Chapter 1257 - 431: What You Yearn For Will Echo Back

As soon as Wen Yan saw Fourth Great-uncle Master’s expression, he felt a prickling unease all over.

He wasn’t afraid of confronting someone head-on, but this kind of thing, which could be hidden scheming and might affect consciousness and thoughts, made him feel uncomfortable.

Because he knew very well that if someone planted any suggestion, or quietly altered any thoughts, he would likely subjectively believe that it was his own thought, changing gradually.

And human thoughts are inherently easy to change; opinions on many matters will change over time, and feelings and thoughts can be completely different.

The feeling sitting in front of a junk computer with a fan like a tractor at fifteen is definitely different from sitting in front of a computer with a 4090 graphics card at thirty-five.

Many times, a person can’t tell whether certain thoughts truly belong to them or are evolved from suggestions planted by others.

"Fourth Great-uncle Master, is there a way to find out who it is?"

Fourth Great-uncle Master furrowed his eyebrows slightly and shook his head with some difficulty.

"We at Fuyu Mountain aren’t very skilled at this. Go back and read the Nei Zhao Sutra more. If you fall asleep and encounter situations in dreams and can wake up within the dream, then there will be a basic protection, making those things difficult to affect you."

"But I feel like the person seeking me isn’t targeting these things. I can hear some sounds, those whispers. I’ve heard them before; they should be from a place I can’t return to..."

"Stop!" Fourth Great-uncle Master immediately interrupted, "Don’t say it out loud, and don’t think about it without reason."

"Huh, you knew long ago, Fourth Great-uncle Master?"

Fourth Great-uncle Master remained silent, staring at Wen Yan for a while, pondering, and then slowly spoke.

"If you keep thinking about it daily, trouble will come; it’s not a good thing."

"What about the person causing trouble with these things?"

"He’s likely dead. Daring to act this way, he would have been forcefully defeated in the roughest manner by the Witch Priest and will suffer backlash.

Against you, it might still be only in dreams, but he will definitely surface in reality due to backlash.

It’s like the stories you read where a drawn blade must see blood and a bloody blade must kill.

Either the enemy suffers or oneself does.

This situation usually occurs when using things beyond one’s control."

"Understood."

Initially, Wen Yan thought about asking the Black Box to check the day’s death cases, but reconsidered that if the one who acted suffered backlash and died, they likely wouldn’t follow normal procedures, like canceling registration and announcing the death.

Perhaps the person who acted had been considered dead many years ago according to procedures, now living under a new identity or as an undocumented person.

This route likely won’t lead to any results.

So the only option is to follow the original path and trace when the other party makes a move.

Recently, he shouldn’t rest outside; he should go home to rest, as it’s safe at home.

Wen Yan felt regretful, but then decided to wait for Scorching Sun Department’s investigation results. This time, the priority is high enough that there will be sufficient resources, and surely some clues will be found.

Wen Yan stayed at Fuyu Mountain for a while, chatted with Grand Uncle Master, and had a meal together before calling Sparrow Cat to open the window.

Back home, Wen Yan pondered and still decided to call the General Director to report the incident from last night.

If someone intends to kill him, Wen Yan wouldn’t be surprised; but if it’s not to kill him but to mess with him, then Wen Yan would have difficulty identifying the culprit, as finding suspects would be challenging.

After staying home for a while, Wen Yan couldn’t sit still indoors and went to Yu State to ask Doctor Meng, a professional.

Passing through the alleys of the village in the city, he turned a corner and saw a newly opened skewer shop, feeling slightly stunned.

In Nanwu County, it’s his first time seeing a store with such a name, essentially a hotpot restaurant, where all ingredients are skewed on bamboo sticks; you take how much you eat, and at the end, you settle by counting the sticks.

The sign looked familiar, reminiscent of Guanzhong County style.

At this hour, there wasn’t anyone around. Wen Yan lingered at the entrance, and the big sister at the bar inside saw Wen Yan and immediately waved at him.

"Handsome boy, want to try? Free pot base! Fresh ingredients guaranteed!"

Wen Yan touched his belly and entered the shop.

Sitting at the wooden table, looking at the big hole dug in the center and the small hole to place skewer sticks beside it, the familiar feeling immediately returned.

Wen Yan touched the table, momentarily distracted, and without realizing it, everyone on the street outside had vanished, and the noise gradually faded away.

The shop’s sign turned from brand new to old, and even the prefix before the words "skewer shop" changed; one letter seemed to have fallen due to time.

Wen Yan sat inside the shop, lost in thought while touching the table; the wooden table seemed to have gained a polish, and the smell of hotpot ingredients gradually emerged, with that particular aroma continuously invading his nostrils.

Outside, a group of teenagers walked in; the younger ones looked eleven or twelve, and the older ones about fifteen or sixteen.