Xi Yu stood in the dim room, constantly thinking about the next plan in his mind.

"Children, you must find a dead child, otherwise this scene will not be enough." Xi Yu whispered to himself, with a resolute light flashing in his eyes.

He turned around suddenly and shouted at the black shadow in the corner of the room: "Go and handle this matter immediately! If you really meet a child who is similar to Xi Ping'an, if you die, you must buy it at a high price."

The black shadow moved slightly, and a low response came out: "Yes, Prime Minister."

A hint of ruthlessness appeared on Xi Yu's face. He knew the importance of this scene and could not be made any mistake.

The secret guards shuttled through the streets and alleys like ghosts.

Their actions were swift and secret, and they did not attract anyone's attention.

Finally found one.

When the secret guard found a farmer, the farmer was immersed in grief.

The secret guard looked at the small body, and although he felt a little reluctant, he still felt a little worried about negotiating with the farmers.

"Our master heard that you have a newly-dead child here and are willing to buy it at a high price." The secret guard said expressionlessly, but a hint of eagerness appeared in his eyes.

The farmer raised his swollen eyes, his face full of shock and confusion: "What do you want this child to do?"

The secret guard frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "You don't need to ask more about this, just know that the price we paid is enough for your family to live without worries."

The farmer hesitated for a moment and finally nodded under the temptation of money.

The secret guard immediately took out a bag of heavy currency and handed it to the farmers, then carefully picked up the child and turned around and left.

The secret guard rushed back to the Prime Minister's Mansion without stopping.

When they stepped into the Prime Minister's Mansion and came to Xi Yu, Xi Yu's eyes lit up instantly.

He walked forward quickly, looked at the child carefully, and showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Well done!" Xi Yu nodded slightly.

The secret guard was relieved and retreated silently.

Xi Yu looked at the child in his arms and felt a complicated feeling in his heart.

Outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was a solemn and sadness. The white elegy couplet swayed gently in the wind, as if it was also telling endless sadness.

Xi Yu looked dull and his whole body seemed to have been removed from his soul.

He quietly watched people come to mourn his deceased children one after another.

He kept shouting, "Why is God so cruel to take away my child?"

At the gate of the mansion, people looked sad, some were crying silently, and some were sighing in a low voice.

A woman walked up to Xi Yu and comforted her softly: "Sir, I am so kind to the change. This child must have gone to a better place."

Xi Yu raised his head slightly, looked at the woman with empty eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you...but I...I really can't accept it."

At this time, several children looked around in the crowd curiously, and they didn't understand why it was so sad.

A slightly older child pulled the corner of his mother's clothes and asked, "Mom, why are so many people crying here?"

The mother gently stroked the child's head and said softly: "Child, a baby has passed away. Everyone is very sad, so come and pay tribute to him."

In the mourning hall, Xi Yu looked at the child lying on the spirit bed, his heart was as if he was being stolen.

He slowly walked to the edge of the spirit bed, gently stroked the child's face, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Child, why did you leave like this? You are still so young..." He shouted in pain in his heart.

The sound of sorrow echoed in the air, adding to the atmosphere of sadness.

Xi Yu stood at the door of the mourning hall, watching the mourning crowd coming and going.

Xi Yu straightened his body and looked at the people who came to pay their respects. His voice was hoarse but firm, "Everyone, Xi Yu is not close to you, but you are not a friend, but I am very grateful in my heart. That hateful evil man took away my child so cruelly, and made Mrs. Gan missing. If this revenge is not avenged, I will not be a human being!"

In the crowd, someone comforted softly: "Sir, don't be too sad. It's important to take care of yourself. That evil person will definitely be punished."

Xi Yu nodded slightly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you for your concern, I will definitely make that evil man pay the price."

Outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, the crowd of mourning continued to flow like a tide. Xi Yu stood in front of the mourning hall, looking sad and full of grief.

Several wives came to Xi Yu quietly, with sad faces.

Xi Shi gently held Xi Yu's hand, with tears in his eyes and said gently: "Husband, don't be too sad. It's important to take care of your health. The child has a spirit in heaven, and he doesn't want to see you in such pain."

Xi Yu turned his head slightly, looked at the ladies, and sighed silently.

In the crowd, Wenxuan looked solemn and moved forward slowly with the team.

She was filled with emotion and felt sad about Xi Yu's experience. Finally, she arrived at Wenxuan. He quickly walked to Xi Yu, bowed deeply, and said sincerely: "Sincerely mourn and follow the changes. Such disasters are really accidents."

Xi Yu looked at Wenxuan, nodded slightly, and his eyes showed gratitude.

"Thank you Wenxuan."

That dark place was so quiet that it seemed as if you could hear the sound of your heartbeat.

Song Shuwen sat in a simple corner, eating the bowl of hot rice in front of him, but his thoughts were floating where they were floating.

The person who delivered the meal appeared quietly as usual, and his figure seemed blurred in the dim light.

He said in a low voice: "After this meal, I will take you to a place, and then you will know why your life is saved."

Song Shuwen raised his eyes slightly, looked at the man, but said nothing, just picked up the bowl silently and ate the meal mechanically.

His heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness, and he didn't know what was waiting for him.

But he understood that at this moment, there was no choice but to obey. Every bite of rice was filled with a hint of bitterness.

Song Shuwen thought secretly, what kind of secret is hidden behind this? Where will his destiny go?

After dinner, Song Shuwen was taken out of the dark place.

The moment he stepped out of the hole, the faint light made his eyes narrow slightly.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to be in a cave.

Continue walking forward, the damp smell in the air becomes stronger and stronger.

Song Shuwen's uneasiness was gradually expanding.

At this moment, two men suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

One of them said coldly: "Wear the eye mask and don't remember the route."

Song Shuwen's heart tightened and subconsciously wanted to resist, but looking at the other party's cold face and strong body, he knew that he had no power to resist.

In desperation, he could only nod in silence and agreed to their request.

The moment she put on her eye mask, Song Shuwen's world fell into darkness.

He can only feel the surrounding environment through hearing and touch.

The fear and doubt in his heart were intertwined, making his heart beat faster.

In the darkness, time seems to be infinitely extended.

Song Shuwen didn't know how long it had been, but he only heard the man who was delivering the meal say, "It's here."

Then, the man took his blindfold away.

Song Shuwen slowly opened his eyes and adapted to the sudden light.

He found himself in a house where the layout was simple and mysterious.

In the middle of the room, a man wearing a mask sat. Judging from his figure, he seemed to be a man.

The man spoke, his voice low and powerful: "My surname is Song, just call me Lao Song."

His words seemed polite, but his tone was very tough.

Old Song leaned forward slightly, stared at Song Shuwen, and continued, "I heard that our family is also named Song?"

Song Shuwen nodded slightly.

Lao Song asked again: "I heard that you have excellent medical skills?"

Song Shuwen hesitated for a moment and replied, "It's okay, just be sloppy."

A glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in Lao Song's eyes, and he said slowly: "The reason I kept you is to hope that you can use medical skills to save my mother. But there is a prerequisite, from now on, you must follow me. If you don't want to..."

Old Song paused, and his tone suddenly became cold, "I'll kill you."

Song Shuwen's face turned pale in an instant, and endless fear surged in his heart.

His brain was running rapidly, thinking about his situation. He knew that he didn't have much choice at this moment. But he didn't know what future he would face when he followed this mysterious old Song.

He bit his lip and said with difficulty: "I...I need to think about it."

Old Song snorted coldly, "You don't have much time to think about it, I'll reply to me as soon as possible."

After saying that, Old Song waved his hand and signaled the people next to him to take Song Shuwen down.

Song Shuwen was taken away from the room and felt in chaos.
To be continued...