noffsinger Chapter 422 Sister, don't hand me over to him!
Chapter 422 Sister, don't hand me over to him!
Manager Hu wanted to scold him, but the words were cut off by the red steam rising from the boat planks.
The red dot at the center of the array slowly split into seven, each with a different shade of color, and circled around the remaining gas on the ship's deck.
Shopkeeper Hu immediately asked, "Are there seven lamps?"
Mo Chengyue inserted the array hook into the edge of the array plate, allowing the red pattern on the wedding boat to approach the array pattern through his sleeve, but without letting the blood energy fall into it.
"Seven boat eyes."
Manager Hu's lamp flickered to one side.
"They all have names?"
"Some are just empty spaces, some still have their old names, and some are worn out by the red lights."
"Which one is Shuang'er?"
Mo Chengyue did not speak. The seventh red dot on the array plate lit up first, and the light drew a thin line that went around the boat plank and pointed to the direction of the old river culvert outside the maple forest.
Shopkeeper Hu asked anxiously, "Where does it point to?"
"Pointing the way to loved ones."
The white paper lamp in Manager Hu's hand swayed slightly.
"What do you mean?"
Mo Chengyue used his sword sheath to press down on the edge of the array plate to prevent the seventh red dot from crawling outwards.
"This route is specifically designed to lure members of the Hu family, or those deeply involved in the Hu family's past affairs."
The color drained from Manager Hu's face.
"So she kept calling me last night."
"She's in charge of calling you."
Shopkeeper Hu's lips tasted blood.
"She doesn't want to."
Mo Chengyue turned his gaze back to the array plate.
"Maybe they're unwilling."
"Don't use anything that might trap me."
"I don't need to say 'maybe,' you'll immediately give your life to the ship."
Shopkeeper Hu's fingers gripped the lamp handle, her fingertips scratched by splinters, but she didn't let go.
"She was forced."
"I hope so."
You don't believe me?
"I don't believe in ships."
Manager Hu stared at the seven red dots on the array plate, his voice gradually growing hoarse.
"What about the other six?"
Mo Chengyue pointed to the first dark red dot.
"Identify the ferry."
He ordered a second one.
"Recognizing the old river."
The third red dot was forced to shrink outward by the talisman light, as if it wanted to hide in the ship's deck.
"Dream interpretation".
The fourth red dot circled around Manager Hu's bloodstain.
"Recognizing relatives."
Manager Hu immediately asked, "Isn't Shuang'er seventh?"
Mo Chengyue shook his head.
"The fourth path of kinship recognition is responsible for conveying the scent of kinship to the eyes that follow."
Manager Hu gritted his teeth.
"What are those eyes for?"
Mo Chengyue pointed to the fifth and sixth red dots.
"One recognizes the water source, the other recognizes the debt."
Manager Hu's gaze fell on the last one, the seventh one, which was the brightest.
"And the seventh?"
Mo Chengyue stared at the red dot, which was searching for Manager Hu's blood along the edge of the array plate.
"Seventh, recognize the old name, recognize the soft heart, recognize turning back."
Shopkeeper Hu slowed down his movements as he held the lamp.
"That's why she calls her 'sister'."
"Um."
"She makes people turn back."
"Um."
"She's been doing this for twenty years?"
Mo Chengyue didn't answer too quickly. He held the Yuhua sword sheath against the seventh red dot, and the talisman ash was burned black by the red light.
"This piece of ship plank only proves that she was in charge of this along the way."
Manager Hu stared at him.
"You left room for maneuver."
Mo Chengyue said, "Leave room for maneuver, and you'll have a way to survive."
Shopkeeper Hu closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, she forcefully suppressed the raging fire in her eyes.
"How do I find her?"
Mo Chengyue reached out his hand.
"Location object".
Manager Hu didn't move.
Mo Chengyue added, "It should have been something she used close to her body before she died, preferably not wet, and not touched by a red-light boat."
Manager Hu's expression changed.
"I have."
Mo Chengyue looked at her sleeve pocket.
"Take it out now."
Shopkeeper Hu, however, placed his hand on his chest, where a small cloth bag was hidden, its edges worn and white.
"This is the silver hairpin that Shuang'er dropped before she got married."
Mo Chengyue withdrew his hand without urging him to hurry.
Shopkeeper Hu said in a low voice, "That day she complained that the hairpin was too heavy, so she replaced it with the wooden hairpin I used to tie her hair. The silver hairpin was left in the makeup box, and I've kept it ever since."
Mo Chengyue glanced at the increasingly bright seventh red dot on the array plate.
"Give me."
Manager Hu raised his head, his gaze showing wariness for the first time.
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Stabilize her vital energy."
Will it hurt her?
"If she still has any energy left, the formation will only illuminate the way."
"What if she has none left?"
Mo Chengyue pressed the red line on the array plate back down.
"That silver hairpin will tell us how much of the thing that the girl on the ship called 'sister' used."
Manager Hu's face turned pale.
"Do you have to be so venomous with your words?"
Mo Chengyue said, "Do you want to hear what will save your life, or what you find pleasing to the ear?"
Shopkeeper Hu did not answer, but used his uninjured hand to untie the cloth bag on his chest.
Inside the cloth bag was an old silver hairpin, the head of which was carved with tiny frosty leaves. The silver color had lost its new shine, but it had been wiped clean.
Shopkeeper Hu held the silver hairpin in his palm, his fingers unwilling to loosen.
"When she was little, she was afraid of pain, and she would cry and run all over the yard when her ears were pierced."
Mo Chengyue looked at the silver hairpin but did not respond to her words.
Shopkeeper Hu added, "She loves osmanthus candy. Every time she tries to hide it, she can't, and her mouth is always covered in sugar powder. She even says she didn't steal it."
Mo Chengyue placed the calming talisman on her wrist.
"Don't give the ship any ideas."
Shopkeeper Hu tightened his grip, the silver hairpin leaving a red mark in his palm.
"I can't even think about her?"
"You can think, but don't follow the crowd."
"What constitutes not going along with the flow?"
"I wish she were on the shore."
Manager Hu was taken aback.
Mo Chengyue turned the array plate towards the dry leaf line, making the seven red dots farther away from the old river watermark.
"I want her to bask in the sun, I want her to complain that the hairpin is too heavy, I want her to steal candy, I don't want her to be cold, I don't want her to be on the boat."
Manager Hu looked down at the silver hairpin, his breathing gradually regaining its steady.
"You have a harsh way of speaking, but you're at least humane in your actions."
Mo Chengyue reached out and took the silver hairpin.
"Don't exaggerate, it'll easily lead to price increases."
Manager Hu's hand, which had just handed over the silver hairpin, paused in mid-air, as if he were letting go of the last bit of the past.
"If you lie to me, I will fight you to the death."
Mo Chengyue held the silver hairpin above the array plate, making sure it didn't touch the red dot.
"Get in line, there are plenty of guys who want to fight me tonight."
Shopkeeper Hu should have retorted, but when she saw the seventh red dot below the silver hairpin sticking upwards, she swallowed her words.
Mo Chengyue lightly flicked the edge of the array plate with his Rain Flower Sword, and Yin Yang True Essence spread along the engraved lines, drawing the remaining energy from the ship planks into a thin wisp.
"Turn the lights down."
Shopkeeper Hu immediately pressed the white paper lantern to the ground, and the flame passed through the hole in the soul-suppressing coin and landed in the center of the array plate.
"so?"
"Further to the right."
Manager Hu did as instructed.
"And now?"
"Can."
Can I speak?
"Speak like a living person."
Manager Hu stared at the silver hairpin.
"Shuang'er, if you still remember the shore, then don't be afraid."
Mo Chengyue looked up at her.
Manager Hu immediately changed his tune: "I was just telling myself."
"Then let's keep quiet."
The silver hairpin finally landed in the center of the formation. The frost-covered tip of the hairpin touched the seventh red dot, and the seven red lights in the formation plate simultaneously retracted inward.
The rotten ship plank under the tree roots emitted a damp, muffled sound, and black water seeped out from the place where the three characters "Hu Shuang'er" were carved, but a tiny white light floated on the surface of the water.
Manager Hu held back what he was about to say, and leaned forward with the hand holding the lantern.
Mo Chengyue held the sword sheath horizontally.
"Don't come near."
Manager Hu asked in a low voice, "Is that her?"
Mo Chengyue stared at the thin white light.
"It's the original trace brought out by the old silver aura."
"Can we find her?"
"We can find the boundary between the seventh ship's eye and her."
Just as Manager Hu was about to ask further questions, the silver hairpin on the array plate suddenly turned gently, its tip pointing towards the river outside the forest.
The sound of the tide deep in the maple forest stopped, and even the crawling of the red paper money ceased.
The next moment, a girl's cries came from the bottom of the river, penetrating their ears through the mud, the old river, the red lantern, and the water of twenty years.
"Sister, don't hand me over to him."