With these words, the oppressive feeling that shrouded the front hall dissipated, and Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of crisis of being stared at by a hungry wolf was gone.

The woman at the front desk narrowed her eyes, examining the young man and woman sitting across the table, and then glanced inconspicuously outside the hotel.

"I understand. Please wait a moment, my two guests."

She withdrew her gaze, said these words in a cold tone, and walked deeper into the hotel. The "clicking" sound of her high heels became increasingly distant.

Huh... Xie Lingxi exhaled, his face turned pale, and he whispered:

"Brother Yuanshi, I, I suddenly remembered something..."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at her sideways.

Xie Lingxi expressed his guess: "We haven't found any information about 'Master Wuhen'. Is it possible that it's not that he is unknown, but that our authority is too low..."

A receptionist possesses such a terrifying aura, one can imagine what level that Master Wuhen is at.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded solemnly:

"I thought of that, too. That's why I was planning to escape just now. And I was very confident that I could escape."

"Ah?" Xie Lingxi was startled and opened her eyes wide: "My legs were completely weak just now. I didn't even think about running away. I just wanted to hide my head in your armpit."

That's why I have the confidence to escape. I just need to run faster than my teammates... Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart. He spread his arms, held Xie Lingxi's head in his armpits, and asked:

"Does this give you a sense of security?"

"Brother Yuanshi, let me go, let me go quickly, it's so embarrassing..." Xie Lingxi struggled hard.

She pulled her head out from Zhang Yuanqing's armpit, adjusted her crooked headphones, and lowered her voice:

"Brother Yuanshi, my headphones are props. They can monitor all movements within a radius of 500 meters."

She listened attentively and whispered:

"That woman got into the elevator.....The elevator stopped on the fourth floor...She opened the second door on the left side of the elevator...She disappeared?!"

Xie Lingxi raised his head and said in astonishment: "She disappeared."

Disappeared? Was it because the guest room was isolated from outsiders? Zhang Yuanqing patted the little girl's shoulder, signaling her to stay calm.

The two of them waited silently. During the process, Xie Lingxi frequently looked outside the hotel to confirm that the bodyguards brought by his family were paying attention to him. Only then did he feel a little safer.

About ten minutes later, she turned her head and whispered, "She came out..."

A few minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing heard the elevator "ding" and the car returned to the first floor. Then the clacking sound of high heels was heard, and the beautiful aunt returned to the front hall, looked at them, and said:

"Come with me!"

She glanced coldly at the solemn-looking young people and said, "If you are afraid, you can just go home."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, "Sister, you look kind and gentle, and you are obviously a good person. We are not afraid."

Xie Lingxi said softly, "Auntie, we are just here to bring a message, we have no ill intentions."

The woman's expression softened and she nodded slightly, then took them into the elevator and up to the fourth floor.

She stood in the corridor, looking at the second guest room on the left side of the elevator, and said:

"Come in."

Zhang Yuanqing saw the house number: 404!

What a good name... The corner of his mouth twitched, he pulled Xie Lingxi to the door and turned the doorknob.

“Crack!”

The moment the slight sound of the lock tongue flicked, it was as if a quiet and powerful force enveloped me, and the scene in front of me changed rapidly.

The carpet in the corridor turned into simple celadon, the whitewashed walls turned into a mixture of brick and wood, and the incandescent lamps turned into flickering candlelight.

Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi looked around in astonishment. They were in the main hall of a temple. The seven or eight meter high dome was a caisson with embossed patterns and paintings of gods and Buddhas.

Under the caisson is a five-meter-tall golden Buddha, holding a flower and lowering his brows, with an expression that seems compassionate, majestic, and cold.

There were eighteen thick candles lit on the offering table, and the candlelight was bright.

There was a cushion under the big Buddha, on which sat a monk in green robes. He was very tall, and even when he was sitting cross-legged, he was as tall as Xie Lingxi.

Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi looked at each other quietly, with fear and solemnity in their eyes. They were in the corridor of the hotel one moment and in a strange temple the next.

If there hadn't been the dungeon reminder sound in their ears, both of them would have suspected that they had entered the spiritual realm to do a mission again.

This Master Wuhen is more terrifying than I thought. What level of spiritual realm practitioner must he be to have such a method... Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, looked at the back of the man in the green robe, and said respectfully:

"But Master Wuhen?"

"Night Walker and Musician, are you from the official organization?"

A low and hoarse voice came, with a strange tone, as if the person was enduring some kind of pain.

"yes!"

Zhang Yuanqing didn't dare to hide it.

There was silence in the hall for more than ten seconds, and then a low and hoarse voice replied again:

"What did my father say before he died?"

Zhang Yuanqing's voice unconsciously lowered, "He asked me to tell the master: I'm sorry, I still don't know whether it's me or the world that's wrong."

As he said this, he once again recalled the look in his father's eyes before he died, eyes that were filled with hatred and sadness.

The hall fell into a long silence, so long that Zhang Yunqing and Xie Lingxi felt uneasy.

Finally... Master Wuhen sighed:

"I see."

Xie Lingxi hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice:

"Master, he saved my life. He is not a bad person. Why did he become an evil profession?"

The monk in blue robes said slowly:

"He had a daughter who was very smart and well-behaved. She had excellent academic performance since she was young. When she went to college, she gradually changed and began to pursue material things and blindly compete with her classmates. In order to support his daughter, he worked day and night and tried his best to make money, but he was increasingly unable to meet his daughter's needs. Until one day, he found that his daughter had borrowed a lot of money online and had been photographed in indecent photos.

"He was unable to repay the debts, and felt that his daughter had brought disgrace upon the family. The two had a huge argument, and he threatened to sever the father-daughter relationship. As a father, he believed that all this was his daughter's fault. She had become materialistic, selfish, and unrecognizable.

"Later, the loan company took control of the girl, forced her into prostitution, and toyed with her and abused her without restraint. In despair, she jumped off a building and committed suicide.

"He collapsed from feeling guilty as a father. He began to think that he was at fault. If he could have given his daughter a good material life and had enough money to pay off her debts, all these tragedies would not have happened. He regretted the quarrel countless times. If he could have comforted his daughter and accompanied her at that time, perhaps what happened later would not have happened. He was the one who pushed his daughter into the abyss with his own hands.

"After his daughter died, he planned to sue the loan company and the evildoers who tortured his daughter and forced her to death, but the loan company was very powerful in the local area and he lost the case.

"He was depressed for a long time and realized that it was not his daughter who was wrong, but him and the world. He believed that people cannot change the environment, but are affected by the environment. When this society screams about material things and money in your ears all day long, you will definitely be affected and become materialistic. No one is an exception.

"Her daughter has not yet entered society and does not understand the evil of human nature. She was induced to consume and borrow money, and finally embarked on this road of no return. This world is terrible. He decided to avenge his daughter personally...

"He broke into the loan company, killed the villain who had bullied her and forced her to death, and then fled the scene. It was that killing that allowed him to obtain the character card and become the Bewitching Demon."

“As a father, he is a radical person, but he is not a bloodthirsty villain. However, once he becomes an evil profession, there is no turning back for life. He goes further and further on this road of no return, his level is getting higher and higher, but he is getting more and more painful.

"Until one day, he met me and followed me to practice, hoping to resolve the anger in his heart and get redemption. But he was too extreme. He didn't want to kill innocent people, but he was stubborn and unwilling to reconcile with the world.

"Perhaps death is the best destination for him..."

No wonder he wanted to save Xie Lingxi. His daughter was about the same age as this girl. He regretted countless times that he did not help his daughter. When he leaped forward, the person he saved was not Xie Lingxi, but his daughter who had committed suicide by jumping off the building... Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the little green tea girl. Xie Lingxi was stunned and speechless, with red eyes.

He sighed silently and said:

"Master, I think he has been redeemed."

Master Wuhen, who had his back to the two of them, did not comment. He waved his hand lightly, and two rays of light emerged from his sleeves and landed at the feet of Xie Lingxi and Zhang Yuanqing.

The two of them looked closely and saw two pieces of ink-black jade, half the size of a palm, with a faint black light surging inside, changing into various shapes, like a dream.

After just a few seconds of watching, Xie Lingxi and Zhang Yuanqing felt dizzy and black in front of their eyes.

"Thank you for bringing back his last words. It's called the 'Dream Jade Talisman'. Crush it and you can contact me. If you are in danger, I will help you once. It is limited to the real world and is invalid in the spiritual realm." Master Wuhen said lightly:

"Leave."

The Buddha statues and candlelight twisted and shattered. Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi returned to the hotel and were standing in front of the open door of a standard single room.

Two pieces of black jade lay at their feet.