Cangnan City, a high-rise building.
Creak.
The door was slowly pushed open, and Zhao Kongcheng walked in listlessly, sighing from time to time.
"Old Zhao, what's wrong with you?"
The five people sitting inside were somewhat surprised at Zhao Kongcheng's appearance and asked.
"Did you get injured last night?"
"Looking at this expression, the possibility of a broken heart is more likely..."
"Oh god, Old Zhao, is it that your wife wants a divorce?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
The five people speculated one after another, and after a while, the silent Zhao Kongcheng sighed softly.
"Do I really... have no charm at all?"
"..."
The five people rolled their eyes simultaneously, pretending not to hear this sentence, each continuing with their tasks – sharpening knives, cleaning guns, playing with phones, and taking naps...
"No, I'm seriously asking you guys!" Zhao Kongcheng became anxious when no one paid attention to him.
Seeing that Zhao Kongcheng was being ignored, Hongying, who was cleaning his gun, sighed, "Empty City Brother, got hit hard?"
"Sort of," Zhao Kongcheng paused, "I encountered the owner of the Golden Forbidden Territory last night."
Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly looked up, stopping their activities, their eyes shining.
"That guy who seems to be the proxy of the Seraphim?"
"Yeah."
"How strong is he? Who is he?"
"You guys are overthinking." Zhao Kongcheng shook his head, "He's just an ordinary high school student. The 'Klein' level power fluctuation should only be the residual power left by the Seraphim on him. He's still a newcomer who has just entered the 'Lamp' realm."
Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment appeared in the eyes of the group.
"We thought a 'Klein' level powerhouse had arrived in Cangnan City..."
"But also, if the extremely dangerous god really chose a proxy and grew to the 'Klein' level, the higher-ups can't be unaware."
The man sitting on the sofa narrowed his eyes slightly, "Anyway, if the Seraphim chose a proxy and bestowed a divine realm, it's a big deal. We need to report to the higher-ups quickly."
"Oh, by the way, Old Zhao, since you met him, didn't you bring him back? Such an important person, didn't you bring him with you?"
"He ran away..." Zhao Kongcheng sighed softly, "He told me he was going to get his backpack, and then he ran away while I was distracted."
"..." Everyone was speechless.
Just as everyone was about to make some sarcastic comments, the door of the room opened again.
A man with a dark red cloak walked in, with bloodstains still on his face, walking heavily as if carrying lead.
Seeing this man, everyone, including Zhao Kongcheng, stood up immediately.
"Captain!"
"Captain, are you okay?"
The captain waved his hand, took off the blood-stained cloak, and sat down on a small stool near the door, looking exhausted.
"I'm fine, but... the Ghost-faced King escaped."
The faces of the people suddenly became serious.
The captain continued, "I chased the Ghost-faced King all the way to the outskirts of the northern city last night, fought with it, it was seriously injured, and later, at the cost of self-injury, it forcibly escaped."
"So, the Ghost-faced King may have already escaped from Cangnan City?"
"No, not necessarily." A man sitting on the sofa suddenly spoke.
Everyone looked at him, and the captain's eyebrows slightly raised, "Speak, Xiangnan."
Wu Xiangnan slowly stood up, took out a map of the surroundings of Cangnan City from his pocket, and spread it on the ground.
"Cangnan City is located relatively remote, with a considerable distance from nearby cities. The captain fought with the Ghost-faced King in the northern suburbs last night. Apart from Cangnan City, the closest city there is tens of kilometers away." Wu Xiangnan drew a circle on the map.
"What's the point?" Hongying looked puzzled.
At this moment, the captain's eyes gradually lit up, "The Ghost-faced King is seriously injured and cannot cross such a long distance without recovering its strength."
Wu Xiangnan continued what the captain said, "And if the Ghost-faced King wants to regain its strength, it can only rely on devouring people, which means..."
"It must still come back to Cangnan City?"
"Exactly."
Zhao Kongcheng's eyebrows slightly furrowed, "But Cangnan City is so big, we don't know where it will appear."
"Sewers." Wu Xiangnan pushed his glasses and outlined a curve on the map with a red pen, "Ghost-faced people like to go into the sewers, and the Ghost-faced King escaped through the sewers before. There is only one sewer connecting the northern city suburbs, which means that the Ghost-faced King's appearance is likely to be somewhere along this sewer."
"Send someone to search along this sewer immediately. This time, we must not let it escape!" The captain's eyes flashed with cold light, giving an immediate order.
"Understood!"
"By the way, one more thing." Wu Xiangnan turned to Zhao Kongcheng, "You must bring back the proxy of the Seraphim. His potential is too great, and it absolutely cannot fall into the hands of the Ancient God Sect! In a certain sense, the priority of this matter is higher than clearing the Ghost-faced King!"
Zhao Kongcheng immediately straightened his chest, "Leave it to me. I will personally catch this kid!"
"He ran away, didn't he? Can you find him again?" Hongying muttered softly.
"He's wearing the uniform of No. 2 High School. I'll be waiting at the school gate today. I don't believe I won't catch him!" Zhao Kongcheng's mouth revealed a confident smile.
...
"Bro, why aren't you going to school today?"
Yang Jin looked at Lin Qiuye, who wasn't wearing a school uniform or carrying a backpack, and asked curiously.
"I have something to do today, so I won't go for now." Lin Qiuye put on his shoes while opening the door, "Is Aunt still sleeping?"
"She just came back an hour ago."
"I see. Go to school early later. Don't learn from me."
"Okay."
Lin Qiuye closed the door and silently took off the black silk from his eyes, putting it into his pocket.
His eyes had recovered, but he hadn't told Aunt and Yang Jin yet. One reason was that Aunt had the night shift last night, and the two of them hadn't met at all.
As for the second point, Lin Qiuye had just obtained these eyes, and he couldn't control the power in his eyes very well yet. The golden light would sometimes emerge from the bottom of his eyes, although not very obvious. If Aunt and the others saw it, they would definitely force him to check his eyes again, wasting money.
He planned to wait until he could fully control his eyes before announcing this matter.
But since he had left the house, Lin Qiuye didn't need to entangle with the black silk again; it would be too eye-catching.
Lin Qiuye took out the sunglasses that Yang Jin had bought for him from his pocket and put them on. He walked
towards the bus stop with brisk steps.
After more than an hour of bumps, Lin Qiuye finally arrived at his destination.
Sunshine Mental Hospital.
The last time Lin Qiuye came here was ten years ago.
In these ten years, Lin Qiuye has changed a lot, and this mental hospital has also changed a lot.
All the old walls have been renovated, the gate is twice as spacious as before, two modern high-rise buildings have replaced the original three-story small building, and even the six large characters of "Sunshine Mental Hospital" have become gilded embossed!
Standing at the gate, Lin Qiuye can no longer connect the modern hospital in front of him with the small building in his memory.
Perhaps the only thing that hasn't changed is the old man who guards the door.
It's just that his figure has become a lot more stooped, and his hair has turned quite white.
The old man seemed to have seen Lin Qiuye and squinted his eyes, raising his right hand to point at Lin Qiuye...
Just when Lin Qiuye thought that the old man still remembered him and was about to greet him,
The old man shouted loudly, "Hey, you foolish boy over there! You're blocking the cars behind!"
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