What he told Yuan Xin before was both a perfunctory answer and the truth. He was only inside for a short while and only saw fragments of images. Apart from Li Yao's face, he didn't have time to see anything else clearly.

Seeing Li Yao screaming and struggling at the door, he assumed that Rong Yu had done something to make her unable to bear it, until he saw her memories.

When a person is conscious, the terror and despair of watching their seven souls being extracted are re-manifested in their unconscious body under the influence of the Shuangling Horn.

The only clear image was of her escaping from a pitch-black passage. After that, her memory was cut off. It was likely that her seven souls had completely left her body, and without consciousness, her memories ceased to exist.

With only three souls remaining, the body wandered aimlessly, following its instincts to return home, but fell into the river halfway there. Luckily, it didn't drown and was pulled out by someone.

Since they weren't deliberately released to provoke anyone, if someone goes missing, someone will definitely come looking for them.

In the dead of night, the few streets of Gefeng Town were completely silent. The Li family mansion to the east was brightly lit, standing out even more brightly among the dark houses, as if a large part of the sky had been set ablaze.

The Li family insisted on bringing Li Yao back. A person with a soul but no spirit is just a walking corpse even if they are alive. From time to time, some sounds came out of the courtyard: a woman's sobbing, an old man's sighing, and a man's questions that were sometimes gentle and sometimes anxious.

Geng Qi sat in the corner, a tender blade of grass between his teeth. The taste was a strange mix of sweet and bitter, which kept him from falling asleep.

Of course, even if he wanted to sleep, he wouldn't dare to.

Li Yao, after all, came from a sect of immortals. Even after leaving the sect, he did quite well. Although the Li family mansion was not comparable to a mansion, the courtyard was still spacious. However, no matter how spacious the courtyard was, the corner of the wall was only so big. It was still a bit crowded for three people to stand together.

He was sitting, Qinghan was squatting, and there was another person standing next to them.

Rong Yu stood there, concealing his presence. He and Qing Han had sneaked in, thinking they had stumbled upon the murderer. In the candlelight, a handsome face appeared, and he said to the two still on the courtyard wall, "Come down."

So they came down.

They looked at each other in silence. Geng Qi whispered to Qing Han, "Didn't you say he went to the town entrance?"

Qinghan: "That...that's Shen Shi (3-5 PM)."

It's not yet dusk, but it's already dark.

Geng Qi: "..."

He had only been wandering around the street for a little while when this person ran ahead of him.

Shouldn't renowned immortals be mindful of their demeanor, impeccably dressed, and standing in mid-air? Why would they squat in a corner like that, so down-to-earth!

The person thinking this way seemed completely unaware that he, the supreme ruler of the demon realm, was sitting on the ground, more down-to-earth than anyone else.

There was no other way. We came here to stake out the place. In order not to alert the enemy, we couldn't stand on the roof or the wall, nor could we hide inside the house. This was the only place we could hide.

After a moment of silence, Geng Qi suddenly turned his head and asked, "You deliberately let her come back?"

He only watched for a short while but he could already think of luring the snake out of its hole. Rong Yu had seen much more than him, so naturally he could think of this as well.

Rong Yu looked down at him and nodded in response.

Geng Qi quickly regretted asking him that question, because once the man's gaze fell on the top of his head, it didn't look away.

He deeply understood the meaning of the phrase "sitting on pins and needles".

Brother, don't look at me like that, it scares me!

He sat more and more stiffly, a fact that even Qinghan noticed.

Rong Yu simply stared at the top of his head without saying a word.

This person was never seen with his hair tied up; the ribbon binding his hair was faintly visible among his smooth, black hair. From the side, his ears were neither too big nor too small, with perfectly curved outlines. And then there were his eyes, which dared not look directly at him yet couldn't help but glance sideways. Below the corner of his eye was a cinnabar mole, reflecting a faint light, making him incredibly alluring.

The child I remember also had a mole like that.

Just as he was engrossed in reading, the candlelight shining through the window suddenly flickered, and Rong Yu shifted his gaze.

Just as Geng Qi was thinking about whether he should take Qing Han and slip away quickly, he heard a voice coming from inside the room: "Those immortals said that Yao'er's soul is incomplete and she won't wake up."

The old woman started crying again as she spoke, and the man comforted her, "Mother, don't listen to their nonsense. Yao'er is just too frightened and has lost her mind for a moment. As long as she recovers, she will definitely get better."

He spoke with a lack of confidence, perhaps because he himself couldn't convince himself.

Li Yao remained silent throughout, and the family sat with her until now.

After a sigh, the room fell silent again, and the courtyard was also quiet, so quiet that the faint chirping of insects could be heard from the grass.

After a while, the figure moved, the candle went out, and the whole family went to bed.

The atmosphere in the corner was somewhat awkward. Qinghan asked blankly, "Can Miss Li Yao's seven souls be found again?"

"..."

They were used to seeing life and death. To them, the dozens of corpses in Gefeng Town were just corpses, completely unrelated to them. They had never even seen them. Only when they saw the victims' families could they realize that it was a living, breathing person who had been murdered.

They have family, feelings, and ties.

Geng Qi patted his bottom and stood up, "If we're lucky, we might be able to find it."

If the soul is extracted and the body decays, death is certain. However, if all three souls remain and the seven spirits are not scattered, as long as they can be found, the person can definitely be saved.

But if the seven souls have already scattered, then even a true god is powerless to reverse the situation.

Clinging to their last glimmer of hope, they stayed there until the moon was high in the sky, but they didn't even catch a glimpse of the murderer.

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