A fox's shadow flashed past the window.

Diao Yu stopped in her hiding place, looked around to make sure no one was there, shook her body and transformed back into human form. She gently raised her hand and brushed away a white hair from her shoulder.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction of the lounge, letting out a disdainful snort.

"With spiritual energy depleted and the gods fallen, the mortal realm has been freed from the protection of powerful divine beasts, allowing evil and demonic energy to spread unchecked. Humans, with their mortal bodies, are the most vulnerable in the Three Realms, most easily corrupted by evil and demonic energy. In recent years, the number of people with filthy minds and shameful deeds has increased even more. That person actually dared to try to exchange your private affairs for money and valuables; how utterly absurd!"

The nightingale brooch on his front lapels seemed to agree with him, flashing twice. "Lord Red Fox is now only a mortal being. Although he has fragments of his soul protecting him, there is still a chance that something might happen. If that evil and wicked person gets close and tries to destroy the fragments, that would be terrible."

Diao Yu seemed to have thought of something, her expression turning slightly cold. "Now that I have found an opportunity to come to the Lord's side, I will definitely protect her and not let her suffer any harm. However, what you said also makes sense. This mortal world is no longer suitable for staying for long, and the process of awakening the Lord needs to be accelerated."

As they spoke, Diao Yu had already arrived at the recording site.

Lang Zhuo turned around and happened to see him, so he quickly waved: "Xiao Yu, you're the only one left, where have you been?"

He quickly composed himself, smiled apologetically at everyone, and said, "I'm sorry, I just went to the restroom. I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting."

Everyone quickly said it was alright, and after some pleasantries, the recording for the day officially began.

While listening to Director Zheng's opening remarks, Nan Xian also glanced around and quickly spotted the village chief among the villagers watching nearby.

The two met eyes, and the village chief nodded cautiously in acknowledgment.

Diao Yu had been keeping an eye on Nan Xian's every move, and naturally she also saw the village chief.

He could tell at a glance that the village chief was possessed by a weasel spirit, and he instinctively showed a look of disgust.

The white fox clan is most fond of cleanliness, so they naturally dislike weasels, which are creatures with natural scent glands that are not only smelly but also poisonous. In addition, the weasel spirit in front of them was surrounded by black mist, which clearly meant that it had killed many people and had been sentenced to death by the Heavenly Dao. They hated it from the bottom of their hearts and avoided it at all costs.

However, judging from his attitude towards the adults, it seems that the two know each other?

Diao Yu didn't know the real story between Yu Lin and Nan Xian, nor did she know what connection she had with this weasel spirit. But seeing the weasel spirit's tense and uneasy expression, it wasn't hard to guess that there must be a lot involved. So she kept this matter in mind and decided to find out as soon as she had some free time.

While they were pondering, Director Zheng had already finished his opening remarks, and the guests were free to collect clues on their own.

Diao Yu looked at Nan Xian, "Sister, where are we going?"

Nan Xian already had a plan in mind: "Go to the village chief's backyard. It was dark last night, so I couldn't see very clearly. I'm worried that I might have missed some clues. I'll go check it out again today; maybe I'll make a new discovery."

Diao Yu naturally agreed, and the two set off together, arriving at the village chief's house in no time.

Unexpectedly, someone arrived before them.

"This place clearly has stickers from the production team indicating that guests can pass through. Why won't you let us in? Is it because there's an important clue hidden here that you're unwilling to give us?"

Nan Xian heard Wei Zeling's aggressive questioning from behind the door. She knew something was wrong and quickly stepped inside.

Then he saw in the backyard, the village chief was trying to block the small house where the body was hidden, while Wei Zeling stood in front of him with her arms crossed, her face unfriendly, as if to say, "If you don't let me in today, I'll stand here and not leave."

When the village chief caught a glimpse of Nan Xian and her group out of the corner of his eye, a look of relief finally appeared on his sweat-drenched face.

Wei Zeling noticed this expression and turned around, immediately turning her attention to Nan Xian: "Oh—so that's why the village chief wouldn't let me in. He was waiting for you. Looks like you already had the clue?"

Nan Xian noticed the stickers from the production team pasted on the door of the cabin, her brow furrowed, and a bad feeling rose in her heart.

It wasn't there last night, what happened?

Who's behind this?