Chapter 141: The Alter Ego Says He Loves Me (30)
Since another person had died, the atmosphere below the stage had almost reached a standstill.
It was as if five dead people pretending to be living were performing an opera for a group of living people pretending to be dead.
They were not only performing on the stage but also standing in front of people.
With every movement, blood was dripping, and pieces of flesh were flying.
If you didn’t open your eyes to look at it, it would just keep swaying in front of you endlessly.
When night finally fell, the opera finally came to a close.
The dead were getting more, the living fewer. Just thinking about it was enough to be suffocating.
Stepping out of the theater’s main gate, Xiao Yinnian finally let out a long breath and tiredly rested his chin on Xiao Ji’s shoulder.
Although Xiao Ji himself didn’t feel much, he could see that Xiao Yinnian was having a hard time. He proactively crouched down in front of him, patted his own shoulders, and said to him:
“Get on.”
After this period of training and baptism, Xiao Yinnian actually hadn’t reached the point of being so miserable he couldn’t walk.
But looking at the broad shoulders of Xiao Ji in front of him, a sense of dependency still rose in his heart. He obediently lay on Xiao Ji’s back, letting Xiao Ji support his thighs and carry him.
Not far away, because he had been terrified all afternoon by the child suddenly stuffed into his arms at noon, Chang-ge was looking at Xiao Ji’s group with venomous eyes.
That night, no one died.
Early the next morning, the mistress once again invited everyone to watch the opera.
As soon as these words came out, it had already become a psychological shadow for the remaining few people. Each person’s face was worse than the last.
Chang-ge, with dark circles under his eyes, still prepared to watch Xiao Ji’s group to prevent them from playing tricks again.
But today, the four of Xiao Ji’s group didn’t do anything. They sat honestly by the dining table and ate breakfast.
After the meal, Lin Chuan and Su Wan left first and hid by the weeds outside the manor, waiting for Ding Xiu to appear.
Xiao Ji and Xiao Yinnian waited at the dining table until everyone else had left.
Xiao Yinnian still had no idea in his heart whether Xiao Ji could have his own body after this mission ended.
At this time when no one was around, he stared at Xiao Ji for a long time, then suddenly put his arms around Xiao Ji’s neck and kissed him.
Although Xiao Ji didn’t know why Xiao Yinnian would kiss him so suddenly and recklessly, he still indulged him.
His body leaned back slightly, resting against the chair back, one hand pinching Xiao Yinnian’s waist, the other hanging by his side, letting Xiao Yinnian act wildly in his mouth without any order.
After a long while, Xiao Yinnian finally stopped, forehead to forehead with Xiao Ji, and said with heavy breathing:
“No matter what, don’t disappear, don’t leave me.”
Xiao Ji applied force with his hand, pulling Xiao Yinnian to sit on his lap, tightly hugging his waist. He lowered his head and took a bite on Xiao Yinnian’s chest, then turned his face to press against Xiao Yinnian’s chest, listening to his heartbeat:
“You don’t understand. I came here for you.”
Xiao Yinnian’s inner thighs felt a bit weak:
“So?”
“So, I will never leave you.”
Xiao Ji’s words were sweet, but soon, Xiao Yinnian still became unwilling:
“Xiao Ji, what’s wrong with you? I know your feelings for me might be very special, but can you be a bit more reserved?”
Hearing this, Xiao Ji finally reluctantly withdrew his hand that was placed on Xiao Yinnian’s buttocks and pinching them, gave a light cough:
“Get up. Time for business.”
The two of them, one after the other, left the restaurant and arrived at the door of the master bedroom, seeing the little boy crouching on the ground.
This time, Xiao Yinnian learned from Su Wan and picked up the little boy while covering his mouth.
Xiao Ji directly pushed open the room door.
The room was large and empty. Besides a black carved wooden bed, there was only a wardrobe and a dressing table.
And on the wall hung a black-and-white photo of Ding Xiu and a man.
In the photo, Ding Xiu smiled sweetly and brilliantly, but that man’s face had been slashed beyond recognition by a sharp tool.
Xiao Ji only took a glance, then began to search the room on a large scale.
The keys were not hidden very deep. They were in a wooden box on the dressing table.
But what was a headache was that there were quite a lot of keys.
Just trying them one by one would consume a lot of time.
Xiao Ji held the keys in his hand. When he turned around, he saw Chang-ge standing at the door, pointing a gun at Xiao Yinnian.
“Hand over the things.”
Chang-ge loaded the gun and ordered Xiao Ji.
Xiao Ji’s joy and anger had always been faint.
Never extremely happy, nor extremely angry.
Even many years ago, when he picked up the little chick Yinnian, who had almost lost his life, from the ruins, he hadn’t been particularly moved to anger.
But at this moment, Chang-ge was using Xiao Yinnian to threaten him.
Since Xiao Ji took human form, it was the first time he felt what it meant to be fuming with rage.
And Chang-ge was still unknowingly rubbing against the dragon’s reverse scale.
He pressed the gun muzzle to Xiao Yinnian’s temple:
“I’ll say it again. Throw over the things in your hand.”
And so, as soon as his voice fell, he saw a phantom flash by. In the next second, his wrist felt numb, and the gun, along with one of his hands, fell to the ground.
When the blood sprayed out, Chang-ge’s brain was still stuck at the moment he wanted to snatch Xiao Ji’s keys.
And very soon, Xiao Ji picked up the gun from the ground, pushed away the severed hand still clutching the gun, and fired several shots continuously at Chang-ge’s limbs.
It was Xiao Yinnian who first regained his senses and hurriedly stopped him:
“That’s enough. We have to leave before he dies.”
Lin Chuan had said that killing people would bring retribution.
If Chang-ge died before they left, it would likely add more trouble.
Xiao Ji stopped, thought for a moment, knocked the child unconscious with one palm, placed him on the bed, and went upstairs pulling Xiao Yinnian.
The mistress had been out for quite a while.
Xiao Ji and Xiao Yinnian had almost just gone upstairs when Su Wan’s shout came from downstairs:
“Hurry, Xiao Ji! We were discovered. Lin Chuan was hacked to death by Ding Xiu. She’s coming back right away!”
Xiao Yinnian’s heart skipped a beat: “Lin Chuan was hacked to death?!”
Su Wan shouted while running upstairs:
“He said he’s fine! He told me to tell you that you have a way to save him!”
Xiao Ji looked at that large bunch of keys. Just as he had no choice and was about to break the door by force if necessary, the Long-tailed Shrike flew over and pecked at a copper-yellow key in his hand.
Xiao Ji picked up that key and inserted it into the keyhole. When he opened the door, he saw an altar, on which was placed Cao Jiu’s memorial tablet.
Above the tablet was a female corpse in a wedding dress hanging from the roof beam.
Under the tablet, by the corner of the table, was a jar.
Stuffed inside the jar was a small corpse. That corpse was holding a long-rotted rat in its arms.
Su Wan ran upstairs and shared key information concisely:
“We heard the conversation between Ding Xiu and Old Master Cao. That little girl’s biological father isn’t Cao Jiu; it’s Old Master Cao.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Yinnian saw Ding Xiu’s figure downstairs, carrying a long knife, heading straight upstairs, but Lin Chuan was nowhere to be seen.
Xiao Ji turned his head: “Did you bring the whistle from the nursing home?”
Hearing this, Xiao Yinnian hurriedly took out that whistle from his pocket. Before he could ask the reason, he blew it hard.
Translator’s Note: “Dragon’s reverse scale” (龍的逆鱗) refers to a spot on a dragon’s throat that, if touched, causes the dragon to kill the offender. It’s a classic idiom for a person’s “sore spot” or the person they protect most.
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