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Actually, this wasn't the first time I had fallen from a building. I remembered the last time was at the Old Teaching Building in school. Back then, I was willing to give my life for Jun Chong. Now, after everything that had happened, even when danger loomed again, my feelings for him seemed unchanged.
The sound of Wind howled in my ears as my body plummeted downward at an alarming speed. I reached out toward the window and caught sight of the Phantom Spirit Pearl on my right wrist. Molin had told me not to use it unless absolutely necessary, but Jun Chong had said it could protect me.
Before I could fully process what was happening, my body suddenly felt lighter. A force supported my back, slowing my descent, and I gradually shifted from a horizontal position to standing upright. Finally, my feet safely touched the ground on the first floor.
“Miss, don’t move here. I’ll go teach her a lesson.”
I hadn’t even seen Tao Wu yet when I heard her voice. A rush of air brushed past me, followed by a piercing scream echoing from above. Standing in the night, I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling that Rong Xiaoxiao and I didn’t have any deep-seated hatred towards each other. Why did she want to kill me first?
I was somewhat confused, but thankfully Tao Wu didn’t make me wait long. “Miss, I originally wanted to ask her why she targeted you, but she was suddenly taken away by a surge of demonic energy. I was worried about you, so I didn’t chase after her.”
“Someone is targeting me? Could it be that person from before?”
We still had no leads on the person who had been lurking in the shadows. I later wondered if it could be Qi Yi; he harbored such great hatred for Jun Chong that killing me might provoke him as well.
But he didn’t seem to want to kill me, and he felt far less strange and alluring than that person wielding the Soul Bell. So I guessed they weren’t the same individual.
If all of this was orchestrated by that mysterious person with the Soul Bell, who clearly could have killed me directly but chose a roundabout way to harm me, it undoubtedly aimed to draw out something greater or perhaps was merely for amusement. However, the former possibility seemed far more likely than the latter.
And for that former possibility, the only one I could think of was Jun Chong.
Back at the Dilapidated House, Jun Chong had crossed paths with that person; there was a familiarity between them that made me suspect they knew each other well.
“Miss, Miss.” Seeing that I wasn’t responding to her calls, Tao Wu tugged at my arm. “I’ll tell Lord about this matter. It’s getting late; you should go back and rest. I will protect you.”
I released her hand and took hold of her small hand instead while gently stroking her long black hair with my other hand. “Even though you are Tao Wu, in my eyes you’re still a child. You may be much stronger than me, but as a child, you need to rest when it gets dark. I guess our opponent won’t attack twice in one night, so you should also get some rest.”
Tao Wu blinked her eyes; her dark pupils shimmered under the streetlight as she held my hand and walked into the corridor with me. “Miss, you give me a very special feeling. The first time I saw you, I sensed an aura around you that was different from others—something indescribable yet comforting. That’s why I like you. But still, I ended up hurting you; neither you nor Lord blamed me for it. I’m willing to spend my life making amends.”
"Fool, what are you talking about redemption? Children should just grow up well." I reached out to pinch the chubby cheeks and smiled, "When my baby is born, you'll be its big sister!"
Tao Wu paused, lowering her head, and gently reached out to touch my belly. "Big sister, I will definitely protect you and the baby."
Fortunately, the door at home was equipped with a fingerprint lock, so even without keys, I could get in. As soon as I opened the door, the little dog started whimpering incessantly, its tiny voice filled with sorrow.
I quickly opened the cage, and it leaped into my arms, trembling and looking very pitiful.
"I'm sorry to worry you; I'm fine."
I comforted it for a long time, but it clung to me stubbornly. "You're the first one to be this clingy." I cradled it in my hands; Little's body was obediently still in my grasp, its watery eyes shimmering as they gazed at me. "I think I came up with a name for you in a dream while I was sleeping, but I forgot."
I felt the little creature move slightly. I smiled and continued, "Later, I thought of another name for you." Holding it close and stroking its soft fur, I said, "I originally wanted to call you Little White."
Upon hearing this, the little creature nibbled at my hand with its teeth, seemingly dissatisfied and wanting to bite me. I laughed heartily. "I knew you wouldn't be happy. I'm not very good at naming things, but the moment I saw you, I liked you. That means we have a connection; let's just call you Tian Yuan."
This time, the little creature didn't resist; it let out a soft sound and lay still in my arms. Leaning back on the sofa, I slowly fell asleep with it.
Some say Tian Yuan is a fate arranged by heaven. At that time, I only felt that this name suited our encounter but never thought that for some beings, a name could signify a lifetime of destiny.
Just like those two characters suggest—heavenly fate and opportunity—continuously throughout life.
The next day, I woke up early. After a quick wash-up, I took Tian Yuan outside to buy its necessities. I bought a lot of things and consulted with the pet shop's boss about dog care. Fortunately, she kindly said she would send someone to deliver everything back for me. So I carried some food while bringing Tian Yuan back to the community.
It had been getting hotter lately; I mostly avoided going out. Jun Chong said that since I was pregnant with the Demon Fetus, my body's yin energy had gradually increased. Strong light could harm me somewhat, which is why sometimes I'd experience dizziness and discomfort.
Holding Tian Yuan in one arm and supporting an umbrella with the other while carrying a plastic bag on the umbrella handle, I walked toward the community. Just as I turned a corner near the square, I saw someone moving in an apartment building; it seemed like new residents were moving in right next door to Rong Xiaoxiao's apartment.
"I heard that the people moving in live right next to Rong Xiaoxiao's place. Who knows what's going on? Moving in at this hour right after someone died next door!"
"Shh! Keep your voice down; if they find out, the property management will think you're trying to chase them away."
I saw a Red-Dressed Beauty emerge from the hallway, exuding an elegant charm with a touch of vintage allure. She appeared to be quite young, around my age, and despite the hushed whispers of the surrounding aunties, she seemed oblivious as she directed the Moving Company workers to handle her belongings with care.
"This box right here, you must be very careful with it. Don't drop it," she instructed.
I noticed a safe being carried out of the truck, about the size of a small alley, wrapped in paper. It wasn't large, but it looked heavy, requiring two strong young men to maneuver it forward together.
Feeling a bit uneasy, I noticed Tian Yuan stir in my arms and nibble at my hand. I thought it was ready to go back. "Then let's leave!" I said.
However, just as I stepped away from that spot, something suddenly crashed down from above. With a loud thud, it landed right in front of me. Blood sprayed out like a fountain, splattering everywhere, and brain matter splattered on the ground as the body lay motionless.
Blood stained my shoes, and my legs felt weak. The terrified screams of the aunties erupted around me. "Someone jumped! Someone's dead—"
I stared at the lifeless figure on the ground. She wore a cute nightgown with a light yellow top adorned with a Big Mouth Monkey pattern, giving the impression of a young girl.
Yet her exposed limbs, including her neck and cheeks, were wrinkled and sagging. Her face was covered in deep creases, making her look hideously old—like an Old Woman in her seventies or eighties—with silver hair scattered on the ground.
Being so close, I could see patches on her scalp where hair had fallen out. Her eyes were wide open but hollow and lifeless, resembling those of a corpse. Her mouth was agape with only a few teeth visible, yet her face seemed somewhat familiar; I just couldn't place it.
"Who is this Old Woman? Why is she wearing such clothes?"
After someone hurriedly called the police, the bored aunties gathered again to gossip about the corpse.
"I don't know; I've never seen this Old Woman in this building before."
"Could she be someone's old mother?" one of them suggested while resting her chin on her hand. After glancing around for a moment, she added, "This Old Woman is dressed like a young person; maybe someone mistook her for their granddaughter or great-granddaughter and pushed her down without realizing?"
"I think it's possible that this Old Woman has a cross-dressing habit and accidentally fell to her death while wearing her younger relatives' clothes."
"Or maybe she's just an outsider? Perhaps she's not quite right in the head?"
Standing aside and listening to their whispered speculations, I couldn't help but admire their imagination; each theory was more bizarre than the last.
I stared intently at the corpse, noticing a swirl of black mist hovering over her forehead. In the darkness, a flash of the Red Skull appeared, enveloped by the mist before vanishing.
"Is it that Red Skull again?"
I remembered that thing; I had seen it on Rong Xiaoxiao as well, right in the center of her forehead. A vague sense of dread crept over me, suggesting that this death might be connected to the skull.
"What happened?"
An aunt approached from behind me. She froze for a moment upon seeing the deceased's clothing, then rushed to her side, rolled up her left sleeve to take a look, and collapsed onto the ground in shock. After a brief moment, she dashed into the hallway.
The crowd around us grew larger, but fortunately, due to Rong Xiaoxiao's death, police had already arrived to investigate the neighborhood. After we called for help, two officers quickly showed up.
"What’s going on?"
"We don’t know either; she just suddenly fell from above. We have no idea which household she belongs to," one of the older women explained. "This old woman isn’t recognized; she doesn’t seem like a resident here."
"Did you see anyone suspicious?"
"No." One of the older women pointed at the moving company workers. "Aside from them, everyone else here is a resident of the community. Oh, they were moving for a very beautiful young woman who lives on the 24th floor; she should still be upstairs."
"You ask around here; I’ll go check upstairs," one officer said to his female partner. Before he could turn around, the earlier aunt burst out from the hallway, kneeling before the corpse and crying out in despair, "My daughter!"
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