Seeing the little girlâs excited expression, Huo XingâErâs eyelids twitched, and she quickly looked at her.
The little girl rolled over on the bed and was about to run outside.
Huo XingâEr quickly reached out and grabbed the collar of her dress. "Where do you think youâre going?"
"Iâm going to find Aunt Zhou."
"What for?"
"I want Brother Yanchenâs hair and blood!"
She remembered last time, when she was almost buried alive by Grandma, Ah Ling had said that if they werenât blood relatives, using the other personâs blood or hair could allow one to enter their dreams.
"What did you say?"
Huo XingâErâs eyes widened in disbelief, and she hurriedly asked, "What do you need these things for?"
Xiaosuisui replied without hesitation, "To find little brother! I can enter his dreams and ask him where he is. This way, we can find him quickly."
Huo XingâErâs mouth hung open. It took her a long moment to react. By the time she did, the little girl had already run out.
"Suisui, wait!"
Huo XingâEr quickly got up to chase after her. She recalled a past incident: her mother had managed to reach the mass grave just in time. Reportedly, this was because the little girl had called out to her mother in a dream, urging her to go to the mass grave and save her.
Huo XingâEr hadnât been present at the time and had only heard about the incident later.
She hadnât expected the young Xiaosuisui to possess such an ability. No wonder her learning of the Celestial Observation Technique was so fast; she was just short of opening the Heavenly Eye.
Huo XingâEr snapped back to her senses and hurriedly chased after the little girl, catching her by the collar, only to run into Ji Youzhi, who had just rushed back from the Government Office.
"Sister-in-law, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?"
Upon seeing Ji Youzhi, Huo XingâEr quickly told him about Zhou Yanchenâs disappearance.
Ji Youzhi didnât even bother to go home first and hurriedly asked where the Zhou Family lived.
He wanted to investigate the scene.
Huo XingâEr didnât know the Zhou Familyâs address, but Xiaosuisui did. The little girl immediately hugged Uncle Jiâs leg.
"I know! Iâll take Uncle Ji there!"
Ji Youzhi frowned.
He was going to investigate a case; why would he bring a toddler along?
"Suisui, be good! Just tell Uncle Ji where they live, and Uncle Ji will go by himself."
Xiaosuisui clung to Ji Youzhiâs leg and wouldnât let go, shaking her little head vigorously. "No, no! Suisui wants to go herself! Uncle Ji, please let me go!"
Ji Youzhi was speechless.
He actually couldnât bear to refuse her!
"Alright, let go. Uncle Ji will take you!"
Xiaosuisui, feeling content, was picked up and held by Uncle Ji. Then...
WHOOSH! Uncle Ji leaped onto a large tree!
Then, WHOOSH! Uncle Ji landed on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the uncle and niece had traveled a great distance, arriving at Zhou Yanchenâs home in no time.
The Zhou Familyâs main gate was still locked.
The courtyard wall had been knocked down by a wild boar the previous day.
"Weâre here, Uncle Ji! This is Brother Yanchenâs home!"
"Do only a mother and son live here?"
Xiaosuisui nodded. "Yep!"
"No oneâs home. It seems weâve come for nothing."
After saying this, Ji Youzhi began to investigate the courtyard.
The little girl ran to the main gate of Zhou Yanchenâs house, reached out to touch the small lock on it, and somehow, with a CLICK, the lock sprang open.
The little girl tilted her head, looked at the lock, and then pushed the door open.
Ji Youzhi turned his head to look at her, puzzled.
"How did the door open by itself? Could it be that the Zhou Family hadnât locked their door properly?"
Ji Youzhi didnât dwell on it. After inspecting the courtyard, he followed her into the house to investigate.
Zhou Yanchen and his motherâs home could truly be described as having nothing but four bare walls; they were poorer than poor.
However, they had quite a few books. He picked one up and flipped it open; the handwriting inside was crooked and messy, but every character was correct.
It looked like a textbook handwritten by the boy, Zhou Yanchen, himself.
Ji Youzhi was so engrossed in the investigation that he didnât notice the little girl take a strand of hair from a dog-eared, wrinkled book.