Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 972 - 39: Very Familiar but Can’t Recall

The theater was filled with a hubbub of voices, with bystanders gathered layer upon layer, making it impenetrable.

Wang Yunxiao took out his badge and shouted twice, and only then did the crowd slowly disperse.

"What happened here? I heard someone died?"

He directly inquired upon finding the person in charge at the scene.

The person in charge hesitated, "No one died, it’s all a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding or not, you first tell me what happened just now."

The person in charge looked troubled, the main issue being that the incident was quite disgraceful.

The play scheduled for today was Mulan Joins the Army, featuring both literary and martial performances.

The so-called martial play included somersaults and spear tricks.

The new young actress was from the Southern region, with a gentle voice and delicate demeanor, which didn’t suit the martial performance very well.

As the saying goes, three minutes on stage, ten years of practice off stage, and this refers not just to singing; your physical skills must be solid. If your somersaults are sluggish, the audience is sure to ridicule.

The young actress, impetuous by nature, already lacked strong fundamentals, and panicked with the audience jeering from below.

She attempted a high-difficulty move to regain some reputation, but failed miserably, spinning 720 degrees in place and tumbling off the stage.

Landing on her head, she immediately fell motionless.

But just when everyone was in a panic, a guest stood up from the audience, walked over, checked her pulse, and said nothing.

Then he took out a pill from his pocket, broke the wax seal, and, taking the surrounding people by surprise, promptly stuffed it into the dead girl’s mouth.

The miracle worked!

The pill melted in her mouth, the young actress on the ground gulped, her body twitched, and incredibly, she opened her eyes.

The onlooking crowd was dumbfounded.

This was the work of an Immortal!

Only in the tales of Jigong Arhat can such miraculous feats be found.

Rubbing a mud pill on his body and sending it into someone’s mouth can revive the dead and regrow flesh on bones!

"Where’s that living Immortal?"

Wang Yunxiao didn’t buy this nonsense and continued to inquire.

"He left, didn’t say a word, turned around, and left calmly; no one could hold him back."

The person in charge also felt aggrieved. Not being able to stop the living Immortal to express gratitude had just earned him a harsh scolding from the old leader.

But compared to the living Immortal’s public miracle, he was more inclined to believe that their actress hadn’t actually died, she had just fainted and recovered on her own.

Otherwise, is it possible you’ve got smoke coming out of your family’s grave? Tumbling into the stage pit, breaking your neck, and an Immortal comes personally to save you?

There’s no logic in that. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Where’s the injured, I need to talk to her."

"In the backstage... Uh, officer, please wait a moment, I’ll inform her first."

"Is she not dressed or something, is there a need for all this formality?"

Wang Yunxiao keenly noted the subtle change in the person in charge’s expression, and immediately ordered, "Take me to her now!"

The person in charge dared not stop him, turned, and began winking at a young apprentice, who understood the gesture and turned to run.

"Is there something unsightly that you need to hide?"

"No, no, you’re overthinking..."

Wang Yunxiao quickly stepped forward and grabbed the young apprentice’s shoulder, "Where are you running off to? Come with me!"

If there’s nothing to hide, why are you all so guilty?

Grabbing the young apprentice, Wang Yunxiao headed to the backstage. Just as he reached the door, the person in charge loudly announced beside him, "Xing’er! The officer from the police station is here, he wants to ask you a few questions!"

"Get out!"

The response came from a man.

Oh, who would dare such impudence?

Wang Yunxiao almost laughed out of anger; who is this young master acting so brashly?

Upon entering, he saw the person sitting by the bed looked familiar.

It turned out to be Mu Tiansheng.

Wang Yunxiao had no profound impression of Mu Tiansheng, having only crossed paths once.

Moreover, Mu Tiansheng now looked very different from when they last met, appearing sickly and pale, and had become gaunt.

Therefore, Wang Yunxiao didn’t recognize him at first.

But Mu Tiansheng recognized him.

All past grievances surged up at once.

In fact, the resentment was one-sided; last time at the cinema, Mu had scattered nails in front of Wang Yunxiao’s car and burst the tires, thinking Wang would be helpless, allowing Mu to heroically drive over and save the damsel.

Unexpectedly, Wang didn’t even realize anyone had played a dirty trick, quickly changing the tire with ease.

Meanwhile, Mu’s own car somehow had a broken axle, stalling on the spot; the doors wouldn’t open, locking him and the driver inside.

It was nighttime, nobody was around, and without a phone, he was stuck freezing in the car all night, catching a severe illness, and was hospitalized for over a week, only recently getting discharged.

"I told you to get out!"

Just as Wang Yunxiao pulled out his badge, he heard a hysterical roar, causing him to raise an eyebrow.

What kind of obnoxious young master?

"Speak properly, don’t you have any manners?"

Mu Tiansheng’s eyes blazed, he pulled out a gun from his pocket, and pulled the trigger towards the ceiling.

Bang——!

A gunshot burst out, the backstage suddenly descended into chaos.

Then he aimed the gun at Wang Yunxiao, "I told you—ah!"

As the gun aimed at him, Wang Yunxiao had already advanced, grabbing Mu’s arm with a slight twist while kicking him in the belly, knocking him to the ground.

"Holding a gun, even attacking a police officer, right? You’ll be coming back with me to the station for tea."

"Do you know who I am...?"

"I don’t care if you’re the King of Heaven, that won’t matter."

A slap landed on Mu Tiansheng’s face, silencing him completely.

Wang Yunxiao comfortably sat down before the bed.

The delicate young actress looked terrified, "Officer, he’s the young master of the Mu family, you..."

"Are you being kept by him?"

"No... not yet..."

So you’re not yet his concubine, but you seem to have that inclination, right?

No wonder you’d have the audacity to go on stage despite lacking skill, perhaps pushed by a wealthy patron.

"Don’t worry about him; speak about yourself. Tell me what happened earlier in detail."

Wang Yunxiao locked eyes with the young actress and said sternly, "Tell everything, don’t hide anything, or I’ll take you back to the station for tea too."

The young actress hesitated, then shook her head, "Officer, I’m just as confused. When I woke up, I heard people saying that a guest fed me an elixir, saving my life, but I don’t know the guest..."

"Look up!"

Wang Yunxiao reached over and tapped her nape twice.

The young actress instinctively retracted her neck, suddenly letting out a gasp.

"Does it hurt here?"

"Yes."

"Falling like that and surviving is truly a miracle. Open your mouth!"

"Huh?"

"I told you to open your mouth, come over, you didn’t eat anything else just now, did you?"

"No."

Wang Yunxiao leaned close to the young actress’s mouth, lifted his nose and sniffed carefully, his brow slightly furrowing.

It’s just the common medicinal aroma, nothing out of the ordinary.

But hidden within it was a smell especially familiar, though he couldn’t pinpoint it then.