As soon as Nan Xian said this, Yu Lin froze on the spot.

All he could think of was the phrase "I need your help," a seemingly casual remark that sounded more deafening to him than thunder.

Nan Xian said she needs herself... she even wants to team up with herself...

This realization filled him with the same surprise and excitement as winning a huge lottery prize; his blood was boiling, and every cell in his body was leaping with joy.

He swallowed hard as if his throat were dry, then realized his loss of composure and quickly adjusted his expression, though his tone still betrayed his excitement: "Okay! Sister, what do you want me to do?"

Nan Xian lowered her voice: "There's something strange about this village. I suspect something unclean is causing trouble in the shadows. I don't fully understand the specific reasons myself, so I can't explain it to you right now..."

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Yu Lin's relaxed and cheerful expression immediately vanished, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"Something dirty?"

The shadow of being possessed was still there. Even though so much time had passed, he still couldn't forget that strange feeling of being in a state of confusion and out of control. And even though the evil energy in his body was quickly dispelled, he still felt uncomfortable for several days.

If he had a choice, Yu Lin would hope that he would never have that kind of "experience" again in his life.

Nan Xian keenly sensed his rapid change in mood. She glanced at the villagers who were curiously watching from a distance and reminded them, "Someone is watching our every move. Don't give anything away."

Upon hearing this, Yu Lin's tense back relaxed slightly. He pursed his lips and forced a relaxed smile. "Don't be afraid, sister. If anything happens, I will definitely protect you!"

Nan Xian politely thanked him, and seeing that the camera crew was ready, she quickly explained the grouping rules to him briefly, "I will choose ten words from the middle row later. Try to choose the same ones as me, but don't make it too obvious."

Yu Lin didn't ask her where she got the information; he simply wrote it down carefully and nodded in agreement.

As soon as the two finished speaking, the director announced that recording would begin.

The rest of the process proceeded as Nan Xian remembered. She acted as if she were visiting for the first time, greeting and interacting warmly with the villagers without revealing any flaws.

Then the three guests came out, and her gaze subconsciously turned towards Wei Zeling.

With just one glance, she could no longer maintain her composure—

Wei Zeling was wearing an outfit that was almost identical to the one worn by the woman in the painting!

But before, she was clearly always wearing red clothes and red skirts!

What shocked Nan Xian the most was that Wei Zeling was holding a pipa in her arms!

She never changed her clothes during the first three cycles, so why did she dress up like this only after she saw that painting of a lady?

This could not possibly be a coincidence!

Seemingly sensing her overly intense gaze, Wei Zeling slowly raised her head and looked towards the shore. Their eyes met at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Nan Xian narrowed her eyes and stared intently at her, as if trying to bore a hole through her.

Who exactly are you? What is your purpose? She murmured to herself.

Wei Zeling was smiling brightly, but for some reason she suddenly raised an eyebrow, and in an instant, the smile on her lips turned into an abrupt and eerie one.

Nan Xian understood instantly.