Chapter 46 Yin Shen Tattooing ⑨·Dawei Jiali was too good at it.
They walked out of the unassuming office building one after the other, stepping into the humid night.
As they walked slowly along the deserted street, it felt as if an invisible wall separated them.
Lan Shuyin walked ahead, but her eyes kept glancing at the tall, slender figure who was half a step behind.
On both sides of the narrow street, old tenement buildings and modern glass skyscrapers coexist strangely, with neon lights radiating mottled halos, creating an indescribable sense of oppression between them.
What is he thinking? And what is he hiding?
The ability to interpret even the thoughts of faceless spirits is more than just mystical, isn't it?
Just as she was in a state of confusion, Wei Li suddenly stepped forward and turned to block her way.
Lan Shuyin subconsciously stopped and looked up.
In the dim light, Wei Li's face had long since lost its usual carefree smile, and his expression was unusually solemn.
“Let’s get to know each other again.” He gazed at her, his voice clear and gentle, yet carrying a power that pierced the night. “My name is Dawei Jiali.”
"Dawei is an ancient surname. The two characters Jiali are derived from Jialingpinjia, and Li is the Li in Ligou."
"The meaning of this name is to remain untainted by worldly dust and to always be at ease, even amidst the chaos of the world."
The night breeze brushed against the stray hairs on his forehead, and his once sparkling peach blossom eyes now seemed to have settled into two bottomless pools, where starlight seemed to flow and ancient vows seemed to surge silently.
"But I like to hear people call me Kui Li."
Seeing his hand suspended in mid-air, and that unprecedentedly solemn expression, Lan Shuyin's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed.
Just moments before, her assessment of this man's potential danger had almost outweighed her curiosity, and she began to reconsider whether she could truly consider him a friend.
But at this moment, she sighed silently.
Forget it, everyone has secrets. As long as his sincerity is genuine, that's enough. Besides, no matter how dangerous he is, can he be more terrifying than that twisted mastermind lurking in the shadows?
Lan Shuyin quickly understood, raising her right hand, which was still holding the tissue, to indicate that it was inconvenient to shake hands. Wei Li immediately switched to his left hand, insisting on completing the gesture.
She had no choice but to extend her left hand and gently shake his.
The night breeze slipped through their clasped fingers as Lan Shuyin said gracefully, "My name is Lan Shuyin. Shu as in comfortable, Yin as in music." Her tone was frank, with a hint of teasing, "Although you probably already know... well, I don't think I've ever officially mentioned my real name before."
This belated self-introduction, like an unspoken step, gently landed between the two.
Kui Li carefully examined her features and saw that her eyes were clear and bright, and that she was indeed without any resentment. Only then did he raise that familiar smile again. "It was my oversight. When I'm with you, I always have a familiar feeling that makes me forget that we haven't known each other for very long."
The atmosphere relaxed.
Lan Shuyin didn't dwell on the name and casually asked, "Was the man who just escorted you out the bureau chief?" She had her own judgment. Judging from the instant tension in Luo Shan and the others' eyes, the imposing middle-aged man strongly resembled the cryptic "boss" they had been talking about.
She had previously thought that Fu Qing was the mastermind, but looking back, the Special Bureau's target might not have been her from the beginning, but rather Wei Li, who was by her side.
“Ayin is really smart.” Kui Li raised the corner of his eye slightly and explained simply, “He knows my background and wants me to find Yao Huaiyu.”
Lan Shuyin understood. "Then do you have a solution?"
“Finding him is not difficult,” Wei Li replied. “Ni Changye already had news that Yao Huaiyu has arrived in Gangzhou and will visit Old Master Chang at the Chang family tomorrow.”
"The Chang family?" Lan Shuyin's heart stirred slightly. Could it be such a coincidence?
Kui Li nodded, "The Chang family is an old and prominent family in Gangzhou. They have accumulated wealth over generations and their influence in this area is deeply rooted and they have connections everywhere."
“But this is strange.” Lan Shuyin wondered, “The Special Bureau can even set up surveillance in a deserted place like the back mountain of Xiangweng Temple, how could they not find Yao Huaiyu’s whereabouts?”
“Finding someone is just a pretext,” Wei Li explained meaningfully. “Their real purpose is to kill two birds with one stone.”
After a moment's thought, Lan Shuyin understood. "You mean, the Chang family?"
"The Chang family, and the unyielding 'backer' behind them... it's a bit complicated, too complicated to explain in a short time." Wei Li smiled and extended an invitation, "If you're interested, how about we go visit the Chang family tomorrow?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Shuyin chuckled softly, "It's quite a coincidence, there just happened to be a girl surnamed Chang who asked me to go to her house tomorrow to exorcise evil spirits."
In the darkness, their eyes met, and they both saw the knowing look in each other's eyes—tomorrow, there's bound to be a big show to watch.
Just then, the taxi that had been there during the day quietly pulled up beside them.
After getting in the car, the driver quietly handed over a tube of ointment for external injuries. Wei Li took it and then handed it to Lan Shuyin.
Lan Shuyin recognized at a glance that this ointment was exactly the same as the one Boss Wei had given her.
Although she still had half a bottle left in her bag, she accepted it and thanked her softly.
Just as she was considering how to start the conversation, Wei Li broke the silence first and asked, "What do you think of Wu Yang?"
"I don't know much about him." Lan Shuyin paused, recalling what Guan Han had once said, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Actually, I didn't see anything special about him."
"Then can you tell what kind of person I am?" Kui Li asked in return.
Lan Shuyin was speechless for a moment.
A faint, cold smile appeared on Wei Li's lips. "There are many people in this world who wear masks. He seemingly casually handed me a bottle of water in Qigu Village and added hallucinogens. An ordinary person would have been affected long ago."
Lan Shuyin's eyes widened in shock. "What? There's such a thing? Why did he..."
“Perhaps he finds me in the way, or perhaps…” Wei Li paused for a moment, then said calmly, “He has other plans.”
Lan Shuyin was speechless for a long time, then sighed, "To be honest, I quite like this younger brother. If he were really that cheerful and innocent..." She said with some regret, "If that faceless spirit hadn't escaped, we might have been able to get more clues out of him."
Kui Li smiled faintly, "There will always be a chance. At least, it didn't fall into the hands of the Special Bureau."
“That’s true.” Lan Shuyin nodded in understanding.
The taxi drove smoothly through the night, carrying the two figures, each lost in their own thoughts, as they blended into the sleepless lights of Gangzhou.
...
It was nearly midnight when I got back to my hotel room.
Lan Shuyin walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and let the water rinse the web of her right hand.
The cinnabar grains, tinged with blood, swirled into the pool's bottom with the current, revealing a shallow scratch—a wound she had deliberately made with the edge of a tactical pen to enhance the power of the spirit-locking array. It hurt a bit, but this time she had exercised restraint and it didn't hinder her movements.
After rinsing, she carefully applied the medicine. The cooling sensation penetrated her skin, slightly soothing the burning pain.
At this time, I'm wide awake.
Lan Shuyin strolled to the French windows. The ever-burning lights of Hong Kong flowed into a dazzling galaxy in her eyes, but what kept echoing in her mind was his solemn self-introduction—
"Dawei Jiali"
So that's what it was.
She turned around and sat back down at her desk, opened her laptop, and gently typed those four words on the keyboard.
The search results remain scarce.
"Dawei" is indeed an extremely ancient surname. Legend has it that it was the surname of the ancient treasure keepers. It is said that it once guided the Yellow Emperor when he was lost, held the key to the secrets of mountains and rivers, and was a messenger between the living and the dead.
Kalavinka, the celestial bird of the divine realm with the purest and most melodious song, whose voice is harmonious, elegant, and clear, capable of washing away worldly cares; Kali is the pure and undefiled sound of Brahma.
Lan Shuyin leaned back in her chair, the cold light from the screen reflecting on her thoughtful face.
Kui Li... no, Da Kui Jia Li.
The name flowed silently between his lips, ancient and ethereal, mysterious and unpredictable, just like him—always smiling and composed, making it impossible for anyone to see what kind of world was hidden deep within his soul.
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