Chapter 39 Did they really escape? [VIP]

It wasn't until they ran outside that Ziyu realized that the group had led them to a deserted place, to a small hill of unknown location.

The house where they were locked up turned out to be the only guesthouse in this remote wilderness, but it seemed that due to the dwindling number of tourists day after day, the maintenance of the surrounding area was perfunctory.

Ziyu originally thought that since they had room cards, there must be hotel owners and other guests nearby. However, they didn't encounter a single person until they ran out of the hotel.

At first glance, all that could be seen was overgrown weeds. Not far away, there was a small path worn into the ground, winding its way downhill, with no idea where it led.

The place was so empty and silent that it made me uneasy.

It was already getting dark, and the road ahead was not very clear, so they didn't have much time to hesitate.

They could either continue on their way or return to the hotel and wait for the three to wake up.

Ziyu pursed her lips.

Going back was impossible; there wasn't enough rope to tie up three burly men. Before leaving, he tried to take the phone from the man's hand, but unexpectedly, the phone, which was on a call just a second ago, suddenly lost all network connectivity.

Ziyu understood the situation.

"Come with me."

Ziyu said to the trembling little boy, "We must leave immediately."

The little boy still looked timid, following closely behind Ziyu.

Since there's a path, it means there's still a possibility of going down the mountain.

We're doing this as a last resort.

As darkness fell and the surroundings changed, the guesthouse and inn were left behind, and Ziyu's anxiety gradually subsided.

They're so far away, and this place is so big, those people definitely won't be able to find them.

However, if it gets completely dark, the two of them, without any tools or survival skills, are not safe in the wild.

"..."

The little boy quietly tugged at Ziyu's sleeve.

When Ziyu looked over, he pointed to a small cave hidden behind bushes.

The place was so inconspicuous that you couldn't see it at all unless you looked closely.

Ziyu's eyes lit up, and he led the little boy into the cave.

*

A phone call that is suddenly hung up on is not a good thing.

Mingyu also figured out what had happened amidst the heavy atmosphere.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and his body swayed precariously. If Lin Ke hadn't seen him and helped him up, he probably would have collapsed to the ground.

Qin Yuzhen's performance completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Compared to Mingyu's clear attitude, Qin Yuzhen's expression was more like a storm brewing, with an unfathomable emotion in his dark eyes that made people afraid to even approach him.

Qin Yuzhen dialed another number again.

A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yuzhen, have you thought it through? Are you ready to come back?"

The woman's gentle voice continued, "My dear child, your temper should be over by now."

Qin Yuzhen said in a low voice, "Send someone to find Ziyu."

"...What?" Qin's mother exclaimed in surprise on the other end of the phone, "Yu Yu is missing?"

The image of the unfamiliar Qin Yuzhen from her dream flashed through Qin's mother's mind again, and she felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly said, "Yuzhen, don't worry, Mom will definitely call someone to find Yuyu, but..."

Although Qin's mother was apprehensive, her inherent business acumen couldn't help but surface.

"I know." Qin Yuzhen had thought everything through when he dialed the number. "I will go back to the Qin family and go to the head office."

"Oh! Good, good!" Qin's mother beamed with joy. "Mom will definitely find Yu Yu for you!"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yuzhen took a deep look at Mingyu, who was limp all over. His bright, dog-like eyes were now dull and lifeless, and his handsome face was bruised and swollen, showing no trace of his former brilliance.

Qin Yuzhen felt contempt and clenched his fist.

Such a good-for-nothing dares to compete with him? So what if Mingyu is also reborn? A guy who has been spoiled since childhood and has never experienced any struggle, even if he is reborn countless times, nothing will change.

Ziyu is his, and only he is worthy of her.

Qin Yuzhen turned around, ignoring the police's shouts, and left the hotel.

Qin's mother and the police were only trying to increase the chances of finding Ziyu; she didn't want to sit idly by and wait for news from others.

He wants to find it himself.

*

"...We'll go down the mountain during the day tomorrow."

Inside the cave, Ziyu managed to get a lighter from his assistant and barely managed to start a small fire.

The little boy remained silent, curling himself up into a ball, crouching small by the fire. His long, thick hair covered most of his face, revealing only his delicate chin, giving Ziyu a familiar feeling.

Her face also looks very small.

Ziyu's heart softened.

This child probably hasn't even graduated yet. It's understandable that he feels resentful after experiencing something like this.

Do you know why you were kidnapped?

The little boy paused, then stammered, "I...I don't know."

"I went to find someone, but before I got there, I heard them talking about who they were going to arrest."

Perhaps guessing that Ziyu wasn't a bad person, the young boy spilled everything he knew.

“They said that if they couldn’t catch that person, they would be punished by the gods. They had to succeed. Another person kept saying that he wanted to kill him. I was scared when I heard that. When I was about to leave, I was discovered…” He thought of the previous scene and his body trembled violently. Ziyu couldn’t bear it and reached out to pat the little boy. The razor blade in his pocket accidentally fell out.

The little boy glanced at the razor blade, his expression unreadable.

He continued, "When I woke up again, I was locked in that room."

Ziyu was also taken aback by the boy's words.

The people he overheard mentioned "divine punishment," which is something that could never happen in this game.

He asked his assistant, who would only give him the vague answer that the system was still being upgraded and updated.

What exactly happened?

Does this mean there are new ways to play this game?

"And what about you?" the little boy mustered his courage and asked again, "Why were you kidnapped here?"

"Me?" Ziyu came back to his senses and said, "I don't know why either."

After hesitating for a moment, the little boy gave his guess: "It seems like they came specifically to kidnap you."

Ziyu fell silent.

He guessed it.

Since the other party mentioned Qinyu Town, they could only have come for him.

But the question is, what does "divine punishment" have to do with Qin Yuzhen and him?

Moreover, those three people are characters who would never appear in the story.

The little boy asked, "Did you offend anyone?"

Ziyu thought for a moment and said with a wry smile, "According to the latest situation of offending people, the person I should offend is Mingyu's stalker fan."

Seemingly recognizing a familiar word, the little boy looked up and stared blankly at Ziyu.

In the firelight, the little boy finally got a good look at the man who had saved him.

The little boy murmured, "Mingyu...?"

Ziyu nodded: "He's an artist in our company, so you can think of him as half a colleague."

Perhaps it was the warmth of the flames on his body, or perhaps it was the greater chance of being rescued, but Ziyu had no wariness of the thin little boy. He smiled and added some more branches to the fire.

“He’s been harassed by stalkers lately, so he asked me to help him get rid of them. I wasn’t willing, so I left,” Ziyu said, downplaying the issue. “But the stalkers might misunderstand something when they see me coming out of his room.”

The little boy suddenly asked, "Is your name Ziyu?"

Ziyu was taken aback, her gaze shifting from the fire to the little boy: "How did you know?"

In the firelight, the lower half of the little boy's face was visible: a small chin, thick lips, a flat nose, and what appeared to be a faint scar near his ear.

It looks even more familiar now.

Ziyu's heart skipped a beat.

Something's not right.

Something's not right!

Director Wang had already booked the entire hotel. To prevent the film from being leaked or disturbed by other outsiders, the security was excellent. Ziyu believed that his memory was not bad, and during the time he helped act in the film, he remembered most of the people involved in the production.

At first, he thought the little boy looked familiar and assumed he was a relative of one of the other actors who had come to visit the set and had been unlucky enough to be kidnapped along the way. But now, he has overturned his previous idea.

Who would deliberately go to Mingyu's floor before the wrap party was over...?

Ziyu forced a smile, acting no different from before.

Why are you suddenly asking me that?

As Ziyu spoke, he reached into his pocket and touched the razor blade.

The next second, Ziyu's movements froze, and he touched something icy cold; there were no blades on the ground.

The boy's muffled voice rang out.

Are you looking for this?

He opened his palm, and the blade lay securely in his hand.

Ziyu took a deep breath, her eyes darting around: "Ah, yes, that's it. This is too dangerous, give it to me."

The boy, unsuspecting, handed the razor blade to Ziyu.

"It just fell on the ground, so I picked it up."

"Thank you." Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief as the blade was in her hand.

Perhaps he was overthinking it.

How could such a timid and introverted boy be that illegitimate child? In his memory, the illegitimate child was quite tall when he kidnapped him and Xia Xiaoqiao.

"So, are you Ziyu?" the little boy asked. "I've heard of you."

With her suspicions gone, Ziyu felt relieved and replied, "Yes, I'm Ziyu. Who in our crew do you like? I'll get you an autograph when we get back."

The little boy shook his head.

No, no need.

Ziyu remembered that fanatical bastard. In his memory, the bastard was tall but liked to hunch over, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant when he was tied up.

The hair... the hair seemed very long, obscuring the eyes, making them appear elusive.

Just as he plunged the knife into his chest, the wind blew through his sideburns, revealing his ear...

Scars?

Ziyu opened her eyes wide.

Something slightly cool touched his back, and the little boy's hoarse, soft voice rang out.

"I'll get Mingyu's autograph myself, thank you."

The next second, the pain of the knife piercing Ziyu's back came. The familiar, sharp pain made Ziyu's whole body stiffen. The boy seemed afraid that the knife was not vicious enough, so he raised his foot and stomped on Ziyu's back, stabbing her several more times with vicious stabs!

Blood was dripping from his body, and the warmth of life was rapidly draining away.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!" the little boy screamed shrilly. "What right do you have to have my brother? He's mine! He's mine! Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"