"Well, I seem to have seen Miss Xinyu's name in the Underworld's Yin Ming Si Ming Book." Yin first organized.
"What's wrong with her?" Chen Yu's eyes flashed coldly, staring at Yinxian.
It's been a long time since Ye Xinyu disappeared. It's been more than a few months since the last time we saw each other. She was lurking in the old man's place. What happened to her?
"Most of the names that appear in the Siming Book are people whose fate has changed and exceeded their original destiny." Yinxian pondered for a moment and said, "If you are in the Siming Book, I'm afraid..."
"Speak directly if you have something to say, don't hesitate." Chen Yu's brows furrowed slightly, Yin Xian must have known something.
"Yes." Yinxian clasped his fists: "Those who are admitted to the Si Ming Book will probably not have a happy ending. Moreover, Miss Xinyu is admitted to Hongbo. The fate of such people who are admitted to Hongbo is ambiguous and extreme. The specifics are
I don’t know the real situation.”
"You mean, something might happen to her?" Chen Yu probably guessed what he meant.
Although Yinxian was a little cryptic, Chen Yu instantly guessed what he meant. After all, there were some things that he couldn't say for sure, so he didn't dare to comment casually.
"Yes, that's probably what I mean, but regarding Miss Xinyu, I'm not afraid of making unreasonable opinions. If I go to the Mingbook, she will definitely have something going on in reality." Yinxian said.
"I understand, I will resolve her matter as soon as possible." Chen Yu nodded thoughtfully. He could ignore other things, but he could not ignore Ye Xinyu's matter.
Yin nodded first, then bowed deeply to Chen Yu: "The subordinate, I will take my leave first."
"Go ahead." Chen Yu nodded slightly.
Yin bowed first, and then slowly retreated. It wasn't until he retreated that Chen Yu let out a long breath.
He took out his cell phone, made a call, and issued a series of instructions. After doing all this, he felt a little relieved.
"Ye Xinyu, you promised me that everything will be fine. You must not break your promise." After saying this, Chen Yu murmured.
Things over there still had to wait for news, so Chen Yu had to wait patiently for news.
The next day, Chen Yu received news from Shandao, and the two made an appointment to meet in a cafe.
"Mr. Chen, I have instigated a group of believers and told them my true experience, but the problem now is that they are half-trusting of me." Shandao said, "So you may need to take action, otherwise, they will
You won’t believe me.”
"That's no problem. Call as many believers as possible, and I will show them on the spot what it means to resurrect the dead." Chen Yu said with a slight smile.
"That's good, Mr. Chen, we have already made an appointment. There are more than 20 believers going this time, including some of you Chinese. We have made an appointment to meet at a factory." Shandao said respectfully.
"Are the Chinese people also involved?" Chen Yu's expression gradually became complicated.
He murmured: "It seems that it may be difficult to deal with this matter alone. In this case, let's solve it quickly."
Naturally, Shandao didn't know that Chen Yu had other concerns in his heart, but he felt a little unfathomable about Chen Yu's words.
At noon, Shandao took Chen Yu to an abandoned factory.
This factory used to treat nuclear wastewater, but later a leak occurred, so the factory was abandoned. Although more than ten years have passed, the animals around it are still strange.
Chen Yu followed the mountain road to a warehouse and saw more than 20 people standing inside.
These people wore heavy clothes and their faces were covered, and coughs could be heard from time to time among them.
The leader is indeed a Chinese, his name is Wang Dashan, a rough guy.
And with him was a middle-aged man. This middle-aged man was missing an arm.
This group of people were dressed strangely, but Wang Dashan was considered a relatively normal person.
"Shan Dao, is this Mr. Chen you are talking about?" Wang Dashan stepped forward and stared at Chen Yu.
"This is Mr. Chen I'm talking about. He cured my wife. Now my wife is very healthy. I swear on my character." Shandao raised his hand and said swornly.
"I heard that you are from China?" Wang Dashan looked at Chen Yu. He didn't completely believe Shandao. He just looked at Chen Yu with questioning eyes.
"Yes, Chinese. I think you are also Chinese, not Chinese?" Chen Yu asked.
"I came here to work, not a Chinese." Wang Dashan's tone was a little cold: "Those people can't be considered Chinese."
"It seems that you have some resentment towards them." Chen Yu looked at Wang Dashan deeply.
"Haha, when you live abroad, the people who look down on you the most are not foreigners, but those who arrived before you." Wang Dashan sneered: "They think they took root there early, so they can laugh at you mercilessly.
, I’ve encountered a lot of them.”
"Although this sounds a little uncomfortable, it is also a fact." Chen Yu nodded slightly: "Can you represent all of them?"
"Of course I can represent them." Wang Dashan raised his head: "But the premise is that what you say is true, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Chen Yu glanced at him: "As a Chinese, you should believe in the Three Purities, but you actually come here to believe in their so-called bullshit Apocalypse Society? You are really capable."
"Sanqing can't protect me, and we are desperate, so I have no choice." Wang Dashan's expression darkened slightly.
"Tell me, if you encounter something that cannot be solved, just tell me and I will solve it for you." Chen Yu asked.
Wang Dashan glanced at Chen Yu, then waved to the person next to him, gesturing for him to take off the tight cloth wrapped around his head.
The man was an Asian. He bowed heavily and then slowly untied the cloth on his head.
At the moment when it was untied, Chen Yu couldn't help but frown slightly.
The man in front of him, after taking off the cloth on his head, revealed his true face.
I saw that almost all of his head was covered with festering wounds. These wounds seemed to be caused by radiation, festered and could not be recovered, and yellow liquid was still seeping out, making people feel cold.
.
"We all had skin injuries caused by radiation. We all used to work in this factory, but then a nuclear leak occurred and our skin mutated, and then we became like this." Wang Dashan said: "
My situation is better than theirs, but the pain I endure is not low."
