After Marrying The Evil God

22- jiang yan

There was a mixture of people among the on-site staff. It couldn't be said that it was hard to mix in, but it couldn't be said that it was easy, either.

But Qi Baicha was there, and it became very easy.

Mr. Deng cautiously snuck in when no one was paying attention, focused on the front, arched his body, and walked lightly, as if performing some secret mission.

Qi Baicha followed him, hands in his pockets, and body straight, like he was strolling leisurely in a courtyard.

Mr. Deng's behavior was tantamount to covering his ears and stealing a bell. They had such a lofty goal, yet he was trying to act so sneaky. It would only be weird if people didn't notice them.
t/n: "covering his ears and stealing a bell" = only fooling himself

No one had yet discovered that Qi Baicha had used a spell, reducing the two's presence, making all of the personnel automatically ignore them.

Mr. Deng obviously didn't realize this.

He rejoiced: "This counts as successfully getting in! Although I don't know where Ya'er's dressing room is..." He had a guilty conscience, and didn't dare to casually ask a staff member, for fear of being found out.

"Hey, over there, come over and help move things!" Two staff members shouted at Mr. Deng.

Mr. Deng was taken aback: "Me?"

"Yes, hurry up!"

Mr. Deng looked back helplessly, finding that Qi Baicha was no longer where he was just now.

"Eh... where did he go?" He was startled and looked around, but he didn't even see a trace of Qi Baicha's shadow.

The Mr. Deng who no longer had a companion immediately turned cowardly. Not daring to expose himself, he obediently ran over to move equipment.

Qi Baicha followed the breath that made him uncomfortable, arriving at a dressing room.

There was no one in the dressing room, but there was a faint black aura lingering in the room, making people suffocate from just one sniff.

What a disgusting smell.

What a dirty heart.

Qi Baicha gently frowned. He could see evil people's hearts were black, but it was only a visual effect. Even if it was a condemned prisoner who had no regrets, and had a heart that was completely black, it wouldn't give off an odor. It being able to give off a substantial black aura and scent, where even the remnants left in the place that they stayed were so strong, meant that something was obviously off.

Only he could see this black air, and only he could smell the scent.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Fang Ya'er was still the goddess of the nation with a clean, pure, and flawless appearance. Only gods could see through the rotten soul under the beautiful skin.

Fang Ya'er was not a demon nor a ghost, it could be confirmed that she was a mortal, her body didn't have the aura of an otherworldly soul, it could be confirmed that she was a native, and the existence of systems or plug-ins was not detected... Qi Baicha ruled out several situations in one go, but he couldn't rely on a single glance to judge what happened to Fang Ya'er, or why.

He had to understand it in depth.

The theme of this variety show was youth, and it would be recorded in the school for a long while. He had to protect the children of this place from harm.

While he was thinking, there was a commotion outside.

Qi Baicha made himself invisible, quietly going out and checking it out.