Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 113 - 106: She’s Not Dead?!

Chapter 113: Chapter 106: She’s Not Dead?!

The situation was just as Zhou Xuan had anticipated.

The original owner’s diary indeed came from the Blood Well.

However, the process was far more brutal than he anticipated, using humans as bait to fish treasures out of the Blood Well like fishing.

Moreover, apart from her identity as a movie star, Zhang Yihua seemed to be someone extraordinary.

Zhou Xuan speculated—she was a Blood Well Spirit Communicator.

As soon as she entered, she spat at the original owner and cursed, "Even if you get that thing, you won’t become the Class Leader."

This sentence contained a lot of information.

Zhang Yihua knew what the original owner and the actor wanted to do with her!

Moreover, she was aware of the existence of the "thing."

As bait, obviously, Zhou Xuan and the actor wouldn’t tell her the truth—she must have opened the Blood Well before, seen that thing, and knew how to obtain it.

In short, she was not only a Blood Well Spirit Communicator but also quite knowledgeable about the Blood Well.

As for the diary, it indeed was taken by the original owner.

The original owner hadn’t even paid homage at Tangkou, and the level of his incense fire could not be considered weak, but rather nonexistent, yet the Blood Well had little effect on him, why?

Zhou Xuan had only one answer, perhaps because of the special nature of the Zhou Family—possessing the Sukuna Power.

The truth was clear, yet Zhou Xuan found it hard to relax. He keenly sensed a deep-seated sense of crisis.

People with Sukuna Power could take things from the Blood Well.

Blood Well Spiritualists could be used as bait for Blood Well Fishing!

And Zhou Xuan,

was a second incense Sukuna god, and also the top-level perception Blood Well Spiritualist.

In other words,

he was the perfect bait for the Blood Well!

Finding the method to use the diary might not be as urgent as he thought,

he now had a goal with equal priority to "finding the second incense Tangkou"—to block the spread of the "Blood Well Fishing Technique."

"Little Junior, did you get the information you wanted?" Lv Mingkun, fearing the corpse language session wasn’t very helpful to Zhou Xuan, asked.

"Yes, a lot."

Zhou Xuan said, "Fifth Brother, I need a favor from you."

"Tell me."

"Help me inquire around if anyone has visited this villa recently, and if so, find out who."

Lv Mingkun acknowledged and headed out of the basement.

...

Zhou Xuan sat on the sofa in the small attic of the villa, lost in thought.

"The Blood Well Fishing Technique requires someone from the Zhou Family to retrieve treasures and emerge unscathed from the Blood Well, also needing a Blood Well Spiritualist as bait.

If this method had been spread long ago, considering the original owner’s lazy, frivolous nature, hanging around brothels and opium dens, he would have been secretly captured as bait long ago and wouldn’t be alive till recent days.

Therefore, this method must have been calculated through predictions by the Alien Ghost Man Ao, and the other Ghosts and Divine People were unaware of this method."

The Human Turtle belonged to the Demon Clan,

just as Lady Lianhua described the Demon Clan—they might not be powerful, nor have high incense fire levels, but the Demon Clan had some inherent peculiar ability.

"Fortunately, the Human Turtle is dead, hence the method cannot be spread."

"But, who knows, the Human Turtle sent so many actors from different branches of the troupe to do this work, maybe some of the curious ones overheard about the method, and they either intentionally or unintentionally spread it?

After all, the Human Turtle had been setting the stage for seven years, and in seven years, with so many actors, the possibility of the method being leaked is not small."

Zhou Xuan sighed and said, "There’s still a degree of uncertainty, and the situation isn’t too good."

Being a thief for a thousand days is possible, but guarding against thieves for a thousand days isn’t.

If the Blood Well Fishing Technique gets out,

many with an extremely high level of incense fire might capture him as bait, and even his sister might become bait—even if her incense fire level was equivalent to several floors high,

there’s always someone better beyond another."

*Zhou Xuan’s mind became chaotic again, but after pondering for quite a while, he felt somewhat relieved.*

"There are fifty avenues, the heaven derives forty-nine, and one is an escape, among everything there is a glimmer of hope and a degree of change,

all the actors involved in the Blood Well Fishing have died, Zhang Yihua too is dead, Li Lisheng and Li Jintang are all dead, even the troupe’s branches have been eradicated by the Master, all these big changes have been eliminated,

what remain in the seven years are those small actors who might have talked, they’re just minor variables, we only need to find them, then eliminate those variables."

*Zhou Xuan’s face finally cleared, leaning back onto the sofa, but soon, something struck him, and he sat up abruptly.*

"Zhang Yihua, is she really dead?"

"Inside the wall, there’s no body of hers, the image didn’t show concrete proof of her death, the Blood Well closed... but she’s a Blood Well Spiritualist, with a chance to open the Blood Well for escape."

At this thought,

*Zhou Xuan’s nerves tensed again, fetching a hammer, and furiously smashed it against the only safe in the house, but to no avail.*

He wanted to know more about Zhang Yihua.

Zhang Yihua now was possibly the biggest variable to the "Blood Well Fishing Technique being spread."

"Damn it, this broken safe, with a structure so simple, how is it this hard to break?"

Fortunately, there was a phone on the second floor, and he made a call to Luoying Hall, which Xu Li answered: "Hello, this is Xu Li from Zhou Family’s Troupe, who is this...?"

"Sister-in-law, it’s me, Xuanzi."

"It’s you, using whose phone to call me..."

"Can you find Big Brother for me and ask him to bring a reliable locksmith to West Leaf Mansion, number 126, someone absolutely trustworthy."

"We’ve got someone, someone trustworthy, rest assured."

"Also, ask my sister to accompany Big Brother and the locksmith here, it’s a big matter, better to be cautious."

"Rest assured."

Xu Li hung up the phone.

...

The locksmith opened the safe, with Zhou Xuan and Zhou Lingyi accompanying the whole process.

The master was indeed a professional; he got it done in no time.

At the moment the safe opened, Zhou Xuan held the locksmith’s hand, giving Zhou Lingyi a look.

His sister extended her finger, making a small witch talisman on the locksmith’s forehead with the blood drawn out.

The locksmith then fainted.

Yu Zhengyuan carried the locksmith out, walked three blocks, then hailed a rickshaw and wrote an address for the driver, requesting the person be taken there and carried into the house.

"Add two more coins for delivering him inside."

After paying, Yu Zhengyuan noted down the driver’s "badge number" and "serial number" in a small notebook.

The badge number was a vest the driver wore outside, stamped with a name and number, mandatory for rides, not wearing it could result in fines if caught by the police.

The serial number was the number painted on the car.

"Boss, rest assured, if I don’t take good care of your friend, you can find me by the badge, even slap me if needed."

The driver quipped, grabbed the handlebars, and took off.

...

"Brother, don’t worry, when that locksmith wakes up, he will only vaguely remember unlocking something, but won’t recall where or for whom."

Zhou Lingyi nestled in the sofa, comforting Zhou Xuan’s inner anxiety.

"Sister, this matter is significant."

Zhou Xuan shared, handing over items from the safe while revealing the issue of "Blood Well Fishing."

Zhou Lingyi frowned tighter as she listened; upon finishing, she sighed, saying, "No wonder my brother, so weak, could bring something back from the Blood Well. Li Lisheng and Li Jintang knew opening the Blood Well was extremely dangerous, so they didn’t dare to be onsite, they didn’t even dare to enter this building,

my brother, trapped in the basement by those actors wanting to steal the item, naturally knew Li Lisheng and Li Jintang were outside waiting to intercept him, so he hid in the building, didn’t dare come out, and even called me to pick him up."

"Sister, I’m really worried now, worried the method of Blood Well Fishing has leaked out, worried that by then, some ruthless people might capture us siblings as bait."

Zhou Xuan expressed his concerns.

"But it won’t happen so quickly."

Zhou Lingyi said, "If those small actors told others—using Zhou Family to fish out things from the Blood Well, they have little influence, and the matter is too fantastical, not many would believe them,

as for Zhang Yihua, she’s a potential threat. She’s a Blood Well Spiritualist; her status and identity there, if she speaks, people will believe her,

first confirm whether she’s dead. If she really is, the method of Blood Well Fishing won’t stir waves.

If she isn’t dead,

perhaps the situation would be trickier... but no need to dwell too much, she would use it as leverage,

she wouldn’t casually reveal it. The secret of the Blood Well holds a high price in Jing Country."

Zhou Xuan came to an understanding: "At worst, she’s looking for suitable buyers at the highest price, which will take time."

"Yes, also think positively, maybe she’s alive but has gone incognito, wanting to let the secret rot within her, or maybe she’s also a Blood Well Spiritualist; exposing the secret would reveal her identity, and she won’t tell." Zhou Lingyi said.

"If she’s alive, we still need to find her." Zhou Xuan, unable to let his guard down with such a significant variable, said.

...

In the evening, at the Zhou Family’s Troupe,

Zhou Xuan meticulously studied the contents from Zhang Yihua’s safe.

Most of it was research relating to the Blood Well,

but the research was rather shallow, lacking much substance, and wasn’t well-written.

"Zhang Yihua indeed was a Blood Well Spiritualist, but these materials aren’t very valuable, not as profound as the knowledge taught by Master, yet she kept it like treasure, why?"

Zhang Yihua knew of the "things" within the Blood Well, and knew what the actor wanted to do with her; these alone suggested her understanding of the Blood Well surpassed Lao Yuan’s.

"There’s a missing page!"

Zhou Xuan realized, sitting up, arranging the documents one by one, and noticed—it wasn’t incoherent but had missing pages taken by someone.

"She wasn’t really dead."

Zhou Xuan guessed that after narrowly escaping death, Zhang Yihua, knowing her identity was exposed, opened the safe, took away her deemed important documents and items, and fled overnight.

What was left in the safe naturally were pieces of information that held little value.

"Zhang Yihua, this movie star must be found."

Zhou Xuan went to the door of his Second Brother’s room and knocked.

"Who is it?"

"It’s me, Xuanzi."

The door opened, Zheng Jiujang peeked his head out, smiled and said, "Xuanzi, what’s up?"

Due to his hidden illness, Zheng Jiujang wasn’t very enthusiastic towards anyone, but now he had quite a change of heart about Zhou Xuan, becoming much more cordial.

"Oh, looking for Second Sister-in-Law."

"Hmm..." Zheng Jiujang’s face turned sour.

"Just asking about the film company, don’t overthink."

"I’m a real man, broad-minded, why would I overthink?" Zheng Jiujang feigned boldness and let Zhou Xuan in.

"Ah, Little Junior, you also got interested in films?"

Song Jie was applying powder to her face in front of the dressing table; she planned to go see a play with Zheng Jiujang later.

"Oh, Second Sister-in-Law, do you know a movie star named Zhang Yihua?"

At the mention of Zhang Yihua, Song Jie stopped applying powder, turned around, and excitedly said, "How could I not know? I’ve acted with her. She played the young lady, and I was the maid; my character in the play had a very tragic backstory, a real tear-jerker kind of tragic..."

"Cough, cough... Let’s focus on Zhang Yihua."

"Oh, oh, she’s a big star, but not many people know she is also a writer, quite the fierce pen, she writes all her scripts."

So she truly was a writer?

In Zhang Yihua’s villa, Zhou Xuan already had a feeling she wasn’t just a movie star, more like a bestselling author.

"Writer? Blood Well Spiritualist?"

Combining these two factors, suddenly Zhou Xuan thought of one person—Jing Deng!

ps: Ten thousand words across three Chapters, my good brothers, mwah!