Amid the ruins of West Mountain Taoist Temple, Old Liu stared at Ren Ye, who was sitting on the ground shouting, and asked, bewildered but impressed, "What the hell did you figure out?!"
Ren Ye slowly turned toward the main hall of West Mountain Taoist Temple, his gaze settling on an old, dust-covered spirit tablet.
The tablet bore the name "Old Man Xunzhu."
"Let's go to the Desire Restraint Center in Seven Families Town. Right now." Although they had spent the entire night running around, Ren Ye felt no trace of drowsiness. Instead, he said excitedly, "Let's rescue Little Songstress."
"Sure. The Desire Restraint Center has people on duty at night. We still have some time, so we should make it. But what exactly did you figure out?" Apu was curious too.
"I'll tell you on the way." Ren Ye grinned, looking utterly refreshed.
Twenty minutes later, the four boarded the ferry and headed for Seven Families Town.
Inside the cabin, Xu Qingzhao wore a rare look of curiosity and great "wisdom." She said softly, "Though I can deduce some of Seven Families Town's past, I cannot connect all the clues. Zhu Zigui, hurry and tell me...!"
"Yeah. Keep us in suspense and your dick will shrink two meters," Old Liu urged.
"Ahem."
Ren Ye cleared his throat and sat cross-legged at the far end. "Let me tell you three stories."
"Three stories?" Apu froze briefly.
"Yes." Ren Ye nodded slowly, his face solemn and his brows tightly knitted. "All three stories begin with Shen Jishi. He's crucial, and he's the source of every sin. The first story is about him. Many years ago, to satisfy his personal ambitions, Shen Jishi stole his school's supreme treasure-the Nine-Curve Azure Cloud Bamboo. Then he came to Lust Village to seek refuge