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Li Zhisheng slowly turned his head, yawning and stretching as he gradually stood up from the chair. Beside him, Death Apostle remarked, "Of course I remember. Since that's the case, you should accompany Brother Shen Xu. I'll stay home to look after Hu Fang and the others."
"Then I'll trouble you to take care of them. If anything comes up, just call me. I bought a new phone, but the number hasn't changed." After hearing this, Death Apostle nodded and sat back down on the sofa, turning on the television.
From his expression, it was evident that he felt somewhat dejected. After all, being cooped up at home for so long would make anyone feel stifled. However, for safety reasons, it was still better for him to stay home since he seemed to possess something important. Moreover, he had helped us before; regardless of the reasons, I didn't want anyone else to get hurt.
With that thought in mind, I said nothing more and left with Li Zhisheng.
Standing by the roadside waiting for a taxi to arrive, I glanced at the visibly worn-out Li Zhisheng and said, "If it really gets too much for you, just go home and rest. I can manage on my own."
"Such matters are better handled by two people together; having someone to rely on is always better. After all, what one person sees is only part of the whole event. Just like Sherlock Holmes often needs Watson's assistance," he replied. "Also, I heard the news and your conversation earlier. Although my thoughts align with yours to some extent, I believe there might be another possibility."
"I know what you're thinking... it's suicide, right?"
"Exactly," Li Zhisheng answered. "Although I didn't see the footage on television just now, I suspect that if someone wanted to draw a Nine Star Diagram in the midst of a struggle, it would be impossible. The victim was stabbed in the head and died instantly; therefore, drawing a Nine Star Diagram after being injured would be even less likely. Thus, I think there may be suspicions of suicide."
Upon hearing this, I felt somewhat puzzled. In my earlier conversation with Death Apostle, we hadn't mentioned anything about the Nine Star Diagram. Since Li Zhisheng hadn't seen the television screen at all, how could he know that the Blood Writing left by the deceased was indeed a Nine Star Diagram?
I decided not to comment on his reasoning just yet but instead questioned him directly: "You just said you didn't see the image on television. So how do you know it's a Nine Star Diagram? I remember neither Death Apostle nor I mentioned it."
Li Zhisheng adjusted his glasses and replied, "It's quite simple... First of all, after you both saw that Blood Writing, you immediately began discussing Yang Master and Gu Kai. Therefore, it's reasonable to assume that the Blood Writing is related to Yin-Yang Technique. Since both you and Death Apostle could recognize this connection simultaneously—besides your own Nine Star Diagram—it must be related to the mark on your arm as well. However, we can actually rule out that mark since anyone's first reaction upon seeing a tree shape wouldn't be to think it's a character."
"Moreover," he continued, "if it were merely a drawing of a tree, I doubt you two would have immediately concluded it was related to Yin-Yang Technique. So from this deduction, I conclude that what was shown on television as Blood Writing must certainly be a Nine Star Diagram."
After hearing that, I couldn't help but give Li Zhisheng a thumbs up. "Impressive, that's exactly how it is. But why do you have to complicate things when you could just open your eyes and see?"
"Because I was too sleepy to open my eyes..." Li Zhisheng replied, yawning again.
"You may be too sleepy to open your eyes, but your brain can still think flexibly. You're quite the oddball. Ming Ren, it's hard for the brain to function properly when drowsiness hits..." Just then, I noticed a taxi approaching in the distance and quickly waved my hand.
Moments later, the taxi stopped beside us, and Li Zhisheng and I got into the back seat. "Driver, please take us to Huifeng District," I said to the driver.
After hearing that, the driver turned around to size us up and asked with a puzzled expression, "You two are from out of town, right? What are you going there for? That area has been sealed off; several people have died there..."
"Wait a minute, what do you mean several people?!" I asked in confusion. "Didn't only one person die?!"
"You must not have seen today's news. Initially, only one body was found there, but today several more mysteriously appeared. Besides the first body, the causes of death for the others are unknown; it seems they just died inexplicably. So all the streets around there have been sealed off due to concerns about a possible epidemic. To prevent the spread of disease, they evacuated residents from that area."
The driver waved his hand at us. "It's really not a place you can go; I'm sorry. If you insist on going, I can only take you to the intersection. But it's still quite a distance from the district."
I quickly replied, "That's fine; just take us to the intersection. We're not going to that district; we need to go to another place nearby."
"Oh, I see. You two are early risers..." With that, the driver pressed down on the accelerator and drove off.
On the way, I thought about how this wasn't some epidemic at all; it was likely a vengeful spirit running rampant or someone deliberately trying to lure me out. Although I didn't know who was behind it all, since something had already happened and I urgently needed Wandering Spirits and Wild Ghosts to cleanse the mark on my hand, even if there was a trap involved, I had to confront it.
As I pondered this, I glanced at Li Zhisheng beside me. He was silently staring out of the window, his hands clenched into fists on his lap. I sighed inwardly; thankfully, Death Apostle wasn't following us this time. Right now, I had no strength to fight back at all; if we added a Death Apostle into the mix, I feared both of us would be in serious trouble.
Li Zhisheng was different. Although his strength had not fully recovered and he still bore some minor injuries, he was still stronger than both me and the Death Apostle.
"This is the place..." At that moment, the driver had already parked the car and was looking back at me, lost in thought.
"Alright, thank you." After expressing my gratitude, I got out of the car with Li Zhisheng after paying.
Standing by the roadside, I looked at the long yellow caution tape not far away and asked Li Zhisheng, "So, are there any ghosts?"
Li Zhisheng pondered for a moment, furrowing his brows as he replied in a low voice, "Yes, and there are quite a number of them. However, since it's daytime now, those Vengeful Spirits are hiding in the shadows of the buildings. They are currently watching us intently from the darkness..."
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