Yan Lianxiang curled the corners of his mouth. The little fish had taken the bait. He had simply said a few words to pique their curiosity.
The comments section also felt something was off.
Wait, why do I find Yan Lianxiang particularly strange? I can't quite put my finger on it.
It gives off a feeling of a creepy uncle using candy to lure children.
[Oh right, right, who would have thought that the rising star of the Xuanmen sect, the youngest director of the Xuanxue Management Bureau, would now be a creepy old man, targeting two clueless children.]
I think Yan Lianxiang has taken a liking to these two kids and wants to nurture them properly. Tsk tsk tsk, is this what they call mutual appreciation between geniuses?
[Then why aren't you being so enthusiastic towards Lin Zhiluo and Qi Zhiyang? They're much more capable than those two kids.]
[The person upstairs doesn't understand. Both Lin Zhiluo and Qi Zhiyang are powerful figures; they have their own ideas now. Especially Qi Zhiyang—with his strength and intelligence, how could he not understand Yan Lianxiang's thoughts? Besides, Lin Zhiluo is shining in her own field of expertise, so naturally she doesn't want to deal with those tedious matters at the Metaphysics Management Bureau.]
The comments section was filled with analysis.
At this moment, Lin Zhiluo felt that her faith power had increased. She whispered to Qi Zhiyang, "It seems that we came to the right place this time. I feel that my faith power has increased a lot. Once I have enough faith power, I will focus on accumulating merit."
"Yes, I'll go with you," Qi Zhiyang assured him.
They looked around the eight rooms carefully.
There was nothing wrong with the adults' room, but a diary was found in the children's room.
I noticed something was off with Dad today. He used to be very gentle and always smiling, but now his smile doesn't look nice at all. His gaze towards me is cold. But after I went to bed last night, he went back to how he used to be.
[My mother finds it strange; she's always touching her face and admiring her own beauty in the mirror, but when she sees her pretty older sister, she gets upset.]
Many people in this family have become strange, until one day two fathers appeared in front of me. They were both very gentle, spoke in the same way, and even their anxious expressions were identical. Which one is the extra father?
[An extra version of me appeared in the house, exactly like me. It didn't disappear immediately. "I" pointed at it and said, "I'm fake." Mom and Dad seemed to believe it, but I'm real.]
After reading this, Lin Zhilu had some thoughts in her mind: "I don't know how to explain this abroad, but in China, it means that there is a group of unknown things that want to replace them and live in their identity. Then their group grows until they are discovered."
"If it's discovered early, it might mean that the possession is limited to a small area, but if it's discovered late, no one will know who has been possessed, and the things that possess others are almost always bad."
Qi Zhiyang nodded. "I guess the challenge on the second floor is to find the real owners of the house. Once we identify the eight real owners, we can leave. But knowing you as I do, I don't think you'll let this opportunity slip by so easily."
"Of course, how could someone as righteous as me leave behind this place that has caused so much harm?"
She smiled mysteriously.
After leaving the children's bedroom, they went to the man's study. There wasn't much there, but the man was a very thoughtful and gentle man. He had written down the birthdays of each family member on a piece of paper, and he would prepare a gift for each person's birthday.
"What a thoughtful and gentle father," Lin Zhilu praised.
Qi Zhiyang quickly copied a document for Lin Zhiluo, and after she finished praising him, he handed the copied document to her.
Lin Zhiluo immediately changed her tune: "Recording family members' birthdays is nothing. Qi Zhiyang is a giant in action. With Qi Zhiyang around, I can rest assured. Qi Zhiyang is the best in the world."
Qi Zhiyang was very pleased with Lin Zhiluo's praise.
His eyebrows curved into a smile, and his originally sharp features suddenly softened.
【Ugh, I need this guy's message within three minutes! No matter whose boyfriend he is now, from this moment on, I'm his girlfriend.】
[To the lady upstairs, you might not have a chance anymore. I have inside information: Qi Zhiyang and Lin Zhiluo have already registered their marriage; they are now in a legal relationship.]
What?! My wife and husband are together?! I can't accept this!
Sometimes I really hate that I can read. By the time I finish reading, I'm already too slow to process it all. It's not like the commenter above; your personality is just too complicated.
After searching around, Lin Zhiluo couldn't find anything left by the male homeowner that could prove his identity.
She suddenly frowned, and Qi Zhiyang keenly sensed her displeasure: "What's wrong?"
“This is a dead end,” Lin Zhiluo said.
“We searched the entire building but found nothing that could identify the owner of this house. In other words, even if we could identify the owner and those things, we couldn’t prove who the owner was and who was an imposter.”
"To put it another way, even if we've come to the right place, if they join forces, and we have no evidence to refute their claims, whether they're genuine or fake, we'll still have to stay here."
Lin Zhiluo suddenly looked at the camera and said, "If we guessed wrong that this room is a challenge set by the competition organizers, then is the competition organizers' real purpose to keep us here? We need a direct answer."
Leng Xuehai and the Chinese referee were watching the match. Leng Xuehai was paying close attention to Lin Zhiluo because this was her first time participating in a competition, and she had been performing very well.
The referees in China are the country's top metaphysical masters. When they set up the competition venues, they were all wary of each other, and no one knew the contents of each other's venues.
The Japanese referee, speaking fluent English, explained, "There were no problems with our original design. The Chinese contestant shouldn't be saying this because they can't find a solution themselves."
"We expect the organizers to give China an explanation," Leng Xuehai said sternly.
However, the head referee did not respond at all, but instead reprimanded Leng Xuehai: "It's just one contestant's side of the story."
Leng Xuehai and the Chinese referee immediately realized that this was an attempt to protect the Japanese athlete. Just as they were about to make a move, the other referees stopped them.
"Everyone from China, please remember that referees cannot be involved in the athletes' competition."
“No, from now on, China will not participate in any metaphysical conferences you hold.” Wu Zhiguo had served as a referee many times, so he naturally had the authority to make decisions on this matter.
Wu Zhiguo was surrounded when Lin Zhiluo's voice came from the live stream again: "It's not a big problem. At worst, we can destroy this place and then we can get out."
"No!" the Japanese referee shouted, but he forgot that Lin Zhiluo couldn't hear him.
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