Wang Yu's bedding was always neatly folded and never in a mess. Chen Yang didn't have any quirks and he never opened it.
He originally thought that Wang Yu's words were so suggestive that there should be something hidden in the quilt, a lot of spiritual stones, etc. Chen Yang was not surprised.
But, no.
Under the quilt, there were empty sheets.
It was so clean that there wasn't even a single fallen hair on it.
When Chen Yang thought about Wang Yu's mysophobia, Wang Yu would lie down on the bed every day and pick up the fallen hairs one by one, and he felt funny for a while.
"Forget it, I can't afford to delay. I have to keep up with that silly boy, lest I get there a step too late and I don't know where I'm buried."
"At that time, it will be troublesome to ask the General Wang to mobilize his zombie brothers to plow the mass graves."
Chen Yang was about to turn around and leave.
After taking two steps, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
"wrong!"
"There must be something wrong?!"
Chen Yang suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Yu's bed again.
He didn't have Wang Yu's good habits. With his hands, the quilt was thrown to the corner, completely exposing the entire sheet.
The bed sheets were clean and tidy, and were embroidered with unknown flowers with slender and curved petals and elegant postures.
The rest is nothing.
"No, it's definitely not right."
"There must be something up here, and Wang Yu thinks I should be able to find it, but others can't find it."
"Otherwise he wouldn't have said so."
"what is it?"
Chen Yang touched his chin and walked around the room, his faint anxiety showing.
"The Great General King."
Chen Yang called out in the sea of consciousness.
Through the special connection of the natal corpse of the Golden Body Jue, a weak response from the General Wang came from the other side of the mass grave.
"Keep an eye on Wang Yu."
"Go there yourself."
"He might be in trouble tonight."
"Don't let anything happen to him before I arrive."
After Chen Yang finished explaining, he broke off the contact and once again lowered his eyes to the sheets.
"What exactly is it?"
"Only I can detect it, but others can't. The reason is of course familiarity."
"I'm familiar with him, so I can find him."
"The only thing on the bed sheet that can be related to Wang Yu is this strange flower, isn't it?"
Chen Yang closed his eyes and re-imagined the image of Wang Yu in his mind. It was like playing a game on earth and pinching faces. Wang Yu's entire image came out and kept spinning as Chen Yang thought about it.
Continuously zoom in on every detail.
Suddenly, Wang Yu's image froze and zoomed in until a necklace hanging around his neck occupied Chen Yang's entire field of vision.
"that's it!"
"Same flower!"
On Wang Yu's neck, there is a necklace that he wears under his clothes. The pendant of the necklace is in the shape of a strange flower, and the whole body is dark and silvery.
Normally, Wang Yu always wears the necklace under his clothes, so it is impossible for outsiders to see it.
The only time you are likely to be exposed and recognized is when you go to bed after washing up every day.
In other words, the only people who can see that Wang Yu has this necklace are Chen Yang, Zhang Sanpin, and Li Ping who live in Room Ding No. 3.
The last two were already dead and were buried by Chen Yang, so only Chen Yang could identify them.