When he left, he had taken a strand of Liao Zhong’s hair, burned it in a tracking talisman, and followed the trace inward.
Earlier was just the entrance to the yin-yang boundary with few people. The deeper they went, the more bustling it became, with men, women, old and young shuttling back and forth, their living state almost indistinguishable from the human world.
Soon, they arrived outside a bungalow. Even before approaching, they could hear crying, shouting, and cursing from inside. The yellow talisman’s tracking trace disappeared at the doorway, proving that the person they sought was inside.
Luo Yingbai stood still for a moment, surveying the small house, doubtfully saying, “Am I seeing this right? Yin Ming’s previous account was that Liao Zhong had returned to the human world because he was so successful here. Is this place really that good?”
Xia Xianning said, “Perhaps the paper people’s standards are different from ours.”
As he spoke, an old man happened to pass by, pausing his steps and asking, “Young man, are you looking for the owner of this house?”
Luo Yingbai turned his head. The man seemed to be made of rice paper, wrinkled and thin, floating ethereally. He involuntarily lowered his voice, “Yes, sir. I’m looking for someone named Liao Zhong. Is this his home?”
The old man looked around, lowering his voice mysteriously, “I advise you not to look for him. Leave quickly! I’m telling you, the Liao family is evil. They’re haunted!”
Luo Yingbai: “…”
Hearing the words “haunted” from his mouth was truly a subtle feeling.
He moved closer, curious, “Sir, can you be more specific? How are they haunted? I just heard what seemed like an argument inside?”
As he asked, the old man suddenly became suspicious, examining them both, “You two are looking for Liao Zhong. Do you know him? How could you two young people know him?”
Luo Yingbai noticed this point and cunningly said, “No, we don’t know him. A friend asked us to deliver something, but my brother and I got lost.”
The old man relaxed, “Oh, I see. I was wondering how you would know Liao Zhong. He’s over seventy and just returned a couple of years ago.”
Luo Yingbai said, “Hmm, over seventy?!”
