Chapter 1376: Chapter 874:
Yang Xiao was immersed in his memories, wondering if he had ever encountered a man with a red mark on the back of his hand, but he couldn’t pinpoint the identity of this person.
The first person Yang Xiao thought of was that young Sect Master, whom he had met in the secret chamber of Ru Lin Academy. He remembered that the man had a scholarly air, very pale skin, and distinct finger joints, but no markings.
"Do you remember what the hand of the person who killed me looked like? Was it very thin, like a skeleton?" Yang Xiao pressed, speculating whether the person was from Withered Bone Pavilion, especially that elusive Master of Bone Pavilion.
But Su Tingting shook her head, indicating that although her memory was vague, she would have remembered if the hand was as thin as a skeleton.
If the hand wasn’t skeletal, it couldn’t have been from the Withered Bone Pavilion. Yang Xiao had many friends and enemies, and he couldn’t immediately ascertain who had killed him.
He had no doubt that Su Tingting wasn’t lying to him, as he hadn’t told anyone about the Feng Family Mansion incident, and Su Tingting must have visited, otherwise, she couldn’t have known so much, especially about the Nine-layered Demon Tower submerged at the lake’s bottom.
The Ghost Opera Robe... more accurately, the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes, one of the Innate Nine Treasures, had a peculiar foresight ability. Yang Xiao had narrowly escaped death several times thanks to the Ghost Dream’s hints.
And that Nine-layered Demon Tower submerged in the lake was related to the Opera Robe Ghost, which was confirmed by Su Tingting’s experiences.
For some reason, she had entered a Ghost Dream, uncontrollably drifting to the lake’s bottom where the Nine-layered Demon Tower was, and what happened afterward, Yang Xiao didn’t know, but she, too, apparently gained some foresight ability.
Su Tingting had seen many fragmented scenes, including those of herself, Kuang Hongyi, and Yang Xiao’s death scene.
Kuang Hongyi was killed by the Lamp-carrying Little Ghost, which had been verified.
And it seemed Su Tingting fell to her death from a high, rusty iron ladder, whereas Yang Xiao met his end at the hands of a mysterious person with a red mark on the back of their left hand.
The person stood inside the door, backlit, making it impossible to discern their face clearly.
"Mr. Chu, you must be careful, this dream is unusual, I’m worried it might become reality!" Su Tingting, seeing Yang Xiao remain silent, suddenly reached out and grasped Yang Xiao’s arm resting on the dining table.
Interrupted this way, Yang Xiao snapped back to reality and posed a very reasonable question, "How do you know these futures might become reality? Is it your sixth sense?"
"No, no, no, this dream is very bizarre, I’ve dreamed the same dream for several nights in a row!" Su Tingting’s eyes were puffy, her expression on the verge of collapsing.
At this point, Yang Xiao didn’t want to distress her further. He glanced at the large luggage beside the table, including a large suitcase, packed quilts and pillows, and a rice cooker with a broken white exterior, "Are you planning to leave Rongcheng with so many things?"
"Yes, I’ll buy a ticket shortly, hoping to catch the morning train." Su Tingting’s voice was much quieter.
"Thank you for staying a few extra days for me, but why is your phone off?" Yang Xiao knew Su Tingting wanted to warn him about the Ghost Dream in person, urging him to be cautious.
Mentioning the phone, Su Tingting’s face turned somewhat tense. She reached for the phone on the table, intending to take it away, "It’s nothing, the battery was low, so..."
This excuse was too feeble. Yang Xiao directly took Su Tingting’s phone, and upon turning it on, saw dozens of missed calls, all from the same number, labeled as Boss Huang.
Before Yang Xiao could make sense of it, suddenly, the phone started vibrating again; Boss Huang was calling again.
"Don’t, don’t answer! This Boss Huang is a bad person!" Su Tingting nervously tried to snatch the phone back, but Yang Xiao had already pressed to answer.
"Su Tingting, come back immediately and finish your classes. I’m telling you, we have a contract; if I don’t see you by tonight, I’m going to your house! I’ll demand your parents pay the penalty fee, you hear?!"
The voice on the other side was that of a middle-aged man, speaking rudely, almost causing Yang Xiao’s ears to hurt.
"Who are you?" Yang Xiao asked calmly.
The other party, realizing the person had changed, seemed even more provoked, "Who are you? Give the phone to Su Tingting, I’m telling you, if she doesn’t come back and obediently finish her classes according to the contract, this won’t end well!"
Seeing the conversation was going nowhere, Yang Xiao simply hung up the phone, realizing this was the reason Su Tingting had turned off her phone; it seemed she had gotten into trouble.
Perhaps feeling embarrassed for being unmasked, Su Tingting’s puffy eyes filled with tears immediately, attracting the night shift employee to crane their neck toward them.
"Don’t cry, what’s going on?" Yang Xiao comforted, "Do you owe him money?"
This Boss Huang spoke with a lisp and had a dialect accent, Yang Xiao could only catch the gist, but the tone was displeasing to him.
"Mr. Chu, please don’t get involved in this, this Boss Huang isn’t a good person, he has influence, people above him in Rongcheng," Su Tingting sobbed.
Yang Xiao chuckled at this, "It’s fine, you can tell me. In Rongcheng, I also have some friends, and my friends don’t have people above them as he does."
Although they had previously dealt with the Ghost Lantern incident together, for confidentiality, Su Tingting did not know Yang Xiao’s identity.
After some comforting, Su Tingting sniffled and told him that she graduated from an art academy this year and found a job at an art training institution as a teacher, where Boss Huang was the owner of that institution.
