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Chapter 482 Getting Off the Bus
The view from the window has finally changed.
Just like when we came, the outside of the tunnel was pitch black, with no end in sight.
Nobody knows when the train will stop, or where it will stop.
“They might go back up from where they came up,” Chen Yuetan said.
He leaned against the dark green hard seat, holding a Wusu beer bottle, looking thoughtful.
After Chen Ji returned, the situation changed drastically, and only now do they have time to reflect on what happened before.
The most important thing is Da Bao's situation.
Looking back now, even Chen Yuetan feels a chill down his spine!
Everyone silently forgot about the child's existence, simply because his body had been possessed by a monk ghost? Monks are truly terrifying?
But if it wasn't done by monks, there's no other explanation.
How's Wusu?
Du Tingfeng asked, then leaned over and touched Wusu's face. It was burning hot, as if he had a high fever.
"He's still not awake." Chen Yuetan didn't say more.
The ghost baby's head devoured part of the bat's "shadow," and Wusu needs to regain control of the balance; this process will not be short.
"I calculated the time."
Chen Ji said, "We probably forgot about Da Bao when we were facing the Rosary Ghost."
Usu had already fallen into a deep sleep by then.
Chen Ji couldn't help but wonder, if Wu Su had been conscious at the time, would he have been affected as well?
Whether Wusu can remember Dabao is the key to judging the monk's strength.
If even Wusu, who possesses the heart and head of the ghost infant, is affected, then the monk is practically half a source corpse, which is far too terrifying!
If that's the case, then Chen Ji even suspects that the Creator Demon hasn't exhausted itself, but instead channeled some of its power into the monks.
However, this matter will never be answered.
Usu's slumber was inevitable; there was nothing that could be done about it.
The fork in the road led them away, which is why Tian Qinghe and Du Tingfeng created the [Prophet] and [Resurrection].
But the reverse is also true, because the existence of the [Prophet] and the [Resurrection] is why the fork in the road appears.
Chen Ji's head was throbbing. It was like the chicken-or-egg dilemma; the appearance of those two terracotta figures was a cyclical paradox, and pondering it was pointless.
In short, because they entered the fork in the road, the uncle was in a helpless situation, but the bat seemed to choose to follow Wei Lan because of Qin Lang's ability, and they bumped into each other by chance.
In such a tense situation, Wusu could only fall into a deep sleep by using the power of the ghost baby's head.
This also led to everyone losing their memories, leaving no reference group at all.
Thinking of this, Chen Ji slightly raised his head and glanced at the two bats in front of him.
The atmosphere inside the carriage was very subtle.
The two sides were originally opposed, but in order to survive, they had no choice but to temporarily share a space and maintain a brief peace.
You never know what will happen once you get off the bus.
“Qin Lang…” Chen Ji stared at the woman’s back.
She was tilting her head, as if whispering to a bat.
The company continues to treat ordinary people as less than human.
Chen guessed that they might be discussing monks, pondering the matter of Black Mountain, or perhaps planning to reclaim their essence, though that was no longer possible.
But in any case, he was certain that the two of them felt absolutely no remorse for causing Da Bao's death.
Wei Lan felt very guilty, thinking that it was because of her that so many people were implicated.
Only a handful of people survived in carriage number 9 of the high-speed train.
There were nine people in total, but now only four remain.
But Chen Ji knew very well that she herself was almost killed by her own nature, and Wei Lan was just an innocent pawn implicated by the company.
It all started with Qin Lang, and going deeper, it all began with Wan Yaohong.
Chen had a strong feeling that he would soon have to face Wan Yaohong directly.
Regarding Montenegro, there are now three parties, all with essentially the same goal: to find the essence of Montenegro and enter the region.
Besides Chen Ji himself and Wan Yaohong, there is also the ghost slave [Ghost].
correct.
Chen Ji suddenly remembered something: how did the [Ghost] leave Black Mountain and attach itself to Du Muyu?
"Du Tingfeng," Chen Ji whispered, "when did your sister start having headaches?"
"It's been there as long as I can remember."
Du Tingfeng lowered his eyes and didn't ask Chen Ji why he suddenly brought this up.
It was obvious that although he didn't say it, he had been thinking about his sister ever since he learned that the [Ghost] was a ghost slave.
"I was just wondering when Sister Muyu came into contact with the [Ghost]."
Chen Jidao said, "Her headache is caused by the [ghost], so it's highly likely that it was possessed when she was very young, probably before you were even born."
"Before Sister Muyu left, she kept dreaming about your parents..." He thought for a moment, then tried to be tactful as he said, "Could it be that when your mother was pregnant, she... um, got close to Black Mountain?"
"I do not know."
Du Tingfeng shook his head: "I have never met my parents, not even a single photo of them."
A fleeting dimness crossed his eyes beneath his tousled hair, but it vanished in an instant. He then sat up straight and looked intently at Chen Ji:
"However, we can work backwards."
"If that's the case, how did they survive? Are you implying they are realm entrants?"
Chen Ji was speechless. That was indeed what he thought, but even he himself felt that this guess was somewhat far-fetched.
Du Muyu was born in the 1990s, so if her parents were indeed Domain Entrants, they must have entered the Domain around that time. However, according to the Thirteenth Bureau's records, the Domain River was initially reported much earlier.
"And I really want to know, are my parents really dead?"
Du Tingfeng murmured.
He couldn't help but recall the letter Du Muyu had left him not long ago.
One sentence in particular made Du Tingfeng feel a profound loneliness.
Mom and Dad are going to sleep now, and so am I. Goodnight.
When he read this sentence, he felt as if he were on a cold winter night, and all the people who had been with him had left, leaving Du Tingfeng all alone, walking alone in the snow.
If this statement is true.
That means his parents were still "existing" at least before Du Muyu left.
But is it dead or alive?
If they're alive, why not go find them?
Why leave the siblings in an orphanage?
Regarding their situation, we may still need to visit the orphanage where you were a child.
Chen Ji said, "They probably have information about your parents over there. Even if they don't, they'll at least have records of how you were adopted."
"They might just leave us at the gate of the orphanage and walk away." Du Tingfeng gave a bitter smile: "This kind of thing happened a lot back then."
Chen Ji was silent for a few seconds before saying softly, "Don't think like that."
"I think they...maybe they just had no other choice."
“If your parents really abandoned you so casually, your sister wouldn’t keep having dreams about your parents. Perhaps when you were very young and didn’t remember anything, your family had some wonderful memories.”
Du Tingfeng remained silent.
After a while, he smiled and said:
"maybe."