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"This place is really 'dirty'," Xiao Ran said casually, glancing at the two people.

“Yeah, so let’s hurry up and go…” Qi Sizhi scratched his nose, avoiding Xiao Ran’s gaze.

Pei Shaoqing nodded silently.

Stepping outside the gate, the village is dilapidated, with crumbling walls and ruins everywhere. Wild grass grows rampant in the corners, rustling softly in the wind. An old well stands alone in the center of the village, its walls weathered and its water murky, seemingly lamenting the village's decline.

Xiao Ran gently wiped the wellhead, slowly raised her head, and said in a calm tone, "Since we can't find any clues here, let's part ways here." After saying that, she turned and left without looking back, her figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

Since leaving that door, Pei Shaoqing had remained silent and somber, walking on in quiet contemplation. A thousand thoughts seemed to be churning within him, yet he could not express them.

Qi Sizhi scratched his head helplessly, then hurriedly chased after him, calling out as he ran, "Pei Shaoqing, wait for me..."

……

In the dead of night, tranquility enveloped the entire mansion. Xiao Ran quietly summoned her maids and told them she was going out for a while. Taking advantage of a moment when the guards were slightly off guard, she nimbly scaled the wall and slipped out.

Before long, Xiao Ran saw Duan Li's figure under a willow tree not far away.

During the day, she was with the people from the Dali Temple, which made things very inconvenient for her. So tonight, she decided to visit Dirty Street again.

Upon arriving at Dirty Street, Xiao Ran headed straight east without hesitation.

In the stillness of the night, the scene here is completely different from that of the daytime. Fireflies flit about, their twinkling lights resembling the souls of the dead, drifting aimlessly in the night sky.

The scenery, set against the backdrop of tranquility, is quite unique.

Xiao Ran led Duan Li to that room.

"Duanli, take a look and see if there are any other secret passages here."

Duanli understood immediately and began knocking and tapping around the room, carefully searching for any possible hidden passages.

However, after a flurry of activity, he finally shook his head helplessly and said, "No."

Xiao Ran felt a strange unease. Why was there no secret passage? Could it be that the child had really been eaten by a monster?

Seeing Xiao Ran's furrowed brows, Duan Li looked around the room and saw some broken ornaments scattered around. He then said, "Perhaps what you are looking for is not in this room."

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Xiao Ran's mind.

If the child didn't disappear from this house, then was the headband deliberately placed here?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran shuddered at her own conjecture.

She had initially thought that the woman who had abducted the child had been careless and had left the headband there, but she never imagined that it was very likely that she had deliberately placed it there.

But in doing so, the trail went cold.

Xiao Ran felt somewhat disappointed, after all, she was not a member of the Dali Temple and could not see the crucial evidence, the forehead ribbon, with her own eyes.

Duan Li keenly sensed that Xiao Ran was in a bad mood, so he lowered his voice and said, "Why don't we... go out and look for her?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ran turned around and glanced at him.

The boy carried two short swords on his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree. His gaze, however, was somewhat uneasy, flickering slightly. His high ponytail fell quietly to either side of his chest, revealing a certain composure despite his young age.

Although he was a young man with little experience in the world, he was highly skilled in martial arts despite his young age.

Perhaps he really can see something.