Watching Lin Zimeng's departing figure, I felt a mix of emotions.
But more than anything, I felt an unprecedented sense of confusion.
Why are the clues to the so-called key that can open the forbidden door hidden deep in my memory?
What earth-shattering secrets are hidden behind this forbidden door?
And what is that forbidden gate?
After thinking about it for a long time and still not figuring it out, I gave up and decided to go out for a walk to see if I could find anything useful.
Unlike big cities, Sanjiapo is quiet and deserted during the day, not as lively as it is at night.
I don't know if it's because I stayed up too late last night, but I didn't get up.
As I was wandering aimlessly, I suddenly heard someone call my name from behind. I turned around and saw that it was Chai Mingyu.
He sat in front of a breakfast stall, munching on a steamed bun.
Yesterday, I heard Luo Tianhe talk about his identity, and now I see him sitting in front of a breakfast stall eating a two-yuan steamed bun without any airs. The incongruity of this scene left me speechless.
I went up to him and greeted him.
"Brother Chai!"
"Sit down. The steamed buns here are delicious. Would you like two?"
Before I could even speak, Chai Mingyu called out to the owner, "Boss, bring four more steamed buns."
I drank all night and threw up for half the night, so I was really hungry and didn't refuse.
I mainly wanted to get some information out of him.
Although he was quite unreliable last night, abandoning me and leaving.
"Brother Chai, who was that woman named Lin Zimeng last night?" I asked impatiently as soon as I sat down.
"Her? Dr. Zeng's goddaughter."
Wu Zhiguo's goddaughter?
I almost jumped up when I heard that, but I managed to suppress my excitement.
"So it wasn't that I didn't want to help you last night, it's that I didn't dare, and besides, this young lady..."
At this point, Chai Mingyu suddenly leaned over and sniffed me, asking with a surprised look, "You stayed at Zimeng's house last night?"
I asked him how he knew.
"The scent on you is so familiar; you must have been to her house to smell like this."
After saying that, Chai Mingyu moved closer to me and took two deep breaths.
The movement was like that of a teddy bear, which made me feel a little awkward.
If I hadn't seen him dancing intimately with a beautiful woman last night, I would have suspected he might have problems in that area.
He told me I smelled, so I took a sniff and found that besides the smell of laundry detergent, there was also a faint floral scent, but nothing particularly unusual.
"Brother Chai, what do I smell like?" I asked, puzzled.
Chai Mingyu chuckled: "Smells like a dead man!"
The smell of death?
I was startled and almost dropped the steamed bun in my hand.
But he quickly calmed down.
After all, I've seen and dealt with many dead people, so I've naturally smelled a lot of the stench.
But I've never heard of a dead person smelling of flowers.
Corpse Demon!
Chai Mingyu seemed to read my mind and patted my shoulder hard: "Don't make a fuss. Eighty percent of the people here can no longer be considered human, like me."
Before I could even ask, Chai Mingyu grabbed my clothes with both hands and pulled hard.
With a "rip", the shirt was torn open.
In an instant, I felt my scalp tingle and a chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to my heart.
What came into view was his chest, covered with veins and scars.
In the very center of his chest, there was a hole the size of a fist.
The skin around the cave entrance had an eerie bluish-black color, as if it had been scorched by fire, accompanied by a faint, fishy smell.
Through this hole, I can clearly see his beating heart.
"What... what's going on?"
My eyes remained fixed on that horrifying hole, my feet seemingly nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch.
Chai Mingyu did not answer immediately, but sighed softly, his eyes revealing a complex emotion, including helplessness, pain, and an indescribable determination.
He slowly raised his hand and gently poked the hole with his index finger. My heart trembled slightly with his movement, which terrified me.
"As you can see, I am dead, but not dead yet!"
Chai Mingyu pulled up his clothes to cover the terrifying hole.
"Although this hole left on my body, in my heart it is a symbol of Dr. Zeng's kindness. I think everyone in Sanjiapo should feel the same way I do, with endless gratitude for Dr. Zeng."
"It was with his extraordinary power that he gave us a second life, allowing us to break free from the mire of the past and regain our dignity as human beings."
Seeing his devout expression, I couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
You've all been turned into this, and you're still thanking him?
It seems that what Old Zhao said was true; Wu Zhiguo is creating corpse ghosts.
Then Chai Mingyu vividly recounted how Dr. Zeng saved them from dire straits with his skillful hands and compassionate heart, and how he redeemed their souls with extraordinary means.
He kept repeating the words "Dr. Zeng" over and over again.
Throughout the process, I could clearly sense that his admiration for Dr. Zeng had become almost fanatical.
I had originally hoped to get some information about Wu Zhiguo from him, but now I don't dare to.
I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing.
If I were to question Dr. Zeng's words even slightly, even just a single word, I think he would instantly fly into a rage and tear me to pieces.
Like a guardian of faith, he would never allow anyone to desecrate the deity in his heart.
As I was casually making small talk, I suddenly saw a familiar figure staggering towards me from the street corner.
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