Soul Patch

Chapter 194 is pure nonsense.

"Looks like a woman?" Wenjie asked tentatively.

"Yes, a withered and frail old woman. At first, her face was blurry, as if seen through a veil, but her limbs and body were clearly discernible, as if she were a real person..."

Later, as the mark on his chest gradually faded, the reflected face became clearer and clearer, forming a complete person.

But when I told anyone, no one believed me. It seemed only I could see the reflection of that terrifying old woman in the mirror; everyone else saw only my reflection.

It seems that the reflection Li Shiman saw in the mirror was the old woman in black robes that he had seen last night.

"So..." Wenjie pointed to the black cloth covering the dressing mirror, "All the mirrors in the house are covered up? Are you afraid to see that reflection?"

Li Shiman nodded slightly, her eyes darting around, occasionally glancing at Wenjie's reaction.

The matter is easy to understand, but the fact that such a bizarre thing happened in real society was indeed beyond his expectations.

According to Li Shiman's description, her mind should be controlled by the old woman in the reflection, that is, the old woman in the black robe.

Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly, his sharp gaze focusing on Li Shiman's lively and piercing eyes.

"Anything else to say, you vicious old woman!" Wenjie suddenly reached out and grabbed Li Shiman's throat. The six-year-old girl's thin neck was easily broken under Wenjie's strong grip.

"Hahahaha... Do you dare to strangle Li Shiman?" The old woman's shrill laughter grew louder and louder, piercing Wenjie's eardrums.

Yes, the old woman had predicted that Wenjie wouldn't lay a hand on Li Shiman.

"What are you? Why are you bothering Li Shiman?" Wenjie roared.

"Me? I am the debt that Li Shiman's mother owed. The debt of the mother must be repaid by the child. Li Shiman's fate was sealed from the moment she was born." The old woman's voice was hoarse and carried a chilling aura.

“She’s almost dead, what’s the point of you clinging to a dead person?” Wenjie stared at the old woman while pondering a solution.

He didn't have any talismans, nor did he know any magic. He didn't know any of the spellcasting or exorcism techniques he saw on TV. After thinking about it, he wondered if virgin urine would work.

Am I still a virgin?

Logically, since the butterfly rope buckle fixed the system bug, he should have had no further interaction with the goddess Yang Shanshan, and therefore, that night's events would never have happened...

Wenjie wanted to slap himself, and frantically tried to come up with a solution! A solution, a solution!

"It's not impossible for Li Shiman to live; she can find someone born on the same day, month, and year as her to replace her." The old woman finished speaking and gave another chilling smile.

I understand now. It's very clear that the precise time of 16:23 on July 7th is exactly the point in time when Zhang Zhipeng was arrested and brought in as a scapegoat.

And this time point just happened to be the two of them's sixth birthday.

“Li Shiman’s parents have already found a boy who meets the criteria, and they’ve brought him here. I advise you to go back to where you came from. There are many causes and effects, and they will eventually find their own way.”

As the old woman spoke, her tone was calm and her demeanor composed, giving the impression of a wise hermit contemplating life.

It's all a lie, a complete lie, all that nonsense about cause and effect and retribution.

If this old woman was as powerful and arrogant as he saw last night, able to grab whatever she wanted from the void and control whoever she wanted by simply inserting a silver needle, then knowing his purpose for coming here, wouldn't she have already attacked him?

Is it really necessary to waste time explaining all this?

A ruthless person solves problems directly by taking action. The fact that they've been arguing and causing so much trouble with a mere kid only suggests that something is amiss.

Wenjie silently stepped back, and with a snap, turned on all the lights in the room.

"Ah, ah... turn it off! It's too scary!" Li Shiman screamed again.

Wenjie ignored her shouts, dragged Li Shiman to the dressing mirror, and forcefully ripped off the black cloth covering the mirror.

He pinched Li Shiman's face and brought it close to the mirror, asking, "Where is the reflection?"

"Ah, it's in the mirror! It's in the mirror! She's staring at us in the mirror, she's picked up a brown paper bag, ah!" Li Shiman screamed and fainted.

But Wenjie saw nothing in the mirror except for Li Shiman's pale and thin figure.

But judging from Li Shiman's appearance, she was genuinely terrified. Her pupils dilated, her eyelids drooped, her eyes closed, and her body went limp as she collapsed. This couldn't have been faked.

What's going on? This is unbelievable!

Wenjie strode to the door, pushed it open, and found it locked from the inside.

He fiddled with it for a while before finally unlocking the door from the inside. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he pushed the door open.

There were three people at the door, and all six eyes were fixed on him.

"Wenjie...how did you get in?" Liu Qingqing asked him suspiciously.

"He walked in..." Wenjie said calmly.

"You...you're called...what's your name, Wenjie? How did you get into my house? I'm calling the police!" It was a dashing middle-aged man. Wenjie had seen him at the hospital; he was Li Shiman's father.

The gentle woman he held in his arms chimed in, "Yes, call the police! And you locked the door from the inside; I can't open it with my key! What did you do to Manman?"

Wenjie didn't have time to pay attention to their questions. He opened the door, took a half step back, and gestured for them to come in: "Come in and talk!"

The three people at the door looked at the man's behavior, which was quite like that of a host, and couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances.

Finally, Li Shiman's father raised his eyebrows, glared at Wenjie, and said, "We can talk inside, but don't try to pull any tricks. If you don't give us a reasonable explanation, we'll call the police immediately!"

He then took his arm around his lover, who is also Li Shiman's mother, and stepped into the living room.

Liu Qingqing then asked Wenjie in spoken language: What are you doing?

After asking several times and seeing that Wenjie ignored her, she shut her mouth and followed Li Shiman and her husband inside.

"Li Shiman is sleeping in the bedroom, so don't worry!" Wenjie said, pointing to the sofa as the three people entered. "Please make yourselves at home, don't be shy!"

"Hey, I'm telling you..." Li Shiman's father glanced at the time and couldn't help but scold her.

Li Shiman's mother squeezed her husband's hand, signaling him to calm down and see how things went.

He then reluctantly sat down on the sofa.

"I'd like an iced coffee. I don't know where your refrigerator is. Could you please get it for me, ma'am?" Wenjie said casually, acting as if he were no stranger to the family.

Li Shiman's mother placed her hand on her husband's knee beside her and patted it gently a few times, saying with some difficulty, "We're out of iced coffee at home? How about Nestlé black coffee?"

"Alright, we'll just have to make do!" Wenjie said with a smile, shrugging his shoulders.

"And you, ma'am? Are you the same as him?" Li Shiman's mother gently turned to Liu Qingqing and asked.

"Oh... same, same!" Liu Qingqing said with a slightly apologetic smile.

After Li Shiman's mother left the living room, Wenjie shifted his posture and looked at Li Shiman's father thoughtfully, saying:

"How well do you know your partner? I mean, don't you think your daughter's hysteria is related to your partner's past experiences?"

(End of this chapter)