"Hmm, that's a good name," Hou Wenjie praised, then pointed to the three mutilated corpses and asked, "Can you identify who they are?"
Qian Jiaming looked at the three mutilated corpses and said, "Huang Huan, Liu Ping, Liu Jie."
Hou Wenjie nodded. Liu Jie was dead, which proved that the mysterious man in Hangzhou was likely still alive. He just didn't know where he was now.
Since the problem could no longer be seen with the naked eye, Hou Wenjie decided to use his "Heavenly Eye"!
He planned to use the Shrinking Earth Technique to travel while simultaneously using his Heavenly Eye to observe.
Hou Wenjie glanced at Qian Jiaming, who was still squatting under the tree, and said, "Are you going to come with me to find people, or stay where you are? If you're going to wait here, this talisman is for you."
As Hou Wenjie spoke, he pulled out a yellow talisman. This talisman was the one Hou Wenjie had obtained in the hot spring village, and he had already re-infused it with sexual energy.
Qian Jiaming looked at Hou Wenjie and asked, "Which one has a better chance of surviving? I want to survive. I haven't been home for a year while I've been working on a ship. My wife called me a few days ago and said she's pregnant. I'm going to be a father. I can't die yet."
After hearing Qian Jiaming's words, Hou Wenjie looked at him strangely: "Have you ever heard of the idiom 'substituting a plum for a peach'?"
Qian Jiaming looked completely bewildered.
Hou Wenjie suspected that Qian Jiaming might have been affected by something strange, suffering some mental aftereffects, so he tried to explain calmly:
"Look at the character '僵' in '李代桃僵,' which contains the characters for 'stealing' and 'plum replacing peach.' The person surnamed Tao didn't plant the land, but the person surnamed Li did, and they had a bumper harvest."
Qian Jiaming understood. After a pause, he stammered somewhat embarrassedly, "Actually, I was the one who persuaded my wife to have this child. I had a check-up, and the doctor said I couldn't have the baby. Besides, the person who helped with this was my friend, one of my brothers. The child was born, and he took my surname. Nobody knows."
Hou Wenjie realized he had been wrong. He said, "Then you'll come with me."
As he spoke, he manipulated the strange device, transforming the Ruyi Qiankun Bag into the shape of a hearse. The corpse was placed in the back carriage, and three rows of seats were set up in the front.
Standing to the side, Qian Jiaming was dumbfounded. His eyes lit up: "Big brother, is this the kind of magic weapon they talk about in cultivation novels? It can transform into all sorts of things?"
Hou Wenjie smiled and said, "Get in the car quickly, we still need to rescue other people."
"Mmm!" Qian Jiaming quickly opened the car door and sat down inside. Feeling the soft, smooth texture of the seat cushion, his previous fear had completely vanished. He exclaimed, "Brother, this seat cushion is made of real silk!"
“Yes, it’s real silk!” Hou Wenjie replied.
Then, Hou Wenjie activated the Shrinking Earth technique, and the hearse quickly traversed the island. Hou Wenjie's "Heavenly Eye" also searched the island like the most precise scanner.
Qian Jiaming was quite talkative. As soon as he got in the car, he kept trying to find something to say: "Brother, do you think I have a chance to get into a special department like yours? I want to be like you."
Hou Wenjie said, "Sure, I'll seal a monster into your body. As long as you can hold on and your mind doesn't go haywire, you can become powerful too."
Yes, there will be some aftereffects, but of course, these are minor issues.
For example, you might have an uncontrollable temper, excessive sleepiness, binge eating, premature functional aging, and eventually become a monster. Hmm, are you sure you want that?
"Never mind then." Qian Jiaming shook his head like a rattle drum after hearing this. He couldn't help but shudder when he thought about how he had been confused by the strange things before. Sealing the strange things into the body was like trying to find shit in a cesspool with a flashlight.
He immediately calmed down, because he thought of the aftereffects Hou Wenjie had mentioned, one of which was the inability to control one's temper.
He was afraid that if he said any more, Hou Wenjie would lose his temper and throw him out of the car, and then he would never get to ride in such a powerfully propelled car again.
Hou Wenjie's third eye watched all the scenes flashing before his eyes: flowers, trees, birds, beasts, fish, and insects.
There is an ancient banyan tree with strange vines growing on it.
There are strange flowers that emit a nauseating, putrid stench.
Various strange birds whose names I cannot describe.
There was another type of fish that roamed in the grass. Hou Wenjie saw them in groups, darting through the grass, using their terrifyingly sharp teeth to devour several wild boar-like animals. A faint gray mist surrounded them, and after swallowing their prey, they soared into the sky.
Having traversed most of the island, even with the Heavenly Eye's protection, Hou Wenjie found no trace of any living people, nor did he witness any truly terrifying or eerie sights.
Until, on an unknown wildflower, he saw a butterfly about to take flight.
One of the butterfly's wings is black, the kind of black that can only be achieved with the most concentrated ink, but under his all-seeing eye, it appears to be a kaleidoscope of colors.
The other wing was a deathly white, almost sickly white, like the face of someone who had just died.
Upon seeing it for the first time, Hou Wenjie felt a sudden pang in his heart.
In that instant, Hou Wenjie could sense that a strange thought had been born in his mind.
In that thought, the ground beneath his feet seemed to hollow out, the world felt like it was made of paper, and he kept falling into the empty void, never able to land.
He quickly dismissed the thought, and that hint of something strange was instantly suppressed.
Then, he met the butterfly's indifferent eyes.
In that instant, Hou Wenjie felt that the edges of black and white merged on the fluttering wings of the butterfly, and the space was divided by the flapping wings of the butterfly. Fish with terrifying sharp teeth poured out from the cut space.
They were the same kind of fish that Hou Wenjie had seen before.
However, unlike the fish I had seen before, the fish in front of me had tentacles growing out of their eyes.
This reminded Hou Wenjie of the sea monster Qian Jiaming had mentioned before.
The swarm of fish surged forward, and the countless tentacles triggered unpleasant memories for Qian Jiaming. He huddled in the car, trembling with fear.
Hou Wenjie didn't turn around, but he knew Qian Jiaming was afraid, so he said, "Don't be afraid!"
The instant the countless tentacles touched the car body, Hou Wenjie uttered, "The Yellow Springs descend!"
The turbid waves surged, the black mist rolled, and the eerie wind howled.
One by one, the fish surged into the Yellow Springs. They appeared to be coming in a fierce manner, but they were so weak that they could not make the slightest ripple.
Qian Jiawen naturally witnessed this astonishing scene.
Having been comforted by Hou Wenjie's confident tone, he was no longer so flustered.
But his eyes remained wide open, his hands clenched tightly, a mixture of overwhelming fear and inexplicable anticipation coursing through him. He could feel his heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to leap out of his chest.
Then, he heard Hou Wenjie utter the words "The Yellow Springs descend to earth," and with those four words came an illusory black river, its waves surging and rolling, sweeping up all the fish before disappearing.
The Underworld! The Underworld! Qian Jiaming saw this word, which only appeared in mythological novels, come to life before his very eyes!
This scene left him utterly shocked; was the person before him a human or a god?
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