Chapter 8：'a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea'?

Annoyed by Rahab's smugness, I decided to play a trick on him. With lightning speed, I tried to grab him and dunk him into the sink full of dirty water.

Thinking he was unaware; I felt a surge of satisfaction. But just as my hand was about to touch him, Rahab leaped up suddenly, dodging my grasp with a speed slightly faster than mine, and somersaulted in mid-air, landing perfectly on my head.

Rahab intentionally applied extra force as he landed, forcing my face into the dirty water.

I struggled, but Rahab's weight weighed my head down.

I heard him sneer above me, "Hey, kid, trying to embarrass me isn't that easy!"

After he finished speaking, I felt a sharp pain in my neck as Rahab whipped me with his tail.

Although this kind of roughhousing was usual for us, that tail strike really hurt.

Furious, I attacked Rahab with my legs and left elbow from three directions, hoping to make him jump.

As expected, the three-pronged attack made him leap off my head. Seizing the moment, I used my right hand to push myself into a flip, but the sink couldn't take the force and shattered.

With my eyes now clear, I saw Rahab below, looking smug. I laughed and said, "You damn cat! Let's have some fun today!"

Rahab smiled without saying a word and responded with a headbutt.

So, we started "playing" in the hotel room.

After several hours of "playing," the room was left in shambles, completely unrecognizable.

Just as we were about to sneak away, a cleaner happened to pass by the door.

To avoid any trouble, I had no choice but to use the "Eye of Illusions," making him see the room in its most pristine and radiant state.

As we left, the cleaner even thanked us loudly for making his job easier.

I waved to him and said, "You're welcome," before leaving with Rahab, both of us laughing.

In the following days, we conducted thorough investigations, but there was still no sign of Daji.

During this time, I secretly returned to my old home, but it was empty, with no furniture at all.

The damaged parts of the house had been completely repaired, clearly an attempt to cover up the incident.

Seeing the dusty floor, I knew the place had been uninhabited for a long time.

During this period, Rahab told me more about Daji.

The Demon Eye that Daji acquired is called the "Soul-Devouring Eye",known to be the most alluring among the many Demon Eyes.

Anyone who looks at it will not only be captivated, unable to look away, but also have their deepest primal desires awakened, regardless of age or gender.

If Daji doesn't stop, the enchanted person will keep staring into her eyes, their will gradually eroding until they become an empty shell consumed by desire.

Coincidentally, if Daji, as a fox, had acquired a different Demon Eye, she wouldn't have understood its use and would have perished from exhaustion.

But she got the "Soul-Devouring Eye". and other creatures, upon seeing her, couldn't help but be drawn to her, forcibly demanding intercourse.

Perhaps due to her natural fox instincts, Daji quickly learned how to absorb male semen to sustain herself.

By absorbing the life force of animals on the mountain, she eventually achieved enlightenment and transformed into a human form over hundreds of years.

Historically, Daji only used her seductive powers on those with high status because their words and actions impacted countless lives.

However, today, the feudal emperors of the past no longer exist, and the era of monarchs ruling the world has ended, so she has been inactive for many years.

Her reappearance now, Rahab speculates, is due to Daji exhausting much energy during her cultivation and urgently needing to replenish it. Therefore, she must enter the underworld to quickly gather enough demonic energy.

Hearing Rahab say this, I couldn't help but remark, "That's disgusting. Daji has fallen so low, and yet so many people still fall for her, fighting to have sex with her."

"I'm afraid that when you see her, you won't resist her allure either. Her Demon Eye is powerful, but her appearance is even more... Heh!" Rahab sneered, "Let me make it clear, if you can't resist her temptation, don't expect me to save you."

I laughed and said, "I don't believe I would be so easily enchanted by her. At worst, I'll open both of my Demon Eyes and confront her."

"No!" Rahab immediately became serious. "Kid, no matter what, you must never awaken both of your Demon Eyes at the same time. I don't think you want to..."

I interrupted Rahab, saying, "Old cat, I was joking. Do you think I don't know the consequences?"

After speaking, I sighed helplessly.

After more than ten days of investigation, we still had no clues.

We had interviewed hundreds of people, including prostitutes, clients, and pimps, but no one had seen a particularly beautiful prostitute.

Even those with unusually sharp eyes turned out not to be Daji after we found them.

Even when Rahab deployed his group of stray cats to act as informants, we still couldn't find any trace of Daji. (Animals generally have stronger senses than humans, and while Rahab doesn't have any specific cat-controlling magic, he understands cat language. By emitting a bit of demonic energy in front of the stray cats, he scares them into submission, making them remember the scent and then instructing them to search for it everywhere.)

During these ten-plus days, we hadn't heard of any major incidents either. We didn't know if Rofeco had stopped searching or if he had already found Daji.

"Could it be that Rofeco really got to her first?"

Rahab murmured softly in my arms as we climbed the stairs of an old tenement building.

Not long ago, we received a tip that a newly arrived prostitute with bright eyes and a steady stream of clients had moved into this building, so we came to try our luck.

Reaching the third floor and identifying the unit, I knocked on the wooden door and whispered to Rahab, "We can only hope this girl is related to Daji. Otherwise, we'll have to give up."

Just as I finished speaking, the wooden door suddenly opened. A slender girl in a school uniform stood behind the door, peeking out and looking at me with a half-smile. She was the last person we planned to visit today.

"Masturbation, 500. Oral sex, 1000," the girl chuckled, leaning against the door.

She had an unremarkable appearance but possessed a pair of large, bright, and lively eyes that blinked frequently.

Her face was pale as a ghost, and she still had a childish look, seeming only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Is there no full service?" I asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the girl's face flushed. She glared at me before turning around and murmuring, "Come in."

I smiled and followed her inside. Just as I stepped in, Rahab whispered through a secret voice transmission, "Xiaonuo, a cat told me there's demonic energy in Mong Kok. I'm going to check it out. Finish your investigation here and then join me."

Before I could respond, I felt a chill in my chest, and Rahab had already left.

This secret voice transmission was a technique Rahab used to communicate with me four years ago when I first used the Demon Eye.

The secret voice transmission is quite useful. It lets the caster speak directly to the target, and even if others see the caster's lips moving, they hear nothing.

However, this technique is quite difficult to master. Even I only know the theory and can't perform it.

It was dusk, and as I walked into the living room, I saw the golden rays of the setting sun shining through the gaps between the buildings, casting a proud glow on the white tiles.

I looked around and saw that the living room only had a sofa and a dining table, with no other furniture.

Although the house was small, it was very clean and spotless.

After the girl closed the door behind me, she suddenly said, "Give me the money first."

I turned around and saw her lowering her head, extending her left hand with two white jade-like fingers. I couldn't help but laugh at her appearance.

Hearing me laugh, the girl looked up at me with a slightly angry expression and said, "What are you laughing at?"

I laughed and said, "Are you afraid I won't pay? Have you always been like this? Haven't you scared away your clients?"

The girl's pale cheeks suddenly turned red, and she didn't say a word, her eyes moist as if she was about to cry.

Seeing this, I quickly took out my wallet and said, "Alright, alright, don't cry. I lose my composure when I see girls cry. Here's two thousand dollars; take it."

I took out two thousand-dollar bills and handed them to her.

Unexpectedly, the girl took the money, and her anger disappeared, replaced by a sweet smile. She said, "My clients always obediently give me the money. You're the only one who's so troublesome."

Seeing my stunned expression, the girl laughed even more brightly.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, saying, " Today's girls are truly inscrutable in their thoughts.."

The girl giggled and said, "It's not just girls these days. Women have always been unfathomable. Otherwise, why would there be the saying 'a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea'?"

After saying that, the girl looked at me with her big eyes, smiling without speaking.

Hearing this, I grew suspicious, wondering if her words had a double meaning. So I deliberately said, "How do you know that ancient women were also so intricate? I think the saying 'a woman's heart' is a modern invention. Women in ancient times were pure and sentimental. It's only because modern women receive more education that they become so cunning."