Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 133 - 126: Eye, Chun Meng

Chapter 133: Chapter 126: Eye, Chun Meng

The first few pages of the Wash Away Injustice Talisman had not a single word, but on the last page, there were four words written in cinnabar — Without Eyes, Wash Injustice!

Between "Without Eyes" and "Wash Injustice," there was a long blank space.

"’Without Eyes’ is the name Wash Away Injustice Talisman has given to obsession. Washing away injustice is what I am currently doing. What will be written in that blank space?"

Zhou Xuan looked at the Wash Away Injustice Talisman, suddenly feeling that this book resembled a record book used during operations by some mysterious organization, logging the activities performed...

"It doesn’t quite resemble anything from the God Traveling Department."

"Elder martial brother, why are you always daydreaming?" Lv Mingkun asked Zhou Xuan again.

In Lv Mingkun’s eyes, Zhou Xuan had been staring at the floor in the corridor just now, and now he was staring at his own palm, lost in thought.

He was very worried about Zhou Xuan’s mental state.

"Elder martial brother, my Blood Well Spirit malady is acting up; I need to rest somewhere. Please, don’t follow me. You know how the madness from the Blood Well is..."

Zhou Xuan blamed his communication with obsession and checking the Wash Away Injustice Talisman on the "madness of the Blood Well."

Lv Mingkun’s expression of concern deepened.

Zhou Lingyi murmured: "So the occasional link disruption today between the Ancestor Tree and my brother is due to his Blood Well madness."

"Don’t worry, this disciple of mine is naturally fortunate. Teach him tattooing; learning it will greatly benefit the madness from the Blood Well," said Yuan Buyu.

Zhou Xuan had once inquired about tattooing from Zhou Lingyi and Yuan Buyu during an instance of the one-incense duration, not for the chance of tattooing,

but because he had heard from members in the Blood Well Society that tattoos greatly help suppress the madness of the Blood Well, a conclusion confirmed by Jing Deng.

Yunluo Mountain Range, sacrificial site,

The Copper Coin Priest, leaning on a walking stick, looked at the "Zhou Xuan face" on the Human Skin Temple and said,

"The madness of the Blood Well, very good, very good. We need a mad Nuo God, the crazier, the easier to open Yumen.

That fool Peng Long, I have reminded him, a Nuo God is a Blood Well Spirit Communicator; when supervising him, one must not pour all the spirit into the Spiritual Snake,

his Perception is extraordinarily strong."

"Without Eyes" walked fast, but not far, only two corridors before coming to a halt in front of a consultation room.

Hanging on the consultation room was a sign — Mental Health Consultation Room.

This consultation room, located in the most remote corner of the ground floor, had neither waiting patients at the door nor passers-by.

Zhou Xuan grabbed the handle of the consultation room, twisted it twice, it was locked and would not open.

He glanced around, seeing nobody, considered kicking the door to forcibly unlock it, but then Without Eyes entered the room and extended a left hand through the door, beckoning Zhou Xuan with a curl of the palm.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuan approached, grabbed the hand of Without Eyes, and then felt a force pulling him into the room.

The solid consultation room door, like a layer of mist, was easily passed through by Zhou Xuan.

The furnishings inside were simple: a narrow bed, a desk, two chairs, and in a corner, there was a somewhat old safe.

Without Eyes pointed to the ground, seemingly indicating to Zhou Xuan that this was where the "injustice" had occurred.

The difference between washing away injustice and revenge lies in that revenge only requires a list of names, but washing away injustice always requires seeing what injustice transpired.

To examine the injustice, one must return to the day it occurred, but which specific day?

Zhou Xuan did not know; it must be written by the person seeking justice.

Thinking this, he took out the Wash Away Injustice Talisman, laid it flat on the desk, and also unscrewed a pen, placing it beside, making a "please" gesture.

Without Eyes first shook his hand, then pointed towards Zhou Xuan, and made a pen-holding gesture.

"Let me hold the pen?"

Zhou Xuan grabbed the pen in his hand, then the right hand of Without Eyes grasped the upper half of the pen, a subtle force controlled the pen, writing on the Wash Away Injustice Talisman —

— Mingdong Shande Hospital, Mental Health Consultation Room, August 15th.

"An injustice that occurred four days ago? This must be the timing of an injustice occurring to someone among the obsessions," Zhou Xuan thought.

Obsession is composed of a group of people’s thoughts; "Without Eyes" had thirty or more people, each with a different time of incident; Without Eyes chose a date closest to today.

The date set on the Wash Away Injustice Talisman, the consultation room Zhou Xuan was in also reverted to August 15th.

Without Eyes was not in the consultation room at this time.

"Only I can enter through this crevice in time and space; even obsessions cannot come through."

Zhou Xuan began surveying the situation in the room.

There was no one in the room, but there was a sound of footsteps, approaching from afar.

A woman doctor in a white coat and a fashionable woman in a cheongsam with large wavy hair entered the room.

The female doctor had a lovely appearance, with delicate facial features, but even more captivating than her features were her eyes, which held a dense allure.

The eyebrow and eyes of the woman in the cheongsam were much more exquisite than the female doctor’s, but when considering the allure, her charm was somewhat lesser.

"Dr. Du, I’ve been smelling some strange odors lately; do you really think this mental treatment works?"

"Of course it works," Dr. Du reassured,

"Miss Han, I’ve told you about this at the pharmacy. This type of mental treatment came from the West. Your problem is not physical, but mental and spiritual,

often linked to some mental or spiritual trauma you’ve encountered in the past.

Mind ailments need remedies of the heart.

And I will arrange a session of sleep for you, a very unusual sleep, that will enter your mind and spirit to find the cause of your trauma,

and then we will treat it accordingly, which will naturally yield excellent results."

After Dr. Du finished speaking, she had the cheongsam-wearing Miss Han lie down on the bed.

"Relax, open your eyes just a little, don’t close your eyes... Yes, maintain that..."

Dr. Du held a flashlight, shining it into Miss Han’s eyes.

The intense light made her want to close her eyes, but she followed Dr. Du’s instruction not to, enduring the glare with difficulty while her pupils naturally constricted in response.

Unknowingly, drowsiness welled up within Miss Han, her awareness in her pupils fading, with the numbness in her facial muscles highlighting the sleepiness.

She couldn’t help but yawn lengthily, feeling even more sleepy.

"Good, now you can close your eyes. Imagine yourself on a beach, there is a rock on the beach, the gentle sunlight shining on you, your spirit feeling languid and relaxed,

Try to think of the man you desire most, and he appears beside you, unclothed, his charm completely unobstructed, blossoming freely before you,

You embrace him, start kissing, your hands wandering on his back, waist, moving around."

Following Dr. Du’s guidance,

A vivid dream slowly unfolded in Miss Han’s consciousness.

The dream felt so real,

Real enough that Miss Han performed many indecent, even vulgar actions,

Zhou Xuan observed from the side, his gaze scarcely lingering on Miss Han, mainly focused on Dr. Du’s right eye.

Dr. Du’s right eye, originally had one pupil, round and large, pitch-black, and it was this beautiful, pretty pupil that endowed her with a kind of allure.

Until Dr. Du began using a "hypnosis-like" method, softly guiding Miss Han into the Chun Meng, shining the flashlight into Miss Han’s eyes,

This beautiful doctor’s pupil changed, splitting from one large pupil into numerous small ones,

Like a white spherical body suddenly indented with dense, black holes.

Each hole bore its own emotions, each reflecting different humanoid silhouettes.

"This Dr. Du doesn’t really hypnotize at all, her method of inducing dreams is through her right eye.

She isn’t even a doctor, she’s a kidnapper."

After Dr. Du entered the room, Zhou Xuan noted her every step was tender, yet the footstep sounds were incredibly heavy, "thud, thud" echoing in Zhou Xuan’s ears like firecrackers.

This was the kidnapper’s two incense technique — Stepping on Grass Without Trace.

Walking without making a sound, yet in Zhou Xuan’s perception, her steps sounded much louder and heavier than anyone else’s.

Regarding kidnappers,

Zhou Xuan was very familiar with them; back in Ping Shui Prefecture, Yuan Buyu had once pointed out that the kidnapper’s three incense technique was called "Gecko Climbing Walls," growing hooks from the feet to walk on walls.

The four incense technique is called "Dharma Body."

The Dog King’s Dharma Body was his own foot, which, after being severed, was controlled by the Dog King.

But since it’s called a Dharma Body, it doesn’t necessarily mean turning one’s foot into a Dharma Body; eyes probably could too.

This Dr. Du,

Is a four incense or above kidnapper.

"Her eyes leading Miss Han into Chun Meng... she is Chun Meng."

There are three master kidnappers, Dog King, Chun Meng, Yan Zhongdao.

Dr. Du is Chun Meng, she had just mentioned the pharmacy... Du Kaili!

"So Du Kaili is Chun Meng! Good, saves me the trouble of looking for her."

Originally, Zhou Xuan planned to reach Chun Meng or Yan Zhongdao through this female doctor, Du Kaili,

But now there was no need to search elsewhere.

As Miss Han was immersed in Chun Meng, and her physical movements became more intense, unable to stop vocalizing,

Du Kaili opened a cabinet, fetched a hook knife from inside.

Long-handled and curved at the tip, she inserted the knife from Miss Han’s face and hooked upwards— a round, bloody eyeball rolled out of the socket into her hand.

"Truly a fine eye, clear."

Du Kaili picked up a handkerchief nearby, wiped the blood off the eyeball, examined it against the light, and sincerely praised after feeling its crystalline nature.

Miss Han, however, remained submerged in her Chun Meng, continuing those obscene movements.

"Pity, the other eye isn’t as expressive, no use in taking it out." Du Kaili’s pretty face twisted sinisterly as the hook knife moved to Miss Han’s throat...

Wiping the blood from her hands with the handkerchief, Du Kaili walked to the window, wedging the bloody handkerchief in the window’s frame, letting it flutter in the wind.

A half-hour later, someone knocked on the window, a man dressed in a coachman’s shoulder cape.

Du Kaili opened the window, and the coachman jumped in, brought a long robe and hat, and dressed Miss Han as a man.

"This Miss Han, she must be of some significance, right?"

"In Mingjiang Prefecture, whether one’s status is significant or not, it’s all easy for our Tangkou, the key is that the goods have to be good."

The coachman disguised the girl as a man, carrying her out the window and placed her in a rickshaw to leave.

As the sound of the rickshaw wheels gradually faded outside the window, Du Kaili closed the window, gazed at the excised eyeball intently.

The sparkling spirit within the eyeball dwindled by bits, while Du Kaili’s right eye’s scattered pupils gained one more.

Du Kaili unlocked a safe, placed the spiritless eyeball inside, exclaiming, "Eyes, truly like works of art."

In the safe, a row of eyeballs was neatly arranged, her evidence of guilt and also her collection.

"Not just a kidnapper, but a damn freak as well."

Zhou Xuan cursed fiercely.

Just as the safe was closed, the treatment room door was knocked.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Du Kaili opened the door, a man in a suit asked her, "Hello, doctor, have you seen a woman in a cheongsam, hair permed into waves?"

The man was Miss Han’s relative.

"Never seen her, go ask somewhere else."

"Strange, just went to the restroom, where did my wife go?" The man was unaware that his wife was already...

ps: Brothers, I’m late, will definitely be early tomorrow.