, one shouldnt compliment other women when in front of one.
Why make her angry if you knew this?
Didnt you see shes been nervous ever since we got here? Theres no benefit to fear, but anger can sometimes stimulate courage.