After buying the new phones, I spent a full hour activating all the SIM cards, installing essential apps, and creating a WeChat group. I then sent each of them two thousand yuan in WeChat pay for any unforeseen needs.
It took them four hundred years (and more) to evolve from demons to humans, and now, with just this mobile phone, they could evolve into modern people.
They returned from shopping, and I taught them how to use their phones. These fairies were quite intelligent and not entirely isolated from modern society. After all, during their sealing in Jiuxian Cave, they had maintained contact with Mu Jige. Mu Jige, through his "dream-sending" ability, had kept in touch with the outside world and stayed up-to-date to avoid being outdated upon their unsealing.
However, they couldn't even type Pinyin, so they could only use voice messages for WeChat. The group chat was too lively, so I had to enable the "do not disturb" function.
After their evolution was complete, I rented a car through the platform – yes, just one, a 13-seater Toyota Coaster with fully tinted windows, making it impossible to see inside from the outside. The license plate was also impressive, a two-digit number. No ordinary person would dare to stop this car; they would assume it belonged to a high-ranking official making a discreet visit.
Driving the Coaster, I arrived near Song Lei's house. The alley was too narrow for the Coaster to enter, so I drove the car into the backyard of a restaurant. The owner, flattered, rushed over. I booked a table for lunch, asking him to prepare the dishes and have them ready precisely at noon.
After sending the owner away, I instructed the others to stay in the car and asked Zheng Bingbing to teach them the Pinyin system for Chinese characters, as voice input could be inconvenient at times, and they needed to learn typing.
I only took Yaoyao with me out of the car and into the alley, heading towards Song Lei's house.
I knocked, but there was no response. I suddenly remembered that Song Lei's sister, Song Miao, was a student and likely in class at this hour. I climbed over the courtyard wall, opened the door from the inside, and invited Yaoyao in.
"Your hands are quite nimble; you're a good candidate for martial arts training," Yaoyao remarked with a smile.
"Shen Xingyue doesn't say that," I replied with a wry smile. "She says I'm too weak and not suited for martial arts."
"Don't worry, I can strengthen you."
"How will you strengthen me? By 'absorbing Yin to supplement Yang'?" I asked.
"Hmm..." Yaoyao looked up at the sky, as if pondering the meaning of the phrase. After a moment, she nodded gravely, "Yes, that's precisely what can be done. Help me these few days, and once we find the key, I can reciprocate your efforts."
"Through the same method?" I inquired again.
"Mmm-hmm, between a man and a woman, Yin and Yang complement each other, isn't that what it's all about!" Yaoyao said casually.
That's quite good. I had assumed that once Yaoyao no longer needed me, we wouldn't be intimate anymore. It seems the pleasant times in bed can continue.
The door was locked. I didn't have any tools for external use, so I found a piece of wire and tried to pick the lock with some semblance of skill, but it didn't open. Yaoyao grew impatient, smashed the nearby glass window with a punch, reached inside, opened the window from within, and the two of us climbed in. We found Song Lei's diary and searched for clues.
Yaoyao remembered the approximate time Song Lei had mentioned. Following the timeline in the diary, she soon found it.
Song Lei's diary recorded that the key was called "Chuyun Bin" (出云鬓). Four hundred years ago, after sealing Mu Jige, it had been kept by her master. Before her master died, she passed the key to her final disciple, Aobai. After Aobai's family was investigated, the minister in charge of the confiscation, Wang Hongzuo, obtained the "Chuyun Bin."
This man had served as the Minister of Revenue and the Minister of War in the Qing Dynasty, holding immense power. He had confiscated several treasures from Aobai's residence and did not submit them to the emperor. To win the hearts of the Han officials, the emperor turned a blind eye. Wang Hongzuo was fond of the "Chuyun Bin" and kept it as a family heirloom, passing it down until the late Qing Dynasty. The Wang family descendants declined, pawning the item. It eventually fell into the hands of the Shanghai magnate Du Yuesheng.
Du Yuesheng, in his pursuit of Meng Xiaodong (a famous Peking Opera singer known as the "East Empress"), gifted her the "Chuyun Bin."
Later, Meng Xiaodong went to the island and passed away in the 1970s. Before her death, she passed the "Chuyun Bin" to her disciple, Song Ruping.
Song Ruping, a patriotic artist, returned the "Chuyun Bin" to the mainland in the 1990s when exchanges between the two sides resumed.
Coincidentally, at that time, the person in charge of "Shakespeare" on the mainland learned of the origin of this "Chuyun Bin" and acquired it as a treasure, keeping it in the headquarters' vault.
If things had ended here, obtaining the "Chuyun Bin" would have been extremely difficult. Yaoyao attacking the headquarters of sBA would have been like a moth flying into a flame...