The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 580 Family Choice
It was already the Yin hour.

Wang Dongdong collected his thoughts and looked towards the sky at dawn, only to see the blood dragon leaving a bloody afterimage on the horizon.

"Want to go out?" A calm voice sounded from behind her.

Wang Dongdong looked back and saw a figure standing by the door in the shadows - it was her uncle.

He is also the ruler of the Wang family in Chang'an - Prince Taifu Wang Gechuan.

Wang Dongdong was not surprised.

She clenched her fists slightly and asked softly, "Then...can you let me out?"

Wang Gechuan smiled and said, "Chang'an is under curfew at this time. It is not up to me to decide whether you can go out or not."

"You know that's not what I meant."

Wang Dongdong's gaze turned to the open door, the padlock still hanging there, and his tone gradually became colder.

"Of course, another reason is that I don't want you to get involved in any of the parties tonight and cause unnecessary trouble to the Wang family." Wang Gechuan said.

He looked at Wang Dongdong, his eyes becoming stern: "Do you know why the Wang family has been able to stand for hundreds of years?"

Wang Dongdong bit his lips and remained silent.

Wang Gechuan sighed and continued, "It all depends on our Wang family's ability to assess the situation and know when to take action. We always take the survival of our family as our primary goal and will never easily stand on the wrong side."

He stared at Wang Dongdong with cold eyes, "You must not be as stupid as your uncle. He was so hot-headed that he did something that would harm the entire Wang family."

Wang Dongdong's heart suddenly tightened, and he asked in a trembling voice: "So, you killed him yourself?"

She remembered that she had originally followed the instructions of that "world" to visit this member of the Wang family who made her feel that something was wrong.

That is my uncle Wang Yingchuan, who was the secretary of the Dali Temple.

As soon as he arrived at his uncle's yard, Wang Dongdong saw his uncle walking out in a hurry.

He quickly hid in the corner and watched quietly.

My aunt's anxious voice chased after me: "Wang Yingchuan, come back here. Chang'an is under curfew. Do you still want to go out?"

"I'm sorry, Si'er, I have to do this..."

My uncle's voice was soft and intermittent, but also firm.

"I'm afraid... I'm the only one who can do this. No one else can stop... these crazy people."

"There are so many people in the Dali Temple. Is there anything that a mere temple official like you has to do on your day off?"

There was a hint of confusion in my aunt's voice.

"Si'er, right now... I can't tell you. As long as you know, I just want to protect you and Jue'er."

Finally, my uncle emphasized: "Wait for me."

"Does big brother know?" Aunt asked anxiously.

"Big brother will never know. We must not let him——"

Before he could finish his words, his uncle suddenly stopped.

Wang Dongdong's heart tightened. He was about to stick his head out to see what was going on, but suddenly he heard a woman's scream.

"Big brother-"

The sound stopped abruptly before it could even rise higher.

Wang Dongdong felt an ominous premonition rising in his heart. In panic, he dared not make a sound. He could only curl up in the corner and cover his mouth tightly.

After a while, when she heard everything was quiet, she tiptoed out of the corner and entered her uncle's yard.

The yard was quiet. My uncle's body was lying on the ground, and my aunt had fallen beside him. Her eyes were wide open, full of shock and confusion.

Of course I would be shocked.

Wang Dongdong silently recalled his aunt's last words and suddenly understood a lot.

She followed her habit from the Patrol Department and couldn't help but look at the two bodies with a scrutinizing gaze.

Finally, his eyes fell on his uncle's clenched fist.

She bent down to get a better look.

Then he slowly stretched out his hand, tried hard to pry open his gradually stiff fingers, and took out a key.

The word "prison" was faintly engraved on the key.

Wang Dongdong was just about to pick it up for a closer look when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. His vision went black and he lost consciousness.

When Wang Dongdong woke up again, it was almost Yin time. The door was locked.

But for some reason, the spiritual message was not taken away.

Perhaps this person never thought that Wang Dongdong could still contact others.

Until later, a blood dragon appeared in the sky over Chang'an.

She had a premonition.

The crisis is probably not far away.

At this time, the door was opened.

Perhaps Wang Gechuan had finished his business, perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps because he wanted to get rid of Wang Dongdong completely, he finally came to her room and opened the door.

He did not deny that Wang Dongdong accused him of killing his biological brother.

Wang Gechuan sighed and said, "Your uncle is too reckless. He wants to interfere in things that he shouldn't interfere in. He doesn't know how to weigh the pros and cons at all."

Wang Dongdong's face darkened: "What do you mean by things that shouldn't be interfered with?"

"He doesn't know that some things are not for him to decide." Wang Gechuan shook his head, a look of regret and sorrow, "He doesn't understand that the situation in Chang'an cannot be shaken by a small character like him."

"No, you're wrong! Uncle...he was trying to stop something from happening!"

Wang Dongdong suddenly reacted and remembered the conversation between his uncle and aunt at that time, and suddenly came to his senses.

"Moreover, it is related to the Dali Temple Prison, and it is also related to you."

Her gaze became more determined as she looked at this uncle who seemed very strange to her.

"What are you going to do?"

"Could it be... those strange people in the Dali Temple Prison?"

Wang Dongdong finally connected everything together and his face gradually turned pale.

"Not bad." Wang Gechuan nodded and said, "As expected, Wang Dongdong is the one I think is the most promising among the younger generation of the Wang family. It seems that he has gained a lot from two years of experience outside!"

"You... have chosen a dangerous path!" Wang Dongdong's voice trembled.

Wang Gechuan smiled, walked out of the shadows step by step, his pale face revealed in the morning light outside the window, and approached her.

Behind him, a vague shadow began to gradually emerge.

There were countless eyes in the phantom, opening and closing from time to time, and there were more eyes spreading all over the body, like strange lumps.

Wang Dongdong looked at Wang Gechuan's appearance and finally understood that the head of the Chang'an Wang family had become a strange person.

"When did you change? Was it a natural change? Or... was it intentional?"

Wang Gechuan looked at the countless extra pupils on his body, felt the power contained in them, and said with a smug smile: "This? Of course it's intentional."

“This is power without a limit.”

"Today, we will break this blocked old world and establish a new order."

Wang Gechuan laughed wildly, then stopped smiling and looked at Wang Dongdong with a sinister and cold look.

"In short, you can't go out for the time being. Once the new order is established, you will know that what I did today was right!"

Wang Dongdong felt sick when he heard this.

But the feeling of uneasiness spread in my heart again, and I suddenly remembered that three hours had passed, so...

"Those weird people...where are they?" she asked with a pale face.

Wang Gechuan smiled and said, "Since you can't get out anyway, I might as well tell you that the whole Chang'an... is now a strange place."

"You did it?" Wang Dongdong's face turned pale, thinking of the key, "Did you really release the strange man in the Dali Temple Prison?"

"Oh, no, no, no, that's not the case. I don't need to do anything." Wang Gechuan shrugged. "I just need to ensure my loyalty and not take action easily until the last minute."

"This is the important lesson I, as the head of the Wang family, am teaching you, Dongdong."

Wang Dongdong could no longer listen to Wang Gechuan's words. His mind was full of chaotic thoughts.

"The one who did it is probably..."

"The senior officials of Dali Temple? For example..."

A person emerged in my mind—Senior Sister Lin Shuying’s father, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple.

Could it be him?