Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 269, Epilogue (Part Two)

So you've resigned?

Fu Xun looked at Chen Ruolan, in front of her was a plate that had just been emptied.

"Ugh! I finally made it to the position of CFO, only to have it snatched away by a blonde, blue-eyed woman. I was so angry that I quit." She tried her best to sound pitiful, but just as she got to the point of indignation, she snapped her chopsticks in two.

Sweat dripped from Fu Xun's forehead; thankfully, they were disposable chopsticks.

"So what are your plans now?" Jin Ziyue asked, wiping his mouth.

In front of him was a stack of plates almost as tall as Chen Ruolan, no, even one more layer.

Tianyu and Douzi carried the two people's first base tray to the backyard sink and stood silently to the side, not daring to say a word.

They've been eating their earnings for several days now, and Yan Wuxun just stands there grinning like an idiot. If Tianyu had been eating like that, he would have been beaten up long ago.

"Let's play for a few days first, there's no rush for work." Chen Ruolan breathed a sigh of relief after eating and drinking her fill.

She looked around the shop and said, "The environment here is not bad, and it's close to the tram. I'm planning to rent a room next door and move in."

"Huh?" Fu Xun raised an eyebrow.

Yan Wuxun immediately perked up his ears from behind.

"Just here to freeload," Chen Ruolan said matter-of-factly. She turned to look at Yan Wuxun: "Old Yan's cooking is so good, why would I bother cooking for myself? You don't mind, do you? Don't worry, I'll pay! I won't eat for free!"

After saying that, she raised her eyebrows at Yan Wuxun.

Yan Wuxun nodded hesitantly.

Douzi asked curiously, "Will Sister Ruolan be living with us?"

Chen Ruolan scratched his hair, lowered her eyes and said, "Yes, stay for a while, relax for a few days."

"Great!" Douzi exclaimed happily.

Fu Xun glanced at it and muttered, "This woman can probably provide you with 80% of your income."

"Hahaha." Chen Ruolan patted her stomach, not minding Fu Xun's mockery of her being a glutton at all. "What can I do if I'm hungry? It's not like I'm eating and dashing."

No.

Fu Xun glanced at the smirking Yan Wuxun, squinted, and remained silent.

Deep down, I thought, even if you dine and dash, that old sycophant would be happy to oblige.

But in truth, he was well aware of Chen Ruolan's thoughts; women just wouldn't say things like "helping out."

Jin Ziyue remained silent.

In the lighthearted little theater, he was more used to being invisible. Of course, if Fu Qin were there, they would probably be two clumsy, invisible people at this moment.

"Tianyu, how did you deal with the kidnappers? Can you tell us?" Jin Ziyue asked.

“When I was helping in the kitchen, I suddenly heard someone call me out. When I saw him, I found out that he was wearing a white smiling mask. He reminded me that there was a sleeping drug in the ingredients. Before I could warn them, the group of people appeared. I followed them and found that they were just ordinary street kidnappers. I subdued them.”

Jin Ziyue frowned slightly when he heard about the white smiling mask.

"Hey." Fu Xun leaned closer and whispered, "I've seen that mask before. It looks a lot like yours. Could it be someone we knew before?"

Something flashed through Jin Ziyue's mind, but when he tried to think about it carefully, his mind was blank. He covered his head and said, "I don't remember anything."

“But Chu Pingqiu is a cautious person, and he has an ‘organization’ behind him. It’s definitely not just these kinds of methods.” When Jin Ziyue mentioned the “organization,” a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

The information Chu Pingqiu provided was far more complex than what he confessed, so much so that Jin Ziyue considered many possibilities in that instant, which gave him the opportunity to escape.

The task is issued by the organization.

The mission is to destroy the White Walkers.

The White Walkers have infiltrated the Fate Masters.

Then, now, the Fate Master mentions the organization.

In the shadows, a vast conspiracy unfolds like a chessboard before Jin Ziyue's eyes.

The world is a game of chess, and everyone is a piece.

But who are the players in this game?
The emergence of a third force is already imminent. They move between humans and White Walkers, attempting to incite conflict between the two races; this force comprises both humans and White Walkers.

Perhaps they are the real culprits behind the world's turmoil, and Fu Qin may just be a victim of their ambitions.

Realizing this, Jin Ziyue became even angrier.

They must have some connection to Fu Qin's death, and it's ridiculous that they even used this to get people to work for them.

Jin Ziyue remained silent, clenching his fist tightly.

Suddenly, Jin Ziyue felt his elbow blocked, and the surroundings had become completely silent.

Fu Xun nudged his elbow and whispered, "Tone it down."

Jin Ziyue then realized that everyone around him had stopped talking and was looking at him.

"Brother Jin's gaze just now... was a bit scary," Douzi whispered, a hint of fear creeping into her eyes as she looked at Jin Ziyue. "He always gives off a dangerous vibe."

Jin Ziyue realized his lapse in composure, stood up, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Yan Wuxun also coughed and said, "Cough, Douzi, go wash the dishes with Tianyu."

Chen Ruolan said to Yan Wuxun, "Are there any houses for rent nearby? Take me to see them."

"I'm going out for a bit." Jin Ziyue also got up and left.

Fu Xun quickly followed.

"Where are you going?" Fu Xun asked as he stepped out the door.

“We need to find the abbot. There are still some unresolved questions,” Jin Ziyue said.

"His temple was destroyed by the 'Cuckoo's Cry of Blood,' right? We don't even know if he's alive or dead. How did you find him?"

Jin Ziyue waved his phone and said, "He's already accepted the order."

On the screen, there was a kind-looking middle-aged driver, with the note "You Donglongyi" clearly written on it.

Xun: "..."

A moment later, the familiar van finally arrived.

"Hmm...it's you guys..." The old driver rolled down the car window, and Abbot Longyi's eyes appeared behind his sunglasses. He said, "What do you want from me? Just so you know, you can't talk while the driver is driving."

"Go to Sanshui's house," Jin Ziyue said, while simultaneously inserting two hundred-yuan bills.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!" Abbot Long hurriedly put the money away. "Sanshui's friends are my little friends. Don't let money affect our relationship!"

"There are some things I'd like to ask the master for clarification on." Jin Ziyue sat in the passenger seat, looking straight ahead.

"No problem, no problem." Abbot Long glanced at Jin Ziyue's pocket.

“You were there last night, Master, weren’t you? Although I don’t know what methods you used, the fact that no Others appeared despite such a commotion is enough to explain things,” Jin Ziyue said.

"Oh, really? I took a long-distance driving job last night," Abbot Longyi said in surprise.

"Snap." Three hundred yuan appeared in front of Abbot Longyi: "I wanted to ask you, do you know anything about the situation in Sanshui?"

Fu Xun was taken aback. Was the old monk really there last night?

"Didn't I remind you before? I always felt that Xiao Linxin was acting a little differently, so I kept an eye on her."

Jin Ziyue did not answer.

No. With the temple burned down and the mountain spirit devoured, the miser's failure to lament his financial loss and his secret protection of Sanshui suggests there's a deeper reason behind it.

"Actually, it wasn't me who helped you," the abbot said leisurely. "If you want to thank someone, thank that girl Sanshui for continuing the incense offerings for our ancestors last night. At least those old folks responded."

Fu Xun squinted: "How did it suddenly turn into a horror story?"

"Haha, sincerity is key." Abbot Long Yi didn't say anything more. He looked at the residential area in the distance, stretched his neck, and said, "Look, we've arrived at Xiao Linxin's home."

Jin Ziyue said, "Thank you."

After saying that, he opened the car door and prepared to get out.

"You're welcome." The abbot quickly took the banknotes and put on a smiling expression: "Young friend Jin, there are some things that you are still too weak to know right now. Knowing them would only do you more harm than good. I know you have many questions in your heart, but listen to this humble monk: let nature take its course, and the world will be in harmony."

"Thank you for your guidance, Abbot." Jin Ziyue bowed sincerely.

"Go find Xiao Linxin." He waved his hand, and finally, he gave a fawning smile:
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(End of this chapter)