Chapter 127: 127 Why is this mental hospital hidden so deeply?

127 Why is this mental hospital hidden so deeply?

Having already borrowed the knife, Tushan Jiu would not conceal the true reason.

She spoke frankly to Li Nanqing.

Li Nanqing's mouth stayed wide open, her face full of fright, and her speech became somewhat stammering:

"Little, little Jiu, you mean, you're saying that A Cheng, he, because he could see the little ghosts his father raised, was therefore locked up by his father?"

Tushan Jiu nodded.

Li Nanqing's hands holding the coffee cup trembled somewhat, "Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own offspring—how miserable must A Cheng be, locked up in the mental hospital!"

The source of her fear was not the little ghosts, but the actions of Jing Hangcheng's father.

Tushan Jiu didn't speak, merely looking at her.

Li Nanqing had been spoiled and loved since childhood, her life smooth sailing, so naturally she had seen few things that shattered her worldview.

Even if she had seen or heard of such things online, if they hadn't happened to her personally, witnessed firsthand, they were just stories she'd heard.

Now that these events have occurred around her, her fear and panic are completely normal.

Li Nanqing murmured, "No wonder, when A Cheng first recovered, he kept saying his eyes felt uncomfortable, as if he had floaters, always feeling a black shadow drifting before his eyes."

At that time she had even asked the doctor specially; the doctor examined him and said it was just an aftereffect, to observe for a while, and if it disappeared there was no need to worry.

Turns out that wasn't any aftereffect at all; it was merely a matter of the occult.

Li Nanqing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and upon opening them felt considerably calmer.

She asked, "Little Jiu, what should I do now to rescue A Cheng?"

If it were a person, calling the police would still be an option.

But if it's a little ghost, this becomes difficult.

Tushan Jiu tapped her chin toward the nail clipper in her hand, "Since I've already borrowed your knife, I'll handle this matter; I happen to go meet the little ghosts his father keeps."

These are all points!

If Li Nanqing hadn't borrowed the knife today, she definitely couldn't just go meddling in other people's office affairs.

But now it's each to their own ability.

No one dare try to steal her evaluation points!

Tushan Jiu's words left Li Nanqing stunned, and suddenly a conversation flashed in her mind:

"You're so young, who can you subdue?"

"I can subdue ghosts!"

Tushan Jiu possibly didn't know that, back then, this conversation was posted by her classmates on the school forum, and it's still topped to this day.

For some reason, she inexplicably felt a sense of safety.

Li Nanqing smiled at Tushan Jiu: "Thank you, little Jiu, please stay safe."

Tushan Jiu narrowed her eyes: "Just wait calmly for my call to pick you up."

"Okay." Li Nanqing nodded.

The two hadn't seen each other in a long time; they chatted a while and updated each other on recent events.

Upon learning that Tushan Jiu would now be living in Nan Cheng, Li Nanqing was also delighted.

After graduating, she got a position at an elementary school here, teaching language arts.

At first she was unfamiliar with everything, and aside from Jing Hangcheng she hardly had any friends.

Now she can have a friend also here; when idle they can meet for a meal or go shopping, so she won't feel so lonely.

Tushan Jiu thought the same.

She is currently very busy, but only temporarily; after finishing her exams and wedding, she will gradually return to normal—going out with friends, dating Xie Shiyu, enjoying life as a carefree salted fish, which is her ideal daily routine.

Li Nanqing said she would treat Tushan Jiu to dinner that evening, but Tushan Jiu declined.

"Let's eat after the meal, once things are settled I definitely won't stand on ceremony with Sister Nanqing—by then everyone can eat a bit more."

Tushan Jiu could see that Li Nanqing's mind was elsewhere; after learning the truth, she would only worry more.

This meal, whether eaten now or after the matter is resolved, feels different.

After parting with Li Nanqing, Tushan Jiu got into the car.

She told driver Wu Shuyue to go to Guangming Mental Hospital.

Wu Shuyue had driven for many years, yet he truly didn't know where this place was.

He turned on the navigation, only to discover that this place was indeed extremely hidden.

Not only was it in the southern suburbs, but it lay behind a deserted housing complex.

If one just passed by without deliberately detouring, they would never notice there was such a place.

The southern suburbs are far from the city center; the car drove for nearly two hours before arriving.

Upon arrival, Wu Shuyue realized that cars simply couldn't enter this place.

Because the surroundings were overgrown with weeds, there was basically no road.

He wondered, do the people of this mental hospital never come or go?

Tushan Jiu in the back seat also saw the outside situation; she calculated with her fingers.

Then she said: "Drive forward two intersections, then turn right, go about fifty meters and turn right again, and you'll see a small path that our car can just pass through."

Wu Shuyue agreed, following the route Tushan Jiu gave.

Five minutes later, a gravel road indeed appeared.

Both sides of this road are lined with towering trees that block out the sunlight completely, leaving no light at all.

A glance inside shows pitch‑black darkness, giving a horror‑movie visual feel.

Even though Wu Shuyue had seen much of the world following Tushan Jiu, he couldn't help feeling a chill down his back and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

However, with Tushan Jiu in the car, Wu Shuyue also had a mainstay.

The vehicle turned, switched on its high beams, and continued slowly into the interior.

In contrast, Tushan Jiu merely narrowed her eyes, a hint of sadness flashing in the depths of her gaze.

Why is this mental hospital hidden so deep?

It's not because this place is dark enough.

Her appearance here today will inevitably stir the undercurrents of Nan Cheng.

Let some of the aristocratic secrets hidden in the darkness be exposed to the light.

Do you think offending wealthy merchants or knowing some nobles' secrets means you've caught their weakness?

Jing Hangcheng's father, for his own benefit, could send his own biological son here—what about others?

As the saying goes, the more you know, the faster you die...... Here, this is expressed to the fullest.

Society has many dark sides, and the truth is often sigh-inducing.

This place is a fringe of the law.

Of course, the people here cannot be said to be absolutely innocent.

Those with greed like a snake trying to swallow an elephant are also not few.

Having grabbed someone's weakness, they want to use it as leverage, greedily seeking more benefits—how could such people tolerate even a speck of sand in their eyes?

Tushan Jiu does not want to meddle in others' fates.

She came today only to take away the person she intends to take.

As for whether it will make individual noble powers in Nan Cheng tremble, she won't bother about that.