In the end, An Moxue couldn't persuade Wu Sicheng, and he stayed overnight.

The next morning, when An Moxue woke up, Wu Sicheng was nowhere to be seen. There was only a note on the coffee table that read: "Moxue, breakfast is ready and the pot is warm. Go to school with peace of mind and be careful of strangers approaching you. I will help you find out who this person is. I will bring you dinner."

An Moxue was used to eating the food in her space by herself. She would only cook a meal when she felt like it. It didn't feel bad to have someone cook for her and wait to eat.

After breakfast, An Moxue went to school early. As soon as she arrived at the school gate, she saw a person carrying a backpack and holding a stack of books, walking quickly with their head down.

An Moxue dodged in time. Hearing a sound behind her, she shifted her feet, turned around, and quickly walked forward.

The man's books flew out of his hands, and his body lurched forward due to inertia, staggering a long way. When he regained his footing and looked up, An Moxue was already far away.

He watched An Moxue leave with annoyance, bent down to pick up his books, and walked towards the school. This time, he didn't rush, but walked slowly, completely different from the person who had just been walking with his head down.

During class, An Moxue was listening attentively when she felt something approaching her back. She subconsciously turned around and saw a girl reaching out her hand towards her back. The girl was surprised that An Moxue would turn around. The two looked at each other, and An Moxue froze awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

An Moxue looked at her questioningly, and the girl smiled apologetically and withdrew her hand.

An Moxue turned back to class, but became much more wary of her surroundings.

And so, on this day, several people seemed to casually try to get close to her, but she skillfully deflected them all. She had a vague feeling that they wanted to get something from her.

That evening, Wu Sicheng came to An Moxue's house again with a food box. An Moxue looked at the food in the box: a large bowl of black chicken and American ginseng soup, plus two side dishes, and this time two large bowls of rice.

An Moxue looked at the food on the table and asked, "What's this for? A nourishing soup every day? I'm not that weak!"

Wu Sicheng looked at her, smiled gently, and said, "You've lost so much weight in just a few days, you need to replenish yourself. Come here, this is chicken soup that I spent all night making."

An Moxue sighed helplessly, thinking that luckily she had only eaten half full for dinner and had digested a little bit of it. The two of them could still eat their fill.

"Have you eaten?" An Moxue asked.

"No, I came over as soon as I finished cooking. I was thinking of having dinner with you. I really don't feel like eating alone. Want to have something with me?"

She couldn't refuse his offer, so she said, "Okay."

Wu Sicheng ladled a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of An Moxue. Just like that, the chicken soup went into An Moxue's mouth and the chicken meat went into Wu Sicheng's mouth. After the meal, only the bowl, plate and chicken bones were left.

After finishing her meal, An Moxue asked, "Don't you have any more tasks to do? Won't this interfere with your work?"

Wu Sicheng said, "I've been going to get off work on time these past few days, and I have nothing to do in the evenings. I've found out about your situation. Yesterday morning, a car drove into the yard across the street. The owner of that car is Anthony from the Popov family. Do you know him?"

An Moxue remembered, "The Popov family who believed in shamanism?"

Yes. Do you know him?

With that, An Moxue understood what had happened during the day. Did they want to get the hair off her body?

If they are followers of shamanism, then it makes sense. But why their own hair? What do they want to do with their own hair?

An Moxue could only think of one possibility: using witchcraft to control herself in order to achieve some purpose.

"We met once at a banquet and never saw each other again."

An Moxue thought for a moment and said, "I have to go to Popov's house tonight to investigate and see if I can find any clues. I felt something was strange at the last banquet, and this time I have a feeling that they have ill intentions, especially the look in their eyes yesterday morning."

Do you know where they live?

“I know, I asked a friend last time.” An Moxue said, walking towards the room, but stopped halfway and turned back to look at Wu Sicheng, saying, “Since you know who it is, they can’t harm me. You should go back! Don’t waste your time.”

"I'll go with you. I'll leave once I'm sure you're not in any danger."

An Moxue had no choice but to say, "Fine! Since you're going, let's go together! But it would be best if you dressed up a bit before you go."

And so, when An Moxue came out of the room, Wu Sicheng also came out. Both of them were very satisfied with their disguises. An Moxue dressed herself up as a middle-aged woman, and Wu Sicheng dressed himself up as a middle-aged man.

They looked at each other's outfits, smiled at each other, and Wu Sicheng said, "Are you very good at dressing yourself up as a middle-aged woman?" This was already the umpteenth time he had seen her dressed like a middle-aged woman.

An Moxue spoke up unfriendly, "Uncle, please, don't meddle in other people's business, okay?"

"Okay." Wu Sicheng suppressed a laugh, afraid of offending the man.

"Let's go! The sooner we go, the sooner we'll be back." And so, the two of them sped along the roads of Puda on a motorcycle that night.

Popov's family lived in the noble district, which was full of castles, with only one house far away.

The two men parked their motorcycle some distance from Popov's house by the roadside and covered it with weeds before heading towards Popov's house.

Upon arriving at the castle, the two circled it and observed it, but did not find any patrolling personnel, perhaps they were all inside. However, in the backyard, they saw more than a dozen free-roaming hunting dogs, each one plump and strong with shiny fur.

The two bypassed the backyard and easily scaled the wall in the front yard, entering the courtyard and then the castle.

It was late at night, and the two of them went their separate ways and disappeared into the castle.

An Moxue searched carefully and found a painting in a study that shocked her greatly. It was a portrait of an ancestor she had seen before her rebirth, a beautiful priestess ancestor dressed in bark clothing.

An Moxue's mind was filled with countless thoughts, but she didn't know what was going on.

How could a portrait of the patriarch appear in the Popov family's study, especially since this study clearly belongs to an important person?

Being spied on and having one's hair stolen must be related to the ritual?

What do they want to do?

Did they discover their true identities, or is it just suspicion?

What is the relationship between the Popov family and the Nalan family?

How did they discover it? Was it because they had the same eyes as their ancestor?

Were they also drawn by the Nalan family's mysterious abilities?

Are they enemies or friends?

It seems we need to investigate the Popov family more thoroughly.