Chapter 162: Chapter 162: The Ancestor Says You’re a Fool
Chapter 162: Chapter 162: The Ancestor Says You’re a Fool
Uncle, the other beauty blogger participating in the variety show recording, is also the only male beauty blogger on the stage today.
He isn’t very old, but he’s quite steady, and his style has always been upscale and classy.
Hearing Yun Xizi’s words, Uncle was confused, “What happened, where do we need to go?”
“No time to explain, just come with me, or it’ll be too late!”
Yun Xizi, sweating profusely, didn’t bother to explain and just pulled him along as she ran deeper backstage.
There was an abandoned room there, which had reportedly become a place for trash disposal and also had a sink.
Before Uncle could react, she had already tugged him into action, and he had no choice but to run with her.
It took them a few minutes to reach the abandoned room.
The smell inside was nauseating.
Uncle stood at the door, covering his nose, and asked in a muffled voice, “Yun Xizi, why did you suddenly bring me here?”
“Na, Nana might be here!” Yun Xizi hadn’t expected it to be so filthy, with garbage almost everywhere, leaving no place to even step.
But for that slim chance, she braced herself, carefully stepping forward in her red high-heeled shoes.
Seeing her suddenly go in, Uncle exclaimed in surprise, “How could Nana be here? Didn’t they say she went to meet someone?”
“No! She was harmed by someone and is right here!”
Yun Xizi was so frantic she was on the verge of tears, not bothering with further talk as she hurriedly turned over the trash around her.
Noticing that she wasn’t joking and seemed ready to cry, although Uncle was skeptical, he followed her inside to help search.
“It’s filthier inside, I’m a man, I’ll go in and look, you just search around here,” he said.
Upon entering, Uncle saw how dirty it was and frowned, not letting Yun Xizi come in.
Inside was near an old sink.
Uncle glanced at it and noticed a huge garbage bag on top; if someone were to be hidden, it seemed this would be the only hiding spot.
He instinctively grabbed the garbage bag and moved it aside.
The next second, a scream echoed through the small abandoned room.
Yun Xizi, who was searching outside, stumbled upon hearing the scream and hurried over, tripping as she ran.
She screamed, “It’s Nana! Nana!”
“Quick, call the police, and an ambulance!”
Uncle grabbed Yun Xizi, saying, “She’s bleeding a lot from her head, call someone fast!”
At his words, Yun Xizi came to her senses and took out her phone to call for an ambulance.
Uncle, who had medical training, did a simple check on Nana and surmised she’d been knocked unconscious by someone.
There was a long cut on Nana’s head, bleeding profusely, and there were injuries on her shoulder and torso as well.
But they weren’t immediately fatal.
It seemed someone intentionally wounded her and left her there, wanting her to bleed out and die in agony.
Uncle quickly removed his jacket to make an emergency tourniquet and stop the bleeding.
Inside Jiaoyang Temple.
Xia Xin held his phone, pacing back and forth anxiously.
Jiangli held a handful of sunflower seeds, which Xia Xin had casually bought from the supermarket earlier.
As she ate, watching Xia Xin’s restless pacing, she couldn’t help feeling dizzy and said, “Alright, stop pacing back and forth, I’m getting dizzy watching you.”
“Ancestor, I—I’m just worried,” Xia Xin stopped but still couldn’t help scratching his head, “It’s been three hours and there’s been no word, no clue on what’s happened…”
Jiangli spat out a shell, looking completely at ease, “No news now is good news. If the person had really died, they would have time to send you a message. The silence proves, they’re too busy to get in touch, you dummy.”