Chapter 212
"I can help you find the brainwashed second-tier extraordinary, assist you in completing the 'psychologist' replication ritual."
Xia Er looked into Ai Wei Na's eyes and said, "If one isn't enough, two or three will do."
Brainwashed cultists?
In the current Bo Lun City, the followers of the Sheng Lin Sect had all perished. Where could one find brainwashed cultists? Especially second-tier ones?
Cultists were deeply hidden, yet Xia Er spoke as if they were weeds sprouting by the roadside, easily plucked.
"Do you need a trustworthy 'psychologist'?" Ai Wei Na asked.
She certainly didn’t need anyone to help her with the replication ritual. Even if she couldn’t find a rogue cultist or extraordinary for the time being, Ai Wei Na had plenty of time to wait.
After all, she currently faced no risk of being consumed by the potion.
If Xia Er was eager for her to advance, the only explanation was that he needed a reliable 'psychologist,' and that person was herself.
Xia Er needed me.
"Yes."
Xia Er nodded straightforwardly, "I need a trustworthy 'psychologist' to treat me."
"Treat you?"
Ai Wei Na recalled what the maid had said earlier about Adele rushing to Xia Er's house with a medical kit and curiously asked, "Are you dealing with a mental contamination issue?"
"Yes."
Xia Er nodded.
"If a 'Listener' comes to help me, it might be too dangerous."
"A 'Listener' would be too dangerous?" Ai Wei Na nodded.
That at least indicated that the mental contamination Xia Er was facing was likely quite severe.
It had to be at least second-tier, no, more than second-tier potion contamination.
"Alright."
Ai Wei Na nodded and said, "I'll give it a try."
Since Ai Wei Na was already set to perform the 'psychologist' replication ritual but couldn’t find the subject, she was more than willing to accept if Xia Er's organization could provide it.
Moreover, Xia Er's trust was something Ai Wei Na greatly appreciated.
After agreeing to bring someone over before June 29, Xia Er left Ai Wei Na's estate, citing the curse still being in effect, before Nia returned.
After Xia Er left, Ai Wei Na had Adele, who had just had a free meal, stay with her to research a new, gentler potion for the mind, hoping to alleviate some of Xia Er's mental pressure.
After all, tranquilizers could be addictive; it was best to avoid using them if possible.
Before leaving, Ai Wei Na handed Xia Er a family crest from the Luosu family, a badge that all direct family members possessed. Besides allowing access to a certain amount of pounds at the bank, it could also summon the police's assistance.
Whether this was Ai Wei Na's own crest was uncertain; perhaps it was due to her trust in Xia Er, or maybe she simply didn’t regard her family highly.
After leaving the estate, Xia Er hailed a carriage and recorded the conversation from today in her notebook, making it easier for her future self to reference.
All the preliminary preparations were in place... now it was time to see how things would unfold.
Tara was expected to find Amy on the 26th, so Xia Er made a trip to Amy's house in advance, giving her a heads-up to not panic at Tara's arrival and leaving her address so that Amy could direct Tara to her.
By the time Xia Er finished all this, it was already 1:30 PM.
After jotting down the details in her notebook, she took the family crest Ai Wei Na had given her and headed toward the police station.
Due to the need to "reshape" the corpse, she had to obtain it in advance, allowing herself ample time for the modifications.
Along the way, a small mishap occurred—the carriage she was in suddenly startled, tipping over on the road, and the wooden carriage shattered into pieces.
Xia Er used her "Prophet's Vision" to jump out of the window in time to avoid danger, only sustaining minor scrapes on her palm.
She knew this was likely related to her misfortune. After handing the driver 20 pounds, she ignored the incident, boarded a new carriage, and used Ai Wei Na's family crest to retrieve the burglar from the police holding cell.
She had two detectives escort the burglar back to her home, tied her up in the living room, and then gave each detective 5 pounds to send them on their way.
Xia Er had no intention of hiding anything; in fact, she was more curious about whether any unexpected events would arise from being seen.
Anticipating surprises would allow her to better investigate, as she couldn’t guarantee that no one would witness everything; she could only try to minimize exposure.
"What is Miss Xia Er doing?"
"I don't know... isn't that the robber from that night?"
"How did she get brought into the house?"
"Should we go check? It seems really dangerous..."
The two maids living across from Xia Er naturally witnessed the scene and began discussing whether to intervene.
In the end, for the sake of the young lady's mission and Xia Er's safety, the maid who had subdued the burglar the night before decided to head to Xia Er's house, while the other maid prepared to return to Ai Wei Na's estate to report.
The maid arrived at Xia Er's doorstep and knocked on the door.
After a moment, the door slowly creaked open.
A girl with dark purple eyes and long black hair, gradually transitioning to a shimmering blue from the mid-length, leaned against the doorframe. With a pale face and dark circles under her eyes, she looked at the maid and weakly said, "Do you... need something?"
The maid's gaze fell on the dark red blood still dripping from the girl's gloved hands, and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Xia... Xia Er?"
The maid tentatively spoke, feeling her teeth chatter, the metallic scent of blood wafting from the living room making her scalp tingle.
"Mm..."
Xia Er placed her hand on the door and slowly replied, "Just bring the food to my door later... I don't feel like cooking myself."
Creak—
The wooden door was shut with a sharp squeak, and only after it was completely closed did the chilling aura emanating from the house begin to dissipate slightly.
The maid took a couple of steps back, nearly tripping over the stairs behind her. If it weren't for the bloodstains left on the doorframe, she might not have believed her earlier feelings and what she had seen were real.
The midday sun shone down on her, yet it could not dispel the terror brought on by the girl named "Xia Er."
Chapter 129: Crossing the Door to Another Realm.
Creak—
Creak—
A series of bone-crunching sounds echoed from the living room.
Blood dripped onto the wooden floor, creating a rhythmic sound that, combined with the dim candlelight in the room, evoked a chilling sense of horror.
"Sigh..."
Xia Er let out a breath of relief, looking at the corpse lying on the wooden table in the living room.
The corpse's skin was pale, nearly devoid of color, and there were clear stitching marks on its face.
However, the body was largely intact; only the softer skin on the abdomen, inner arms, and inner thighs had been cut away, seemingly stitched onto the face.
Xia Er took a few steps back, gazing at her "creation."
It bore a resemblance to the woman she remembered... perhaps about sixty to seventy percent similar.
With the right clothing, the similarity could exceed eighty percent.
Now, all that was missing was an older appearance; she wondered if that would have any impact.
Xia Er brushed her long hair behind her ear, and a spider crawled from her hair onto her hand. She extended her hand, and the spider leaped toward the corpse.
Gray silk began to secrete from the spider's rear, wrapping around the corpse. Slowly, the body that had been lying there was mummified in silk.
In this era, there were no good methods for preserving corpses, and the place Xia Er rented lacked a cold storage, so she had to use this method to temporarily preserve the body.
Xia Er reached out, tugging at the silk-wrapped corpse, dragging it little by little to the kitchen and stuffing it into a cabinet.
After completing all this, Xia Er felt as if all her strength had drained away, collapsing onto the sofa, not wanting to move another inch.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. Her previously listless eyes lit up with unprecedented motivation as she got up from the sofa, heading upstairs while shedding her blood-stained clothes.
By the time she opened her room door, she was wearing only a thin dress. She walked straight to her desk and reached for the calming agent on the table.
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