The chapel was dimly lit, a huge gold cross hung from the altar in front, and the high windows were beautifully painted with red, yellow, blue, and purple stained glass. She dipped her fingers in holy water, knelt down, and drew a cross on her chest. At this moment, an old woman dressed in black knelt on the edge of the holy water plate, twisted a silver-white prayer bead, and prayed with all her heart. Her face was skinny and boneless, and her chin was particularly pointed, like a witch in a picture. The more Yingzi looked, the more scared she became. The old woman raised her head and said in a hoarse voice, "Please ...... with holy water", although Yingzi was a little flustered, but then she was ruthless, took off the necklace and handed it to the old woman. The old woman counted the black beads slowly, and then said in her fierce voice, "Come with me, girl!"

The old woman hunched her waist and straightened her jaw as she walked with an old, not very bright step. He swayed and walked out the door. Yingzi suddenly remembered the story of the fairy tale in which the witch used bewitchery to abduct the princess, and wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but reading what Lang Xiaobai said in the letter, she had to grit her teeth and persevere. It was dusk, and the street lamps on the street were glowing blue and white, and a little farther away from the lamps it was pitch black.

The old woman came to the island in the Dongjiang River. When she came to a bend in a secluded street, she stopped abruptly, and then said:

"Well, this is the place, girl." As she spoke, she pointed to a room with her chin, and then bent over again, stepping away from her two old and ungraceful legs, and walking home.

Yingzi looked up at the room. It was a shop specializing in antiques, the name of the shop was "Pan Kee Antiques", and the owner's name was Pan Ji. Above the name of the store is a protruding second-floor window, and a statue of Guan Gong is tilted forward, as if it could fall down at any moment.

Yingzi mustered up her courage and stepped into the house. The storefront is full of antiques and thrift goods, and the owner, Panji, is looking through the ledger. Although the boss is not very old, his face is ugly, his eyes are erratic, and he looks very vicious, as if he is secretly doing bad things that will not see the light of day.

"Please come in, please come in." Boss Panji said.

"Give me back the gold and jade pendant! That gold antique inlaid with ruby!"

"Huh!" He was so frightened that his face was as dead as ashes and said, "I didn't ...... There is no jade pendant you want. Eiko took off her coat and pulled out a whip made of corduroy from her pocket. Seeing everything in front of him, Pan Xu's face immediately turned pale with fright.

"Sky blue top...... Feathered hat ...... Black bead necklace...... Mistress you're back? Ah, are you a man or a ghost......" he cried out, laughing maniacally, and then fell into his chair and fainted.

However, Yingzi remembered the contents of Lang Xiaobai's letter and stared at him silently. It wasn't long before Pan Ji struggled to wake up, opened his eyelids, and wiped the sweat from his head.

"Give me back the golden jade pendant, it belongs to me, it is an heirloom left by my mother. Yingzi's voice rose up. Panji trembled, and said in a very depressed manner, "In that case, I will not deceive you anymore." I'll give you the golden jade pendant. But I'm going to tell you something, and I can't let anyone else hear it. He stood up and closed the door, then turned to face Eiko, baring his fangs and laughing wildly.

"Humph! You've fallen for me this time, and it's impossible to run if you want to. ”

He screamed like a devil as he drew his pistol and pointed it at Eiko's chest.

Frightened, Yingzi retreated until she reached the door, then hid her hand behind her back and quietly twisted the handle of the door, intending to open the door and escape, but the door was already locked.

"Help!" She couldn't help but scream.