The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 129

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Chi Qingzhou spoke softly, "Your aunt, uncle, and sister... they were all affected by your resentment and have risen from the dead, right?"

Luo Huaiyu's gaze darkened. The moonlight cast on his eyes, which only had black pupils, reflecting a faint, eerie light.

He slowly lifted the corner of his stiff mouth, revealing a slightly exaggerated smile, his voice full of pleasure.

"Yes. They've all risen from the dead."

Chi Qingzhou smiled too.

He smiled innocently, with a pure joy in his pretty peach blossom eyes, as if he were genuinely happy for his friend.

"Now your whole family can personally take revenge. Ah Yu is really clever."

"Thank you, Zhou Zhou."

Luo Huaiyu closed his eyes. The guilt that had been pressing down in his heart these past few days suddenly lightened a little.

His voice was hoarse, and after several attempts to speak, he finally just whispered his thanks.

He wouldn't say too many flattering words, and he didn't think his friend needed them either.

He wanted to repay his friend, but not with empty words. He just needed to always stand by his friend's side, and whenever his friend needed help, he would be there.

Zhou Zhou was right. Good friends should always help each other.

Luo Ting patted Luo Huaiyu's shoulder.

He understood. He understood it all.

When Zhou Zhou truly wanted to be friends with someone, no one could escape from his grasp.

Not wanting the atmosphere to remain heavy, Luo Ting shifted the topic. "The most urgent thing now is to find out where Sheng Yihang is."

Luo Huaiyu glanced at him and continued with his words. "Sheng Yihang is very cunning. All the death energy that can be sensed is attached to other people or objects. He himself hides very well."

Chi Qingzhou hummed in acknowledgment, resting his head on Xing Shuangzhan's shoulder as he looked at Luo Ting. "Ah Ting has heard that Sheng Yihang was stolen, right?"

Luo Ting was a bit confused but nodded and said, "After Sheng Yihang went missing, I went back at dawn to check. There were signs of dragging and moving in the nearby grass and on the ground. It seems that on the night he disappeared, he was hidden nearby before being taken away."

The place wasn't too far from him, but for some reason, despite searching repeatedly that day, he couldn't find anything.

"I didn't notice anything unusual that day, so I feel like whoever took the body isn't ordinary."

But without any traces of spiritual energy left behind, he couldn't even be sure whether the person who acted was a practitioner of mystic arts.

"No signs of interference..."

Chi Qingzhou's gaze flickered as he suddenly remembered the death energy and ghostly presence that had filled the forest earlier, belonging to Xing Shuangzhan.

He tilted his head, gazing quietly at the peak of Jingming Mountain through the gaps in the tree canopy for a while before slowly retracting his gaze.

Xing Shuangzhan comfortingly squeezed the back of his neck.

Chi Qingzhou nuzzled against Xing Shuangzhan's shoulder and turned to Luo Huaiyu for confirmation, "Ah Yu, you said earlier that after Sheng Yihang came to your house, he left with someone else? Is that person a metaphysics arts practitioner?"

Luo Huaiyu thought for a moment and replied, "My parents and sister are ordinary people, so I'm not sure if he's a practitioner. But Sheng Yihang definitely left with him."

Luo Ting suddenly realized that this person who had been with Sheng Yihang must be the one who had stolen his body!

This person likely refined Sheng Yihang into something, and considering how they had treated Luo Huaiyu's family, there was probably another motive behind it.

He looked toward Chi Qingzhou, seeking answers.

Chi Qingzhou nodded slightly.

"To know where Sheng Yihang is, we'll first have to figure out why this person wanted to steal his body."

This person was definitely a practitioner, though it was unclear how skilled they were, at least their ability to conceal their tracks wasn't weak.

They dared to appear openly at the Luo family's house, meaning they were highly confident in this skill.

In their eyes, even if Xing Shuangzhan had gone to the scene, he might not have been able to track them down.

Chi Qingzhou lowered his gaze.

This kind of confidence made it hard for him not to question the identity of this person.

He murmured to himself, "So why was it Sheng Yihang's body they stole and not someone else's?"

Maybe this person was really connected to the power Xing Shuangzhan had lost?

Xing Shuangzhan looked down, gently patting his back in comfort. "It's not a big deal, don't take it to heart."

Chi Qingzhou reached up to wrap his arm around Xing Shuangzhan's neck, lightly humming from his nose.

Luo Huaiyu's eyes flickered as he glanced at the two of them, leaning against each other, before suddenly speaking up, "My parents might know something. Before, I wasn't clear-headed due to the influence, only focused on revenge and didn't ask. If Zhou Zhou wants to know, maybe we should go ask them together?"

Chi Qingzhou immediately lifted his head. "Where are your parents now?"

Luo Huaiyu carefully studied the surroundings and pointed in a direction, uncertain. "It seems like they're over there. They've been moving around, so I'm not sure of the exact location, but I can tell you the general direction. I've still been able to sense their presence, so taking you there shouldn't be a problem."

Chi Qingzhou looked in the direction he pointed, momentarily taken aback.

Wasn't that the direction he had come from?

Could it be that his aunt, uncle, and Ah Yu's sister were all at the Bishui Bay Hot Spring Resort now?

Xue Jinshi hurriedly carried a black plastic bag, rushing toward the place where they were playing games in the afternoon.

Though the resort was under renovation and there weren't many staff around, he kept glancing around nervously, worried about being seen by patrolling security. His actions made him seem a little suspicious.

Xue Jinshi carefully avoided people as he made his way toward the small waterfront plaza where the games had been held in the afternoon. Once he arrived, he let out a slight sigh of relief and began scanning along the edge of the plaza. His eyes moved across the two rows of small buildings as he searched for the changing room he had used earlier.

He thought his actions were subtle enough, that no one would notice he sneaked out. Feeling somewhat relieved, he continued his way.

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