Chapter 13 The Heart-Eating Demon

"A Heart-Eating Demon?" Upon hearing this term, Fatty's first reaction wasn't fear, but curiosity.

The name gave him a sense of unfamiliarity, as if it belonged to a villain from a Western fantasy movie.

In short, it didn't seem like something that would appear in reality.

Jiang Cheng seemed to see the confusion on Fatty's face and continued, "The name is just a title. I translated it directly from a few words. You can think of it as a ghost."

Hearing that the stalking ghost was indeed a ghost, and not some weird demon, Fatty's heart gradually returned to his stomach, and his complexion returned to its rosy color.

"Doctor," Fatty walked a few steps faster, recalling, "Do you remember the last time in Grey Stone Town, we met that Yamamoto... Yamamoto..."

"Yamamoto the Ancestor," Jiang Cheng added.

"Right, right, that Yamamoto the Ancestor." Fatty nodded repeatedly, then lowered his voice, "That guy was pretty strange too. Do you think this Heart-Eating Demon could be similar to Yamamoto the Ancestor, not a local product, but from somewhere else?"

Jiang Cheng was intrigued by Fatty's words "local product." It sounded strange at first, but upon closer inspection, that was indeed the case.

Yamamoto the Ancestor first appeared in Dongyang, following the footsteps of the Dongyang invading army to our land.

And this Heart-Eating Demon, it seemed, was brought by that dead foreigner.

Based on the information mentioned by Curator Zhou, such as the cross, the Heart-Eating Demon was most likely from the West.

"Very likely." Jiang Cheng continued to reason, "This Heart-Eating Demon was brought from the West, and the foreign man set up the secret room to eliminate it, or at least, to imprison it. But he failed, not only releasing the Heart-Eating Demon but also being killed by it."

"The Night Watchers heard about what happened here and came to deal with it. After paying a heavy price, they finally quelled the haunting."

"But their abilities were limited. They only suppressed it and could not completely eliminate it. So, after leaving, they left behind a series of arrangements, which you can understand as a kind of restriction."

"It was to prevent the Heart-Eating Demon from waking up." Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty, emphasizing, "But many years later, someone broke this balance, and the Heart-Eating Demon awoke again."

"It's... Yuan Xiaoyi!" Fatty said.

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng nodded.

After Jiang Cheng's analysis, the various clues in Fatty's mind became clearer, "That foreign man died in the secret room. Before his death, he performed the same ritual as Yuan Xiaoyi. Their purpose was to seal this Heart-Eating Demon."

"The method in the book is not wrong, but I don't have time. I can only try. If I fail... it will come out."

Fatty recalled Jiang Cheng's words, looked up, and said quickly, "Doctor, the focus is on that book. How could Yuan Xiaoyi possibly set up the scene in the warehouse? She learned it all from that book!"

"It's... it's the book corresponding to the number!" Fatty said, "It must be like this!"

"The book was left by that foreigner, and the things recorded in it must be related to the Heart-Eating Demon. And judging from the foreign man's behavior, he doesn't seem like an ordinary businessman, but more like a priest, or..." Jiang Cheng paused, "an exorcist."

Upon hearing the word "exorcist," Fatty's face twitched a few times, giving him a very bad feeling.

Turning around, looking at the library in the distance, even though the sun was shining on it, it still gave off a gloomy feeling, as if covered with a layer of frost.

The task that the exorcist and the Night Watchers had failed to complete now fell on them.

"Let's go." Jiang Cheng patted Fatty on the shoulder, suddenly changing to his arrogant tone, "Put your heart at ease. I can handle Yamamoto the Ancestor, would I be afraid of a Heart-Eating Demon?"

...

Just as they reached the bottom of the stairs, they saw Huai Yi and the others.

Gao Yan was full of anger, standing in front of the stairs, talking non-stop to Shen Mengyun, gesturing as he spoke.

Wang Qi stood aside, still with that nonchalant look.

"Did you get the book?" Wang Qi raised his chin, asking the first question.

Fatty was stunned and subconsciously looked at Huai Yi's face. Huai Yi looked innocent, as if he wanted to write "It wasn't me who betrayed you" on his face.

In contrast, Jiang Cheng was very calm. If it were him, he could guess eight or nine out of ten, "No."

Then, he briefly told everyone the information he had found.

"Heart-Eating Demon..." Shen Mengyun seemed very interested in this name. Judging from her eyes, some of her previous guesses seemed to have been verified to some extent.

Gao Yan also touched his chin, looked up, and looked in the direction of the library, "It seems that this library, which was once the Folk Museum, is the source of the stalking ghost."

"If you want to learn more information, especially how to deal with this stalking..." He paused, changing his words and saying, "this Heart-Eating Demon, you have to find that book."

Although the goal had been determined, the whereabouts of the book were currently unknown. But on the other hand, a few people didn't seem too worried.

Everyone had a premonition that the book was in the library.

A burst of hurried ringing rang.

The next class was about to begin.

"You guys go to class, I'll go find Yuan Xiaoyi." Jiang Cheng said.

"You alone?" Gao Yan didn't know if he was worried or really concerned about Jiang Cheng's safety. In short, his eyes were quite sincere.

Jiang Cheng smiled and replied in an equally sincere voice, "How about... Mr. Gao, you don't go either, and come with me?"

Gao Yan laughed awkwardly and stammered out two sentences after holding back for a long time, "I don't have Brother Jiang's status, so it's better not to cause trouble."

This class was Professor Wu's class. After Jiang Cheng separated from everyone, he sent a message to Professor Wu, saying that he was feeling unwell and wanted to ask for leave.

Professor Wu approved it, but also made it clear that taking leave would deduct attendance points, and there was no room for negotiation.

If the final score was low, don't come and complain to him.

Looking at the time, Jiang Cheng went to the school's milk tea shop, ordered two cups of hot milk tea, and then sneaked to the school infirmary.

Through the observation window on the door, Jiang Cheng saw that the senior student who had talked with him before was lying on the desk, writing something listlessly, looking very bored.

"Knock."

"Knock knock."

"Knock knock knock."

Jiang Cheng put his face close to the observation window, looking inside with anticipation.

When she first heard the knock, the senior student was obviously startled, but when she found out it was Jiang Cheng, her face softened again.

"Why are you here?" The senior student walked over, opened the door, and asked, "Don't you have class in the second period?"