Chapter 929: Blind Man's Lamp

A "Mo Shu Shi" human-monkey?" Yan Zhichun asked with some confusion.

"Yes, a Mo Shu Shi," Zheng Yingxiong nodded and said. "You really do know him, after all, he's friends with 'Yin Guo'."

"Why are you talking so strangely, kid?" Yan Zhichun looked at Zheng Yingxiong with puzzlement. "What do you mean by 'Yin Guo'?"

"I don't need to know your names," Zheng Yingxiong said again. "For instance, the moment I met you, I knew you were 'Duo Xin Po'. This ability should be useful to you all—you're really going to need me."

After hearing this, Yan Zhichun was slightly stunned. She could tell that the boy in front of her had some real skills.

Although she was indeed "Duo Xin Po", her mastery over "Hui Xiang" was so proficient that even the Ju Zhong couldn't detect it. Yet, this young boy had seen right through her.

A faint spark of inspiration flashed in Yan Zhichun's mind, and she quickly lowered her head to ask:

"Little brother, how did you find out about our 'Hui Xiang'?"

"I can smell the scent on you," Zheng Yingxiong said. "Everyone has their own unique scent, and your so-called 'Hui Xiang' has corresponding names that distinguish the scents on each person—that's my ability."

Zheng Yingxiong went on introducing himself to Yan Zhichun as if he were in an interview, speaking fluently and at length.

Yan Zhichun narrowed her eyes slightly as she listened. Using a person's scent to identify "Hui Xiang"—she had never heard of such a bizarre ability before. But now, it seemed… it was just perfect.

She turned her head to glance at Jiang Ruoxue, as if wanting to say something, but Jiang Ruoxue didn't understand.

"Uh… that look in your eyes…" Jiang Ruoxue hesitated. "Zhichun… are you thinking of bringing this child into the fold? At a time like this?"

"Yes…" Yan Zhichun said. "Although joining 'Ji Dao' right now is no different from directly committing suicide… but even suicide requires choosing a comfortable tool, right?"

Jiang Ruoxue frowned and thought for a moment before speaking: "Zhichun, I'm not trying to disagree with you, but can you tell me what we're supposed to do when all the 'Ji Dao' members gather?"

"We…" Yan Zhichun trailed off, at a loss for words.

"Why do we need a little boy who can identify types of 'Hui Xiang' to join us?" Jiang Ruoxue asked again.

Yan Zhichun hesitated for a long time but still didn't say, "We're going to destroy the Ju Zhong and the Xian Shi Ping."

After all, according to what Bai Yang had said back in "Jian Mo", if the higher-ups found out about this plan, someone would definitely step in to stop it. The existence of the Xian Shi Ping and Ju Zhong was beneficial to the higher-ups, so they wouldn't allow it to happen.

Even though Qi Xia had said that Qing Long was on their side, she still didn't dare to take the risk.

Qing Long might be standing with Qi Xia, but would he stand with "Ji Dao"?

Even if Qing Long could guarantee Qi Xia's safety, that didn't mean he would guarantee the safety of all "Ji Dao" members.

If anything went wrong with the plan, everyone close to her—whether Jiang Ruoxue, Zhou Mo, Old Sun, or Tong Yi—would die.

This was a bet she couldn't afford to make.

Besides, Yan Zhichun had only met Qing Long once, and that madman didn't seem like someone who could be reasoned with… he would make decisions based on his own whims.

"I can't say," Yan Zhichun replied. "Ruoxue… but I really have my own reasons. The entire 'Ji Dao' is about to enter a state of complete blindness and deafness. This child will be our 'light' for everyone—it's like the 'Lie Che Nan Ti'… If he comes, we might survive, but he himself will die. What would you choose?"

Jiang Ruoxue fell silent for a moment and looked at Zheng Yingxiong.

Yan Zhichun knew how risky this was, so she bent down, placed her hands on Zheng Yingxiong's shoulders, and said: "Kid, I need to explain the situation to you upfront. If you still want to join 'Ji Dao' after hearing it, I'll respect your choice."

"No need to explain," Zheng Yingxiong shook his head and said. "The worst that can happen here is disappearing, and I've been prepared for that for many years."

"You…"

"'Duo Xin Po'," Zheng Yingxiong called out. "I just saw you go into Qi Xia's room… Does this organization have something to do with him?"

Yan Zhichun didn't answer; she just gazed at Zheng Yingxiong with a deep, thoughtful look.

"Your scent tells me I guessed right," Zheng Yingxiong added. "You might not know my determination. He's your 'master', and he's also the 'master' I've chosen. I'm willing to bow down to him and follow his plans, even if I die along the way. Even though this place is already so wretched, I have people I must save, and I have my own longed-for 'paradise'."

Yan Zhichun blinked after hearing this, then turned to Jiang Ruoxue and said: "Is this kid always like this?"

"Don't call me a kid," Zheng Yingxiong said. "I'm a hero. I'll protect everyone."

Yan Zhichun couldn't help but laugh and cry at his brief self-introduction.

"Zhichun, he's more mature than you think," Jiang Ruoxue said. "Because he's a 'Zhong Zi' from 'Yu Cheng'. He's experienced a despair that none of us have."

Upon hearing the words "Zhong Zi", Yan Zhichun understood.

"No wonder the human-monkey spoke to you that way… After all, you're carrying the hope of an entire city," Yan Zhichun nodded, then said seriously, "Kid, what's your ultimate goal?"

"My ultimate goal is to liberate this 'Lao Yu'," he said. "If possible, I want everyone to return to the normal world. No matter who they are… I don't want them to suffer here anymore. For this goal, many people around me have stayed behind, but they used their last strength to push me forward, so I'm destined to die on this path."

"Good…" Yan Zhichun nodded. "Now you're part of 'Ji Dao'. Our goal is to protect this place. The code phrase is 'Ji Dao Forever'. Normally, you'd need to use the code to identify other members, but not anymore—you'll meet them soon."

Zheng Yingxiong looked at Yan Zhichun and was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "Good."

Yan Zhichun was about to end the conversation when she suddenly thought of something and asked: "Yingxiong, you said your memories have been preserved for a long time… exactly how long?"

"More than ten years," Zheng Yingxiong said. "But I can't remember the exact time, because I didn't have a sense of time at the beginning, so I didn't keep track accurately."

Hearing this answer, Yan Zhichun furrowed her brow and asked: "Then… do you remember things from about twelve years ago?"