Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Xia Wange immediately sat up straight, asking in shock, "Not awake? Has anyone checked on him? Do they know the details?"

Du Yun shook his head. "I don't know the specifics. All I know is that this master went to the meeting alone. He went to the bridge, which was already closed off, in the middle of the night, while the others waited below. They saw the master jump off the bridge and he hasn't woken up since."

Xia Wange pondered for a moment, "He just hasn't woken up?"

"Yes." Du Yun nodded. "Because everyone was waiting down there, as soon as they saw the master jump into the river, they rushed to save him. That's all."

"We've probably tried all the basic methods of calling back the soul, but if he still hasn't woken up, we might need to try a different approach." After saying that, Xia Wange looked at Du Yun, "That guy from last time, the one we encountered the night we scattered his ashes, the one who seemed lost, have you found any CCTV footage of him?"

"Sun Cheng." Du Yun remembered this name particularly clearly because he had called the wrong soul at the time. "That's what I wanted to say. There happened to be a surveillance camera on the roadside that captured it. I used some connections to see it, but it's not easy to copy it. So I'll tell you the story. After Sun Cheng jumped off the bridge, he was swept away by the water for a while. He swam to the shore by himself, and then inexplicably fell backward into the river. That's when you saved him."

Xia Wange remained silent.

Du Yun asked somewhat anxiously, "Did you see anything?"

"No," Xia Wange said, "but I have a tiny clue."

Du Yun said, "Because this master has run into trouble, the person in charge has sent out invitations to all the prominent masters in the area. The news of people jumping off bridges is still being suppressed, but it may not be able to be suppressed for a while."

After saying that, Du Yun's expression turned smug. "Sister Xia, I have some connections with this developer. I know you haven't made a name for yourself yet, so how about I get you a poster to help you gain some exposure?"

Just as Xia Wange was about to speak, her phone vibrated. It was a message from her newly recognized junior apprentice.

[Uncle Xia, are you free tomorrow night? I have a favor to ask, but I'm out of town and can't go myself. Could you please go in my place? You may have heard about the bridge suicide incident. Last night, a friend of mine surnamed Li went to check on it and was injured and didn't wake up. They're brainstorming ideas there, hoping to gather everyone's strength to solve this problem.]

Xia Wange was about to send an "OK" message, but she stopped before clicking send. Restricted by her status as an elder, she thought for a moment and sent an "Okay" message followed by a handshake emoji.

The other side quickly responded with a fist-and-palm emoji.

"How about it, Sister Xia? It's nothing, I can handle it." Du Yun said, beaming.

"No need," Xia Wange said. "My junior apprentice has given me face. I'll go directly tomorrow night."

"I'll go with you." Lu Qiu, who hadn't spoken until now, finally said, "I'll go with you tomorrow night."

Xia Wange was taken aback for a moment. "It's very fierce. You might easily encounter ghosts, monsters, or ghosts and the like."

"I'll go with you," Lu Qiu said decisively. "I'm not afraid of any of this."

"Oh..." Xia Wange drew out the last syllable, "Alright then, since you're not afraid, it would be best if you came with me."

"I'll go too." Du Yun raised her hand. "Sister Xia, we should never forget those who helped us when we had the chance, so please take me with you."

"Aren't you afraid anymore?" Xia Wange asked.

Du Yun fawned, "Hehe, what's there to be afraid of with you here? Just show me around. To be honest, it's only after spending these few days with you that I've truly grasped the essence of the world."

"Materialism and scientific development are the origin of the world," Xia Wange corrected. "By the way, the place where Sun Cheng fell into the water for the second time is very close to the place where we scattered his ashes last time, right?"

"Yes, it's around there."

Xia Wange nodded and said nothing more.

Instead, he curled up on the sofa, put on his headphones, and ignored everything else. However, when he got off work that day, he took a bracelet from Lu Qiu.

In the middle of the night, Xia Wange rode her motorcycle, carrying a speaker on her back, and quickly arrived at the place where ashes had been scattered in the distance from the bridge. Holding the Bluetooth speaker, she used a compass to find an open space, stuck a few nails into the ground, and quickly tied a simple talisman array with thread.

Then Xia Wange put the speaker inside and started playing "The Story of the Chain". This is the song that was sung by the thing that Du Yun summoned when he messed up the soul-calling last time. The person who sang the lyrics was Dong Zhuo.

After a while, Xia Wange used her third eye but found nothing unusual.

After thinking for a while, Xia Wange guessed that it might be because the music was too good that it didn't work. So she moved the speaker away and stood in the middle. She flipped through the pages for a while, looking for opera lyrics that were easy to sing. After thinking about it, she realized that she only knew one song, "Singing Peking Opera Masks".

If someone who loves traditional opera sings something else terribly, even a ghost would find it unbearable.

So Xia Wange started singing, and even deliberately changed the lyrics.

"Dou Erdun with the blue face stole the imperial horse, Guan Yu with the red face fought the big fool. Dian Wei with the yellow face, Cao Cao with the white face, and Zhang Fei with the black face—hahahahaha—cough cough cough cough."

Xia Wange coughed a few times after choking on her saliva, then continued, "Ah—ah~ ah ah ah ah ah ha ah—ah ah."

She glanced at the lyrics again, but before she could continue singing, the river in front of her changed. Gradually, a gray soul coalesced and slowly floated over in an extremely hoarse voice, "What kind of behavior is this? What kind of behavior is this!"

Xia Wange continued singing while retreating. When the gray soul floated into the array she had set up beforehand, she lightly raised her fingers, quickly chanted an incantation, and softly exclaimed, "Freeze!"

So the soul stopped in the middle of the formation. Although it could not move forward, it still muttered "What kind of behavior is this!"

Xia Wange crossed her arms and circled the spirit once. Strangely, just like last time, she still couldn't find anything wrong. It was just an obsession, without any fierceness or resentment, and it hadn't harmed anyone. Could it be that her thinking was off? Was it really just a coincidence that Du Yun possessed her last time?

She thought this soul was a vengeful spirit that she had mistaken for something else.

Thinking of this, Xia Wange looked at the bridge in the distance. The bridge is closed at night and guarded by many people. She could say she would try to go and take a look, but it might cause too much of a commotion.

She had crossed that bridge during the day and hadn't found anything wrong. After thinking for a moment, Xia Wange decided that she would have to check with everyone tomorrow night to see what was going on.

Thinking this, Xia Wange dismantled the formation, allowing the soul, still clinging to its obsession, to depart.

But to her utter surprise, that soul just wouldn't leave!

He was still muttering, "What kind of behavior is this! What kind of behavior is this! How could they do this!"

Xia Wange: "..."