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Chapter 583 Infiltration
Zhou You stood there, watching helplessly as the man's body swelled up and then burst like a balloon.

Numerous filth, including intestinal blood plasma and some colorful things, exploded and scattered all over the ground in an instant.

however.

Everything stopped abruptly when it was less than half an inch in front of Zhou You.

It was as if an invisible barrier had blocked everything—then, flames erupted, and in the blink of an eye, everything was engulfed in the burning flames.

A few seconds later, all traces of 'Yamashita Ryuya' were reduced to a pile of ashes scattered by the wind.

However, Zhou You's expression did not relax. Instead, he closed his eyes and used the remaining dust as ink to quickly draw talismans in mid-air.

Within the unseen and mysterious workings of cause and effect, a barely perceptible thread was discovered and then stirred—

The next moment, Zhou You locked onto the line and then went straight up!

Given just three or four breaths, he could go with the flow and use this thread of cause and effect to find the original owner's location directly!
Otherwise.

Just as he climbed onto the line, a foreign object suddenly climbed up at the same time.

The feeling of that stuff was indescribable; it was obscure, viscous, and carried a deep stench of decay. At first glance, it looked just like the silt at the bottom of a pool.

Immediately afterwards, the thread that had just been found was abruptly bitten off by the foreign object.

Only a soft, almost murmuring sound could be heard.
"Huangquanjin"

The newly drawn talisman twisted instantly and then dissipated.

Zhou You also opened his eyes instantly and furrowed his brows.

"That thing just now... was it divine power, like that of immortals or Buddhas? But Japan... no, this place always has gods, but the problem is..."

Zhou You scratched his head, completely baffled—but at least one thing was certain.

That's it. It's definitely not a stalker issue.

Zhou You took out his phone and scrolled through it for a while before finally finding the phone number Hu Shuang had given him. Without caring whether it was working hours or not, he dialed the number directly.

Otherwise.

After waiting for a long time, all I heard was a busy signal.

"."

A sense of unease welled up inside Zhou You, and he tried several more times, but none of the calls went through.

He knew that Hu Shuang was quite busy with work and often set her to Do Not Disturb mode, but wasn't this situation a bit too coincidental?
After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhou You scrolled down the phone number a few more times and then dialed again.

This time the call connected, and soon an impatient voice came from the other end.

"Who is it? Don't you know I'm busy? What do you want?"

Hearing this voice, Zhou You actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Hu Shuang had forced him to record Aida Maki's phone number for work convenience, but unexpectedly it has come in handy now.

Since this guy was able to get through, it proves that Hu Shuang, his personal makeup artist, is definitely alright.

"Miss Aida? It's me."

It was just two simple words, but the person on the other end of the phone sounded as if they had eaten shit, and even their voice became several degrees worse.

"It's you? Didn't you already finish the handover? Why are you calling again? I only let you off this time because of Sister Hu. If you keep calling to harass me like this, I'll report you for harassment to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Ignoring the other party's impatience, Zhou You continued.

"We can talk about the Metropolitan Police Department issue later. I want to ask you something first: Is Hu Shuang with you?"

"Sister Hu? He's been incredibly busy lately, he's resting in the break room right now. Wait, I'm telling you, you're not thinking of trying to eat a swan, are you? Someone like you, with your looks, does that even deserve him?"

Zhou You ignored her difficult questioning, took a deep breath, and then spoke.

"Hear me, I've found your former stalker. I initially thought you'd just messed with someone, and they wanted to teach you a lesson—but it seems that's not the case. There's even divine intervention involved. If you want to live, do as I say."

however.

His words were abruptly interrupted.

"God? Buddha? No, are you out of your mind? It's the 21st century, and you still believe in this stuff? Besides, the abbot of Ryōan-ji Temple is right here. Isn't he much better than some nobody like you? I'm warning you, if you harass me or my makeup artist again, I really will call the police."

After I finished speaking, I heard a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

When Zhou You tried to call back, he discovered that he had been blacklisted.

According to his usual practice, he wouldn't even bother to save someone who was courting death—besides, this place was in Japan and not under his jurisdiction, so he would just pack up and leave.

However.
As I said before, given his friendship with Hu Shuang, he really couldn't just ignore her—he had to at least get the girl out of there first.

After folding his arms and pondering for a while, Zhou You suddenly remembered the interview he had just received on screen.

Then, his eyes slowly brightened.

—Well, here comes the idea!
That night.

Kyoto Kamiqingan.

While this place may not be the most luxurious residence in Kyoto, it boasts a history of over 400 years—starting as a small wooden hut and evolving into a renowned clubhouse that is famous throughout Kyoto. Its rich heritage is second to none. The manager who works here can even proudly say: "Every brick and every floorboard here is filled with traces of history."

Although not explicitly stated in the words, it was implicitly implied.

Compared to us, those luxury hotels are nothing!

But tonight, Shangsong Temple has put up a sign saying it is closed to guests.

The reason is simple: this place has been booked out for the day and we are not accepting any other visitors.

The awards ceremony ended a few hours ago, and Aida Maki, the big star, undoubtedly won the crown. However, the usual banquet still had to be held afterwards—after all, the guests from high society and the big shots in the film industry had to exchange pleasantries, make some exchanges of benefits, or just chat for a few minutes before it could be considered completely over.

As a venue specifically for entertaining wealthy politicians, the security at Shangsongan is extremely tight—there are all kinds of cameras and infrared devices everywhere, and you have to go through identity verification every time you pass through an area. In addition, a large number of security guards patrol continuously to ensure that there are no blind spots.

Ordinary criminals would never be able to break through this place unless they assemble a group of people with heavy firepower.

—Of course, these are normal criminals.

Zhou You stood in front of the bathroom sink, straightened his clothes, looked at the unfamiliar face in the mirror, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Although the security here is indeed tight, it is not difficult for him to sneak in—he just needs to use an invisibility talisman to sneak into the outer perimeter, lure out a waiter before entering the infrared zone, knock him unconscious in the toilet, and then use the disguise skills of all sorts of people to change his appearance. In this way, he becomes a different person.

He coughed lightly twice, recalling what he'd overheard the guy saying, then adjusted his tone, hung a "Under Repair" sign on the toilet stall, and walked out with his chest puffed out and a leisurely air. This time, he only needed to do two things.

1. Find Hu Shuang.

2. Knock them unconscious, carry them away.

Completed.

As for gods and immortals, Japan isn't some remote African tribe. There are always some departments like the Exorcism Bureau, or at the very least, their American daddy helps out. Why should an outsider like him meddle in other people's business?

Inside the hotel.

The formal banquet was drawing to a close. Those who had nothing else to do had already taken their leave, while those who had something to do had found a private room and were off to play games with each other in private.

This actually benefits Zhou You.

Following the example of the others around him, he carried a tray with great practice and, before entering the private room, used a few strands of his hair to easily pick open the door lock, then opened a crack and peered inside.

Several large, white buttocks were bobbing up and down, undoubtedly doing something they loved.

At any other time, Zhou You might have watched with interest for a while, but unfortunately he was busy looking for someone, so he just made a timed talisman, threw it inside, closed the door, and continued walking towards another private room.

but.

When you're busy, there are always some clueless people who come out to bother you.

Just as he was peering into each room, a voice like a duck suddenly rang out.

"Dashan, you bastard, what are you doing loitering around there?!"

Zhou You was stunned for several seconds before he realized that he should be the one being greeted.

He lowered his head, glanced at the name on his name tag, coughed lightly, and when he looked up, he had a timid, smiling face.

"Sorry, I wasn't feeling well, so I spaced out for a moment."

He deliberately made his voice very hoarse and tried to keep his words brief—and the other person didn't seem to care much, instead shoving a bottle of wine into his hand.

"If you're going to die, wait until you're done with today! This is the wine that the customer in the pine forest ordered—he's been waiting impatiently for ages and has already asked me several times. Hurry up and send it over!"

Zhou You shrugged, casually took the item, placed it on the tray in his hand, and then asked a question as if it were unintentional.

"By the way, it seems that Ms. Aida Maki gave some instructions earlier, requiring someone to go over there. She is currently..."

The man who looked like he was in charge said impatiently.

"Xiaojian! Are you out of your mind today? You even forgot this??"

After Zhou You found out the location, he did not head towards the pine forest.

He read the room number word by word, walking further and further away from the main area—it seemed to be a place specifically for VIPs, much quieter and more elegant than other places, and similarly, there were far fewer people.

Once he got here, he couldn't be bothered to keep up the act any longer. He found a secluded corner, opened the obviously expensive bottle of wine, tilted his head back, and downed nearly half of it in one gulp. He then casually poured the rest into an even more expensive flower bed. After that, he loosened his tie, used the "Scenery of the Divine Bait" technique, and focused all his energy on capturing the aroma.

however.

He quickly lowered his brow.

No taste whatsoever.

Or rather, there was nothing else besides the smells of flowers, birds, insects, animals, and the earth and spring water.

However, that is also the problem.

This place is for receiving guests, how could it be completely devoid of human warmth?
Zhou You frowned, his thumb already resting on the Diancang Ring—he would immediately draw his sword at the slightest sign of abnormality—and then he walked forward step by step.

According to the layout of this Shangqing Temple, Xiaojian is not far from him.

But suddenly, he finally sensed something unusual.

It smelled like rust, with a slightly fishy and sweet taste.

Similarly, it was very fresh, with the taste of blood.

He looked up and glanced at the house next door.

The room was brightly lit—unlike the outside, it consisted of standard Japanese-style cubicles—and at first glance, at least from the outside, there was nothing unusual about it.

However, he took a deep breath and opened the sliding door.

The next moment, right before his eyes, he saw a bald man draped in a rockery facing the Buddha statue, seemingly chanting sutras silently.

Although it was just a silhouette, Zhou You could still recognize him—it was the same monk from Long'an Temple whom he had previously met.

He didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, but simply walked over slowly. However, for some reason, the other party did not react at all, not even turning his head, as if he was completely immersed in his Buddhist scriptures.

However, Zhou You's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

The smell of blood was still faint, but for some reason, it became increasingly pungent, to the point that it made people feel somewhat drowsy.

Finally, he arrived in front of the other party.

Similarly, his expression suddenly darkened.

—Judging from his back view, the head monk of Ryōan-ji Temple is indeed without any problems.

However, at this moment, what he saw was a body that had been hollowed out.

Starting from the monk's neck and running down to his abdomen, a huge gash was torn open, revealing only fat, flesh, and pale, gruesome bones—the internal organs had vanished!

Zhou You had met this person before. Compared to himself and the other monsters in the script, this person was indeed far inferior, but at least he had real skills. And now, he had been killed so quietly!
Without any further hesitation, and ignoring the ubiquitous surveillance cameras, Zhou You turned around and ran towards Xiaojian!
With his speed, covering a hundred meters or so would only take him a few breaths. Once he reached the door, he kicked it open with a powerful stomp.

within the room.

Maki Aida was indeed sitting there.

Yes, her lower body was still a beautiful and perfect body, and she was still wearing the deep red dress from the banquet. Her fair and slender hands were placed on her legs, and her posture was natural and relaxed, as if she was simply admiring her own beautiful face.

However.
Right in Zhou You's sight.

At this moment, however, her head had already vanished.

On the slender neck, there was only a smooth horizontal cut, reflecting the bright red, eerily bloodless inner cavity.
For some reason, it reveals a strange and unusual beauty.

(End of this chapter)