Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 145: The Third Party in the Shadows Goes Online


Feng Mu quickly left the pharmacy, confirming two things with this trip.

The good news is that Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills exist in the present world;

The bad news is that they aren't sold in the pharmacy.

Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills are considered a "three required" product, which means they are available only at designated exchange centers, where one needs to have a high citizen rank and spend a large amount of Citizen Points to obtain them.

"It seems like the '2/3 corpse' label won't be coming off anytime soon,"

Feng Mu sighed deeply. He considered seeking help from his senior brothers and sisters, but it was just a thought for now without any urgency to speak up.

He wasn't someone who only knew how to make demands, and he temporarily didn't entertain the idea of leading his sect to rob the official exchange centers.

That would be more criminal than robbing a bank.

Feng Mu looked up and noticed that the crowd on the street was thinning, creating a stark contrast between the tranquility and the daytime clamor around him.

He pulled out his phone from his pocket and skillfully opened a tracking app.

On the screen, two small red dots clearly showed their location; they had left the campus and were almost overlapping.

He couldn't help but feel a bit surprised, muttering to himself: "Huh, Feng Yuhuai has already followed directly to Cang Qingsen's house. The progress is so quick. I thought Feng Yuhuai would procrastinate until the last deadline tomorrow before taking action."

Feng Mu reflected: "It seems I underestimated Imoto's ruthless efficiency. Very well, very well indeed."

Feng Mu immediately turned into a dark alley behind the pharmacy, cautiously pulling out a bizarre mask from his embrace.

Although called a mask, it's more like a portrait delicately outlined with a paintbrush.

It depicted the lines of a human face, so intricate and lifelike.

The curves and depth of those lines all revealed an unsettling realism, making it hard to believe it was just a flat object.

It was so lifelike, it was as if it had been peeled from a corpse's face — only its expression was stiff and lifeless, lacking the vibrancy.

Feng Mu gently adhered the mask onto his face. The mask's material seemed unknown. Upon contact with his skin, it transformed into a liquid-like glue, seeped into his pores, and merged with him in no time.

Feng Mu pulled his phone out of his pocket and activated the front camera, slowly angling it towards his face.

"This truly is the masterpiece crafted by my little senior sister and sixth senior brother—it's amazing how it can so perfectly simulate Zheng Hang's facial features. The only difference is the face shape and bone structure."

Feng Mu was filled with admiration, and then he activated [Molded Embryo] skill, gently adjusting the bone structure beneath the 'face.'

A few minutes later.

[Zheng Hang] stepped out of the alley, glanced around, then pulled out a black mask to wear over the "face," and subsequently glanced at his phone again, striding into the night.

The pharmacy wasn't far from Cang Qingsen's home, and Feng Mu soon reached his destination on foot.

Cang Qingsen's home was on the ground floor, with the living room curtains casually open, revealing a middle-aged woman busy in the kitchen, while the bedroom curtains were tightly drawn, barely allowing a silhouette to be seen sitting at the edge of the bed.

The greenery and bushes outside appeared somewhat dim under the shroud of night, making it a perfect place for hiding someone.

Perhaps it was the longing for love; [Zheng Hang] spotted his beloved almost instantly.

The latter was crouching under the woods, hands groping through the bushes as if searching for something lost.

"Hello, need some help?" [Zheng Hang] asked kindly as he passed by, being a kind-hearted person, towards Feng Yuhuai.

Feng Yuhuai quickly looked up at the helpful passerby, softly speaking, "Oh, I accidentally dropped something. Thank you, no need for help."

[Zheng Hang] was slightly amused because Feng Yuhuai's makeup was clearly also a disguise. The makeup was heavy, making her look a bit aged, and she was also wearing a transformational tool — black-framed glasses.

[Zheng Hang] gave Feng Yuhuai a meaningful glance, nodded, and walked away.

Circumventing a few corners, he appeared at the entrance of a unit diagonally across, opened the door, ascended the stairs, and stopped between the first and second floors.

The stairway light seemed broken and was dark and silent.

The unit windows had accumulated dirt from lack of cleaning; he stood there quietly, and from the outside looking in, a blurry face seemed to have melded into the window, appearing especially eerie and grim.

Feng Yuhuai, feigning searching for something, suddenly felt a chill down her spine; she swiftly turned her head, sensing as if a pair of eyes were watching her, unsettling her inexplicably.

Seeing no suspicious figures, Feng Yuhuai's face darkened; she strongly believed in her sixth sense.

Fortunately, the feeling of being watched didn't bring a strong sense of danger, which slightly comforted Feng Yuhuai.

She speculated, perhaps it was just a resident in the neighborhood who, out of boredom, stood by the window at night and happened to catch a glimpse of her figure.

Feng Yuhuai suppressed her inner restlessness, taking out her phone several times, attempting to text Cang Qingsen, looking for an excuse to lure him outside.

However, she racked her brain, failing to find a suitable excuse.

After all, she couldn't possibly tell him directly: "I found your home through a cloth doll's positioning and am now hidden in the bushes outside your window. Please come out and return the cloth doll to me."

Such a statement would be far too suspicious.

Ultimately, the encounter between her and Cang Qingsen was only fleeting, with limited mutual understanding, making many deceptive excuses unusable for the time being.

"So, it's easier to kill acquaintances," Feng Yuhuai thought to herself.

She made a decision to wait until the night grew deeper when most residents in the neighborhood had turned off their lights and were asleep. Then, she would take action, silently breaking in.

She glanced up at the straight-seated silhouette behind the curtains, a glint of cold and fierce light flashing in her eyes.

From committing crimes in the "public places" on campus to tonight's indoor operation, this transition was undoubtedly significant. Feng Yuhuai still hoped to conduct it as discreetly as possible.

"My beloved, what exactly are you waiting for?" [Zheng Hang], gazing affectionately at everything, couldn't help but wonder internally.

After a brief thought, he pulled out his phone, tapping the screen with his fingertips and composing a love-filled message to send:

——Baby, where are you now, and what are you doing? I can hardly wait any longer; I want to rush to your side tonight!

Feng Yuhuai unlocked her phone and saw the sudden message, her expression darkening like storm clouds, almost dripping with water.

It was yet another inexplicably wrongly sent message, something she had no mood to deal with at the moment.

Without hesitation, she blocked the number and deleted the message.

Unexpectedly, her phone slipped from her hand and dropped to the ground.

Feng Yuhuai almost cried out in pain but clenched her teeth, holding back the impulse. Her cheek suddenly throbbed with intense pain, as if countless fine needles were piercing her skin, leaving a bizarre bloody mark.

Feng Yuhuai's face contorted in agony, the sensation like a needle continuously piercing and twisting within her face, as if her face were being embroidered like silk.

"Ahhh, so painful, Cang Qingsen, ahhh." Feng Yuhuai bit her lip until it bled, glaring fiercely at the house behind the curtains.

Inside, Cang Qingsen's fingers moved swiftly, stitching through the cloth doll.

Suddenly, his actions froze, as if time had stopped at that moment.

He lifted the needle tip to his nose, cautiously sniffing it. An odd feeling surged through his heart as he caught a familiar yet thrilling scent.

"This is the scent of blood. But why is the cloth doll bleeding?"

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