My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

This is incredibly frustrating!
“But when we were investigating, all the clues were real and credible. I don’t believe they were fake. Han San’s memories must have been tampered with, we just didn’t notice.”

The little koi clenched its fists, staring intently at Zhang Hao.

With his incredible skills, how could he possibly miss it?

If the memories are false, then weren't they being used by the person behind the scenes?

Moreover, things have become even more complicated.

They originally thought that dealing with those few high-ranking members of the cult would settle the matter, but it turned out that they had only uncovered the first layer of the mystery, and there were still many more unsolved mysteries to come.

“I’m not omnipotent either, and I can make mistakes too. Maybe the person behind the scenes is more capable than me. Thinking about it that way, this matter has become more challenging for us.”

Zhang Hao fell into deep thought.

They could be lured into investigating the leader of the Sun God Cult to carry out a murder through a proxy; or Han San's memories could be altered, causing him to forget some facts.
But whichever the possibility, it proves that there is a mastermind behind it all.

However, the former situation may involve two behind-the-scenes forces, while the latter involves only one.

Which possibility is more likely?

After some analysis, Zhang Hao was still unable to give a definite answer.

"It's really challenging. If even you can't handle it, we small fry are likely to meet with misfortune during the investigation," Chen Anshui couldn't help but complain.

Even the boss is helpless, what are his subordinates supposed to do? Just thinking about it is dangerous.

"Alright, I'll take the cold umbrella to the underworld and ask King Yama for help in checking if there's a problem. You all rest well up here."

Zhang Hao made a decision.

Han San raised her hand weakly in protest: "I am very weak right now. Going to the eerie underworld in this state would be suicide, wouldn't it? At least let me rest for a day or two, right?"

Han San's current physical condition is indeed unsuitable for going to the underworld. The underworld is filled with ghostly energy, and a normal physical body would be instantly killed by the corrosive influence of that yin energy if the constitution is slightly weak.

Even casting spells won't work, because the current Frost Umbrella simply can't withstand the drain of spells.

Zhang Hao could only make arrangements based on the actual situation: "In that case, take a good rest for two days. I'll take you to the underworld in two days and ask them to help check."

For the next two days, everyone rested at the villa. When the time was up, Zhang Hao checked on Han San's recovery.

After the inspection was completed, Zhang Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You've recovered well; you're basically ready to go to the underworld now."

Han San looked troubled, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke: "Can I not go to the underworld? I always feel that place is not suitable for me. Just thinking about going there makes me feel uncomfortable. I always feel that something bad will happen."

This feeling was unpleasant because, under normal rational circumstances, he shouldn't have this premonition.

But this feeling just appears out of nowhere, like an invisible psychological suggestion.

Although he rationally understood that this emotion was irrational and bizarre, he couldn't ignore it.

Zhang Hao also found it strange. Although Han San was occasionally irrational, he was usually very organized in his work.

When this happened, Zhang Hao carefully recalled the paranormal events he had experienced in the past.

There are usually only a few possibilities for having this premonition.

Zhang Hao reached out and pressed on his temple, a wisp of blue light seeping into the acupoint for examination.

“Your soul shows no signs of tampering.” Zhang Hao withdrew his finger.

It's normal to feel this way if the soul is subjected to some kind of hypnotic spell, like suggestion.

However, upon closer examination, it was discovered that the other person's soul had not been influenced by any suggestion or hypnosis.

“Your soul has neither been subjected to any suggestions nor shown any signs of possession by evil spirits. Logically, you shouldn’t feel this aversion. The only reasonable explanation at present is that someone has tampered with your memories. Although the memories are distorted, some suggestions still remain in your subconscious, which is why you resist going to the underworld.” Zhang Hao stated his deduction, then felt somewhat troubled.

If the other party is unwilling to go to the underworld, how can their memories be examined?

Should we invite people from the underworld to come up here?

Don't be ridiculous. If a ghost or deity of the level of Yama (the King of Hell) were to descend to earth, who knows how much trouble it would cause.

However, without seeking help from the King of Hell, they cannot currently find out the problem with Han San's memories.

"What if you absolutely had to go to the underworld? How strong would your feeling of resistance be?"

Zhang Hao asked Han San again.

If you can barely bear it, it's safer to take a trip to the underworld.

Han San pondered this thought for a moment, and his face suddenly turned deathly pale.

He collapsed onto the sofa as if all his strength had been drained, even breathing became difficult: "I just thought about it carefully, and I felt like I might die, and then suddenly I felt completely weak, I don't know why."

Zhang Hao stepped forward and gently touched his forehead to examine him carefully.

The soul was in a normal state, and the body was not abnormal; there was absolutely no trace of tampering.

How tricky!

What exactly happened? Zhang Hao was completely baffled.

Seeing that his face was indeed pale, the little koi fish came over to comfort him, saying, "Don't think about going to the underworld for now. Just relax and maybe you'll feel better."

Seeing that Han San was indeed weak, Zhang Hao agreed in order to help him recover as soon as possible: "That's right, don't think too much, relax first. We won't go to the underworld today."

I'm not going to the underworld!
The moment this thought crossed his mind, Han San felt much better, and even his weak body gradually regained its strength.

His complexion gradually regained its rosy hue. Han San took a deep breath and said helplessly, "It seems the underworld is indeed incompatible with me. As soon as I was told I didn't need to go, I almost fully recovered. Could it be that that place really clashes with my birth chart?"

Zhang Hao laughed dismissively.

"You're incompatible with the underworld? You've been to the underworld quite often before, and nothing ever happened. This time, something must be wrong with you, but we just couldn't detect it. What a nuisance."

"Forget it, why don't we all go out for a walk? Maybe if we relax, we can discover clues we missed before."

Little Koi suggested.

Everyone agreed with the suggestion. After being cooped up in the villa for so long, it was indeed time to go out for a walk.

So they went to a nearby shopping center together.

In this city, nothing is more relaxing than shopping.

Anyway, they have plenty of money, so they can buy whatever they want. At least they enjoy the pleasure of this kind of consumption.

Han San also felt much better.

Carrying large and small bags, the little koi fish hopped and skipped, transforming into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, charming and cute, attracting a lot of attention in the mall.

After all, beautiful women always attract more attention.

Zhang Hao unconsciously relaxed. As he was strolling, two figures, one in black and one in white, caught his attention.

Aren't those the Black and White Impermanence?

What are these two doing here? Could it be that someone has died and they're here to collect the soul? (End of Chapter)