Song Hui left very quickly. He didn't even say goodbye to Yao Anna, just like a hyena that had smelled carrion and left without waiting for even a second!
Yao Anna looked at Song Hui, who had run out without even closing the door, with some surprise. She turned to Song Mengmeng, who was sitting next to her with a smile, and asked in disbelief, "Will it really work for him to go to Master Dukong?"
"Who knows!" Song Mengmeng shrugged indifferently, and after a long while slowly continued, "If he can follow Master Dukong's suggestion, then naturally his life will be safe for the rest of his days!"
As for anything else, that's just wishful thinking!
Moreover, if he wants to save his life, he has to agree to Master Dukong's proposal! If he can't accept it, then it's all for nothing!
"Master Dukong's suggestion?" Yao Anna blinked. According to Song Mengmeng's statement, Song Hui would naturally agree! He was always the best at distinguishing between priorities and understood the importance of knowing when to advance and retreat.
"He'll agree; that's always been his type. He's a master of seeking advantage and avoiding harm! If we can change his current predicament, he'll probably agree to anything!"
"Including making him donate all his wealth and spend the rest of his life practicing asceticism in a Buddhist temple, becoming a monk detached from worldly affairs?!" Song Mengmeng naturally knew the facts that Yao Anna knew as well.
Because she knew what kind of person Song Hui was, she pointed out this path for him at this critical moment—the only way to prevent his future from going astray!
However, this path can only guarantee that he will suffer less from illness and accidents in the second half of his life. As for anything else, there is no need to ask for it!
This might be simple and acceptable to others! But for Song Hui, who always longed to make a name for himself, it was a choice more painful than death.
So, for him, this was hope, but wasn't it also despair?
"Let's not talk about him anymore. I came here to tell you some good news! I've made an appointment with Emperor Yan. When you go to Xijing, we'll go together!"
Song Mengmeng didn't want to waste any more time on that washed-up scumbag Song Hui. She turned to Yao Anna with great interest and said, "How about we keep each other company this way?!"
"That's great! Why don't you just stay in a separate room and live with me!" In the past, such an arrangement would have been somewhat daunting, but now that Yao Anna and Song Mengmeng are both artists under the same Dixing Group, no one would say anything even if they ate and lived together.
Moreover, with Emperor Yan standing behind Song Mengmeng, no one could possibly criticize her arrangements!
Song Mengmeng nodded and did not reject Yao Anna's suggestion.
Now that the two girls had decided to travel together, they naturally started talking about what they needed to prepare for the trip and some key areas they could visit after returning to Xi'an.
The two chattered away until dinnertime. If it weren't for the Emperor of Hell calling to urge the little auspicious beast, who was too happy to leave, to go home, she probably would have stayed there until she finished her midnight snack before moving on.
Yao Anna underwent another comprehensive examination the next day. After confirming that everything was normal, she decided not to stay any longer and went directly to complete the discharge procedures.
Yao Anna was rushing to Xi'an to join the film crew, so after being discharged from the hospital, she did not delay at all and boarded a flight to Xi'an with Song Mengmeng early the next morning.
Xi'an, the ancient capital of nine dynasties and the imperial city during the peak of Chinese civilization, is a place where history and culture are deeply rooted. Every corner is a testament to its beauty and exquisite craftsmanship.
Song Mengmeng didn't need to rush, so as soon as she got off the plane, she naturally parted ways with Yao Anna, who was heading to the film set. She then traveled with Hu Da to the outskirts of Xijing.
"Are you so sure that Chi You's right arm is in Xijing?" Hu Da asked, a hint of doubt in her voice as she drove.
Hu Da knew that Song Mengmeng had indeed done a lot of preparation and investigation before deciding to come to Xijing, but it was too arbitrary to be able to determine such an ethereal matter based solely on the drawings and descriptions on those evil god statues!
“Hmm.” Song Mengmeng nodded, her conviction unwavering despite Hu Da’s doubts: “The map etched on the statue of the evil god is only a part of the entire map from which we obtained Chi You’s corpse.”
This part alone is enough to suggest that the whereabouts of Chi You's corpse should be in the outskirts of Xijing!
"Since you're so sure, where should we start our investigation?" Seeing Song Mengmeng's confidence, Hu Da stopped trying to persuade her and focused her attention on the road ahead, waiting for Song Mengmeng to give her a definite destination.
However, Song Mengmeng simply shook her head slightly and sighed somewhat dejectedly: "I don't know yet."
"...Then what are we doing here in the suburbs?!" Hu Da choked for a moment. The thought of being exhausted from getting off the plane and having to be a driver made her want to quit!
Ugh, I'm so angry!
"Looking for clues!" Faced with Hu Da's blatant complaint, Song Mengmeng answered as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She turned her head to continue looking at the scenery gliding by outside the car window, and after a while, she continued, "If we drive around a bit more, maybe we'll find some clues!"
Hu Da didn't say anything, and simply drove the little girl along the highway. However, when the car turned to head towards Lishan, Song Mengmeng, who had been feeling a bit lazy, suddenly perked up.
"Are we going to Mount Li?!" Seeing Song Mengmeng's expression, Hu Da could almost guess without asking where the little girl was thinking about her destination.
However, Song Mengmeng quickly shook her head and rejected the suggestion: "No, let's go to the Terracotta Army!"
"What are we going there for?!" Hu Da was a little confused. Of course, she knew about the glorious deeds of the emperor who was unprecedented and unparalleled in the era of human rule after the fall of the gods.
But is there any connection between the underground army of this unparalleled emperor and the corpse of Chi You?
"Let's go take a look!" Song Mengmeng turned her head and glared at Hu Da, looking completely self-righteous: "Isn't it said that if you come to Xi'an and don't go to the Terracotta Army, it will be the biggest regret?!"
Now that we're in Xi'an, can't we at least make up for this regret?!
"Hey, stop dawdling! If you keep dawdling, the Terracotta Army will be closed by the time we get there!"
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