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“I know you have extraordinary skills, Master Feng, and this door can definitely not stop you. However, it is very dangerous inside the door, filled with death energy. Living people cannot enter.”

Someone actually said that Feng Junzi possessed extraordinary skills. If this were anywhere else, Feng Junzi would probably have laughed out loud. But now he could only manage a bitter smile, a smile more unsightly than tears. It seemed that the speaker was indeed Qingye Yako, but Qingye Yako's words were not directed at him, Feng Junzi, but rather at Feng Xingzhi from sixty years ago.

Feng Junzi felt a chill run down his spine. He wanted to explain to the unseen Aoba Masako, but after a moment's thought, he gave up on the idea and asked instead, "Okay, I won't go in. Can you tell me what's inside?"

"It's very deep and very big inside, with many round pillars that emanate an aura of death."

Hearing this, Feng Junzi understood. This confirmed his earlier suspicions: the fluorescent cement pillars he'd seen on the beach some time ago had a history; they weren't accidental. Someone was using the abandoned air-raid shelter as a warehouse, likely containing nuclear waste or other contaminated garbage. Feng Junzi had solved one of his mysteries, but the answer brought even more questions—who did this? What was that Yazi's voice just now? And what did these things have to do with him?

At that moment, a sea breeze blew by, rustling the surrounding grass and trees like the footsteps of countless unseen people. For some reason, Feng Junzi felt a chill run through his body and dared not speak again. Instead, he hurriedly fled the place, looking back all the way, feeling as if something unseen was tracking him.

...

"Lingdang, can you explain this phenomenon of auditory hallucination? It's when you clearly hear voices in your ear but can't see the person speaking?" That evening, Feng Junzi asked Tao Muling while sitting on the sofa.

Tao Muling's expression remained gentle and serene: "Hallucinations? They are just a type of hallucination, often seen in people with schizophrenia. Of course, normal people can also experience this. In the cases I've encountered, many people have claimed to have heard the voice of Allah or God. They are all sane people, but at the same time, they are also devout religious believers."

Feng Junzi: "I don't believe in any religion. Do I look like I have a split personality?"

Peach Bell: "I can't tell. I'm just a psychology student, not a doctor at a mental hospital. So you're talking about yourself. Let me see your eyes."

Feng Junzi raised her head to meet Tao Muling's gaze. Her clear, black and white eyes were pure and beautiful, captivating and even slightly dizzying. Tao Muling continued, "Did you see something suspicious, and then you went to a suspicious place, and afterwards you heard some sounds?"

“That’s right,” Feng Junzi replied.

“This voice tells you that what you want to see is right where you doubt it, and you don’t have to go into a place you don’t want to go in the first place. That way you find the answer without having to take any risks yourself, right?” Although Feng Junzi did not tell Tao Muling about his afternoon experience, Tao Muling’s judgment was almost spot on. Feng Junzi became even more convinced that Tao Muling had the ability to see through people’s hearts.

Feng Junzi: "You're right about everything. So, would you say this is an illusion?"

Momoko Rin: "I can't say that. My mentor told me that psychology researchers cannot be swayed by the state of their research subjects, nor can they impose their own experience and judgments on the other person's self-experience. The human mind is a very complex activity. I'm just telling you how to provide a reasonable explanation if this is an illusion."

Feng Junzi: "Could you explain in more detail?"

Momoko Rin thoughtfully said, "For many schizophrenic individuals, they often construct a person or thing out of thin air for various reasons, which we cannot see, and then communicate with this person or participate in this matter. In other words, they design a role that others do not understand, and then play this role themselves. The reason why this is considered pathological is because they have woven a trap and then walked into it themselves."

Tao Muling's words touched upon Feng Junzi's innermost thoughts. He had once played the role of Feng Xingzhi from sixty years ago in a dream, and then Old Master Xiao had repeatedly hinted at a mysterious connection between him and Feng Xingzhi from sixty years ago. It was unbelievable for Feng Junzi to hear Yazi's voice, but if he was playing the role of Feng Xingzhi, then auditory hallucinations seemed to make sense. He couldn't help but ask again, "Then do I look like I'm sick?"

Tao Muling: "Your control over your emotions, the logic of your thinking, and the accuracy of your expression are all perfect; you're as normal as can be. Actually, you don't care at all whether you're really hallucinating; you're just testing how much I know." Tao Muling's expression remained calm, but there was a hint of displeasure in her tone.

Feng Junzi sighed, a hint of apology in his eyes. He had indeed been testing Tao Muling. Ever since Aoba Masako, who bore a striking resemblance to Tao Muling, appeared in such a strange way, he had become somewhat wary of Tao Muling, who could read his mind—a perfectly natural reaction.

...

Xiao Yunyi pouted, a little unhappy, as she walked away from get off work, complaining to her female colleagues about their boss. He often made her work overtime during dinner hours without pay or dinner. Just then, she heard someone call her name: "Xiao Yunyi—" Looking up, she saw a young man standing at the entrance, striking a cool pose, looking at her with a half-smile, clearly having been waiting for some time. This man was none other than Feng Junzi.

Xiao Yunyi's female companions chuckled in unison, whispering something in her ear. Xiao Yunyi was also surprised to see Feng Junzi and greeted him, "What brings you here?"

Feng Junzi: "I thought you were otherworldly, but it turns out you work at an animation design company, and you're working so late."

Xiao Yunyi didn't answer immediately, but instead took out her phone and quickly dialed a number: "Grandpa, this is Yunyun. You don't need to wait for me for dinner tonight. Someone invited me... it's Feng Junzi... Okay, that's all."

Feng Junzi almost burst out laughing at Xiao Yunyi. This girl was really good at taking advantage of people's moods; she had already taken care of dinner before he even had a chance to speak. After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yunyi asked Feng Junzi with a smile, "You've been waiting for me to get off work so eagerly, aren't you going to treat me to a meal? It's so late, I can't let myself go hungry."

Feng Junzi smiled wryly and said, "This is your territory, so you're in charge. I've noticed that your temper is very similar to that of a journalist friend of mine." At this moment, Feng Junzi was thinking of Lin Zhenzhen.

Xiao Yunyi: "Is she a woman too? Is she pretty?"

Women will be women; they always ask such irrelevant questions. Feng Junzi thought carefully before answering, "She is as beautiful and generous as you."

...

"Xiao girl, eat slowly, I still have something to ask you."

"It's okay, I'll eat mine, you can ask your questions."

"I have a friend who seems to be able to read people's minds, and even see the images they're imagining. How do you know that?"

This is called telepathy.

"There's another person who can hear sounds that others can't, and can even hear people from sixty years ago talking. How is that possible?"

"Feng Junzi, you're talking about yourself, aren't you? This is called 'ear communication'."

"There was a little girl who could see things that others couldn't. What is that called?"

"I'm not a little girl!" Xiao Yunyi finally put down her chopsticks and looked up to speak. "This is called keen observation!" After saying that, she suddenly realized something and stopped talking.

Feng Junzi laughed: "So you admit that I was talking about you. I invited you here today to let you see me clearly and see what you saw. What did you see when I was at your house that night?"

Xiao Yunyi didn't look at Feng Junzi, but stared at the empty seat next to Feng Junzi and asked, "Feng Junzi, do you really want to know? I'm afraid you'll be scared if I tell you."

Feng Junzi: "I'll be scared if you don't tell me. What's going on? What's around me?"

Xiao Yunyi: "Grandpa said you would feel it, and it seems you really did. So I'll tell you. There's someone next to you, I don't know if I should call her a person, she's right next to you, with her arms wrapped around your waist... Hey, are you alright?"

Although Feng Junzi was somewhat prepared, he still gasped when Xiao Yunyi described the scene, and his hand unconsciously went to his waist. He finally understood why he had felt tightness in his lower back for the past few days. Xiao Yunyi asked again, "Did I scare you?"

Feng Junzi replied as calmly as possible, "I was afraid of scaring you. Knowing that I'm possessed by a female ghost, you still dared to come out to eat with me?"

Xiao Yunyi: "She's not bothering me, so what am I afraid of? You should be the one who's afraid. But you don't seem as panicked as I thought."

Feng Junzi: "What do you expect me to be like after hearing this news? It's not like I've never seen a ghost before!"

Xiao Yunyi: "Ah! Have you ever seen a ghost? Tell me about it."

Feng Junzi regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth. Xiao Yunyi seemed very interested in this kind of thing, and he was afraid that he couldn't explain it clearly in just a few words: "I'll tell you another story about a ghost alley another day. Now I have another question to ask you."

Xiao Yunyi: "I know what you want to ask. I've said before that you're a very special person. It's okay for now, but if this situation goes on for too long, even if you have strong yang energy, you won't be able to stand it."

Feng Junzi: "I can't take it anymore. Tell me what to do? I can't let her keep clinging to me."

Xiao Yunyi: "The one who tied the knot must untie it. Do you remember how she appeared? It was the instant you tied the jade pendant to the sword tassel. I've said before that the jade pendant has a lot of yin energy and is spiritual; something must be attached to it. My grandfather said that the jade pendant was originally tied to the sword tassel sixty years ago, and you tied it back sixty years later. The appearance of this female ghost is probably related to that. So, was this meal worth it? I helped you solve such a big problem."

Feng Junzi nodded: "Worth it, absolutely worth it! I'll take the jade pendant off when I get home and ask Ms. Qingye to return to the jade pendant and rest well."

Xiao Yunyi: "Don't you want to ask her why she's clinging to you?"

Feng Junzi: "You're the one who wants to know, aren't you? Don't be so curious. I'll ask when the time is right, and I'll tell you then. I have another question for you now."

Xiao Yunyi: "Why do you have so many questions? This meal is too cheap for you."

Feng Junzi: "If Xiao girl feels she's been taken advantage of, I can treat you to a few more meals another day... There was a person who had a dream in which he became someone else from a long time ago. What does this mean? Is it reincarnation? Does such a thing really exist?"

Xiao Yunyi: "I don't know about reincarnation, but I've heard of this kind of thing. It's called 'life-seeking ability'! It's said that some people can occasionally see the past, and some people can even accidentally see the future. You can call it life-seeking ability, or you can call it wisdom eye."

Feng Junzi: "I didn't know such a thing existed. I wish I had a computer that could see the future of the stock market. Xiao girl, how do you know so much at such a young age?"

Xiao Yunyi: "Don't call me Xiao girl, I'm not a child anymore. These are all things my grandfather told me when I was little."

Feng Junzi: "The old man is really something, why does he always teach girls these things?"

Xiao Yunyi pouted: "Why do you sound more and more like my dad?"

Part 4 A Pair of Chopsticks Episode 21: Flowers Fall and Fade in the Dust

The weather was nice, but Chang Wu looked exhausted. He hadn't had a proper rest for a day and a night, and he had to rush back to the bureau that morning to write a case report. When he arrived at the office, Yuan Xiaoxia greeted him: "Captain Chang, you don't look well. You need to get some rest. You can't push yourself too hard when handling cases."

Chang Wu: "There's nothing I can do. Although they say they're not setting deadlines for solving cases now, they're always chasing after cases that are already registered. What happens when I'm not around?"

Yuan Xiaoxia: "By the way, your friend Feng Junzi called the day before yesterday afternoon, asking if there were any abandoned air-raid shelters in Longwangtang. It seems he is still investigating the cement pillar incident."

Chang Wu: "That's just his temper. He always wants to know the truth about everything. Let him investigate. He won't listen to advice anyway. You mentioning him reminds me. We found out where that person he asked me to investigate last time. I was just about to tell him."

Yuan Xiaoxia: "Who is it?"

Chang Wu: "Have you forgotten? He stole a Japanese man's wallet when we were eating at Longwangtang."

Yuan Xiaoxia laughed: "It wasn't him who stole it alone, it was the two of you who stole it together. So, is there a result?"

Chang Wu: "This man's name is Hane Kunio. He works for a Japanese-owned company in Binhai, at the Maolin Building. He doesn't have any special background, but the owner of this Japanese company has a very unusual name: Momoki Shinobu. Do you remember? The Japanese woman in Feng Junzi's house also has the surname Momoki. According to Feng Junzi, the person tracking that Ms. Momoki is Mr. Momoki's subordinate. I wonder if that's a coincidence?"

Yuan Xiaoxia frowned as well: "As far as I know, Peachwood is a very rare surname in Japan, just like the surname Wind in China. Very few people have this surname. This is too much of a coincidence!"

Chang Wu: "That's what I was thinking too, which is why I thought of telling Feng Junzi the news."

Yuan Xiaoxia: "I heard from Feng Junzi that this Miss Taomu is a psychological expert sent from the United States to our bureau to cooperate with the Normal University. We'll be meeting in a few days. I'd also like to meet Feng Junzi to thank him about the stock issue. Captain Chang, let's arrange to meet up sometime. It would be best if we could invite Xiao Zhengrong as well."

Chang Wu: "What, are you very interested in that Young Master Xiao? You've only met him once."

Yuan Xiaoxia: "Captain Chang, aren't you interested? It's the 21st century, and there are still legendary martial arts masters like that!"

Chang Wu asked with a smile, "Are you more interested in his kung fu or in him as a person?"

Yuan Xiaoxia: "I'm interested in both, is that not allowed?"

...

Now that the invisible constraint around his waist was gone, Feng Junzi felt much lighter, and his mind seemed clearer. It seemed Xiao Yunyi was right; Qingye Yazi's appearance beside him was related to him attaching the jade pendant to his sword tassel. After removing the pendant, he felt nothing. But according to another theory, could Xiao Yunyi's explanation be considered a form of suggestion therapy? He'd probably have to ask Tao Muling about that later.

Chang Wu just called and inexplicably asked Xiao Zhengrong if he had a girlfriend. What's that kid up to now? Does someone have a crush on Xiao Zhengrong? If so, it's most likely Yuan Xiaoxia. I'll have to ask Xiao Yunyi to find out. Chang Wu also mentioned Tao Muren on the phone, which made Feng Junzi ponder for a long time.

Feng Junzi wrote three names on a piece of paper: Momoki Ken'o, Momoki Rin, and Momoki Shinobu. Momoki Ken'o was a Japanese colonel sixty years ago, the one who challenged Feng Xingzhi to a duel, and also the person in charge of the Japanese army's secret operations in the Longwangtang area—all of this was told to him by Mr. Xiao. As for Momoki Rin, he had inexplicably "picked her up" from the street. The reason he brought her home was because he discovered she was being followed by a group of people, and now it seemed that the people following her were none other than Momoki Shinobu's men.

What was the relationship between these three people? Feng Junzi racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. The best way was to ask Tao Muling herself. Thinking of Tao Muling, Feng Junzi had another thought: this woman seemed to possess a mixture of various feminine qualities. She was a PhD student pursuing a degree in psychology in the United States, yet she clearly also possessed the gentle and submissive side of a traditional Eastern woman, which is very rare in modern society. For example, when he told her to stay home and not go out, she actually stayed indoors for weeks, cooking, washing clothes, reading, and surfing the internet, without complaining of being bored. She was completely obedient to this stranger, showing such trust.

Feng Junzi wondered again, why would Tao Muling trust him so much? It wasn't surprising; she possessed a penetrating insight into people's hearts, knowing he genuinely wanted to help her and harbored no ill intentions. So, the truly strange person was him, Feng Junzi. He had felt an urge to approach her when he saw her on the train, couldn't help but want to help her when he saw her on the street, and later, seeing her in danger, not only did he lend a hand but he also took her home! Was it simply attraction between opposite sexes? She was indeed a very beautiful woman, but that was probably not the whole reason. That feeling of wanting to be close to her and protect her arose naturally; he hadn't expected anything in return. What was wrong with him?

Feng Junzi had been pondering this question from afternoon until evening. After dinner, Tao Muling was cleaning up the kitchen, while Feng Junzi sat to the side drinking tea, his eyes still fixed on Tao Muling. Tao Muling seemed embarrassed by Feng Junzi's stare and stopped what she was doing, asking him, "You've been staring at me like that ever since you got home. What's wrong with you?"

Feng Junzi asked a very abrupt question out of the blue: "Who is Momoki Shinobu to you?"

Tao Muling seemed quite shaken upon hearing this; her hands trembled so much she nearly knocked over a plate, her face flushed and paled in turns, and her chest heaved with rapid breathing. Seeing Tao Muling's reaction, Feng Junzi was certain of two things: first, Tao Muling must know this Tao Muren, and there was a story between them; second, Tao Muling couldn't always know what others were thinking, and she certainly hadn't considered his question.

Tao Muling remained silent, as did Feng Junzi. After a while, Tao Muling calmed down and said, "Tao Muren is my brother, but he's not my biological brother. He's the son of my stepfather and his ex-wife. How do you know about him?"

Feng Junzi: "So that's how it is. Well, I'll tell you everything then. I've found out who was tracking you. They're Momoki Shinobu's men, Japanese employees of the Mokuzhao Group's China branch. And Mokuzhao Co., Ltd.'s China branch is located in Binhai, and Momoki Shinobu is the person in charge here. I think you should have known this already, so why didn't you tell me?"

Tao Muling's eyes were a little red: "I don't want to talk about the Tao Mu family. After I came to America, I had no contact with the Tao Mu family anymore. You've never asked me about this before."

Seeing Tao Muling's expression, Feng Junzi could more or less guess that Tao Muling's experience in the Tao Mu family was not pleasant, but he still asked, "What are the names of Tao Muling's father and grandfather?"

Momoki Rin: "Momoki Shinobu's grandfather was named Momoki Kensuke. I heard that Momoki Kensuke died on the battlefield sixty years ago, but he left behind a son named Momoki Kenji. Momoki Kenji is my stepfather and also Momoki Shinobu's father, who is the president of the Momoki Corporation you mentioned."

Upon hearing this, Feng Junzi finally understood the complex relationship between the three people, but he still had one question: why did Tao Muling's appearance resemble Aoba Masako so much? He then asked, "Have you ever heard of Aoba Masako?"

Momoko shook her head: "No, I've never heard of it. But my grandmother's name is Masako, but her real name is Honda Masako."

Feng Junzi suddenly remembered that Aoba Masako's husband was named Honda Taro, and Aoba was just her maiden name. He then asked Momoki Rin, "So your maternal grandfather's surname was Honda?"

“My maternal grandfather’s name was Taro Honda, but my mother was an orphan who lost her parents when she was very young. So all I know are their names.”

Having heard this, Feng Junzi fully understood the complex relationship between Momoki Kenjiro, Honda Taro, and Momoki Rin from back then. Momoki Rin's mother was Aoba Masako's daughter, the posthumous daughter Mr. Xiao had mentioned, and this posthumous daughter's real biological father was very likely Feng Xingzhi. In other words, Momoki Rin in front of him could potentially be Feng Xingzhi's granddaughter from back then.

Tao Muling seemed completely unaware of what Feng Junzi was thinking; she appeared lost in memories, her expression sorrowful. Seeing this, Feng Junzi felt a sudden surge of tenderness. He stepped forward, gently put his arm around Tao Muling's shoulder, and softly said, "Lingdang, come sit in the hall for a while and tell me about your background, okay?"

Momoki Rin's background is rather complicated and somewhat tragic. Her mother was an orphan from a young age, and Momoki Rin knows very little about her mother's childhood, only that she was born in Northeast China and returned to Japan with a settlement group after Japan's defeat in World War II. Momoki Rin's biological father was a Chinese-American who met her mother while doing business in Japan and they married. However, shortly after Momoki Rin's birth, her father died in a car accident. After that, Momoki Kenji appeared and often came to take care of the mother and daughter. Later, Momoki Rin's mother married Momoki Kenji. This Momoki Kenji was also widowed, and his ex-wife had a son named Momoki Shinobu.

Tao Muling's biological father left her and her mother an inheritance, which Tao Muling used to study in the United States when she was eighteen, two years after her mother's death. From then on, Tao Muling never returned to the Tao Mu family home; the only mark the Tao Mu family left her was her current surname.