You Want to Commit Suicide? Obstinately Unrepentant. Part 1

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Because there was a buffer zone, although the royal blue sports car was going very fast, the crash wasn't too severe.

Under normal circumstances, if the driver inside the car had properly fastened their seatbelt, then with the protection of the airbag, the driver themself would basically not have been seriously injured.

But tragically, Wu Xuan wasn't wearing his seatbelt, and it was a sudden stop, so his whole body was thrown diagonally into the steering wheel and windshield by the inertia the moment the car stopped. He smashed his head open, bleeding profusely. The airbag didn't do much to block him, and he was very seriously injured.

When Yu Zhen and Yin Yan parked their car and walked over, Han Ya was standing two steps away from the car door with a panicked expression, not daring to get closer, looking as if she were stunned silly by the miserable state of Wu Xuan inside the car.

"Call the police, and call for an ambulance. Wu Xuan has broken ribs and can't be moved." Yin Yan said to Yu Zhen in a low voice, then stepped forward, bypassed Han Ya, and found a way to pull open the sports car's door. Under the guise of checking on Wu Xuan's condition, he fed him a Pill.

The Pill took effect very quickly. The bleeding from Wu Xuan's head immediately lessened, and he even woke up from his coma, slightly opening his eyes.

"Don't move, and don't speak. Try your best to stay conscious; the doctors will be here soon." Yin Yan instructed, then backed out of the car and gestured to Yu Zhen. "There's a spare first-aid kit that Uncle Weng put in the trunk. Go get it. Wu Xuan's wounds need to be bandaged."

Yu Zhen, who had just finished his call, quickly turned and ran toward their car. He found the first-aid kit in the trunk, turned around, and jogged back.

"I don't know how to bandage wounds." Facing the first-aid kit Yu Zhen handed him, Yin Yan gave this reply.

Yu Zhen was silent. He stepped forward to take his place, got into the car, and began to bandage Wu Xuan.

Outside the car, Han Ya finally came to her senses, but she didn't check on Wu Xuan's condition first. Instead, she walked over to Yin Yan with a look of lingering fear, weakly trying to lean against him, and said with a trembling voice, "Yan... What happened to Xuan? I-I'm scared... I just knew that whenever I'm in trouble, you'll step up to help me..."

Yin Yan calmly took a sideways step to maintain his distance from her and said politely, "Miss Han, please conduct yourself with dignity. Men and women should maintain a proper distance. Also, I am married. Please do not address me like that."

Han Ya leaned into empty air and staggered comically. Biting her lip with tears in her eyes, she looked at him, feeling that the word "married" was like a knife stabbing straight into her heart.

She couldn't help but look toward Yu Zhen, who had stolen Yin Yan from her, but her gaze first met that of the blood-covered Wu Xuan inside the car. Startled, she reflexively took a step back.

"Wu Xuan was only briefly unconscious due to the sudden impact. He had already regained consciousness when I approached. He can hear everything you're saying." Yin Yan gave a 'thoughtful' reminder. Seeing a police car approaching, he stopped talking to her and strode over.

"Heh."

Inside the car, Wu Xuan retracted his gaze, his eyes full of mockery. He looked at Yu Zhen, who was nervously bandaging his wounds, and said, "Even an outsider like you knows to worry about me, but that girlfriend of mine... haha... I'm injured like this, and all she can think about is hitting on other men... Hiss—"

"Stop talking." Yu Zhen's brows were tightly furrowed. Remembering a soul he had encountered last night who died in a drunk driving accident, he couldn't help but advise, "How can you drive like that? If something really happened to you, think of your family, how sad they would be. If you hit someone, how desperate would their family be? There's no medicine for regret in this world."

He rarely criticized others like this and thought his tone was already quite severe, but Wu Xuan heard the earnest, nagging tone of someone disappointed he wasn't living up to his potential.

"Interesting." He spoke again, not listening at all. His gaze shifted outside the window to Han Ya, who had suddenly rushed to the front of the car with a worried expression, tears streaming down her face as if she was deeply concerned for him. He gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Everyone else says my driving is bad. Only one person... worshiped me for driving like this... My brother was right, my rebellious phase has indeed lasted too long..."

Worship? What was there to worship about such a suicidal way of driving?

Yu Zhen no longer tried to reason with the young master who had grown up willful in a wealthy family. After bandaging the wound, he got out of the car to wait for the ambulance to arrive.

Thanks to the Pill and the timely staunching of blood, Wu Xuan was still conscious when the doctors arrived. His spirits even seemed quite good.

When it was time to get on the ambulance, Han Ya wanted to follow as a family member, but Wu Xuan refused, insisting on getting on the ambulance alone. Before he left, he asked Yin Yan to call his family.

After the ambulance left, Yin Yan and Yu Zhen cooperated with the traffic police to explain the situation. The dashcam footage might need to be retrieved later.

Since Han Ya was with Wu Xuan, she was also kept for questioning. But she seemed to be on the verge of a breakdown, very emotional, and completely uncooperative with the police investigation, repeatedly trying to get close to Yin Yan.

Yu Zhen frowned deeply at the sight. Recalling Wu Xuan being carried away with a head full of blood, and then the original owner who had also been covered in blood and lost all warmth, he didn't want Yin Yan to get involved in this trouble again and reached out to pull him a little further away.

Before long, Wu Xuan's other older brother, Wu Ping, arrived. He actively cooperated with the police in handling the accident, completely ignoring Han Ya the entire time, treating her as if she were air. It was obvious he had a big problem with her.

After the situation at the scene was documented, the royal blue sports car was towed away. Han Ya's red sports car was newly bought and only had a temporary license plate. She was also suspected of drunk driving and chasing the vehicle involved in the accident, so both she and her car were detained by the police.

Yu Zhen hadn't expected Han Ya to be drunk driving. He was rendered even more speechless by the driving habits of these rich people. After cooperating with the investigation, he immediately signaled for Yin Yan to leave.

Before the two left, Wu Ping personally came over to thank them. His attitude was extremely sincere and solemn. "Xiao Xuan said on the phone that it was all thanks to you this time. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Yin Yan shook his hand in return, offered a few comforting words, then bid farewell and left with Yu Zhen in the car, also treating Han Ya as if she were air.

After all the trouble, the two continued toward the construction site as originally planned, but this time, Yin Yan was the one driving.

"Sigh..." Yu Zhen couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Yin Yan asked, "What's wrong?"

"I just don't get it. Han Ya could clearly live a good life, so why does she have to be so discontent and cause trouble? Both you and Wu Xuan, aside from some flaws like not following traffic rules, are excellent in all aspects—ability, financial resources, family background. And you liked her. What on earth is she so dissatisfied with that she has to—"

"Not me."

"What?"

"I'm not the one who liked Han Ya. My taste isn't that bad." Yin Yan parked the car next to the construction site's project sign, turned off the engine, and unbuckled his seatbelt. "We're here," he said.

Yu Zhen turned his head to look at him and inexplicably felt that he was angry.

Yin Yan turned his head and got out of the car, striding into the construction site.

'He really is angry. But why?'

Yu Zhen pondered, and then, miraculously, he instantly understood why Yin Yan was angry.

He quickly got out of the car, took two quick steps to catch up to Yin Yan, and added, "Of course, none of them are as outstanding as you. You're the best."

Yin Yan stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at him.

Yu Zhen looked back nonchalantly.

"Brown-noser."

"..." Yu Zhen felt that when necessary, a junior could be slightly less respectful to their elder.

"For you." Yin Yan took out a jade bottle and gave it to him, then strode forward again, saying, "Spiritual Qi isn't essential for you, but supplementing it occasionally is also helpful for your cultivation."

The jade bottle was warm and smooth to the touch, and quite heavy. When he opened the wooden stopper, a refreshing plant fragrance that cleared the mind wafted out, and another comfortable aura enveloped him.

Looking inside, he saw round, lovely, turquoise-colored little pills lying within, surrounded by a white mist formed from condensed Spiritual Qi that was slowly churning.

It was clearly good stuff.

Yu Zhen stoppered the jade bottle again and looked at Yin Yan's back, lost in thought.

'So this counts as... successful brown-nosing?'

The workers at the construction site had all been sent home for the New Year. The Yin Family's company had advanced the funds, and the person in charge of the construction team was responsible for making arrangements, buying tickets for everyone, and sending them back to their hometowns in batches.

Originally, a few people were supposed to stay behind to guard the site, but Yin Hexiang was afraid of more incidents, so he even had the guards leave. He just had a few more cameras installed for remote monitoring of the situation.

Because incidents had occurred frequently right after construction began, the buildings on the site hadn't been built very high, and the scaffolding was still low. Standing on a pile of sand, one could pretty much see the entire situation of the site with a single glance.

"Stopping the work was the right call."

After inspecting the three accident sites, Yin Yan suddenly spoke.

Yu Zhen looked over, his eyes full of a desire for knowledge.

"Right now, the highest scaffolding on the site is only three or four meters tall, with sand and dirt below to cushion falls, so even if they fell, the workers weren't too seriously injured. But if this continues, once the scaffolding gets higher, another fall for a worker won't just result in minor injuries."

Yu Zhen looked at the steel frame not far away, visually estimated its height, and nodded in understanding. Then he continued to look at Yin Yan, his eyes still full of a desire for knowledge.

So what's the reason? What's the real cause of the accidents?

"The scaffolding materials were all purchased by the company and inspected by specialists, so it's not a material issue." Yin Yan shifted his gaze from the scaffolding, bent down to pick up a construction plan that a worker had discarded on the ground, and asked, "Have you sensed the presence of any ghosts or monsters?"

After Entering the Dao, Yu Zhen had gradually developed a perception for souls. Hearing this, he closed his eyes to sense for a moment, then shook his head and replied, "No, not a single trace."

"So it's not the work of ghosts or monsters either." Yin Yan handed him the blueprint and continued to ask, "Take a look. What do you feel?"

Yu Zhen took the tattered, mud-stained blueprint. Looking at the site area map, which was shaped like an acute triangle, and the rendering of the finished Leisure Center in the lower right, he frowned instinctively.

The designer Yin Hexiang hired was naturally very good. The designed Leisure Center had a very modern feel. To make reasonable use of the terrain, the building was also triangular, and it uniquely had a slanted, protruding level added on top, which was planned to be a Stargazing Platform.

A very romantic design, but a triangle plus a triangle plus a protruding sharp corner... it was cool enough, but wasn't it... hmm, a bit too sharp?

"Schools, stadiums—these are all places with strong yang energy, suitable for suppressing baleful qi. The person who planned this area back then was very smart, probably also someone from the Daoist path."

Yu Zhen turned his head to look at him. "Strong yang energy, you mean..."

"This area used to be a prison for inmates, and the ground beneath our feet was the prison's execution platform, the place with the heaviest presence of blood and Yin Miasma."

Yu Zhen's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. He suddenly felt a chill around his ankles and couldn't help but inch closer to him. "Then what should we do? Would it be useful if I used my Merit to sweep this construction site?"

He still remembered Yin Yan saying before that Yin Miasma could only be neutralized by Merit.

This was truly an incredibly stupid suggestion. Yin Yan turned to look at him and asked in return, "You want to commit suicide?"

"???"

Yu Zhen shook his head foolishly.

"Then why would you make a suggestion that would cause you to exhaust your cultivation and die?"

Yu Zhen: "..."

The two returned to the entrance of the construction site. Yin Yan reached out and tore the site plan and design rendering off the project sign, casually burning them with Spiritual Qi. Then he took out the brocade pouch containing lotus seeds and petals and returned it to Yu Zhen.

Yu Zhen was puzzled.