vstars Chapter 168 Lost His Soul
Chapter 168 Lost His Soul
Chi Ruiche ran to the rooftop and stopped when he was near the door.
A cold wind was blowing. Jiang Yi's frail body stood barefoot on the rooftop, her hair disheveled by the wind. Without any protection, she would fall if she leaned out.
On the cold earth, raindrops left puddles, reflecting a desolate sadness.
Chi Ruiche felt a chill run down his spine. Scenes from his dream flashed through his mind. Fear was like a rope around his neck, tightly binding him and making it hard for him to breathe.
"Young man, let's charge through together."
A man stood beside her, his naturally curly hair balding, his thin face bearing the marks of time.
The man lowered his voice and spoke softly, his words startlingly profound, "This girl hasn't moved at all."
"I'll count to three." Chi Ruiche nodded emphatically, his gaze fixed on her, his fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged.
“1”, “2”, “3”
Chi Ruiche rushed over and hugged Jiang Yi, wrapping his arms around her waist and carrying her down from the rooftop. Abu and the other two followed closely behind to protect her, fearing that something might happen.
The two of them lost their balance and crashed heavily to the ground. Chi Ruiche used his body to block the impact, and Jiang Yi was safely held in his arms.
Jiang felt himself falling into a daze, as if everything was silent, but a voice kept echoing in his mind, "Come here."
The physical collision brought her back to consciousness, and her dazed eyes regained their focus after a moment.
"Che?" The familiar presence brought him back to reality.
Chi Ruiche pulled her into a tight embrace, suppressing his unease, and asked in a very low voice, "Does anything hurt?"
Jiang Yi shook her head. "What's wrong with me?"
"It's good that you're alright." Chi Ruiche couldn't hide his panic in his eyes as he hugged Jiang Yi tightly, as if he were clutching a treasure that had been lost and found again.
Abu helped the two up, checked them over, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he found nothing seriously wrong.
"You really scared me to death." Abu's hand, which was about to tap her head, paused. Her eyes...
"Thank you so much. The consequences would have been unimaginable if it weren't for you." Chi Ruiche picked up Jiang Yi and walked over, bowing slightly as he solemnly thanked the two cleaning staff.
"We didn't do anything." The two waved their hands sheepishly, the middle-aged man scratching his head, looking particularly shy.
Chi Ruiche glanced at Abu, and Abu understood.
"This is just a small token of our appreciation. We know you are both kind and honest people, and we have no intention of measuring this with money. We hope you will not refuse."
Chi Ruiche spoke sincerely, and seeing Jiang Yi's wooden expression, he did not linger any longer and left in a hurry.
Abu waited until they left before taking out two checks. After thinking for a moment, he instructed, "Please take them without worry, and I hope you two can keep tonight's events a secret."
“We won’t tell, we can’t accept this.” The woman and Abu pushed their hands, resolutely refusing their offer.
“Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I am truly grateful to you both today. Please accept this.” Abu formally handed it to them once again.
After several rounds of back-and-forth debate, Abu came out on top slightly, and they agreed to accept one. They felt unworthy of two, so Abu stopped arguing.
After the two left, the older woman cautiously approached Abu and said, "Young man, to be honest, I feel like that girl is possessed?"
“Auntie, feudal superstition is unacceptable.” Abu smiled sullenly, naturally not believing it.
The older woman's loud voice grew even louder as she explained in a mystical tone, "The little girl's eyes have no spirit, as if they're locked up by something. In our hometown, we call it 'losing one's soul.'"
"Auntie, don't scare me like this in the middle of the night!"
When Abu heard her say that, his eyes widened. He also realized that Jiang Yi's landing had been somewhat sluggish.
The middle-aged man next to her was tugging at the middle-aged woman's clothes, his eyes darting around and his mouth twitching, signaling her not to say anything inappropriate.
"How can you joke about this? Has the young lady recently lost a relative, encountered some villains, or is she having some trouble?" The old woman thought of what her fellow villagers had said and made her own bold inference.
"Auntie, how do you handle this kind of thing in your hometown?"
The more Abu listened, the more bizarre it seemed. Aunt Cui passed away unexpectedly, and Xiao Si was hospitalized, leaving him no choice but to believe it.
“That’s simple. At midnight, burn some paper money in the eastern corner of the house, and call her name while holding a piece of clothing she wore.”
Seeing that Abu was listening attentively, the older woman explained everything she knew: "After you're done, take the clothes and head back. Remember not to look back. Just put the clothes under her pillow."
Abu memorized it carefully, muttering it to himself.
"It's best if her closest relative does this; she'll be bouncing around like a baby the next day," the old woman muttered.
"Okay, thank you."
Abu felt this was something he couldn't ignore, and he'd tell the boss later.