"Your plan seems to be unworkable."
Chuying glanced around the shop. Only now did she notice the paper bundles under the bamboo woven lounge chair, and her eyes narrowed.
After a pause, she frowned and said: "Perhaps on second thought, is what he said exaggerated? The supervisor is not afraid, so how can he be afraid of the little Taoist priest? Still being haunted?"
What she said was actually the same as my previous opinion.
But I still have another idea.
Mao Yousan most likely did not want to cause unnecessary trouble.
After all, it was in his interest to collect the corpses and deal with the supervisors.
If he kills people just after being chased, he will stab the Taoist priest in his nest.
I even suspect that Mao Yousan has offended the supervisor before, which is why he will be chased by Taoist priests as soon as he leaves Mingfang.
I told Tsubaki what I had inferred.
Chu Ying's eyes were filled with uncertainty, and she answered me after a moment. Mao Yousan cannot be regarded as the main plan, but only as a possible variable in the plan.
I remained silent.
I don’t have to cooperate with Mao Yousan
But because I think Sun Dahai cannot be regarded as a completely ordinary person.
I did make an oversight. In fact, many years ago, he used the zodiac to take away my destiny. If Bago died and was able to run back, I'm afraid it has something to do with Sun Dahai.
In particular, as a Taoist priest, Sun Zhuo must not be able to manipulate corpses.
So Chuying's sister is actually being used by Sun Dahai?
How could ordinary people take advantage of ghouls?
Sun Dahai is already in trouble, but Sun Zhuo will definitely be even more difficult to deal with.
Therefore, Mao Yousan can also be regarded as an external means.
External means may not be sufficient, but it is best to have them.
After my thoughts settled, I expressed my thoughts to Tsubaki Ying again.
Unexpectedly, Chuying breathed a sigh of relief. She said softly: "You are afraid that you can't deal with Sun Zhuo, but as long as you can get Sun Dahai and lure Sun Zhuo out, I have some ideas."
My pupils narrowed slightly again.
Looking back, it seems that Tsubaki Ying had said something similar before.
Then she must have a trump card in her hand!
I breathed a sigh of relief again.
Afterwards, at Chuying’s urging, we left Mingfang.
The already gloomy sky has completely turned into night.
The theater was closed and there were almost no pedestrians.
Chao Ying and I walked a little further, and from the corner of our eyes we saw some people entering the narrow door one after another.
I also noticed one detail.
Even though Chuying was hesitant before, she still didn't want to have too much to do with Mao Yousan.
She walked out of the street and got into her car.
Firefly took me back to the garage of a high-rise community again.
I'm just confused. Although Mao Yousan was not found, he couldn't just go home, right?
Unexpectedly, Chaoying directly took me to another car.
Leaving the parking lot again, this time, the car drove directly to the street of Sun's house.
Late at night, most shops were closed.
Our car was parked on the roadside facing Sun Dahai downstairs.
The car windows are covered with film, so you can't see the inside from the outside, but you can see everything from the inside out.
The windows on the third floor of Sun's house were closed and the lights were not on.
Chuying stared deeply out of the window for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Do you think Sun Dahai still lives here?"
My pupils narrowed slightly before I answered: "The person is definitely gone, but other arrangements are not necessarily the same."
My point is simply that they probably thought I would turn back, so they still planned ways to deal with me.
Tsubaki didn't say anything and opened the car door slightly.
I noticed from the car window that two dark shadows rushed out.
Soon, they jumped to the third floor, squeezed open the window, and got in.
I noticed a small detail, that is, the cloisonné enamel birdcage hanging in the protective fence outside the living room window disappeared.
After a few more minutes, the shadow got out of the window and quickly returned to the car.
The light was very dim, and thin white down could be seen on Tsubaki Ying's face, which was a bit scary.
She shook her head, slightly helpless.
"Sun Dahai is not stupid either. I don't know if it was his own idea or Sun Zhuo's. He obviously only did it once by using himself as bait. He is gone and there is no evil or resentment inside. My sister was also taken away. ”
My heart sank inexplicably...
"I will find a way." Tsubaki breathed a sigh of relief and said.
"What can we do? Manager Yang?" When I asked back, my heart was still a little heavy.
However, I will also agree to the matter of Huangsi, and Chuying can just use them to find Sun Dahai.
There was also a reason for Hong Si to let go of Chu Ying's friend Shi Qing.
Unexpectedly, Chuying shook her head.
Suddenly she took out something.
It was a bamboo woven bag.
It was a little different from the bamboo woven bag given to me. Hers was bigger and bulging inside, and I didn’t know what it contained.
The next moment, Chuying opened the bag of tips.
A more delicately woven bamboo rat came out of it, but its black eyes were a little red.
Around its neck, a small piece of cloth was tied.
It looks like cloth.
Suddenly, the bamboo rat jumped onto Chuying's shoulder.
The sharp bamboo mouth actually bit Chuying's earlobe.
Chuying's body trembled slightly, as if she was holding back the severe pain.
After a few seconds, the bamboo rat turned pitch black and was faintly covered with a layer of blood.
Tsubaki Ying's aura became weaker, as if her yang energy and essence had decreased.
Then, the bamboo rat got into Tsubaki Ying's collar.
Tsubaki fired the accelerator and drove on the road.
My eyelids twitched slightly, and my heart felt a little hazy.
It seems that the Ogijutsu used by Tsubaki Ying is not that simple...
They look like woven bamboo rats that can be driven with just a little blood, but those are probably the most common ones.
The price she is using now is much higher.
The car kept wandering in the streets and alleys of Jinyang.
It actually stayed open all night.
It dawned the next day, and the sun broke through the darkness and shone into the car.
Tsubaki Ying's pretty face turned even paler, as if she had lost too much blood.
She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes full of unwillingness.
The car stopped.
"Can't find it." Chu Ying's expression was extremely distressed.
"Sister really ate Sun Zhuo's ecstasy soup, tell him everything!" She bit her lip until it was bloodshot.
Even though I was confused, I didn't ask any more questions about the secret of Chuying's technique.
The next moment, Chu Ying looked at me and said, "I really have no choice but to go find Manager Yang and the leader. The rat that I used earlier was mixed with the ashes of rats that had eaten dead people and was trapped inside. The ghost is even closer to a ghost, and it has Sun Dahai's clothes tied around its neck. Logically speaking, I can definitely find him."
"I didn't expect...it took me all over the city. It's obvious that they knew this trick and deliberately set it against me!"
Chuying became more and more angry, and her breathing was not smooth.
I immediately took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Chuying.
"What for?" Chu Ying frowned.
