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Just as I was beginning to doubt that the photo was just an illusion, I suddenly heard footsteps.
They were coming from the kitchen.
I exchanged a glance with Xu Ziheng, and we cautiously approached from either side.
As we got closer, I noticed that the kitchen door was slightly ajar.
Warm yellow light spilled out from the crack of the door.
I gathered my strength and used the mop handle to push the door open.
But in the next moment, I froze in place.
The lights were on, and the kitchen was brightly lit, revealing everything inside.
A woman in an apron stood at the sink, washing dishes with her head bowed.
When she saw me at the doorway, her expression didn't change; she simply raised her hand to turn off the faucet and said, "You're here."
She seemed so calm, as if it were completely normal for someone to be washing dishes in someone else's home at this hour.
With short hair and a tall stature, she had a sharp demeanor in her features.
I searched my memory for a long time but couldn't recall where I had seen someone like her before.
Xu Ziheng also looked wary, clearly not recognizing her either.
I could only speak first, "Did you send the text? Who are you? Why are you in my house? Where is my dad?"
The person inside wiped their hands with an apron and looked over.
"Your father is fine, he's sleeping in the bedroom."
Then, without answering, they asked back, "Do you know Shen Long?"
I furrowed my brow. "Who is Shen Long?"
"Oh, I forgot you don't know his name. Well... you should know Xiao Long Hero, right?"
Xiao Long Hero?
That name sounded familiar.
After thinking for a while, I remembered that it was the little streamer who went insane and died in a mental hospital; their ID was exactly that.
"Are you talking about that little streamer?"
"That's right." She nodded. "His name is Shen Long, and he is my younger brother. A few years ago, he had a fight with our parents and dropped out of school to become a streamer. But recently, he suddenly went missing, and when I saw him again, it was the hospital notifying me to collect his body... Anyway, I've been investigating the truth behind his death."
I stared at the woman in front of me, trying to determine if she was lying.
"I have no reason to lie to you; we are in the same boat."
She brushed her hair back and looked at me sharply. "You were involved in that livestream that got my brother killed, weren't you?"
Her tone was certain, her gaze unwavering; she didn't seem like someone who was lying.
I threw the mop into the corner and asked her, "How much have you found out? What do you want to know from me?"
"You are smarter than I imagined," she said, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.
After seeing my dad lying peacefully in the bedroom, I felt relieved.
The living room light turned on.
Xu Ziheng was sitting face to face with the woman, and the atmosphere was heavy.
I took out two bottles of mineral water and sat down next to Xu Ziheng.
I introduced us, "Zhuang Yu, Xu Ziheng."
She responded confidently, "Shen Xin. Time is tight, so I won't beat around the bush. My brother died, and the police concluded it was suicide due to severe mental health issues. But I know my brother would never take his own life, especially since he called me a month ago, excitedly telling me that a big boss appreciated him and that he was about to become famous. After my investigation, I found out that the last thing my brother did before being sent to the psychiatric hospital was that live stream from the haunted house. I am certain my brother was murdered, and the culprit is that live stream. Strangely enough, there is no recorded footage of that live stream online. The cause of my brother's death remains unclear, yet that hospital prohibits visits and refuses to show his medical records. Every time I get close to that hospital, something unfortunate happens to me, as if someone is secretly controlling everything to prevent me from uncovering the truth."
I instinctively spoke up, "So that's why you ordered that milk tea when I went to Ren Hospital?"
She nodded. "Since my brother's death, I've quit my job to investigate this matter. Although I haven't found the truth yet, one thing is clear: that hospital has ulterior motives. Acting rashly would only alert them and be detrimental to everyone involved."
"You said Cheng Fei wants to harm me too..."
"He has been lurking around your neighborhood; it seems he has ulterior motives."
"Thank you."
"But how did you..."
How did you end up at my house, and why did you bring my dad back, acting like nothing happened while washing dishes in the kitchen?
I didn't voice these questions, but she seemed to understand and explained, "The caregiver you hired is too timid. She probably sensed something was wrong and, fearing trouble, just left your dad at the community entrance and walked away. I happened to be nearby and knew your address, so I brought him back."
I was skeptical of this explanation.
I pulled out my phone to find the caregiver's WeChat, wanting to ask where she was now.
But when I sent the message, it indicated that I wasn't on her friend list and needed verification.
The red exclamation mark stood out glaringly.
It confirmed Shen Xin's words.
Damn.
I cursed inwardly, never expecting that I had actually been deceived by that caregiver.
What I felt more was frustration; my carelessness almost put my dad in danger.
Putting my phone away, I recalled something else.
"Where did you get the key?"
"Your dad opened the door; he thought I was your friend."
She spoke calmly, showing no signs of deception.
I felt a mix of emotions and was about to express my gratitude.
Suddenly, someone beside me spoke up.
"You’re lying."
Turning my head, I realized Xu Ziheng was staring intently at Shen Xin, his gaze sharp.
Shen Xin frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Uncle Zhuang's spirit is unstable; it’s not as simple as you say he just fell asleep. Although his spirit is unharmed, it indicates that someone was fighting nearby. You are from the Daoist sect, right?"
Shen Xin leaned back defensively, "What are you talking about? I don’t understand. I recognized his father at the entrance of the community, so I helped the old man home. Is there a problem with that?"
Xu Ziheng sneered, his attitude unexpectedly firm as he reached out to lift Shen Xin's pant leg.
"Then how do you explain the wounds on your body?"
Shen Xin got angry, "Are you out of your mind? Let go of me, or I’ll report you for sexual harassment!"
One was lifting a pant leg while the other was pulling hair; the living room was in chaos.
This sudden turn of events left me confused, not knowing whom to help.
Worried that the neighbors might come over, I could only try to mediate.
"Can you both calm down? Can’t you just talk things over?"
But persuasion was futile, and I could only try to separate the two.
In the chaos, Shen Xin's jeans were lifted by Xu Ziheng.
A large bruise in the shape of a handprint covered her entire ankle, with dark energy seeping from the wound, showing signs of spreading.
Xu Ziheng let out a soft grunt and returned to the sofa to adjust his shirt.
I was taken aback and instinctively asked, "What is this?"
"Grievance has entered the body. It seems harmless now, but if left untreated, Grievance will gradually spread and within three days will erode the heart. At that point, there will be no hope left; the person will be completely controlled by Grievance and become a true living corpse."
Shen Xin coldly pulled down her jeans, saying, "It's none of your business."
My dad was fine; he just had an unstable soul because someone nearby had been affected by the fight. But Shen Xin was seriously injured, possibly even life-threatening...
I calmed down and voiced my suspicion.
"You saved my dad?"
Shen Xin averted her gaze, tacitly confirming it.
No wonder.
Cheng Fei had caused chaos in the hospital just to catch me; how could he easily give up without capturing me?
It only indicated that he had changed his approach and planned to directly trouble my dad.
"Why did Shen Xin save my dad, yet still choose to keep it a secret?"
I sat up straight, pondering how to ask the question.
Xu Ziheng spoke up first.
"You are Fetal Eye, right?"
Shen Xin was taken aback and looked up at him sharply. "How do you know?"
This time, she finally spoke the truth.
Shen Xin had opened her heavenly eye, allowing her to see ghosts. So even though she couldn't enter that hospital after collecting the body, she could still infer from the vengeful spirits around the hospital that they were involved in many shady dealings.
That's why she warned me to stay away if I wanted to live.
At that time, my Yang Qi was weak, making me susceptible to possession.
"The young man who came looking for you, although he doesn't have any yin energy on him, has many vengeful spirits lingering nearby. They are all young girls, including an infant connected to him by blood."
I asked, "You mean Cheng Fei?"
"That's right. I thought he was related to my brother's death, so I started following him from downstairs your building until he caught up with that caregiver and took your father to the hotel to perform a ritual..."
"And then you intervened and saved my dad?"
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