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After hearing those words, I felt an unusual chill run down my spine. The thought of a mother wanting to kill her own daughter was unfathomable—what kind of hatred could drive someone to that?
I simply couldn't imagine it.
Zhang, the chubby guy, and Ke'er both changed expressions immediately. Zhang anxiously asked, "Jianjian, why does your mother want to kill you?"
Jianjian's body trembled involuntarily, yet she remained silent.
I called out to Jianjian. She lifted her head to look at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, but she held them back.
Just as I was about to speak, Zhang's phone rang. After he answered and called out "Uncle," I knew something was up.
With a dark expression, Zhang muttered a few words before hanging up. He seemed about to say something when I interrupted, saying I already knew.
I told Ke'er about our plan to go to the East City Ruined Temple tonight.
After hearing this, Ke'er clearly looked displeased. However, she didn't oppose me; it was around seven o'clock.
Finally, Ke'er said, "If you want to use my husband, then you'll have to pay a price."
I realized that Ke'er was aware of everything. She had stopped me from going to the East City Ruined Temple several times before, so her agreement now was somewhat unexpected.
I asked Ke'er if we should bring the Wooden Box. She glanced at me and replied that we should take it and that she would go with me.
"Ke'er, you're going too?" I felt that going to the East City Ruined Temple tonight would definitely be dangerous; it might be a trap that Zhang Dexin had been planning for a long time.
My understanding of the East City Ruined Temple was limited to what Zhang Dexin had told me.
At seven o'clock, Wang Wei still hadn't shown up.
Ke'er suggested we eat first, and then she quickly got to cooking the food I had bought. Jianjian still looked frightened while Zhang continued to comfort her.
I was waiting for Wang Wei to arrive.
Around seven twenty, someone knocked on the door, and I thought it was Wang Wei.
When I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged woman in her fifties. I hesitantly asked, "Ma'am, who are you looking for?"
To my surprise, she replied, "I'm looking for you, Saning."
Hearing that voice left me stunned; wasn't that Wang Wei's voice? That damn Wang Wei had transformed into this big mess. Wang Wei shot me an angry glare and pushed past me into the room. I was so taken aback that I didn't even know how to react.
Wang Wei swaggered in and sat down confidently. Zhang, looking confused, asked, "Saning, who is this lady?"
I closed the door behind me.
Wang Wei, in that ridiculous form, let out a rough voice, "It's me, I'm Wang Wei."
"What the hell! You are Wang Wei!" Zhang was instantly shocked.
I stepped forward and said to Wang Wei, "With so many corpses in the morgue, why did you choose this big mess?"
Wang Wei sighed and said, "You have no idea how hard it is for me! There aren't many suitable corpses around. I just happened to arrive right after this lady passed away, so I used her. I estimate it will last a day or two."
I was at a loss for words.
Ke'er and Jianjian quickly recognized Wang Wei.
Ke'er couldn't help but call Wang Wei a pervert. Wang Wei looked somewhat embarrassed. The meal was already prepared, but Ke'er and Wang Wei didn't eat; we just had a simple meal.
Wang Wei attached himself to the woman's body, and at first, I couldn't tell at all.
However, Jianjian and Ke'er quickly noticed something was off. I thought maybe I hadn't adjusted to my new eyes yet; otherwise, how could I not have recognized Wang Wei immediately?
I was a bit curious, but I couldn't find an answer.
Since we were going to the East City Ruined Temple, I told Zhang the Fatty and Jianjian not to come; it would be enough for the three of us to go.
However, Jianjian insisted on following me no matter what.
In the end, we had no choice but to take all five of us in the car to the East City Ruined Temple. Although Zhang Dexin was known as Zhang the Fortune Teller, he was still an ordinary person and surely couldn't see through Wang Wei's disguise.
I had been in this city for a few years—four years in college plus one year of work made five—but I had never heard of the East City Ruined Temple.
Even Zhang the Fatty hadn't heard of it.
On the way, I asked Wang Wei about it. He said that the East City Ruined Temple was quite popular in the 1970s, having once been home to a High Monk. This High Monk was highly skilled and always compassionate, forming many good connections. However, one night, he tragically died in a great fire. After his death, his body produced a Relic, but this Relic was different from those of other High Monks; his was red. Listen carefully—the Relic was red, as red as human blood.
At first, everyone thought it was a blessing from the High Monk and went to pay their respects. But unexpectedly, those who worshipped there began to die mysteriously one after another.
About a month later, no one dared to go there anymore. Coincidentally, during the subsequent campaign against the "Four Olds," the temple was sealed off and became a dilapidated ruin.
To this day, no one dares to visit it. However, as time passed, many younger people probably didn't even know about it. The place must be overgrown with weeds now, certainly untouched by anyone. Yet those who knew the truth still coveted those few red Sarira.
As mentioned earlier, everyone who went there died, so many who sought the Relic met their demise.
Later on, people accidentally discovered a five-character mantra left by that High Monk: "Those with fate may obtain." At first, many didn't understand its meaning but continued to search for it. Saning, now you know why Zhang Dexin is so eager for you to go to the East City Ruined Temple!
"Am I that person with fate?" I immediately realized and asked.
"At least that's what Zhang Dexin thinks."
I glanced at Wang Wei; he avoided my gaze and added, "I think so too." I fell silent for a moment before suddenly asking, "Did you die while trying to steal the red Relic?"
As soon as I asked this question, Wang Wei's expression changed immediately, and he stammered. I interrupted him and said, "No need to explain how you died; just tell me why you want that red Relic."
Wang Wei had a grim expression on his face, one that made him look like he was ready to curse at any moment. However, seeing me there, he surely wouldn't dare to let loose.
Thus, his expression seemed rather strange.
Zhang Fatty was driving, and Ke'er was leaning on my shoulder.
"Wang Wei, if you're hiding this from us, then there won't be any trust left between us," I said, my tone turning somber.
Wang Wei lifted his gaze to meet mine, and I stared back at him.
Suddenly, he stammered, "Your eyes..."
I guessed he noticed that the whites of my eyes had turned completely black. Instinctively, I raised my hand to shield them, fortunately, Ke'er didn't notice.
Ke'er pressed Wang Wei to tell the truth as well.
In the end, Wang Wei said, "Legend has it that thing can help people live longer..."
His words felt eerie to us. After he spoke, the car fell silent. I murmured "Sarira" under my breath.
Wang Wei actually died because of this matter.
I glanced at Wang Wei and pointed at my eyes. He shook his head, and only then did I lower my hand.
Wang Wei continued, "That place is really cursed. That monk died decades ago; who knows what he left behind there? Anyway, anyone who gets close definitely won't live long."
The car drove on until we arrived quickly.
Zhang Dexin was already waiting there. Behind him stood a young man who looked to be about our age.
As we got out of the car, Zhang Dexin looked at us with some surprise. He surely couldn't see Ke'er, but when he noticed a middle-aged woman standing next to me, he couldn't help but glance a few more times.
Then he asked me, "Who is this?"
I replied, "Oh," but I couldn't come up with anything. However, Wang Wei jumped in and said, "I am Menstruation from Saning, a fortune teller of sorts."
I was at a loss for words after hearing that, and just then, Wang Wei shot me a flirtatious glance that almost made me regurgitate yesterday's meal.
Zhang Dexin seemed to want to say something but ultimately held his tongue.
Fat Zhang didn't expose Wang Wei's lie either; he was completely focused on Jianjian. Zhang Dexin told Fat Zhang to go back, but since Jianjian wasn't leaving, Fat Zhang stubbornly refused to go.
So, Zhang Dexin instructed Fat Zhang to stick close to him.
At that moment, I called out to Zhang Dexin and asked, "Uncle Zhang, why did you bring me here?"
Zhang Dexin replied, "Of course it's for something good. I mentioned before that you have heavy Yin Qi. There's a treasure here that can subdue the Yin Qi on you."
I pretended not to know and asked, "What treasure?"
Zhang Dexin was about to respond when suddenly Wang Wei tugged at me and whispered in my ear, "Be careful of the person behind him."
As soon as Wang Wei finished speaking, it happened...
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