Chapter 56
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When Lou Yan came back, Li Sanxin and the others were urging Little Yu to taste a bit of the wine with their chopsticks.
“Minors shouldn’t drink,” Lou Yan stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, straight as a rod, and said expressionlessly, “That’s enough.”
Li Sanxin was the first to put down his chopsticks. “Just a bit of the wine’s flavor to amuse her. You’re back? What did Mr. Song want with you?”
Lou Yan walked over and sat down beside him, pouring himself a glass of water and drinking it slowly. “He has a daughter named Song Yuran, a senior student. The school has arranged an internship task, and it requires the company’s seal and evaluation. My company was recommended by the teacher for the internship, and he wants his daughter to intern at my company for a month to fulfill the school’s internship requirements.”
Li Sanxin raised an eyebrow. “Did you agree?”
“It’s a small matter, I agreed,” Lou Yan said casually, “He said his daughter isn’t very good at studying but she’s a small internet celebrity, good at shooting and editing videos. It just so happens that I can arrange her in the publicity department to handle promotion on the online platform.”
After chatting for a few moments, Little Yu yawned. Lou Yan and the others didn’t say much more, and they got up and left the private restaurant. They hurriedly bought three sets of clothes and two sets of pajamas for the child at the mall, then returned home as the city lights began to flicker.
Little Yu was very clever and used to living alone. Li Sanxin just showed her how to take a bath and which was the shampoo and which was the shower gel, and Little Yu remembered it clearly, washing herself clean and red-faced.
There was no spare room in the house. Lu Haoxiu volunteered and raised his hand to give up his room, carrying his pillow to Duan Zege’s room.
Compared to Brother Li, who had a cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, Lu Haoxiu, an ordinary high school boy who threw socks around and easily made a mess in his room, felt that Duan Ge’s room, a lazy person, was more suitable for him.
At eight o’clock in the evening, the lights in the room were already off. After two busy days, everyone was too tired to stay up late and laid down on the bed to rest.
After some time passed, the sky outside grew darker and darker, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians. The door of one of the bedrooms suddenly made a sound in the darkness, and Lou Yan walked out of the bedroom, ran his hand through his hair, and walked slowly to the living room to get a glass of water from the water dispenser.
The room was dark, with only the moonlight from outside and the lights from the neighborhood shining through the balcony and windows into the living room. The sound of water from the dispenser trickled down, and Lou Yan stood quietly for a moment. After the glass was full, he picked it up and took a sip. The cool water flowed down his throat, and suddenly, all the lights in the neighborhood outside went out.
Lou Yan glanced outside and walked to the light switch in the living room, but there was no response from the lights inside the house. “Power outage?”
A strong gust of wind blew in from the window. Lou Yan’s black hair was blown all over the place. He turned his head to look at the source of the wind, only to see that the window in the living room was half open, and a slender woman was sitting on the window sill, her back to the moonlight.
The woman was wearing a red qipao, her waist-length golden hair dancing in the wind. Her red lips, faintly visible in the darkness, curved up, and her voice was enchanting as she said, “Mr. Lou, we meet again.”
Lou Yan squinted slightly and pronounced the unexpected visitor’s name, “Wen Yian.”
Wen Yian chuckled softly twice, leaped down from the window sill, and her high heels lightly tapped on the floor with two crisp and beautiful sounds. The tall and beautiful woman walked slowly towards Lou Yan, her slender waist and long legs revealed from the slit of her cheongsam, alluring and intoxicating. “Mr. Lou, every night I meet you fills me with anticipation. Did Mr. Lou guess that I would come to ‘date’ you tonight?”
Lou Yan looked at Wen Yian with unknown emotions in his eyes, calmly took another sip of water before saying, “I guessed that you would come tonight.”
Wen Yian’s smile deepened, her eyes shimmering with laughter as she took two more steps forward, “Does Mr. Lou know that I would come at this time? Or… was Mr. Lou waiting specifically for me?”
Unexpectedly, Lou Yan laughed, “Wen Yian, I knew you would come at this time. I came to the living room to get water precisely to wait for you to come.”
Wen Yian was stunned, a sudden sense of unease rising in her heart. In the next instant, there was a “click” sound from the darkness beside her, and someone turned on a flashlight, flooding the entire living room with bright light, dispelling the darkness completely.
Not good!
Wen Yian’s face changed color instantly, without hesitation, she turned and ran towards the window. However, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from behind, and a sharp spinal whip emitting a cold breath had already wrapped around Wen Yian’s waist.
The sharp ribs on the sides of the spinal whip pierced through the qipao on Wen Yian’s abdomen, deeply penetrating into her flesh. Blood instantly soaked through her clothes, turning the bright red qipao on her abdomen as dark as black.
“Ugh…” Cold sweat instantly broke out on Wen Yian’s forehead, and her delicate and charming face turned extremely pale. Without hesitation, she reached for her hair and pulled out a blood fly the size of a thumb from within, throwing it directly at the person holding the flashlight.
The blood fly, an aide bestowed upon followers by the Anomaly Lord, was also a favorite monster of the cultists.
This monster resembled a large fly, about the size of a thumb, with a blood-red body, pitch-black compound eyes, and sharp mouthparts. Its wings buzzed loudly as it continuously flapped, seemingly harmless in appearance but incredibly powerful in attack. Once it latched onto a human, it could suck out all of their blood in an instant, then swell several times its size until its body exploded from being filled with blood, causing its death.
How could Wen Yian come to see Lou Yan without being cautious? But she hadn’t expected Lou Yan to act so directly against her. Wen Yian couldn’t understand how Lou Yan could be so well-prepared! How did he know she had cut off the power in the neighborhood? How did he know she would come at this time? And how could he so perfectly arrange for someone to hide in the darkness and have a flashlight ready to prevent her from hiding in the darkness and leaving?!
It was as if he knew every move she would make in advance!
Wen Yian’s actions didn’t stop, but her heart sank continuously, filled with disbelief and ice-cold fear.
How was this possible? Only she knew the plan for tonight, and the time she came to find Lou Yan was determined by her own whims. How could Lou Yan have guessed her plan?
Wen Yian faintly felt that things were veering off track, but then she thought again. Regardless of how Lou Yan guessed her plan for tonight, this blood fly was definitely beyond Lou Yan’s expectations. Even Wen Yian had only obtained the blood fly from the cult today and had only just learned that such a creature existed in the world. She had never heard of it before. How could Lou Yan have known about the existence of such a monster in advance?
But this confidence shattered when Wen Yian saw another person roll out from under the sofa, swiftly taking out an electric mosquito swatter and smashing the blood fly into pieces.
As soon as the blood fly touched the electric mosquito swatter, sparks flickered, and the blood fly was burnt to a crisp before falling to the ground.
This scene unfolded smoothly, as if the person wielding the electric mosquito swatter had long known that a blood fly would appear and had already prepared to deal with it.
Wen Yian’s breathing became rapid, her pupils trembling, and an unprecedented fear appeared on her face. “How is this possible!”
Unspeakable fear gripped Wen Yian’s heart tightly. She felt that everything tonight was much more eerie than any strangeness she had ever seen before.
She had a feeling that her thoughts, soul, and secrets were all being exposed, as if she couldn’t escape no matter how hard she tried, like Sun Wukong trapped under the Five Finger Mountain. Wen Yian couldn’t imagine how people like Lou Yan had become so adept at this.
How could they respond so skillfully to every move she made?
While Wen Yian was intimidated and uneasy, a thin white thread, as thin as a spider’s silk, flew towards her like a fish swimming in the air. By the time Wen Yian noticed it, the thin thread had already touched her forehead.
Startled, Wen Yian intuitively felt that the white thread was extremely dangerous. She subconsciously tried to dodge, but the thread was faster. In just a blink of an eye, the thread pierced into Wen Yian’s forehead.
Li Sanxin emerged from behind the curtain, his eyes fixed on Wen Yian. His index finger moved slightly, and the white thread growing from his finger curled into a large curve.
As he moved, Wen Yian’s expression twisted in pain. Her eyes were sometimes vacant and sometimes struggling, as she tried her best to break free from the control of Li Sanxin’s surgical thread.
Li Sanxin didn’t relax at all. He slowly approached Wen Yian, occasionally moving his finger, not missing any subtle expressions on Wen Yian’s face.
“How is it?” Lou Yan asked.
“Her willpower is even stronger than I expected,” Li Sanxin said solemnly, raising an eyebrow slightly, “But when it comes to willpower, I’m not inferior either.”
Duan Zege, holding the flashlight, and Lu Haoxiu, holding the electric mosquito swatter, walked to Wen Yian’s side to prevent her from escaping. Even in this situation, the internationally renowned Wen Yian was still beautiful. Cold sweat dampened her elegant golden hair, and her enchanting temperament became pitiful.
Lu Haoxiu stared at Wen Yian curiously. Although he had known that Wen Yian was a cultist, as an ordinary person who had never seen a celebrity, especially such a big one, Lu Haoxiu’s heart still throbbed with excitement when he saw Wen Yian in person. He nervously grasped Duan Zege’s hand, “Wow, a living star, a living Wen Yian! Brother, do you think I can ask for an autograph to sell? Wen Yian’s autograph is so expensive!”
Duan Zege’s eyes lit up slightly, gaining a bit of energy. He rubbed his chin and pondered the possibility, “Really expensive?”
Lu Haoxiu nodded frantically, sneaking another glance at Wen Yian’s pitiful state, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and sighing with relief, “Luckily, there’s no one in our house who’s a fan of Wen Yian. If Wen Yian’s fans saw us treating her like this, wouldn’t they grab knives and fight us to the death?”
Wen Yian had so many fans, just like his classmates, many of them were members of Wen Yian’s fan support club.
No matter how strong Wen Yian’s willpower was, it couldn’t resist Li Sanxin’s surgical thread. Soon, she stopped struggling and stood still, no longer making any movements.
Li Sanxin also broke into a sweat, his expression expressionless as he said, “Wen Yian, it’s only been a few days, and you’ve fallen into my hands. Do you remember the incident where you used ghost story to harm me?”
Although the surgical thread controlled Wen Yian’s brain, it didn’t make her lose her sanity; it just made her unable to control herself. Wen Yian sighed lightly and glanced at Li Sanxin from the corner of her eye. “Separated for three days, Mr. Li has already made me look at you in a different light.”
Before Li Sanxin could speak, Lou Yan coldly snorted and tightened the spinal whip in his hand abruptly.
Wen Yian’s face contorted in even more pain. “Ah…”
Lou Yan showed no mercy, no compassion. As he watched the pitiful appearance of this beautiful woman, he felt no pity in his heart, only extreme contempt.
Li Sanxin detested Wen Yian for her attempt to harm him, and Lou Yan’s disdain surpassed even that of Li Sanxin’s.
Compared to Li Sanxin, who knew nothing, Lou Yan had witnessed Li Sanxin being skinned alive in the anomaly ghost story.
That scene was deeply etched in Lou Yan’s mind, and he hadn’t forgotten it for a moment.
Enemies knew no gender, and cultists knew no gender either. If it weren’t for Wen Yian still being useful, Lou Yan would never treat her so “kindly” as he was now.
Li Sanxin couldn’t help but click his tongue at the sight of Wen Yian’s misery, and his previous anger from being tricked also subsided somewhat. He turned to Lou Yan and said, “Yan Zi, you better ask quickly. My mental strength can’t hold on for more than a few minutes.”
Lou Yan nodded, walked to the sofa in front of Wen Yian, and sat down, still holding the spinal whip. The residual heat from using the 【Time Rewind】 twice in a row had caused his eyes to become bloodshot, but he didn’t show any signs of it. He exhaled a few breaths of heat without a trace and stared into Wen Yian’s eyes, asking, “Speak, how can we delay the resurgence of the anomaly within the body?”
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