Yan Qing immediately perked up; the real drama was about to begin!

"This story begins with Xiao Tao. Xiao Tao has a special blood type, but the baby is too young, so we can only draw blood once a month at most. For the past two years, we have gone to the main hall of the temple to draw blood each time."

The young father paused for a moment, then continued, "But one day three months ago, something very unusual happened. We were drugged in our own home. When we woke up, we found ourselves in a backyard in a shopping district."

“A certain backyard?” Yue Qi repeated. “How can you be so sure it’s in the backyard of the commercial street?”

“That’s easy—” the young father laughed, a hint of slyness in his voice, “As outsiders, you should have seen the backyard of our commercial street, right?”

Yan Qing suddenly remembered the huge coffin in the clothing store owner's backyard, and that Wen Jiajia had mentioned that other shops had similar ones. A thought flashed through her mind.

"Could it be that the real people who worship the underworld messengers are actually in the backyard of the commercial street? Is the backyard their true headquarters?"

Yue Qi also thought of this, but unfortunately, they had only seen one clothing store in person.

The young father guessed it from their reactions, and he continued:

"Our house is the only normal one in the backyard. If something happens, you can hide in my house for a while."

"Alright, let's get back to the point. That's why I suspected someone was secretly worshipping the Underworld Messengers in the backyard, but I didn't know what they were up to. After all, most people who worship Underworld Messengers are just obsessed with their own beliefs and unwilling to accept their fate."

"Because I have rhinitis, the incense wore off much faster, so I happened to hear someone talking at that time—it was a woman's voice."

"In addition, this was also found in the coffin where I was lying at the time."

He took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, opened it, and found a large red flower petal lying quietly inside.

Yue Qi picked up the petals and examined them carefully, then said with certainty, "This is a paper flower."

"Paper flowers? Red paper flowers?"

Yan Qing instantly recalled the "Yongning Lane Rules," the sixth of which stated: Be wary of women wearing red flowers.

But in the past two days, they have seen women wearing purple, pink, and white flowers, but they have never seen a woman wearing red flowers.

She was starting to have doubts. Could it be that they had missed someone?

She couldn't figure this out, and for some reason, the young father suddenly became flustered. He quickly grabbed Yue Qi's hand and said rapidly:

"I have told you everything I know, Your Excellency. Please promise me that no matter what, you will take my daughter away from here and send her to my parents. I have written down the address on a piece of paper."

Before Yue Qi could say anything, a piece of paper was forcibly shoved into his hand. The young father, seemingly afraid he would refuse, added,

“I know how to leave here. Tomorrow night at nine o’clock, you can wear red clothes and meet my daughter at the stationery store at the entrance of the alley. Someone will take you away from here.”

At that moment, a deafening roar shook the earth, and the entire temple trembled several times before finally coming to a stop.

Yan Qing turned around and found that the blood mist in the air was starting to stir, as if it might rush in at any moment.

In the depths of her being, she seemed to hear a man's heart-wrenching sobs. But in the blink of an eye, they vanished.

Yan Qing thought she had misheard; perhaps she was just too tired lately. So she felt embarrassed to tell Yue Qi.

The young father, however, seemed to sense something. He confirmed with Yue Qi again, and only breathed a heavy sigh of relief after Yue Qi tacitly agreed.

"Thank you for your consideration. My wife and I don't have much time left, and the only thing we miss is Xiao Tao. Oh, by the way, please remember that the person we contacted drove a garbage truck and wore a green uniform, but he wasn't a garbage collector."

Just then, the sound of a little girl's laughter drifted from afar; she seemed extremely happy.

The young father waved to them, "You two can come and go as you please tonight. However, something seems to have happened outside just now. This pristine white paradise will no longer exist tomorrow. If you still have things to do, please hurry up."

Yue Qi nodded, watching the young father return to his wife and daughter. He turned to look at Yan Qing, still clutching the parchment in his hand.

Yue Qi opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't speak.

Yan Qing tried to take the parchment from his hand, but Yue Qi held it tightly and wouldn't let go.

"No, this is my own task, you don't need to get involved."

His tone turned much colder, but Yan Qing wasn't afraid of him. She increased the force in her hand and finally managed to pull the parchment out of his grasp.

Upon opening it, as she expected, it was a new instance invitation.

"Dear adventurer, I hope you are well."

Please deliver Xiao Tao to Wenshan Sanatorium, No. 114, Tiantang Street, Fuyun Mountain, before August 1st and hand her over to Director Xiao.

I am extremely grateful.

A red logo flashed briefly in the lower right corner of the parchment.

It seems the name of this new instance is "Wenshan Sanatorium". Yan Qing felt a strong sense of familiarity upon hearing these words.

This wasn't the first time she'd heard the name "Wenshan." She'd had a chance to choose once before, when she cleared the "Girls' Dormitory" dungeon with an S-rank rating.

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