4-6: "Little liar."
Huai Yan remained silent.
He ignored 073's smug tone, changed his clothes, and went straight downstairs.
073 kept calling out, insisting that Huaiyan give a detailed explanation.
Huai Yan turned a deaf ear.
He sat on the sofa in the living room, preparing to go for a morning run later, as was the original owner of the body.
However, the steward arrived shortly after Huaiyan sat down.
"Young Master," the butler said with concern, "you don't look well. Are you sick?"
Huaiyan leaned back on the sofa and said in a hoarse voice, "It should be."
But when he came out of his mouth, he and the butler were both startled.
Because I chatted with 073 backstage this morning, Huaiyan didn't say anything else today.
He didn't notice anything unusual about his throat.
It wasn't until he spoke to the housekeeper that Huaiyan realized his voice was terribly hoarse.
The steward rushed off to find medicine, and the servants were also held accountable.
Huai Yan dared not say why.
He was afraid that saying anything more would give him away, so he only dared to say that he probably caught a chill last night and was feeling a bit unwell.
So Huaiyan naturally took leave.
Looking out at the heavy snow, Huaiyan sat at her desk and inexplicably thought of the man from yesterday.
The man suddenly appeared and tilted the umbrella toward him.
Undeniably, Huaiyan's heart was indeed racing.
The man had a cold and stern face, and looked to be around 25 years old. He exuded a cold and indifferent aura.
When they got closer, Huaiyan could even smell the woody scent on the man.
Like the cold wind and shattered snow of winter, crisp and refreshing.
But Huaiyan was absolutely certain that he had never seen this person in the original storyline.
After the 073 system upgrade, reading the original storyline will enable a God's-eye view.
Huaiyan could see the faces of everyone the original owner of the plane encountered and knew their names.
Therefore, the Huai inkstone was determined.
If a man has appeared in the original storyline, he can't possibly forget him.
"he?"
073 was taken aback. "This character wasn't in the original story, was he?"
"That's how it is." Huaiyan sighed.
073 hesitated for a few seconds: "Maybe it's just a passerby? There are plenty of good-looking passersby."
In the original story, the main characters were nothing more than the protagonist (the top) and the protagonist (the bottom), and a few insignificant cannon fodder characters.
Going a little deeper, it leads to the vengeful ghost in the villa.
The man is clearly just an NPC in this dimension.
Thinking of this, Huai Yan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
Looking back now, Huaiyan still feels a bit scared.
If that vengeful ghost wanted to kill him, it would be an easy thing to do.
The fact that the man didn't make a move can only mean one thing.
He will come again in the future.
Things won't be so simple from now on.
Even vengeful ghosts are human, and Huaiyan knew what the other party wanted to do.
But he couldn't resist, and he didn't know what method he could use to truly harm the vengeful ghost's true form.
"No way!" 073 shouted, "You go find the Taoist priest today!"
Finding a Taoist priest to ask for a solution is better than doing nothing.
Huai Yan nodded and took out her phone to check the messages.
It was only early morning, and I had already seen more than twenty messages from Jiang Feng on my phone.
However, Huaiyan was not in the mood to look at it.
It's 9:30 a.m. now, and the nearest Taoist temple is quite far from the villa.
If the journey is not a factor, and if a Taoist priest is successfully invited, a solution can be obtained by the afternoon at the latest.
After making the plan, Huaiyan immediately changed her clothes.
Before leaving, he told the housekeeper that he did not go directly to the family car.
The driver would report Huaiyan's itinerary to the Huai family every day.
It wasn't a big deal that Huaiyan went to the Taoist temple, but it was difficult to explain to them.
Left with no other choice, Huaiyan hailed a taxi and set the location to the Taoist temple.
"That vengeful ghost shouldn't be that powerful yet," 073 speculated. "He probably didn't come out during the day, right?"
Even vengeful spirits are affected by day and night; if the other party is confined to the night...
Huaiyan has plenty of time to resolve the issue.
"...Then," Huaiyan asked anxiously, "what if he also appeared during the day?"
073 said in a solemn voice, "Then it's all over."
It can be touched, has a physical form, is not restricted by day or night, and can move freely anywhere.
That's the Ghost King.
The leader of all demons.
No wonder the previous batches of hosts were all wiped out, even after they brought in Taoist priests.
It should be understood that an ordinary Taoist priest has absolutely no chance of winning against the Ghost King.
Perhaps the Ghost King didn't initially intend to kill the first few batches of hosts.
It is very likely that they angered the other party when they invited a Taoist priest to deal with the ghost king in the villa.
"broken."
073's voice turned cold, "The ghost in the villa, could it be the Ghost King?!"
He should have thought of that long ago.
In the original story, how could a ghost with hundreds of lives on its hands be merely a vengeful spirit?
With so many people in the villa, would the vengeful ghost do everything himself?
Of course not, and it's impossible.
Therefore, the opponent's level is at least Ghost King.
Because he is the head of all ghosts, the Ghost King can command all his ghosts to serve him.
Otherwise, how could the hundreds of people in the villa have died so tragically in such a short time?
“Our previous reasoning was wrong,” 073 added. “We can’t go to a Taoist temple to find a Taoist priest.”
If it's a vengeful ghost, that's fine; some experienced Taoist priests might have a solution.
Even three hundred years of cultivation wouldn't be enough to defeat the Ghost King.
Huai Yan suddenly came to his senses.
He greeted the driver in the driver's seat.
"Driver! Turn around and head to the commercial street!"
The driver in the driver's seat responded with a "okay".
The driver continued, "This is a one-way street, I'll turn around up ahead."
The car drove smoothly, but Huaiyan felt a sense of unease.
"Let's think of another way," 073 said worriedly, "The Taoist priest is definitely..."
However, 073's words came to an abrupt end.
It was like a pause had been pressed.
Suddenly, Huaiyan could no longer hear any sound coming from backstage.
On weekdays, when 073 is backstage, he will often chat with him.
This time, 073 didn't even finish his sentence before falling silent.
Previously, the reason why Huaiyan could not contact 073 was discovered without anyone noticing.
This is the only time that Huaiyan has so directly experienced the disappearance of 073.
That intense, uneasy feeling grew stronger and stronger.
Huai Yan's heart raced.
He felt as if his heart was about to burst out of his chest, the sound deafening.
Huaiyan opened her mouth, took small breaths of fresh air, and forced herself to stay awake.
Finally, he looked out the window, as if to remind the driver to turn.
But when Huaiyan looked at the driver's seat...
It felt like being doused with a bucket of cold water in the freezing cold.
Soon, fine beads of sweat trickled down Huaiyan's forehead.
The boy sat in the car, shivering with cold.
Because he found it in the driver's seat.
—There was no one there.
There was no driver, only a strangely spinning steering wheel.
But before getting into the car, Huaiyan clearly made eye contact with the driver.
He remembered clearly that the kind-looking middle-aged man had given him a friendly smile.
With a "buzz," Huaiyan experienced tinnitus, and her mind went blank.
Something must be wrong.
It's normal for someone with a metaphysical degree to encounter these kinds of things.
Huaiyan kept reassuring herself and said with difficulty to the "driver," "Master... please turn around ahead."
I thought there would be no response from the driver's seat.
But Huaiyan heard a very familiar male voice suddenly ring out in the cramped carriage.
"Where do you want to go?" The man's voice was cold and icy, as if it contained the chill of ice, yet he was smiling. "Hmm?"
Huai Yan instantly got goosebumps all over her body.
His throat tightened, he almost lost his voice, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
There's no need to guess anymore about 073.
At this moment, Huaiyan had only one thought in her mind.
The man truly is a demon king.
It can take over the driver's position without anyone noticing, and drive smoothly on the road.
Most importantly.
Huaiyan didn't know which step went wrong.
"I...I..."
Huai Yan's Adam's apple bobbed as he struggled to squeeze out a few syllables, "...to the commercial street."
But the boy's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, as if he lacked confidence and was extremely guilty.
Because the destination is displayed on the screen directly opposite the driver's seat.
A very famous Taoist temple in the city.
Youmingdao, just by looking at the name of the destination, you know it's a Taoist temple.
Then, Huaiyan heard a cold snort.
Before he could even realize what the man meant,
The car, which was traveling at a constant speed, suddenly accelerated.
In just a few seconds, the car had already passed the intersection where it was supposed to turn and headed onto a deserted road.
"ah--!"
The boy was startled by the sudden acceleration and cried out, "Where are you taking me?!"
Seeing that the boy was frightened, the man seemed to be in a good mood.
He curled the corners of his mouth into a smile, but his tone suddenly turned cold, like a cold fire hidden beneath the frozen surface of a lake.
"Where are you going? Didn't you want to go to the Taoist temple?" the man said in a familiar tone, "I'll take you there."
Finally, he added in a cold voice, "Little liar."
Afraid of being discovered, he told a clumsy lie—what a little liar.
"I...I just..."
Huai Yan's face turned pale, feeling embarrassed that his lie had been exposed. He lowered his head and said in a panic, "...I didn't mean to do anything."
But Huaiyan had barely finished speaking.
The car, which was driving into the suburbs, suddenly stopped on the side of the road.
"Is that so?"
The man smiled faintly as he asked a question, but the smile didn't come through in his tone.
Instead, it was filled with a chilling coldness.
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