Xiaomei welcomed me into the living room and told me that Boss Shi was not at home when he went out to talk about business, and only Miss was alone in the upstairs bedroom. I was worried about Shi Mengya's safety, and I didn't care that the clothes on my body were still dripping, so I begged Xiaomei to lead me upstairs immediately.

When the bedroom door opened, I was pleasantly surprised to find that Shi Mengxing was reclining on the bed in the soft light. She woke up, though her face was still pale!

I hurriedly stepped forward to say hello to her, but Shi Mengya didn't seem to see me and didn't pay attention to me at all. Encountering her snub, looking at her noble and beautiful face, a kind of inferiority quietly came to my heart.

Xiaomei whispered on the side: "Mr. Ling, don't be so loud. Although the young lady woke up, she had not spoken for the past few days, as if she could not see. The Taoist priest told the old man that the young lady's life was worry-free for the time being, and it might be the reason why Mr. Ling had found a hundred-year-old female corpse. ”

Xiaomei's words reminded me at once, and I hurriedly asked about the whereabouts of Daoist Yunmeng. But Xiaomei's answer disappointed me, after Shi Mengya recovered her vital signs, Daoist Yunmeng never appeared in the Shi family again.

Originally, I still had strong suspicions about Daoist Yunmeng, but now that I see that Shi Mengya's situation has recovered a lot, the suspicion of him in my heart has almost disappeared. Maybe in a few supernatural incidents, I can find the traces of Daoist Yunmeng, because he, like me, knows the Dao and inadvertently gets involved!

I thought of the Qing Dynasty female corpse under the coffin in the coffin, and it seemed that this was the key reason why Shi Mengya recovered her vital signs. It's just that her current state, like a vegetative state, also makes me anxious.

I suspect that maybe it was the female corpse who shared the curse of the Yin and Yang Seven Evil Coffins to allow Shi Mengya to survive, but in order for her to fully recover, I still had to prevent the last Yu Hengxing on the Yin Yang Seven Evil Coffins from returning to her place, that is, not letting the girl named Zhang Yu die.

But in the vast sea of people, where can I find Zhang Yu? Although I asked Xiao Liuzi for help, and he also helped me check the household registration information, after all, because the population is too mobile now, Xiao Liuzi can't find out Zhang Yu's current whereabouts.

Just as I was looking at Shi Mengya's pale and pretty face in a daze, thinking about my thoughts, Xiaomei gently touched my arm and motioned me to leave Shi Mengya's room, so as not to disturb Shi Mengya's recuperation.

I reluctantly turned around one step at a time, looking at Shi Mengya who was quietly reclining on the bed, and I couldn't help but feel like a knife. Suddenly, an inconspicuous thing quietly floated down in front of my eyes.

I was shocked, thinking that Shi Mengya's room had something unclean, and I suddenly felt like a great enemy. But I quickly glanced around the room and found nothing out of the ordinary.

Although there was an extremely strong yin qi enveloping this room, at the same time, there was a force that was resisting it, and that should be the spell laid by the head of the Cloud Dream Dao. Thinking that the cultivation of Yunmeng Dao was obviously more than a cut above me, I breathed a sigh of relief.

On the floor, a small card lay quietly. This must be what just fell in front of my eyes. It's just so weird, the room is closed all around, and there is no wind, how does it fall down?

Suspicious, I bent down and picked up the card. Before I could see the inner house above, Xiaomei was whispering to me to leave the lady's boudoir quickly.

I followed Xiaomei back to the living room, and after Xiaomei asked me to sit down, she handed me an umbrella and said with a smile: "Mr. Ling, thank you for coming to visit my young lady." It's just that the boss is not at home today, so it's inconvenient to keep you here. It's raining heavily, so go home with this umbrella. ”

Xiaomei politely gave the eviction order, and I had no room to refuse for this reason. I had to thank you, hold the umbrella, leave the Shi family, and return to the rain screen.

I looked around, because the place where the Shi family was located was all small villas, and there were no hotels or anything around. The bus didn't come, and occasionally a taxi was whistling with its lights flashing.

I held an umbrella in one hand, lit a cigarette, and stood quietly in the rain waiting. Suddenly, I thought of the small card I got from Shi Mengya's room, and I couldn't help but be curious, so I quickly took it out and looked at it seriously by the dim street lights.

This is a membership card of a literary club called 'Silk Road', which only writes the address and time of the event, but does not sign the member's name.

I thought of Shi Mengya's identity as an editor of supernatural stories, so this little card may be a voucher for her to get together and communicate with friends who also like literature! There is no signature on it, and it is estimated that the scale of this Silk Road Literary Society is not small, and many new and old members may not know each other.

A worthless card, when I was about to throw it away, I suddenly thought that this was Shi Mengya's thing, I picked it up casually, it already seemed unkind, if I threw it away, in case Shi Mengya woke up, I couldn't find this membership card, when I faced her in the future, wouldn't I always be ashamed in my heart?

The goddess's things, even if it's a useless little piece of paper, I have to take care of them like a treasure! I was putting the card in my bag when suddenly the umbrella in my hand blew in the wind and almost flew out, and a few raindrops hit my face.

After straightening the umbrella again, I suddenly thought of the black umbrella that the girl was holding on the bus, and I couldn't help but be shocked. 'Silk Road Literature Society'! I said, how do you feel a little familiar with these words, it turns out that where the girl got off the bus, there is such a neon sign on the street opposite.

I suddenly hit him and thought of the card that had fallen in front of my eyes for no reason in the closed boudoir of Shi Mengya.

This is also too strange, the card can fall without wind, and the girl who hit the evil spirit is holding that ominous black umbrella and walking towards the Silk Road Literature Society, could it be that all this is the will of God?

Could it be that there is a force in the shadows that is guiding me to the 'Silk Road Literature Society'? If this is really the case, then, the girl I met on the bus was very likely to be the Zhang Yu I was looking for, that is, the last link on the curse of the Yin and Yang Seven Evil Coffins.

Although this idea seems strange, I have experienced a series of strange things, and I have not had much opportunity to hesitate. Whether it is or not, I must go to the Silk Road Literature Society, if the girl is really there, then, my conjecture will be confirmed.

Just then, a taxi with empty lights on drove up in front of me. I waved and before the car could stop, I slipped headlong into the back seat.

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