Father did not make a sound for a long while, and Young Master Jin looked into the car in bewilderment.
The seat was empty; there was no one inside.
"Dad, Dad, where did you go?"
Young Master Jin searched the car inside and out but still could not find his father.
How strange!
Where could Father have gone in the blink of an eye?
The pitch-black and silent night gave Young Master Jin an ominous feeling.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There were strange sounds coming from the top of the car.
Young Master Jin shivered, looked up carefully, and immediately collapsed to the ground.
Boss Jin was hanged from a big tree with a rope.
His eyes were wide open, and his tongue was sticking out.
His body was swaying back and forth.
The tips of his feet were touching the roof of the car, making a banging noise.
"Dad..."
Young Master Jin was terrified, his soul nearly departed, and he scrambled up on all fours like a dog.
Just as he turned his head.
A noose, coiled into a loop, dangled down...
At dawn, Father and Son Jin were found hanged from the big tree at the factory gate, their bodies covered with maggots...
The train station.
People came and went.
Old Man Zhu and his son, holding their luggage, bade farewell to Lu Fei and the others.
"Young sirs, thank you for saving us. There are no words to express our gratitude. We can only hope to repay your kindness by being oxen or horses in the next life."
Xiao Zhu stepped forward and stuffed a bundle into Lu Fei's hands.
"This, for you!"
"Are you sure? This is something Ah Xiang gave you. It's very valuable and could help your family live a good life," Lu Fei said, looking at him seriously.
"The more valuable it is, the more trouble it brings! My brother is already gone, and if we have such a thing, and people like the Jins see it..." Xiaozhu shook his head.
After last night's events, he seemed to have matured quite a bit.
"Okay! Then consider it given to me!"
Lu Fei didn't refuse. He took out the pawn ticket and wrote it up for Xiaozhu to sign.
"Sinisterium Pawnshop? Golden silk, twenty thousand..."
Seeing the details on the pawn ticket, Old Zhu and his son were greatly surprised, waving their hands in refusal.
"How can we take your money..."
"Old man, Xiaozhu, take this money with peace of mind. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease holding onto such an ominous object,"
Lu Fei smiled and had Huzi hand over the twenty thousand yuan in cash to the father and son.
Twenty thousand isn't a lot, just the amount of cash I had on hand, but for Father and Son Zhu, it was enough to give Dazhu a decent funeral.
"Thank you, thank you..."
Old man Zhu and Xiaozhu wiped their tears as they got into the car. The car drove off, and they were still waving at Lu Fei and his three companions from a distance.
Xiaozhu never said why Ahxiang, who had turned into a Black Widow, didn't kill him.
Lu Fei didn't ask either.
It was no longer important.
The trip to Taiping Town finally came to an end.
On the way back, they didn't dare to let Tieshenglan drive again.
Everyone remained silent for a long time, but eventually, their curiosity got the better of them.
"Lu Fei, what exactly is the use of Golden Silk?"
Lu Fei opened the cloth bag.
A corner of the golden thread was exposed, reflecting a dazzling light in the sun.
Each one was as fine as a hair and as light as nothing.
They were more beautiful and luxurious than any other threads in the world.
"Besides being worth a fortune, there are some special characteristics." Lu Fei took out a dagger and picked up a fine thread, trying to cut it.
It couldn't be cut.
He then tried burning it with a lighter, but the thread remained completely undamaged.
"This is, impervious to blades, guns, water, and fire!"
"Amazing!"
"Oh my God! This is almost like a rare treasure from heaven and earth, isn't it?"
"If it's used on a magic weapon, could it make the magic weapon even more powerful?"
Everyone showed envious looks.
No one had expected that an evil object spat out by an evil spirit would turn out to be a rare treasure in the world.
But no one reached out to ask Lu Fei for it.
However, Lu Fei still divided the golden thread into five parts and gave each person a share.
Even Hu Zi got a part.
"Lu Fei, we can't accept this."
"Miss Sheng Lan, the crack on your magic weapon might be repaired with this golden thread."
"Mo Lin, Brother Jing, without your help, I wouldn't have been able to obtain this evil object."
"Everyone, please don't stand on ceremony."
"Just remember to find me whenever you encounter any evil creatures in the future."
Lu Fei's tone left no room for doubt.
He was always generous with his friends, and since everyone had contributed to this incident, giving money would be too vulgar. It was better to share the evil items evenly among them.
"Lu Fei, you really are..."
The group was moved beyond words.
"Then we'll accept it."
"No need to say more!"
"In the future, if we encounter any evil creatures, we'll come to you first!"
Everyone happily admired the golden silk for a while, when Tie Shenglan suddenly remembered something.
"Right, I heard that last night in the dormitory, the Black Widow chose Brother Jing over Lu Fei. Could it have something to do with the bugs being afraid of Lu Fei? I hate bugs the most. What method did Lu Fei use? Please share it!"
"No, I'm the same as Brother Jing."
"Why is that?"
"Probably because... Brother Jing has more blossoming romance! He attracts these malevolent beings the most. You guys don't know, previously at Baling Mountain, he...."
"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Jing Jian hastily covered Lu Fei's mouth.
They returned to Jiang City.
Everyone went to the association office to meet Xu Bei.
"There was actually such a truth hidden!" Xu Bei looked at Lu Fei with admiration. "Indeed, if there are evil entities, it's right to look for Sinisterium Pawnshop."
"With young people like you, the Xuanmen (Mystic Sect) has no worries about not being able to grow and develop."
After exchanging some pleasantries.
Everyone completed the handover and prepared to leave.
"Lu Fei, please stay a moment." Xu Bei called out to Lu Fei.
"Vice President Xu, is there something else?" Lu Fei was quite surprised.
After confirming that the other person did not carry any foul energy, Lu Fei had lost interest in him and hadn't expected any further interaction.
"I have some matters I want to discuss with you privately."
Xu Bei wore a smile on his face.
"Alright."
Lu Fei looked at him and nodded, deciding to stay.
After everyone left, Xu Bei closed the door and poured a cup of tea for Lu Fei.
"Vice President Xu, just say what you need to say directly."
"Since ancient times, Sinisterium Pawnshop has specialized in collecting evil objects. You should have a good understanding of most of the evil things in this world, right?" Xu Bei said with a smile, his expression seemingly carrying a hint of scrutiny.
"Is Vice President Xu looking for an evil entity, or has he encountered one that's hard to deal with?" Lu Fei asked.
"I like talking to smart people." Xu Bei pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. "So, please help me analyze, Mr. Lu, whether I should be looking for an evil entity or if I've already encountered one."
"Please go on."
Lu Fei raised an eyebrow and made a gesture to invite him to continue.
"I have a friend."
"Oh."
"He has had a special condition since he was young, with a particular fondness for smelling various foul odors. The more pungent the smell, the more he likes it. In his mind, the stench is the most wonderful scent in the world."
"He likes to smell foul odors?" Lu Fei was very surprised. "Does he have a problem with his nose or his brain's nerves?"
"Unfortunately, neither. Medically speaking, everything about his body is normal, even healthier than most people."
"What about his psychology? I remember there's a psychological disorder called olfactory perversion."
Actually, quite a few people have this kind of behavior to some extent, such as smelling their smelly socks after taking them off, or enjoying the smell of gasoline and cigarette smoke.
"If it were just that, I wouldn't be so worried."
Xu Bei showed a hint of distress.
"His pursuit of foul odors has far exceeded the normal range, reaching an uncontrollable level. I even believe that without foul odors, he cannot survive."