Apart from the bloodstains on his body, Yan Yan seemed perfectly normal. His complexion was good, and there seemed to be no problems. If it weren't for his weak voice, I wouldn't have believed that the blood was his own.
"How did you meet Yan Yan?" Xu Yang asked me while holding the steering wheel. For a moment, I didn't know how to answer. Judging from today's situation, there might be some misunderstandings between him and Yan Yan.
I hesitated for a while. "We met by chance and then got to know each other." Xu Yang nodded. "He's very shrewd. Be careful not to be taken advantage of completely and still happily help him."
I blinked and looked at him in confusion. Xu Yang sighed. "Yan Yan has a deep mind. You, an innocent newbie in the antique shop business, are easy to be deceived."
"I trust you all," I said firmly, looking at him. "We're a team, and I choose to believe in you guys." A helpless smile appeared on Xu Yang's lips.
Xu Yang and I chatted on the way to kill time. Before long, we arrived. Xu Yang parked the car at the door. We got out, fished Yan Yan out from the back seat, and dragged him upstairs.
As soon as Fatty heard our movement outside, he quickly opened the door and looked at us anxiously. "Hurry up, Song Yiran can't hold on any longer."
Xu Yang took a quick step upstairs. Uncle was wiping the sweat off Song Yiran's forehead. Song Yiran was lying in bed with his eyes closed. He didn't struggle anymore, but his face was extremely red.
"Why is he so hot?" Xu Yang touched Song Yiran's face. His cold hand was on Song Yiran's face. He looked at Song Yiran with a pained expression and couldn't take his eyes off him.
"Where are the things you were asked to get?" Uncle asked anxiously as well.
"The things are with Yan Yan," Xu Yang said. "You and Chen Mu go downstairs to get them. Yan Yan is on the sofa in the living room." Uncle and I went downstairs to get the things.
Uncle gently closed the door. "How was it when you went this time?" "Don't worry, Uncle. I'm fine. What could happen?"
Yan Yan, unconscious, was lying on the sofa in the living room. Uncle was stunned when he saw him. "Is this Yan Yan? What's wrong with him?" "Uncle, I don't know what happened either. He was like this when I saw him."
"Don't worry about this for now. Let's quickly get the bones to save Song Yiran." I rummaged through Yan Yan's body. I felt a long and thin bulge around his waist. I pulled it out. It was a rib.
I handed the thing to Uncle. "Go and grind it. Xu Yang is waiting." Uncle took the rib. "Check his body. I think he's injured. Come up later."
Uncle took the thing upstairs. Before long, Xu Yang arranged for someone to prepare it. Fresh chicken blood was mixed with the ground bone powder, making a bright red paste.
Xu Yang gently helped Song Yiran up, removed the cloth from his mouth, and fed him the stuff little by little with a small spoon. A smell of blood filled the room.
Uncle came out of the room and chatted with me in the living room about what happened during this trip. "How's your inspection? Are you injured?"
I had just checked Yan Yan's body. He had firm abs, and there were no visible wounds. "I've checked. I didn't find anything unusual," I said.
Uncle looked at me in disbelief, then at Yan Yan lying on the sofa. He tore open Yan Yan's clothes. The blood on the clothes didn't come from Yan Yan's body. There were no major wounds on him at all.
"Come and help me turn him over," Uncle asked me to give him a hand. We carefully turned Yan Yan over and took off his clothes. There was nothing wrong with his back either.
Uncle said in confusion, "It shouldn't be like this. How could there be no wound?" I watched Uncle talking to himself. Uncle was about to take off Yan Yan's pants.
I grabbed Uncle's hand. What would this look like? Taking off a sleeping man's pants. People who didn't know might think we were going to molest him. It would be hard to explain then.
"Great!" Fatty's excited voice echoed in the building. He opened the door and shouted at Uncle and me, "Come quickly! Song Yiran is awake!"
I was extremely excited when I heard that Song Yiran was awake. Finally, he woke up. I quickly went upstairs and saw Xu Yang wiping Song Yiran's face.
Probably because he had just recovered and was still weak, Song Yiran didn't push Xu Yang away. He quietly let Xu Yang wipe his face. There were red marks on Song Yiran's wrists and ankles, as if he had been tortured. There were also bloodstains on his white shirt.
"It's so good that you're awake," I said, smiling with relief as I looked at Song Yiran. Song Yiran looked at me and tried to curl the corners of his mouth to give me a smile, but he failed in the end. He just nodded.
Fatty was so touched that he hugged me and said, "Brother Mu, look at them. They're so enviable. When will you treat me like this?"
I patted Fatty on the shoulder. "Don't dream, little Fatty. Can you compare your looks with Song Yiran's?" Fatty didn't say a word after hearing this. He pushed me away. "I knew it. I'd better go find my goddess." Then he ran aside to send a WeChat message to Shi Yuhan.
Xu Yang looked at me gratefully. "Thank you all very much. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do. I was only thinking about Yiran. I'm really sorry for my rudeness today."
I shook my head. "It's okay. But Yan Yan's situation is not optimistic."
Suddenly, the door was opened. Uncle looked at us angrily. "You went into the Kun Tomb?!" We only knew we had gone into a tomb. Who knew it was the so - called Kun Tomb.
Uncle was so angry that he wanted to slap each of us. "Yan Yan is under a blood curse! You went into the most evil Kun Tomb!"
"Uncle, we only knew the tomb we went into was very evil. As for what kind of tomb it was, we really didn't know," Xu Yang stated the fact.
Fatty put down his phone and nodded. "Yeah, Senior Shi only told us to be careful. He didn't tell us what kind of tomb it was."
"You young people are so impulsive! You've got something unclean on you!" Uncle was so angry that he pounded his legs. "Yan Yan is now cursed. What are you going to do?"
We were like pupils who had done something wrong. We kept silent and listened to the scolding from our elder. Suddenly, Uncle said, "Senior Shi? Shi Feiran?"
Shi Feiran was Shi Yuhan's grandfather. We nodded. Uncle sighed again. "It's really lucky that you're still alive." It sounded like he was mocking us.
Xu Yang broke the awkward silence. "It's dinner time. I've arranged for someone to cook. Let's go and have dinner together." Fatty's eyes lit up when he heard about dinner. "Is your family's cook good at cooking?"
"First - class. Absolutely delicious."
"What are we waiting for? Let's go. We can talk while eating." Fatty led everyone to the living room. He couldn't wait to have a good meal.
We sat down one by one. The atmosphere was a bit strange. No one said a word.