Now, the only confusing mystery was how Su Yizi made the fox speak to her in a dream.

Why did the fox choose her?

She smiled coldly, the black hair of her face becoming longer. She said, "Why did the fox choose me? I'm not going to tell you. I’m taking this secret down to the grave.”

After saying that, Su Yizi roared, stuck out her claws, and jumped at me.

Just then, the door opened.

Four or five people came in.

The leader was Feng Chunsheng. Behind him were a few towering, hulking men, one point nine meters tall on average.

They surrounded Su Yizi.

One middle-aged man said, "I am Zhu Changhe. Thank the inheritor of the Yin and Yang Tattoos for catching the real killer for the Zhu family."

"It was nothing." In fact, Chuanzi and I entirely could have forced Su Yizi's confession last night, but we were waiting for the Fox King’s people.

I was only responsible for forcing her to speak out words. As for killing her – that was none of my business.

"There she is," I said, pointing to Su Yizi.

The middle-aged man nodded, saying that Su Yizi was an evil fox.

I asked what an evil fox was.

Zhu Changhe said, “Foxes know how to cultivate themselves, otherwise there would be no Fox Empress. Su Yizi must have learned their method, and became this. With black hair on her face, long nails, and a strange power.”

So that was it.

I said to him, "How you deal with Su Yizi is your own business. We have done our part; goodbye."

"Thank you, sir." He handed me a big envelope, "After the death of Zhu Wei, we did not find the murderer in three years. Today, you found her. This is the reward of the Zhu family."

I took the envelope and said thanks.

Then he said again, "The ghost business ain’t easy. Brother, if you get in any trouble, tell us. Your business is our business."

"Thank you, Brother Zhu," I said.

"Yu Shui! So you sold me out?" Su Yizi roared.

"Sorry, but I did not betray you. These people are your enemy. Zhu Wei was their relative. Them killing you is perfectly justified." I took the envelope and left with Feng Chunsheng and Chuanzi.

The three of us went out the door a little dazed. Su Yizi claimed that others insulted her and despised her. She killed all her roommates and even used their body parts to make musical instruments. How could she be so evil?

I looked at Feng Chunsheng and said, "Brother Chun, how can there be such evil people in the world?”

"In fact, the world is not evil, and people are not evil." Feng Chunsheng lit a cigarette, squatting on the sidewalk. "I tell you, Su Yizi absolutely has a psychological problem. If she didn’t have a psychological problem, she couldn’t have done such a thing."

"Does she?" I asked him.

He said, "Of course. I have walked the road of life for many years; I can make this judgment. Don’t believe me? Follow me on a trip to Su Yizi's dorm. There should be some clues in her dorm."

“OK.” Feng Chunsheng, Chuanzi, and I went there together.

Chuanzi seemed to be particularly interested in this matter.

I asked him why he was so excited. He even followed us to investigate further.

He said he wanted to tell the story to visitors on his streaming platform. This was very exciting; it would definitely attract a lot of attention.

No wonder he had money. He had business sense.

......

On that afternoon, we went to her dormitory disguised as wire technicians. We said we wanted to enter the dormitory to install network cable, and got her dormitory key.

The dormitory manager probably also knew the story of the curse of the Fox Empress. He didn’t open the door for us; he just gave us the key, and let us find our own way.

Inside her dormitory, I found her laptop, but it had a password. I certainly couldn't open it, but Chuanzi could.

He had lots of fans. He called a hacker fan, and he told us how to crack the password. It was easy.

When I opened it, I found out why Su Yizi was chosen by the Fox Empress.

Su Yizi really had a mental illness. If anyone said anything even slightly disrespectful to her, she would hold a grudge and go crazy over it.

For example, if Zhu Wei said to her, "Let's go eat. It’s on me," she would feel that Zhu Wei was showing off her money; Zhu Wei despised her.

Su Yizi hated the rest of the roommates, too. When they weren't in the dormitory, she would torture Zhu Wei’s two foxes as an outlet for her manic psychology.

For example, she used toothpicks to poke them, or pulled the fox's hair, or used a strong flashlight to blind the fox's eyes.

The two foxes were really badly hurt; it was worse than death.

The foxes wanted to tell Zhu Wei in the dream.

Unfortunately, Zhu Wei was from Fox King’s family; foxes could not appear in her dreams. The fox told other people in a dream, but they didn’t believe it.

Finally the foxes could only beg Su Yizi to stop torturing them in a dream.

She knew those foxes were not simple.

She continued to torture them, forcing the foxes to tell her something useful. First, if there was a way to become a top musician. Second, if there was a way to become very powerful.

The foxes told her in a dream how to make musical instruments such as a drum made of a human face, a dulcimer made of a heart, and so on, and also taught her a few methods of cultivation.

So, after she invented the curse of the Fox Empress, she let the two foxes go.

Soon after, the girls went to the riverbank. Zhu Wei did not kill the fox because she wanted to eat it. In fact, the fox went mad and bit everyone under the direction of Su Yizi.

Zhu Wei had no other way. She killed the fox with the help of her roommates, while the second fox ran.

This was the story of Su Yizi. It was also the story of the drum and dulcimer.

I was a witness to this story, and once again witnessed the terrible disease of this city.

The terrible disease was no ghost; it was the heart.

How many terrible diseases were there in the city? I did not know. But I knew the heart should be cured.

......

The next day, several local newspapers reported the death of Su Yizi.

It said that Su Yizi died in her dormitory. The skin was peeled but there was no other visible trauma. However, the doctor found her heart was missing, along with a leg bone and a hand bone. It was rumored to be the curse of the Fox Empress.

Four instruments were piled up on her corpse: a drum, an erhu, a dulcimer, and a sanxian.

As for Chuanzi, in order to thank him, I gave him a Yin and Yang fish tattoo which could increase wealth. When he went back home, he told the story of the drum and dulcimer to visitors, and attracted a large following.

Many fans thought the story was very realistic and asked him how he came up with it.

He smiled and said that life was the most imaginative; sometimes, people could not even imagine the story of life.

......

On the second day after finishing the matter of the drum and dulcimer, we got Chen Sanli.

The weasel in the ghost house told us that only after bringing Chen Sanli to the ghost house would it let us go.

I went to the bank in the morning, and transferred the money that the Fox King’s family gave me directly to my mother.

I had just finished transferring the money when I got Chen Sanli's phone call.

"Hello? Little Brother, where are you? I came to see you." His voice sounded very tired.

I said I would send him the address.

When I hung up the phone, I sent him the tattoo shop’s address and went straight back to the tattoo shop.

In the tattoo shop, Cang Shu was sleeping, and Feng Chunsheng was reading a magazine.

I coughed.

Cang Shu immediately woke up and looked at the door.

Feng Chunsheng glanced at me, and scolded me, "Why are you coughing? I’m reading a book to increase my knowledge. These days, knowledge is very important, do you understand this truth?"

"Brother Chun, I understand, but it’s really indecent of you to read Playboy Magazine in broad daylight," I said to him.

I said that since we had no business that morning, we could have a drink. We should go downstairs and get a few cases of beer.

“Hah.”

They were immediately excited.

I was not a very old-fashioned boss. I could play when I didn’t have business. No wonder I played even when I had business..

Here I must say, Cang Shu's capacity for liquor was even bigger than her appetite. If there was something to eat, or something to drink, she didn’t think about it too much.

We got a case of cold beer and ordered a few kebabs.

Around eleven o'clock, an old man came in in the studio.

"Hello. Who is Yu Shui?" The old man asked us politely and introduced himself: “I am Chen Sanli.”