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"A white shadow? A ghost?"

Park Bo-soo, standing to the side, sounded somewhat flustered.

"Not necessarily," Lu Changsheng shook his head. "It could be something else entirely. But that means we might need someone to stay and watch over these two wounded."

"Then I'll stay."

Kevin looked at Mark's face, his expression still showing concern.

"I'd also like to trouble Mr. Yamamoto and Mr. Park Bo-soo to stay and take care of things!"

Lu Changsheng nodded, glancing at Yamamoto Ichiro and Park Bo-soo, who were silently pretending to be dead to the side.

The two were taken aback, but upon hearing this good news, they nodded quickly.

We don't know anything right now, and we don't have to go out. Who wouldn't be happy?

After all, the requirement for this instance is simply to survive for seven days.

"Shall the four of us go to the village chief's house?"

Lu Changsheng looked at the others. Cheng Caijun was naturally a given. Lu Changsheng's gaze then fell on An Zhiyu. An Zhiyu nodded. The red-haired Emily's eyes darted around, and she suddenly giggled.

"I won't go; I have some things to take care of."

"it is good."

Lu Changsheng was not surprised, nor did he force him.

He took out two amulets from the system space and handed them to Cheng Caijun, then took out two more and handed them to An Zhiyu.

An Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting it.

But she reacted in the next second, extending her pale fingertips to take the two talismans, and nodded to Lu Changsheng:

"Thanks!"

"fine."

Now the three of them could be considered a small Chinese team. With everything ready, the three of them pushed open the courtyard gate.

The alley outside was deserted, with a thick, oppressive silence, and a faint smell of cigarette ash permeated the air.

The village chief's house is in the middle of the village, some distance from their residential courtyard, but not very far.

The three of them walked quietly toward the center of the village. The doors of the mud-brick houses on both sides were tightly closed, but Lu Changsheng could vaguely sense that countless eyes were watching them through the thin paper windows.

Just two more turns and we'll see the village chief's low, sturdy stone house.

An Zhiyu, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped, raised her hand, and made a shushing gesture.

The two people behind him immediately stopped and looked warily at the corner ahead.

A light, quick footstep sound came from around the corner.

A small, thin figure came through the corner.

It was the little girl named Xiaolian who delivered meat to Lu Changsheng this morning!

She was still wearing that faded red floral cotton jacket, with two pigtails, and her cheeks were rosy. This time, instead of holding a bowl, she was carrying a small, roughly woven bamboo basket, which seemed to contain some bottles.

When she saw Lu Changsheng and the other three, her eyes lit up, and she ran over lightly. She stopped a few steps away from them, looked up at them, and smiled sweetly.

"Brother Lu, it's great to see you again!"

She completely ignored An Zhiyu's cold face and Cheng Caijun's bewildered expression.

Lu Changsheng felt a chill run down his spine, but his face remained impassive:

"Xiao Lian, why are you out alone so late?"

"Brother Lu, I heard from Grandpa that you're sick. I'm on my way to bring you medicine!"

As Xiaolian spoke, she handed the small bamboo basket in her hand forward and lifted the blue floral cloth covering it.

Sure enough, there were two palm-sized, dark earthenware medicine bottles in the basket. The mouths of the bottles were sealed with corks, and there were faded and blurred paper labels on the bottles. You could vaguely make out a distorted character for "medicine".

"Delivering medicine?"

Lu Changsheng's gaze swept over the two medicine bottles, and his vigilance grew even stronger.

They had only been in trouble for a couple of hours, so how did Xiaolian and her so-called "grandfather" know about it and prepare the medicine?

"Yes!"

Xiao Lian's smile was sweet and flawless.

"My grandfather is the village chief. He heard that a guest wasn't feeling well, so he asked me to bring the medicine over. One bottle is for detoxifying and clearing heat, and the other is for stopping bleeding and promoting tissue regeneration. They're really effective!"

The three of them were stunned. Xiaolian's grandfather was actually the village chief?

As Xiaolian spoke, she looked at Lu Changsheng with concern in her large, clear eyes:

"Brother Lu, let me go with you. We can give them the medicine!"

Lu Changsheng did not immediately take it, but asked:

"Xiaolian, how did your grandfather know that one of us was sick?"

Xiaolian blinked, and suddenly a smile appeared on her lips:

"Brother Lu, what do you think?"

Lu Changsheng smiled, his smile unfathomable.

"Brother Lu, could it be that Xiao Lian has planted some kind of spy among you?"

The panicked expression I had imagined for Xiaolian did not appear; instead, she smiled even more brightly.

"Brother Lu is so clever! Here's what we'll do: you answer one question for Xiaolian, and Xiaolian will tell you who the informant is, okay?"

"What's the problem?"

Lu Changsheng raised an eyebrow, not taking the bait.

"Um......"

Xiao Lian's smile remained unchanged, but her clear eyes moved back and forth between Cheng Caijun and An Zhiyu before finally settling on Lu Changsheng.

"Brother Lu, this lady doesn't seem to know you very well. So she's probably not your good friend, right? This person is your good friend, isn't she?"

Xiaolian pointed her finger at Cheng Caijun.

Lu Changsheng's gaze suddenly turned cold.

"Xiao Lian didn't keep her word," he said with a smile, but the smile sent a chill down Cheng Caijun's spine. "These are clearly two separate issues..."

"Then, Brother Lu, please answer my first question first!"

"No, you can't!"

Lu Changsheng touched Xiaolian's pigtails.

"I won't answer a single question from a child who makes a mistake!"

Xiaolian's smile vanished, and her face froze.

Those once clear and innocent eyes flashed with a hint of coldness and anger that was out of place for someone their age, but it vanished in an instant.

She took a half step back, avoiding Lu Changsheng's hand that was reaching for her head, and readjusted her expression, adding just the right amount of grievance and coquettishness.

"Brother Lu is so stingy!"

She pouted, her voice still sweet and soft, but less natural than before, "Xiao Lian was just curious... Since Brother Lu doesn't want to say, then forget it."

"Then I'll go take a look with Brother Lu!"

After Xiaolian finished speaking, without waiting for Lu Changsheng's response, she picked up her small bamboo basket, turned around, and walked quickly toward the courtyard where Lu Changsheng and the others lived. Her steps were light and quick, as if she was certain that Lu Changsheng and the others would follow.

Lu Changsheng and the other two stood there, watching her back.

"What is she doing...?"

Cheng Caijun tried to say something in a low voice, but Lu Changsheng stopped him.

The three of them exchanged glances and glances.

Lu Changsheng's eyes were sharp.

Xiao Lian is definitely a key NPC in this instance, and her motives are far from innocent.

"Follow her and see what she's going to do," Lu Changsheng whispered. "Stay alert."