C3 Woe to the Nine Families

"Last night, your letter and the Hu family's letter came together. After knowing that you were in Qujiang, I hurried over," Jiang Louyue said.

"You came to find me?" Caisang was stunned for a while before she regained her voice. She found it unbelievable that Jiang Louyue had only woken up after half a month of coma. She was in a hurry to come to Qujiang. No matter whether she came to find her or to cleanse the filth, it seemed a little strange.

Jiang Louyue was not the only one who knew how to cleanse the filth in this world. Why would she take such a big risk to come to Qujiang? Jiang Louyue did not have such a heart for the people.

As for coming to see her, it was even more ridiculous. Everyone knew that her relationship with Jiang Louyue was not that good.

After hearing Jiaojiao, Caisang subconsciously took a step back as if she had expected the danger. Her hair stood on end as she put on a guarded expression.

Jiang Louyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She took two steps forward and entered the Hu family's courtyard.

Yan Tine looked like a young man with a sickly and weak aura. He gasped for breath after taking two steps. Seeing this, Caisang's heart was in her throat. She was worried that he would die before she could resolve this matter.

Actually, it was already the first step to invite Yan Tine. The linen clothes sect usually didn't come out of the mountain. When they did, they would ask for the auspicious signs.

Since he was here, it meant that nothing bad would happen.

When the few of them gathered in front of Old Master Hu's bed, they could tell that something was amiss.

Old Master Hu's three souls had been taken away.

Yan Ting covered his mouth with his hand and coughed twice before he could speak. He then said with a weak voice, "When did the old man faint?"

Hu Shisan was so scared by the tense atmosphere that his body was trembling. His face was pale and his lips were pale as well. He said, "He has been unconscious for seven days... My father had a strange feeling about half a month ago. If I count it, it was the night before the Devil Case happened."

"That night, there was a heavy downpour. The lightning was like a waterfall, and it was especially frightening..."

Half a month ago, the heavy downpour was both urgent and fierce. The lightning struck the ground continuously, causing the ground to shake.

Old Master Hu sat in the hall and looked out at the rain. He held a teacup in his hand and did not take a sip for a long time.

"Rumble..."

Another thunderclap sounded. The teacup in Old Master Hu's hand fell to the ground and the tea water splashed on his shoe. "Did you see it?"

"What did you see?" Hu Shisan was shocked by his father's reaction.

"She's back..." Old Master Hu stood up and walked out with a trembling body.

"Father, where are you going? It's raining heavily outside." Hu Shisan was shocked and wanted to stop him. However, he did not know where the old man, who was over fifty years old, had such strength to knock Hu Shisan away and run into the rain.

"Dad? Dad!"

Hu Shisan followed the old man and ran around in the rain. The rain of the beginning of spring smashed onto his face and body, causing the cold air to seep into his bones, causing him to shudder.

Old Master Hu raised his head and looked at the curtain of rain, as if he was going crazy. "Damn it, damn it. My Hu family has been in the Thousand Faces for a thousand years, and now it's going to die too..."

"Dad? What's wrong with you?" Hu Shisan held onto a black umbrella and raised it over the old man's head.

Old Master Hu didn't even bother with him. He ran straight into the storage room and took out a fire piston from his sleeve.

The storage room was strictly prohibited from using fire. All the Thousand Faces of the Hu family were stored here. If they saw a spark, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At that moment, Hu Shisan was scared out of his wits. At this time, the servants also noticed that something was wrong and hurried over to hold Old Master Hu down, taking the fire piston from his hands.

Old Master Hu's face turned red and his neck became stiff. "I burned them all."

"Dad, what are you doing?! The Thousand Faces Festival is right in front of us. If you burn them, what are you going to do in the Thousand Faces Festival in half a month?"

"We can't leave them. We can't leave them. One day, the Hu family will cause a huge disaster because of these Thousand Faces. It will be a disaster that will affect all the clans!"

...

Caiang stood at the side and thought. Half a month ago, it was the thunderstorm that caused Jiang Louyue to be unconscious for more than ten days.

Thinking about it, Caiang looked to the side. Jiang Louyue was sitting on a chair and was lost in thought. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Realizing that someone was looking at him, Jiang Louyue turned around and met her gaze. At that moment, guilt and despair flashed across his eyes. In the next moment, he returned to normal.

Hu Shisan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "From that day onwards, my father has become muddle-headed. Immortal masters, what should we do?"

"Did you find out who the deceased is?" Tonghua asked.

Hu Shisan was so anxious that he was like an ant on fire, "Qujiang is not big. All the families have already asked about it. No one has gone missing. It might be a tourist. I have already made a good relationship with the government. If someone goes missing, they will definitely inform us."

"This Thousand Faces stole the human skin." Jiang Louyue picked up the teacup on the table and used the lid to wipe off the tea leaves, "Could it be that those Thousand Faces are trying to hide in the city with the human skin? What are they trying to do?"

"If they are really hiding in the crowd with the human skin, we really have no way of finding them." Yan Ting said in a low voice. His chest was heaving up and down, and he endured a cough, "Tomorrow is the Thousand Faces Festival. The most important thing right now is to cancel the Thousand Faces Festival to avoid any trouble."

"This... We can't cancel it." Hu Shisan forced himself to say.

Tonghua had a serious expression on his face. He never smiled, and when he was relaxed, there were also a few deep creases between his brows, "When the time comes, there will be many tourists. If something goes wrong and causes panic, the number of tourists who die under the trampling will be unimaginable. Why can't we cancel it?"

"Because the emperor will be here this year." Jiang Louyue put down the teacup in his hand and spoke casually.

After hearing this, Hu Shisan's expression became even more bitter.

It was no wonder why he was so anxious. Anything that had anything to do with the imperial family was very troublesome.

If the Thousand Faces Festival was canceled and the people were angered, the Hu family would be destroyed. If the Thousand Faces were to cause trouble on that day and disturb the emperor, the outcome of the Hu family would not be good either.

Hu Shisan was so anxious that he was about to cry, "What should we do now?"

Caisang reached out her hand to scratch her neck. For some reason, she felt uncomfortable ever since she came to the Hu family.

It was as if something sticky was sticking to her body. She felt that something was wrong. She felt that there was resentment everywhere, and that there was ghostly energy everywhere.

However, when she checked carefully, everything was normal. There was no resentment at all.

The aura of the underworld was everywhere. She couldn't tell where it came from, nor could she find its whereabouts. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared like smoke.

Jiang Louyue pondered for a moment, "Let's go and see the dead body first."