NOVPUBChen Nan didn’t know whether Yang Ruoshui had fallen into that terrible nightmare.
The urgent task was to wake her up as quickly as possible.
He made a split-second decision and took out the needle bag he carried with him.
After spreading out the needle bag, silver needles twinkling with cold light appeared inside.
He knew that, given Yang Ruoshui’s current state, no amount of shouting would awaken her.
The only way to wake her was through silver needle acupuncture.
His gaze intense, he quickly located a critical acupoint on Yang Ruoshui’s head—the Baihui Acupoint.
This acupoint was linked to a person’s consciousness and spirit, key to waking her from the nightmare.
He gently twirled the silver needle and aimed it at the acupoint, inserting it with just the right amount of force.
The moment the silver needle entered the acupoint, it trembled slightly, as if resonating with Yang Ruoshui’s disordered spiritual fluctuations.
Next, he picked up several silver needles and targeted other crucial acupoints like the Yintang and Taiyang.
As the silver needles were inserted,
the originally chaotic and gloomy aura around Yang Ruoshui seemed influenced by something, starting to flow slowly around the needles.
Sweat beads gradually appeared on Chen Nan’s forehead.
His eyes, however, remained resolute and his hands didn’t hesitate.
When the last silver needle precisely entered the Fengchi Acupoint,
Yang Ruoshui’s previously furrowed brow began to gradually relax, and the painful and fierce expression on her face slowly eased.
Her body stopped trembling violently, and her breathing became steadier.
Finally, Yang Ruoshui slowly opened her eyes, still with a trace of fear in them, "I just had that dream again... it shouldn’t be like this!"
"Don’t worry," Chen Nan soothed her emotions, his face full of sympathy, "Even if my previous analysis was wrong, I believe we can find a way to cure this condition."
Previously, he had thought that Jizhou Prison’s feng shui was affecting Yang Ruoshui, but now it seemed that wasn’t the case.
Instead, because he possessed a strong positive energy.
And he had just performed Dual Cultivation with Yang Ruoshui.
All the Yin Energy within her had been assimilated by him; it couldn’t possibly affect her psyche!
As Yang Ruoshui slowly calmed down,
Chen Nan collected the silver needles from her head and then felt her pulse to inspect her body.
He found that her body was exceptionally healthy.
Chen Nan hesitated slightly before speaking, "Sister Yang, would it be convenient to visit where you live?" His eyes conveyed concern and seriousness.
Yang Ruoshui, initially stunned, then smiled warmly and shook her head gently, her eyes filled with amusement and tenderness, unable to resist saying, "Look at what you’re saying, I’m already yours, what could possibly be inconvenient?"
"Then let’s go!" Chen Nan said as he swiftly picked up the clothes from the ground and handed them to Yang Ruoshui with a serious expression, "Sister Yang, your situation is quite unusual."
"Modern science may be powerless against this, clearly, this is now a matter of metaphysics."
"We should go to your house first to see if there’s anything unclean at play, causing the nightmares to haunt you."
Yang Ruoshui nodded lightly and softly responded, "Hmm."
She took the clothes and dressed quickly.
Afterward, they walked shoulder to shoulder out of Plum Garden.
Chen Nan led Yang Ruoshui to his car and gallantly opened the door for her.
After Yang Ruoshui got into the car, he moved around to the driver’s seat and started the car.
Under the guidance of Yang Ruoshui, the car slowly made its way to the residential area where she lived.
Throughout the journey, both of them remained silent, preoccupied with their own thoughts. The scenes outside the car window flitted by like slides, hinting at an unknown mystery that might be lurking in Yang Ruoshui’s home.
The residential area where Yang Ruoshui lived was truly a paradigm of upscale luxury. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝓬ℴ𝓶
Stepping through the main gate.
Immediately, the eye was greeted by meticulously trimmed European-style garden landscapes, with tall palm trees and exquisite flowers intricately placed along the sides of the road.
Gently flowing water emerged from a meticulously crafted stone fountain, sparkling in the sunlight with gleaming ripples.
The security personnel in the guardhouse stood upright, their eyes vigilantly scanning everything around them, their steps as orderly as those of well-trained guards.
Chen Nan immersed himself in the environment, relaxing his body and mind, sensing the fluctuations in the surrounding aura without detecting anything out of the ordinary.
Then Chen Nan followed Yang Ruoshui into her high-rise home.
Upon entering, the spacious living room boasted fashionable European furniture, and a dazzling crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a kaleidoscope of light.
The high-end marble floor was so polished it could serve as a mirror, and the walls were adorned with pricey artworks.
Chen Nan began to meticulously check the room, moving from the living room to the kitchen, which featured custom-made, high-end wooden cabinets and top-tier imported appliances.
Then he moved to the bedroom, where the entire floor was covered with a soft cashmere carpet, and a large floor-to-ceiling window offered a panoramic view of the cityscape.
He used his spiritual power to sense every corner, not overlooking any detail, including the neatly hung designer clothes in the wardrobe, and the lavishly designed fixtures in the bathroom.
After a complete check, whether from the perspective of feng shui or spiritual sensing.
Chen Nan found nothing abnormal.
This made him fall into deep thought, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
Yang Ruoshui, too, keenly noticed Chen Nan’s unusual behavior, a vague tension rising within her, "Did you not find the answer you were looking for?"
Chen Nan shook his head, expressing helplessness, "Let’s go to the prison."
He could affirm.
The issue with Yang Ruoshui was not caused by feng shui; he feared there might be unclean entities around her, which could also be tormenting her with nightmares.
That was precisely why Chen Nan suggested they visit her office in the prison.
"Okay," Yang Ruoshui nodded gently with a tender voice.
One hour later.
Chen Nan and Yang Ruoshui arrived at Jizhou Prison.
The prison exuded an imposing and solemn aura, with its gray walls and strict security instilling fear in those who looked on.
Yang Ruoshui led the way, taking Chen Nan to her office.
The office was simple and orderly, with files neatly arranged on the desk, sunlight streaming through the windows onto the floor, everything appearing perfectly normal.
After leaving the office, they proceeded to the place where Yang Ruoshui usually took her lunch breaks.
It was a relatively quiet small room.
Inside, there was a simple bed, a few magazines beside it, a warm landscape painting on the wall, and the air filled with a tranquil ambiance, with no hint of anything unusual.
Not only that, but to ensure they overlooked no potential issues, Yang Ruoshui even took Chen Nan into the women’s restroom.
It was clean and tidy, the sink reflecting the light, the mirrors bright and clear, with nothing unusual about the stalls.
However.
Mysteriously, all these places that Yang Ruoshui frequented showed no signs of anything abnormal.
Chen Nan’s brow furrowed deeply, his confusion intensifying; he had hoped to find some clues here, but reality only drew him deeper into the enigma.
Yang Ruoshui looked anxiously at Chen Nan, her beautiful eyes revealing desperation and despair, "Is my situation hopeless?"
