"night……"

Wu Yue knew what Yan Chiyu wanted to say, and immediately interrupted him: "I'll go by myself."

The girl's eyes gleamed with determination, and her tone left no room for argument: "I don't want to trouble you with things I can handle myself, or put you in danger. If it's really dangerous, involving your life, I'll run away immediately, okay?"

Yan Chiyu pondered slowly, "As you know, the Wu family are descendants of witch doctors, and now they've gotten involved in feng shui. Who knows how many ghosts might be hiding in their house? Can you manage alone?"

The boy asked casually. He caught a glimpse of the girl's sudden stiffness out of the corner of his eye, and knew his plan had succeeded.

"Cuihua, Cuihua, and Lushu can hold them off for me. If all else fails, I'll just throw Tianlie out." Wu Yue swallowed hard, feigning composure. She absolutely couldn't let Yan Chiyu go on this adventure with her.

The boy added slowly, "There's more than one ghost, and I think they might not be able to withstand it. That's when they need an expert like me who can ward off ghosts."

"..."

Wu Yue sighed, "Fine, fine, let's go together." She had figured it out; even if Yan Chiyu didn't officially go with her, he would secretly follow her.

On his way to the Wu family's house, Yan Chiyu's mind drifted back to the girl in black he had seen that night, and the fleeting figure he had just seen. That girl looked almost exactly like Wu Songsong, but their demeanor was different.

What exactly is the conspiracy?

Or is she the Wu Xingluo that Wu Qiming mentioned?

The young man's gaze deepened, his thoughts wandering.

...

...

This was Yan Chiyu's second visit to the Wu family.

Because he was worried about Wu Juemin and the others, Cheng Pingxi took a week off and went with Wu Yue to search for his parents.

Seeing Yan Chiyu appear at home, he didn't speak coldly as usual. He realized that Yan Chiyu might have come to help them, so he forced a smile and looked at Yan Chiyu.

The boy paused slightly.

What does it mean when my cheap brother gives me a smile that looks worse than crying?

"elder brother."

Wu Yue blinked. "We've found Wu Qiming's location. We're going to rescue Mom and Dad tonight. You'll be in charge of providing backup. I'll leave Tian Lie to you."

Cheng Pingxi has a lifespan of two hundred years, but he can't withstand too much stress. Being handsome can put food on the table, but it can't help them fight enemies. It's better to have Tian Lie keep an eye on him, lest his brother run around recklessly, get caught, and then turn around and threaten her.

Isn't that how it's always portrayed in TV dramas? Who knows if the author would actually write such a melodramatic plot? She's scared.

After changing out of her school uniform, Wu Yue took the things Bai Tang had given her.

Wu Yue pushed open the door and froze on the spot. Yan Chiyu, who should have been waiting for her in the hallway, had instead become… Shen Minzhi?

No, that's not right. There's no ghostly aura about the other person.

She tentatively called out, "Yan Xiaoyu?"

"I am Shen Minzhi now."

"How did you know?" Bai Tang had given her special treatment, but she hadn't told Yan Chiyu about it.

Yan Chiyu reverted to his original form, lowering his voice slightly. His voice, now lowered, carried an indescribable languor and nonchalance. "Shen Minzhi came to me. She believes you are the ancestor of the Wu family, and that you gouged out Longlong's eyes a hundred years ago."

Wu Yue didn't know how to explain Bai Tang's matter.

Her emotions told her that Yan Chiyu was trustworthy, but her reason told her she couldn't tell him.

Yan Chiyu noticed Wu Yue's hesitation. The young man's long eyelashes drooped slightly as he leaned forward, his slender fingers landing on the girl's brow.

"This is about me."

A strange memory entered Wu Yue's mind.

Wu Yue understood.

It turns out that Yan Chiyu, like himself, does not belong to this world.

For some reason, she felt a sense of relief.