Chapter 6 Muscle Memory

Cheng Zheng rushed back to the hospital.

"Mr. Luo," he said gravely, "how is this going to go..."

Luo Huayi looked up at him.

“Miss Xin was there when I went to the police station.” Cheng Zheng was a little unsure. “She went there because she was cornered in an alley by some thugs last night.”

"According to her, the other party was a thug hired by her sister Xin Que to assault her."

"Moreover, the hotel's security camera footage shows that Xin Xin did not enter or leave the hotel, but Xin Que... entered the hotel last night and left shortly after dawn this morning."

Luo Huayi frowned. "What else did Xin Xin say?"

"The one who said he drugged you... was also Xin Que."

Luo Huayi's lips twitched.

Drug him with aphrodisiacs, then drag him into the stairwell and beat him up?

Is this the thought process of a normal person taking aphrodisiacs?

“I’m certain the entire hotel was emptied last night,” Luo Huayi recalled the details of her cries for help last night. “If it were the Xin family’s unloved eldest daughter, how could she have gone to such lengths?”

"The entire hotel was completely empty... If she could control one of the top hotels in the city like this, she wouldn't still be so pathetic in the Xin family."

"Xin Xin's explanation is not credible."

Cheng Zheng recalled what he had found out from the hotel.

The inexplicable power outage and the unanimous statements from all the staff members meant that they hadn't heard Luo Huayi's cries for help.

Luo Huayi's suspicions were not without merit. It was impossible for Xin Que, a person without any power, to achieve such a level of accomplishment.

"I'll have someone investigate those thugs again." Following Luo Huayi's train of thought, Cheng Zheng immediately found a breakthrough.

Luo Huayi gestured for him to go ahead and do it. "Go ahead."

As Luo Huayi casually flipped through the files Cheng Zheng had brought, she realized that the faint voice she had heard before seemed to be reappearing in her ears.

Just like before, it only appeared briefly, and when I looked back, there was complete silence, as if it were just my imagination.

Luo Huayi's expression turned serious.

The voice was still urging him and Xin Que to get closer.

......

"Audio hallucinations?" The head of the psychiatry department had carefully inquired about Luo Huayi's symptoms.

By the time all the tests were completed, the sun had already set.

"Judging from the test results alone, your mental state is still normal... How about we observe you further?" The director handed the test report back to Cheng Zheng, who was standing next to Luo Huayi.

Luo Huayi did not press the matter further.

If science can't explain it, then we can only turn to metaphysics.

......

Xin Que has fallen into a new crisis.

She... is almost out of money.

But judging from the plot, there is no normal person around her, not to mention her parents. They are in a blended family, and she is the extra one. No one is willing to take care of her.

Ask them for money? This will likely trigger a new family drama, and the male lead will probably have to come to the rescue in the end.

After looking into the female lead's background, it turns out she had a good job at a big company with good salary and benefits, but her good younger sister Xin Xin stole her work and sold it to the company's rival, and that's how her career ended.

The female lead originally had a chance to turn things around, but due to a lack of love, she was too weak and would only "press her lips tightly together, let out two lines of clear tears, and feel like she was about to break apart" when faced with problems.

I won't explain.

I will absolutely not explain.

I'd rather die than explain myself if I'm misunderstood.

In the end, the female lead was fired from the company and blacklisted in the industry.

Xin Que frowned.

It seems that the most important task right now is to make money.

They cannot leave the city, and they must stay as far away from the male lead and supporting characters as possible.

Xin Que scrolled through the recruitment software several times before finally settling her attention on a small scenic spot on the outskirts of the city.

"Fill out this form." The HR person pushed an A4 sheet of paper in front of Xin Que.

Xin Que wrote with swift, flowing strokes, quickly pushing the A4 paper back.

......

"Xiao Qiao?" The team leader handed the cleaning tools to Xin Que. "You're in charge of cleaning this area. You have one hour for lunch, understand?"

Xin Que nodded.

She couldn't explain why she chose to work as a cleaner here.

But when Xin Que saw the reviews of this small Taoist temple in the scenic area, her muscle memory immediately made the decision for her.

This small Taoist temple is located in a relatively remote place on the mountaintop. It takes about two hours to hike there without stopping.

However, many people still choose to hike to the summit to visit.

Xin Que picked up the scattered trash along the mountain path, checked the already full trash cans, and finally transported the packed trash bags to the transfer station halfway up the mountain.

Just in time, Xin Que stood before the red walls and black tiles during her lunch break.

The newly painted plaque bears three large, bright yellow characters, exuding grandeur and solemnity.

【Palace of No Form】

Xin Que's gaze lingered on the endless stream of tourists entering and leaving the gate. Without further hesitation, she stepped inside.

"The name of this Taoist temple is so strange..." some tourists whispered among themselves.

Xin Que kept his eyes straight ahead and slowly walked towards the incense burner in the courtyard where smoke was rising.

The incense burner, which takes three people to encircle, was already filled with incense sticks for prayers and wishes, its heat and smoke billowing in the already sweltering summer heat.

In front of the incense burner, in the open temple, stood three enormous statues side by side, looking down at the tiny humans who were worshipping one after another.

Xin Que's target was these people who looked anxious and eager to fulfill some wish.

Scanning the crowd, Xin Que finally stood behind a middle-aged man who was lighting incense, keenly catching the wish he was muttering.

"May they get their just desserts...may they get their just desserts..."

"Excuse me." Xin Que squeezed through, holding three free incense sticks in her well-defined knuckles.

The middle-aged man came to his senses and, seeing that it was a worshipper, looked somewhat impatient at being disturbed, but still moved aside.

"An enemy?"

The man was startled by Xin Que's sudden voice, followed by the panic of his secret being exposed. He quickly calmed down, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Just as the man was about to turn and leave, he heard Xin Que's light, airy voice again, "If you're hoping for retribution, how long would you have to wait in front of the gods and Buddhas...?"

"While it's true that everything is preordained, there's also the power of human effort. What do you think?"

The man was stunned, standing there frozen with the incense stick in his hand.

Xin Que remained calm, as if what he had just heard was just an illusion, and that she was simply focused on offering incense.

"There are plenty of capable people in this world who can help you realize your wishes; it just depends on whether you know how to find them."

The dazzling midday sun shines down from the square Taoist temple, and if you look closely, you can even glimpse the rolling heat waves from the incense burner through the smoke.

The woman stood to one side of the incense burner, her eyes fixed straight ahead, as she steadily inserted the incense stick into the ash. Behind her, in the center of the main hall, sat a solemn and dignified statue of a deity, holding ritual implements, on a table.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the gaze of the statue in the dimly lit temple seemed to fall directly on the woman.

This gave the man a chill down his spine.

But it also gave him a courage that he wouldn't normally dare to have.

When Xin Que came out of the Taoist temple and saw the hesitant figure of the man by the wall, she knew that her business deal was half done.

"Are you a thug or a middleman?" The man asked her only after they reached a secluded spot.

Xin Que smiled and said, "Just consider me the former."