Chapter Twenty: The Man in Shades

  How did this happen? Yan Fen'er was the first to notice that Ji Su's voice didn't sound right, and when she saw the wound, she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. For a moment, all three of them were frightened and at a loss for what to do, standing by the side of the road. There was no bus stop here, and there weren't many taxis around in the early morning hours either. The few people who were there couldn't find a car to take her to the hospital, so Ji Huali took out her cell phone to call 120. Just then, a Honda drove up from the side, the window rolled down, and a man wearing black sunglasses asked: "Is someone hurt? Quick, get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital!" Huang Xiaoyu and the others were overjoyed, thanked him hastily, and helped Ji Su into the car.

  The atmosphere in the car was very tense, Huang Xiaoyu and others were anxious about Ji Suyan's wound, not saying a word. The man with sunglasses focused on driving and didn't open his mouth either. Ji Suyan stared blankly at her wound all along, from just now, without even lifting her head once, her face was pale.

  Actually, after the wound appeared, that dull pain was no longer so unbearable, and instead, there was a sense of relief. Ji Su's voice had only been startled, and many doubts in her heart gradually fermented.

  Look at this wound, it looks like it was cut open with a sharp object. But just now, the edge of the flower bed didn't have anything sharp on it. She only bumped into it, so why isn't there any bruising or scraping? Instead, there's such a neat and tidy wound?

  Ji Su Yun thought back to last night's dream, when she was scratched by a monster, the place seemed to be her left arm, and at that time, she even felt pain! This is really too strange, it was just a dream, how could it appear in reality! Could it be? Impossible! The hotel is so far from the mountain, how could she possibly walk so far in her sleep?!

  This is different from the dreams of the past few days, about the little boy! In those dreams, she couldn't touch anything, how can she touch now? What if she dreamed that she died an untimely death, would she also... die in real life?

  Ji Su's face turned even paler. This hypothesis was too terrifying! She would be killed by her own dreams, imperceptibly!

  The man wearing sunglasses watched through the rearview mirror as Ji Suyan's face turned paler and paler, pursed his lips, stepped on the gas, and sped towards the hospital. At the hospital entrance, Huang Xiaoyu and others helped Ji Suyan out of the car, thanking the man in sunglasses hastily.

  The man in sunglasses waved his hand, letting them hurry in for treatment. A few people thanked him and walked quickly, the man in sunglasses gazing at Qiu Su's receding back, his left index finger pressed against his lips, slowly rubbing. His face changed from thoughtful to cold, rolling up the car window, closing what was still visible, that red lip curled into an arc, making one shiver! Qiu Su's wound wasn't very deep, so no stitches were needed, just bandaging would do, what a false alarm!

  After leaving the hospital, it was already past 10 am. Several people were preparing to have lunch ahead of time and then take a ride back to school. The original plan was cancelled, and Ji Su-yin felt very sorry. Huang Xiao-yu and others comforted her, saying that they could come and play again in the future, and only then did Ji Su-yin feel a little better. During lunch, Huang Xiao-yu specially ordered a bowl of pig's blood soup for her, forcing her to drink it all up to nourish her blood and energy! Ji Su-yin slowly drank it, feeling a warmth in her heart.

  Sitting at the station waiting for the train, Huang Xiaoyu stuffed her another package of Ejiao red dates, eating one, sweet to the teeth! After getting on the train, several people were a bit sleepy, each leaning against and dozing off, and there weren't many people in the car either. Ji Suyan gazed out the window at the scenery rapidly retreating backwards. Her hand reached into her pocket and pulled out a small thing, a small purse that had been threaded with a red string and hung around her neck, this morning when she was changing clothes, the red string suddenly broke. Ji Suyan stroked the pattern on the purse, seemingly lost in thought, she still remembered the dream, the last moment of explosion of blue mang, after which he lost consciousness.

  If, if this was all just a hypothesis! If everything in her dream last night was real! Then it's highly likely that this purse saved her! It was Qi Xiu who saved her! Thinking back to the past few days, she kept running into Qi Xiu, and then there was the phone call this morning! She didn't know what kind of person Qi Xiu was, but perhaps he would have a way to help her escape this bizarre predicament. If things continued like this, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't go crazy! Clutching the purse tightly, Ji Su Yun gritted her teeth!

  A Honda stopped at the foot of XX Mountain, and a man in his early twenties wearing a white casual outfit got out of the car. He was wearing sunglasses, so his face couldn't be seen clearly, but judging from the outline and the slightly thick and red lips, it should have been Zhang Yunxiu's face.

  The man looked up at the mountain top, his pale and slender fingers pushed his glasses, took a stride with his long legs, and began to climb the mountain in a leisurely manner. The seemingly leisurely movement soon revealed that he had climbed very far. All the way to the middle of the mountain, the man's movements were still very relaxed, without any signs of fatigue.

  The man stood still in front of a vacant lot, gazing into the depths of the grass thicket. With his hands thrust into his pockets, he strolled across the empty land, heading deeper.

  Beyond the waist-high grass, the man stood still on a small flat ground. He looked around and the atmosphere was eerily quiet, as if even the wind had stopped! As if he saw something, the man walked to the edge of a tree with a trunk as thick as two men's arms, squatted down to examine it, and found several black marks on the ground.

  The man hooked his lips into a cold smile, and the warm and gentle atmosphere around him suddenly turned icy and stern, with undercurrents surging! He slowly stood up, turned his head to look in the direction he had come from, where weeds grew thickly. Step by step, he walked over, his footsteps somewhat heavy.

  Parting the thick grass, a small building appeared, less than waist-high, very dilapidated and old, vaguely visible in an ancient style, like a Buddhist shrine or a small land temple. "I didn't expect that this kind of thing still existed here!" As if responding to his words, the surrounding branches swayed and rustled.

  The man sneered coldly: "Want to beg for mercy? Too late!" As soon as the words fell, his left hand formed a palm and made a gentle swipe at the small temple. The movement was not very fast, but a cracking sound was heard, and a black gas gushed out from the crack that spread from the middle. Amidst the faint and distant sounds, a mournful scream dispersed with the wind.

  The man looked up, and the forest was suddenly much brighter. He put his hands in his pockets and continued to stroll out leisurely, but instead of climbing further, he went straight down the mountain and got into a car to leave. Just as Honda had sped away, an Audi stopped at the spot where Honda had just been. The person who got out of the car was wearing a black short-sleeved hoodie, deep blue jeans, with very black hair and very white skin, showing off the beautiful contrast between black and white. This person was none other than Qi Xiu, who had rushed over in his flying car!