"Dad, you're not well. You should rest." Tang Yu said.
"But your mother..."
"Leave picking up Tang Xiaomin to me."
As Tang Yu spoke, he drove towards Xianfu Group.
Along the way, he took out the sachet given by the old Daoist and sniffed it.
He couldn't help but be curious and wanted to find Tang Xiaomin to verify if something unexpected would really happen.
He still didn't believe in ghosts and gods.
The headquarters of Xianfu Group was in the suburbs, far from the hustle and bustle of the city.
As soon as he approached, it felt like he had entered a new world.
This was entirely because the atmosphere here was too strange.
Tang Yu parked his car in the plaza in front of Xianfu Group.
Even at night, the lively atmosphere here did not diminish, just like a bustling market.
Especially with the corpses brought by various hearses, always followed by a group of family members and accompanied by weeping.
A queue had formed outside the crematorium.
In the funeral department, wreaths and paper money were seen everywhere…
Funeral music, fireworks, firecrackers, and crying… one after another, ceaselessly.
The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and a strange burnt odor.
This was Tang Yu's first time in such a place, and it gave him a bad feeling. He even had an urge to escape.
However, curiosity conquered everything.
He casually found a staff member in a black uniform and asked.
"Hello, where is Tang Xiaomin?"
The staff member looked up at Tang Yu, then indeed told him.
"Miss Tang is in the funeral department, over there."
Tang Yu didn't think much of it and followed the direction the staff member pointed.
In the hall of the funeral department, Tang Xiaomin was currently discussing tomorrow's funeral with Lu Xing.
"There will definitely be many people tomorrow, a mixed crowd, and anything could happen."
"This time, Manager Yan personally arranged the manpower. You know Manager Yan's capabilities."
"Let's hope so."
As she spoke, Tang Xiaomin saw Tang Yu.
Lu Xing left first.
Tang Xiaomin couldn't understand why Tang Yu would come here.
"Why are you here?"
Tang Yu took a few steps closer to Tang Xiaomin.
The closer he got, the clearer Tang Yu's feeling became.
The gap between the Tang Xiaomin in front of him and the Tang Xiaomin from half a year ago.
In just half a year, she seemed to have grown taller, and even her face seemed much more mature than when she first came to the Tang family.
Especially the scent from the sachet…
Tang Yu didn't argue with Tang Xiaomin or say anything else.
"Mom prepared dinner all day. Because you didn't come back, Mom was angry with Dad and refused to eat dinner."
"I'm here to bring you home."
Tang Yu stated his purpose.
However, Tang Xiaomin couldn't believe that Tang Yu would be so kind.
She knew how much he disliked her.
"Heh."
"You came all this way to pick me up for a meal. Since when were you so kind?"
"I really came to pick you up. You should understand how your parents treat you now. Don't let their kindness go to waste. If I hadn't come home just now, it would have been Dad picking you up."
Tang Yu's change in attitude was too drastic.
They say that unusual events are often preceded by strange omens, and Tang Xiaomin was genuinely curious about what Tang Yu was up to.
She didn't insist anymore.
"I'm just about done with my work. Since you've come all this way, let's go."
Saying that, Tang Xiaomin walked out ahead of Tang Yu, and Tang Yu followed.
They walked side by side on the grounds of Xianfu Group.
Tang Yu's eyes occasionally scanned the surroundings.
He and Tang Xiaomin hadn't walked together peacefully like this in a long time.
Tang Yu made small talk.
"This place is indeed the largest funeral company in the magical city. There are corpses everywhere, and the atmosphere is eerie."
"You're talented and capable. I really can't understand why you'd work as a chief embalmer in a company like this."
Why did Tang Xiaomin come to this company and take this job?
It was, of course, because that was her original profession.
However, she definitely wouldn't say such a thing to Tang Yu.
"Because this job pays well."
Tang Yu: ...
He'd be a fool to believe her lies.
In the end, he didn't get any satisfactory answer.
Tang Xiaomin got into Tang Yu's car.
Tang Yu's car was a classic Mercedes-Benz. In the enclosed space, Tang Xiaomin quickly smelled a strange odor.
Immediately, she understood something.
She immediately opened the car window. As the car drove, the airflow rushed into the car, diluting the strange odor.
She wondered if Tang Yu had noticed anything.
He was very calm, driving steadily, without haste.
Tang Yu suddenly said, "Do you remember, the time I came back from a business trip, you picked me up at the airport, and you crashed the car I gave to Yiyi?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Tang Xiaomin in the passenger seat and smiled at her.
"At that moment, I had only one feeling: that I was dead. That I survived, I still feel it's a miracle."
Regarding that incident, Tang Xiaomin had nothing to say. She had simply wanted to crash Tang Yiyi's car and teach Tang Yu a lesson.
"You remember it so clearly, is it because the feeling at that time was too profound?"
Hearing this, Tang Yu's grip on the steering wheel gradually tightened.
He said in a commanding tone, "Close the window!"
Tang Xiaomin smiled.
"If I don't, Tang Yu, what can you do to me?"
As soon as Tang Xiaomin finished speaking, a strong push-back sensation hit.
Tang Yu shifted into fifth gear and stomped on the accelerator.
The car shot forward like an arrow, speeding down the road.
Tang Yu sternly questioned Tang Xiaomin.
"Why are you afraid to close the window! What are you afraid of?"
"Tang Xiaomin, what exactly are you?"
...
From the moment he approached Tang Xiaomin, he had already noticed that the scent of the sachet had changed.
The weather was so cold now, yet Tang Xiaomin dared not close the window.
This precisely proved that she had something to hide.
This was the first time Tang Xiaomin had seen such a frantic side of Tang Yu.
Before, he was the eldest brother in the family and a role model for his brothers.
Even after major changes, he would at most express his anger verbally.
Tang Xiaomin's expression was rarely so solemn.
"What I am, you already have an answer in your heart, so why ask?"
"The sachet you have on you is for warding off evil, isn't it?"
Tang Yu frantically pressed the accelerator, the car swaying, almost out of control.
"You... I will absolutely not let you, this monster, commit evil."
Tang Xiaomin turned and looked at Tang Yu.
"I advise you, don't court death."
Little did she know, her words completely broke Tang Yu's last psychological defense.
As they rounded a corner, the car shot straight ahead.
The car hit the guardrail, drew a parabola in the air, and then crashed heavily onto the concrete ground.
Everything fell silent.