Chapter 141 Note

The young Lin Hanzhi looked at Yue Yuan, the numbness in his eyes slowly loosened, and a tiny light shone in them. Around the child's neck hung a golden longevity lock with the words "peace and joy" engraved on it. It was the most sincere and ultimately undeserved blessing from the family elders for him.

"Uncle Yue..." He spoke with his lips, making almost no sound.

But Yue Yuan saw and heard it. He took a deep breath, not even daring to cry, and carefully took Lin Hanzhi out of Lin Yan and Ning Xiao's arms and said to him, "I'm here, I'm here."

He controlled the strength of his broad arms to hug the shivering child, gently stroked his tense back, and said to him: "Xiaozhi, Uncle Yue is here, you are safe, trust uncle."

Finally getting an answer, the boy's tense back relaxed a little, like a rubber band that had lost its elasticity after all the strength was removed, and his thin eyelids slowly closed - the moment he relaxed, he fell asleep in the only security he had felt in a day as long as his life.

After sending Lin Hanzhi to the hospital, Yue Yuan returned to the villa and only then did he dare to show his sadness. The corners of Lin Yan and Ning Xiao's eyes and lips, which were always smiling, were pulled so straight, and their eyes, which had become no longer bright, were wide open, as if they died with their eyes open.

Their hands were clasped so tightly that the medical examiner was unable to separate them.

Yue Yuan didn't know how he had used all the strength to pry their hands apart, nor did he remember what expression he had when he found the note left by Lin Yan inside. The handwriting was hastily written in blood, with only two words "Don't check" written on it.

Yue Yuan crumpled the note in his palm and said, "Don't check?" How could he not check? His closest friend and his entire family passed away at the same time, leaving him alone, and his friend even forced him not to investigate the cause of death?

That's too cruel.

Yue Yuan thought, perhaps there was a huge force involved behind the scenes, then... he would first become a big force himself and then investigate.

He found the descendant of the witch who was most skilled in summoning spirits in the bureau and asked her to summon the Lin family.

But she tried for a whole day, chanting until her mouth was dry, but she still couldn't summon any of the Lin family's souls. The witch licked her dry and cracked lips and told Yue Yuan carefully: "They... they all seem to have lost their souls."

Unless the soul has been scattered, the fortune-teller could not think of any reason to explain this.

Yue Yuan was already numb. When he heard the news, he just stood up, nodded, grabbed his coat on the back of the chair, and walked out of the villa area under the worried gaze of the witch.

The abnormality supervisor at the hospital called and said that Lin Hanzhi had woken up, but the child was stimulated and behaved very abnormally. He refused to say anything no matter what was asked, so Yue Yuan needed to go over.

Yue Yuan ran back and forth non-stop all day without drinking a drop of water, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He just felt numb and painful in his heart, and immediately said that he would rush over.

Lin Yan and Ning Xiao are gone, but Lin Hanzhi is still here. He is their child, and he must, must take good care of him.

When Yue Yuan rushed to the hospital ward, Lin Hanzhi was a small person huddled on the snow-white bed. The warden was standing helplessly at the door. There were a lot of debris scattered on the ground, which should have been thrown out by Lin Hanzhi to drive people away.

Yue Yuan walked towards Lin Hanzhi's eyes which were full of fear and trembling. He was tall and his figure under the sunlight fit the role of a hero in anime and manga.

"Xiaozhi, don't be afraid, I'm Uncle Yue. You know me, right?" He tried to approach the child on the bed, but Lin Hanzhi's reaction was even more extreme. He jumped off the bed, ran to the window barefoot, and pulled the glass window open with force, threatening in a desperate manner, with a trembling and weak voice: "Get out, all of you get out!"

Most of his body had already jumped out of the glass window. It seemed that if he just stood on tiptoe, he would completely lose his balance and fall out of the window. Yue Yuan didn't dare to take any chances and quickly retreated out of the ward, saying, "Xiaozhi, don't be impulsive. I know you are scared. I won't force you to tell me what happened last night. Can you come down first?"

"Your parents...wouldn't want to see you like this." Yue Yuan said.

"They can't see anymore, their souls are scattered... they can never see again." Lin Hanzhi's voice was mournful, like a young bird forced into despair, and could only wail.

Yue Yuan's heart trembled, and he almost wanted to ask Lin Hanzhi what else she knew, but he also knew that Lin Hanzhi, who had witnessed the death of her family members and stayed with the corpses for a whole night, must have been greatly traumatized. Asking now would only backfire.

As Yue Yuan stepped back, Lin Hanzhi put his other foot onto the windowsill. He just sat on the wide-open glass windowsill, as if he would be blown off if the wind was a little stronger.

He buried his head deeply between his bent knees, his body trembling, and maintained this posture for a long, long time, until the night wind chilled his blood, before he came down from the windowsill under the silvery and cold moonlight.

When he came down, he found that the silent figure like a mountain was still standing at the door of the ward.

Yue Yuan never left.

Afterwards, Yue Yuan looked for a professional psychologist who specialized in treating PTSD, but no one could get Lin Hanzhi to open his mouth and tell him what he had experienced that night. Even his change from hating everyone getting close to him to being willing to accept Yue Yuan to have a quiet meal with him was not the result of the psychologist's counseling.

But he had questions to ask.

That day, the boy, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, sat in front of the bed, ate quietly, and suddenly asked Yue Yuan: "Where are they now?"

"The morgue of the Abnormal Management Bureau, do you... want to take a look?" Yue Yuan asked.

Yue Yuan thought Lin Hanzhi would refuse. After all, he had asked this question before, but every time, Lin Hanzhi avoided answering.

"Go." The lively child in the past became so frugal with his words, as if he had buried his heart and true thoughts in an ice cellar.

Yue Yuan, with dark circles under his eyes from overwork, drove Lin Hanzhi to the morgue of the Abnormal Management Bureau.

The door of the morgue was very well sealed. The two men put on protective clothing as specified before opening the door and walking in. It was freezing cold inside, and it was called a morgue, but it was more like a cold storage.

The bodies of the Lin family were neatly arranged on the ground, one by one. They were all dissected and sewn up by the forensic doctor. Although the forensic doctor had tried his best to make the incisions in hidden places, traces of craniotomy and laparotomy could still be seen.

Most of the corpses had grayish complexions, even the usually pretty and coquettish Lin Yan and Ning Xiao were not immune. Both of them had their heads shaved off due to craniotomy and became bald.

Yue Yuan looked at them like this and thought, if they could survive, they would definitely cover their heads and look around the morgue for a hat to wear.

"Do you have a knife?" Lin Hanzhi said to Yue Yuan behind him, with a determination in his eyes that Yue Yuan had never seen in a child of this age.

Yue Yuan handed him the short knife he carried with him for close combat.

"I need a big knife."

Yue Yuan was just wondering where he could find a big knife for him when Miao Jianye, Miao Yue's future father, who was still a single and naive man, walked in from outside with a long and narrow Miao knife on his back.

Miao Jianye was recruited into the bureau by Lin Yan. When he was working in the headquarters, he was bullied for being too honest and before he could react, Lin Yan, who witnessed everything, speechlessly pulled him into his branch.

When he knew that something happened to the Lin family, Miao Jianye found Yue Yuan and said that he wanted to see Lin Hanzhi, but at that time, as long as Lin Hanzhi was awake, she would reject all living things approaching, even pets.

So Yue Yuan rejected Miao Jianye's request outright. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the news that he brought Lin Hanzhi here had been heard by him and he followed him eagerly.

"How about this one?" Miao Jianye pulled out the Miao Dao from behind him and handed it over.

The knife was too heavy. For little Lin Hanzhi, he had to use all his strength to lift it. It was impossible to lift it.

He had been spoiled in the past, and had only learned various physical skills casually without putting much effort into them. He also only read the family books that were bizarre or taboo, so he couldn't even remember how to draw a simple talisman.

Yue Yuan said: "I will help you, what do you want to do?"

Lin Hanzhi shook his head stubbornly: "I want to do it myself."

Yue Yuan did not try to persuade him any further, but only drew a talisman on his wrist that could help him borrow strength from the god of power.