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Deng Kun and Wu Qian had walked up beside me and reached out to help me up from the ground.
But when I saw their vanishing shadows, my face turned pale with fear. How could two living people not have shadows?
No shadows.
This could only mean one thing: Deng Kun and Wu Qian were indeed, as that middle-aged man had said earlier, not human.
If they weren't human, could they be ghosts?
As this thought crossed my mind, I felt a shiver run through me, and I stiffly allowed them to assist me into the car.
The moment the door closed, another terrifying thought struck me—Master Yun.
Master Yun had always given me a strange and mysterious impression, especially during our first meeting; he had even seemed downright horrifying at first glance.
His withered appearance, like a bag of bones, now reminded me of a dried corpse draped in human skin.
But these were secondary concerns. The most important point was that I had found him because of Deng Kun and Wu Qian. If they hadn't brought me there, I would never have met Master Yun.
So the question arose: if Deng Kun and Wu Qian were not human, then what about Master Yun?
Or perhaps Master Yun was still oblivious to it all, unaware of the truth.
Or maybe Master Yun wasn't human either. Perhaps this was all part of a scheme they had concocted to harm me from the very beginning.
However, as soon as this thought emerged in my mind, I quickly dismissed it.
I couldn't fathom why they would want to harm me. Moreover, if Master Yun intended to do so, he wouldn't have been so evasive when I sought his help yesterday.
Yet again, if Master Yun was indeed an extraordinary person, he surely would have noticed that Deng Kun and Wu Qian were not human.
Holding onto this thought, I felt a mix of fear and confusion. Unintentionally, I kept glancing at Deng Kun and Wu Qian, who were sitting in the car.
Their expressions were cold, indeed quite unusual. The feeling of being with two entities that might not be human was terrifying.
I wanted to get out of the car, but I was afraid of startling them. What if something even more horrifying happened? For a moment, I was at a loss about what to do.
Suddenly, I remembered the note that the middle-aged man had pressed into my hand, which I now clutched tightly in my palm.
Perhaps what he wrote on the note could help me.
With this thought in mind, I stole another glance at Wu Qian and Deng Kun. Seeing that they remained unchanged, I leaned to the side, using my clothing to discreetly open the note.
The content of the note was simple, just six words: "Only by enduring can one understand."
I frowned slightly. What did this mean?
Enduring? Was it referring to "enduring hardship"?
As I pondered the last four words, my brow furrowed again. Did he mean for me not to run away, to go with Deng Kun and Wu Qian, and then investigate this series of mysteries?
With this thought, I sighed inwardly. I couldn't tell who was good or bad; even Master Yun's intentions—whether he wanted to help or harm me—were unclear.
And as for the middle-aged man who left the note, I didn't even know who he was. How did he find me? Why did he want to tell me these things? Why did he want to help me?
I realized that everything was a big mystery, layered upon layers, making it impossible for me to understand.
However, for now, I truly had no choice. Regardless of whether Deng Kun and Wu Qian were human or ghostly figures, I had to go with them.
The journey was silent, and soon we arrived at the outskirts where Master Yun lived. We got out of the car together. The last time I came here, the sun had not yet set; this time, it was already dark.
For some reason, as we approached the entrance of Master Yun's small courtyard, I felt an eerie chill in the air. A sense of foreboding washed over me.
The oppressive atmosphere made me feel quite uncomfortable, especially with Deng Kun and Wu Qian following closely behind me. I glanced at them warily.
They seemed unfazed, walking straight to the front door. They knocked and called out, "Master Yun."
The door opened gently from the inside, and Master Yun stepped out, casting a brief glance at them before his gaze settled on me. "Why did you come so late?" he asked.
I had intended to tell him about what Zhang Chao and I had seen in the video today, but reconsidering, I decided against it. Instead, I quickly replied, "Master Yun, I'm really sorry. Something happened today, and I completely forgot."
Master Yun said nothing more and simply remarked, "Come in."
He turned and walked into the courtyard, heading directly into the living room where a coffin was placed.
It was already night, and not a single light was on inside; it was pitch dark, adding to the eerie atmosphere. I hesitated to enter.
At that moment, Wu Qian and Deng Kun turned back to look at me. "Why aren't you coming in?" they asked.
I hurriedly responded, "I'm going in; it's just too dark for my liking."
I had just taken a moment to observe Master Yun. He merely cast a casual glance at Deng Kun and Wu Qian, seemingly unaware of anything amiss.
Perhaps he didn't pay attention, I thought to myself as I adopted a mindset of acceptance and stepped inside.
Once inside the room, Wu Qian and Deng Kun followed me in and closed the door behind us. At that moment, Master Yun lit an oil lamp that flickered like a will-o'-the-wisp.
"My place is rather remote; the electricity doesn't reach here. Just make do," he said as he walked over to sit at the square table.
I steeled myself and shook my head before approaching Master Yun's side. Pointing at the coffin, I asked, "Master Yun, am I supposed to sleep here tonight?"
"Of course," Master Yun nodded and looked at me. "Are you unwilling?"
"No, no, it's not that."
I quickly shook my head and glanced hesitantly at Deng Kun and Wu Qian, continuously signaling Master Yun with my eyes.
"What's the matter?" Master Yun frowned slightly.
I whispered, "I have a few things I want to discuss with you privately."
Although I felt a twinge of doubt and fear towards Master Yun, after much contemplation, I decided to bring up the matters concerning Deng Kun and Wu Qian. This way, I could indirectly gauge Master Yun's reaction through their situation.
Master Yun understood and instructed Deng Kun and Wu Qian to leave first.
Once they were gone, Master Yun looked at me and said, "Speak your mind."
I stared at Master Yun, took a deep breath, and prepared myself. If there was any change in his demeanor after I spoke, I was ready to run.
Then I recounted the incident about Deng Kun and Wu Qian not having shadows, but I didn’t mention that it was the middle-aged man who had informed me.
"No shadows? Are you sure?" Master Yun's tone seemed a bit cold.
I nodded eagerly and affirmed, "Yes, no shadows. Master, could they be ghosts?"
Master Yun fell silent for a moment. After about two minutes, he lightly nodded. "I understand the situation. I'll handle it tomorrow. It's getting late; you should go sleep in the coffin."
"But Master—"
"Go now. Otherwise, if she comes later, I won't be able to save you."
I wanted to say something else, but Master Yun didn't give me a chance to speak. Still, I voiced another question that lingered in my mind. "Master Yun, why do I have to sleep in a coffin?"
I knew that the "she" Master Yun referred to was Mu Yan, the Female Ghost, but I couldn't understand why sleeping in a coffin would ensure my survival.
"Hmph, what do you know?"
Master Yun seemed somewhat angry and coldly replied, "This coffin has been buried underground for a hundred years without rotting, which means it has gathered a dense amount of Yin Qi. Lying inside will help conceal your Yang Energy, preventing her from finding you and taking your life. If you don't want to lie in there, you can just leave."
Upon hearing this, I opened my mouth but found myself speechless.
At the same time, a wave of nausea and fear rose within me. A hundred years? That meant this coffin was dug up from a tomb. I guessed the bones of the dead inside must have decayed by now.
To be honest, if it weren't for Master Yun's firm words, I would have turned around and left immediately. But I didn't dare to do so because my life was at stake, so I chose to trust Master Yun's words.
However, what I didn't expect was that what I thought would save my life by sleeping in the coffin almost cost me my life instead.
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