Zhao Yuezhu said, "Besides the qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting, what exactly is the Fifth Heart?"

Qin Xin shook her head. "I don't know. Those words were said by that person when he was carried away."

Qin Xin's answer was within my expectations. Hunters sometimes say a few words to their prey, but it's more like talking to themselves. Who would sit down and confide in their prey? Unless, the hunter is too bored.

I turned my head and asked, "Has that person come again recently?"

"No!" Qin Xin shook her head. "That person hasn't appeared for a long time, hundreds of years, or maybe even more, I can't remember. Perhaps, he's already dead."

"That's why I asked you, is that person a human or a ghost?"

I said, "I see!" and quickened my pace.

According to common sense, Qin Xin, this fruit, should have "matured" long ago, and the person who planted the tree should have come to pick it. The fact that the person hadn't appeared probably meant that something unexpected had happened.

Now, the person who wants to pick the fruit doesn't have the ability to reach out and pick it. So, they changed their approach, using the "Bai Xin" (White Heart) to lure sorcerers, break the restrictions, and then kill people to seize their souls.

However, I can't be sure whether the person behind the scheme is "Bai Xin," or someone else entirely.

I need to find Ye Yang as soon as possible. He might encounter the "Bai Xin" before I do.

While constantly accelerating, I threw the phone to Zhao Yuezhu: "Call Leng Gou… no, call Ye Yang. It's the one labeled Leng Gou in the phone book, tell him the situation here."

Zhao Yuezhu made several calls before saying, "I can't reach him!"

I couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in my heart.

Judging from the distance, Ye Yang should have encountered Bai Xin before me. I've already come down from the mountain, but there's no news from his side.

Ye Yang is in trouble!

In fact, after Ye Yang left, he didn't choose to look for Bai Xin immediately, but went to the archives and found an old map of Wan City.

Ye Yang pressed the map and looked at it for a while: "Feng Ruoxing, can you help me see, are the victims in the Bai Xin story male or female?"

"They are all female." Feng Ruoxing said, "Except for those few sorcerers, every victim is female."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yang's mouth: "I see! Feng Ruoxing, I need you to do something for me..."

After Ye Yang sent Feng Ruoxing away, he avoided the cameras, hid in a corner of the archives, stuffed the map into his clothes, quickly left the archives, and rushed to the Wan City newspaper office, walking straight into the editor-in-chief's office.

The editor-in-chief was startled by Ye Yang's sudden intrusion: "Who are you? What do you want?"

Ye Yang lightly snapped his fingers: "I'm Li Po's brother."

I taught Ye Yang how to control people who had fallen under my Ghost Eye Technique. Ye Yang's snap was enough for the editor-in-chief to obey his orders.

Ye Yang said in a deep voice: "Let everyone get off work, and then take me to the archives! I'll only give you ten minutes."

The editor-in-chief chased everyone out of the entire newspaper office, and bolted the newspaper office door from the inside: "Sir, I'm done, I'll take you to the archives now."

After Ye Yang turned around a few times in the archives, he grabbed an archive cabinet with one hand and moved it to the side, raising his hand to tap the white wall behind the archive cabinet three times in a row.

The snow-white wall shattered between Ye Yang's taps, revealing a secret passage behind the wall.

This wall not only had a hidden mechanism, but someone had also painted a formation behind the wall skin. Without someone with a certain level of formation knowledge, unless they demolished the entire archive, they wouldn't be able to discover that there was a secret passage behind the wall.

Ye Yang shone a flashlight into the secret room, and in that secret room of only a dozen square meters, lay a female corpse - Xiao Wei.

The person who disappeared in the archives was found, but she had turned into a corpse.

Ye Yang wasn't a sentimental, melancholic person. In his eyes, corpses only existed in two states: becoming a zombie or not becoming a zombie.

He only glanced at the corpse and didn't look at the secret room anymore.

The editor-in-chief was so frightened by the corpse that his face turned pale: "Si... Sir... let's call the police! Let the police..."

Before the editor-in-chief could finish speaking, Ye Yang pressed his acupoints.

Ye Yang pulled out the map of Wan City from his body, spread it flat at the entrance of the secret room, and bit his fingertip to place four red dots on the map. He also took out four daggers from his backpack and inserted them into the four red dots respectively.

After Ye Yang finished all this, he dragged the editor-in-chief over and sat him down next to the map.

The editor-in-chief was sweating profusely: "You... what are you going to do? Don't mess around, even if you and Mr. Li..."

Ye Yang didn't listen to what he was saying at all. He took out his mobile phone from the editor-in-chief, added his communication software, turned on the camera, found a good angle, and placed the other party's mobile phone in a position where he could just shoot the editor-in-chief, sticking it to an archive cabinet.

Ye Yang patted the editor-in-chief on the shoulder twice: "What is owed must be repaid, this is the law of heaven!"

"No, no..." The editor-in-chief panicked: "I don't owe anyone anything! What are you going to do... let me go..."

Ye Yang left the archives without looking back, and before leaving, he pasted soundproof spirit talismans on the inside of the archives door.

At this time, even if someone came back, they wouldn't be able to hear the editor-in-chief calling for help in the archives.

Moreover, the archives had long become a taboo in the Wan City newspaper office. Who would dare to push the door open to see what was wrong inside.