Chapter 162: Chapter 162

For a moment, she seemed to completely lose her mind and actually craved Li Tianyao’s body!

Wait, why was she on the table?

Her clothes were still relatively tidy, but her collar was slightly open, and she felt a faint pain in her neck.

Most importantly, Li Tianyao, standing before her, looked very strange.

His lips were vividly red. His neck looked as if something had bitten it, showing several faint tooth marks.

His usually neat black loungewear had two buttons torn off. This exposed his muscular chest, adorned with several clear scratch marks.

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At that moment, An Yan’s brain seemed to have crashed!

Never mind that, I need to make the first move! Gathering her courage, An Yan raised her foot and kicked towards Li Tianyao.

"Li Tianyao, you, you, you brute!"

Although she sounded fierce, she actually felt quite nervous inside. Therefore, she only used ten percent of her strength in that kick, and the man easily caught her foot in his large hand. He pointed to the injuries on his body.

An Yan guiltily averted her gaze, but her voice remained firm. "It’s you, it’s you! A big man like you, bullying a weak woman like me!"

Li Tianyao couldn’t help but chuckle as he looked at her. "You suddenly lost your senses. Qingqing came over and administered a needle; that’s why you’ve regained consciousness."

Only then did An Yan notice there was another person in the room.

Li Qingqing had already risen from the floor. She stood there with her head bowed, looking less like someone who had saved a person and more like someone who had done something wrong.

Hearing Li Tianyao, her head drooped even lower. "Yes, I thought the medicine should have been used up, so I came to clean up. Then I sensed something was wrong and administered the needle! Thankfully, no irreversible harm was done!"

An Yan breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that no irreversible harm had been done. "Who drugged us?"

Her brain finally returned to its normal thinking capacity.

She turned to look at the alcohol lamp. The most likely tampering would involve the herbal medicine, but she was sure it was fine.

An Yan looked at the Bell. Li Tianyao nodded. "It must be that."

Li Qingqing also noticed the Bell. "Big Bro Nine, what is that?"

"None of your business! Get out!"

Li Qingqing murmured an "Oh." She didn’t get angry despite being scolded. With her head still lowered, she packed up the burner and tools from the table and limped out.

An Yan forcefully pulled her foot from Li Tianyao’s hand and jumped down from the table. "Li Tianyao, what is going on here?"

Li Tianyao didn’t respond, instead taking out his phone to make calls.

"Find Qin Song. Detain him to prevent him from committing suicide..."

"Go to Qin Song’s house and take Qin Yaya into custody. Don’t let her contact Qin Song..."

In a short while, Li Tianyao had issued a dozen orders, all related to Qin Song.

Even if An Yan was slow on the uptake, she now realized something was wrong with Qin Song.

"Qin Song couldn’t possibly be Gu Shifang, could he?"

An Yan began to divine Qin Song’s fate again. Then she shook her head. "That shouldn’t be. I can divine Qin Song’s fate very easily, but I can’t divine Gu Shifang’s at all!"

"That’s because Gu Shifang truly is a dead man!" Li Tianyao declared.

"Huh?" An Yan was shocked. "What do you mean by that?"

Li Tianyao patiently explained, "Gu Shifang’s original body is already dead. He’s currently using Qin Song’s body. Unless he completely annihilates Qin Song, the Qin Song derived from the Fortunetelling Technique should still be Qin Song!"

What does it mean, his original body is dead?

Don’t people just have one body?

Dead, and still using someone else’s body?

An Yan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

"I’ve divined that Qin Song is now on a train!"

A normal train from the coast to Luocheng takes more than ten hours, and he even bought a hard seat ticket!

If he really were Gu Shifang, An Yan could only say that Gu Shifang truly paid attention to detail. He played the part of a poor laborer in his forties to a tee! He wanted to save on shipping fees by hitching a ride with her, and to save money on the ticket, he took a regular train instead of the high-speed rail.

Li Tianyao took out his phone and sent the train details An Yan had divined to his subordinate, Luolie.

Soon, a reply came back. "Our people are on the train now."

"Oh," An Yan said, feeling relieved.

Although the train was slow and made many stops, Li Tianyao’s men were not simple. The probability of capturing Qin Song was over eighty percent.

"Li Tianyao, what exactly is the relationship between Gu Shifang and Qin Song? And what does it mean that Gu Shifang is already dead?"

"Have you read cultivation novels? There’s a metaphor in them called ’body snatching’!"

"Are you saying Gu Shifang snatched Qin Song’s body?"

An Yan was completely baffled.

She had always believed she lived in a normal world, where talk of spirits and strange powers was nonsense!

The tree in her mind was already bizarre enough, but now body snatching too?

If Gu Shifang could snatch bodies, then what about Li Tianyao?

As she was lost in her wild thoughts, Li Tianyao’s voice rang out again. "To say body snatching isn’t exactly accurate. Strictly speaking, it’s more like Gu Shifang transplanted his memories into Qin Song’s brain. So, he is Qin Song, and also Gu Shifang."

An Yan knew about memory transplantation; some scientists were researching it. She’d heard that a prominent figure abroad had made some breakthroughs. He had supposedly converted human memories into binary code to transplant into AI, aiming for human immortality.

Could Gu Shifang be that capable?

No. If Gu Shifang could truly transplant his memories into another person’s brain, would Li Tianyao still be chasing him so hard that he wouldn’t even dare show his face?

If he revealed even a fraction of this technology, countless capitalists would be willing to sponsor him extravagantly, right?

But that was not the case.

An Yan frowned in thought for a moment, then a point suddenly occurred to her. "Li Tianyao, are there conditions or restrictions for Gu Shifang’s memory transplantation? Are there specific requirements for both the transplanter and the recipient?"

Li Tianyao nodded. "The information I have indicates that he can only transplant his memories into males whose destiny is compatible with his. Moreover, he can only transplant his own memories."

"How do you know he can only transplant his own?"

"If he could also help others transplant memories, he wouldn’t still be on the run. He could have easily picked a few powerful and influential backers and joined forces with them to attack me."

Gu Shifang could only transplant his own memories. And each time he ’died,’ Li Tianyao would wipe out the power base he had painstakingly built. This meant he started from scratch with each ’rebirth.’ Empty-handed, trying to fight the fabulously wealthy Li Tianyao, he could only lie low and bide his time to develop. No wonder he resorted to such underhanded tactics!

"Do you think it’s possible that if we... get together... it could cause some strange chemical reaction, allowing Gu Shifang to easily control you again?"

An Yan reined in her scattered thoughts and refocused her attention on the Bell.