After My Cross-dressing Cover Was Blown, the Movie Star Became My Accomplice - Chapter 29

Chapter 29

◎ Sleep peacefully ◎

Mu Yao had long suspected that the red-clothed female ghost’s appearance was related to the Investigation Bureau. Being prepared, he had not inhaled the smoke. However, he didn’t stand there brazenly and expose his identity; instead, he tilted his body and pretended to faint, falling to the ground. He wanted to see how these people would handle this sudden turn of events.

“I left this matter for you to handle, and this is the result?”

“Apologies, Captain. We didn’t expect the mechanisms within the mine to affect the guests filming the show. It was our mistake.”

The Rakshasa’s cold voice drifted from nearby. He was questioning his team members, and one replied with a trembling, sincere apology.

“What I need is not an apology, but a solution. They have already seen the corpses of the children. How do you intend to clean this up?”

The person beside the Rakshasa shuddered, and cold sweat instantly drenched his forehead.

“I will replace their memories to make them believe they fainted immediately after the power outage. It’s the same for the people outside; I will replace their memories. As for the videos in their cameras and any evidence that might be on their phones, I… I will handle it! Captain Rakshasa, today’s events will absolutely not leak out through the production crew!”

Hearing this answer, the Rakshasa did not immediately respond. The cavern fell into an instant silence; the other team members nearby didn’t even dare to breathe.

“Then what are you standing there for? Get to it. I only care about results.”

“Ah! Yes! I’ll get to it immediately!”

After a long while, seeing that the team members still hadn’t moved, the Rakshasa frowned and urged them. The young team member who had answered felt a wave of relief and hurried off to handle the cleanup.

“Captain Rakshasa, ‘Sweeping Dust’ just joined recently. Aren’t you being a bit too harsh on him?”

As the surrounding members scattered to handle the aftermath, a steady and capable male voice approached.

So that apologizing team member is a newbie with the code name ‘Sweeping Dust.’ What a fitting name—isn’t that exactly what the cleanup crew does?

Mu Yao lay on the ground silently faking his faint, mentally noting everything he heard.

“Joining recently isn’t an excuse for causing trouble. Yaksha, how are things on your end?”

The Rakshasa took a few steps and stopped right next to Mu Yao.

“The production crew outside has been settled. Someone will handle their memories. We can’t leave everything to little Sweeping Dust; if he leaves loose ends, it’ll be hard to manage. The parents of the missing children have been contacted. Once the number of bodies and their identities are confirmed, they will be notified to claim them.”

Yaksha reported in a businesslike manner, stopping behind the Rakshasa.

“And Zhang Hao’s soul?”

“Ruined. The ‘Black Trace Memory-Erosion Art’ destroyed all his memories. Even the ‘Spirit-Interrogation Art’ couldn’t extract anything valuable. Fortunately, his perception wasn’t completely destroyed; he can still feel pain. He can spend the rest of his life experiencing the agony of his punishment and properly atoning for his sins.”

Yaksha’s voice sounded slightly relaxed. Hearing that Zhang Hao would pay the price for his crimes, Mu Yao felt much more at ease.

The Investigation Bureau isn’t bad; they didn’t let Zhang Hao off.

The Rakshasa’s expression didn’t soften much. He only said coldly:

“The punishment given by the Investigation Bureau isn’t atonement. His true atonement only happens in the Underworld.”

Yaksha paused, then nodded.

“True. After he dies, he’ll have to face the Judge. Even if he’s a mindless idiot, given his current condition and damaged soul, he won’t be able to reincarnate as a human even if he enters the cycle. He has completely cut off his own path.”

This is the best ending for him. Only this way will Nannan and those children not have died in vain!

Lying on the cold floor of the cavern, Mu Yao tried his best to control himself so as not to expose his state or laugh out loud in front of the Rakshasa and Yaksha.

Rakshasa is the captain of the Ninth Group, so who is Yaksha? Judging by his voice, he doesn’t seem very afraid of… Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?!

Mu Yao was in a great mood after hearing Zhang Hao’s fate. While faking his faint, he even had the heart to guess Yaksha’s identity. But before he could figure anything out, he felt someone pick him up. He almost opened his eyes directly to grab the person’s collar and interrogate them.

“I’ll take him away. I’ll handle his memory personally. You guys take care of the others.”

Mu Yao felt the Rakshasa pick him up easily in a princess carry and even give him a light bounce—the movement wasn’t large, but the emotional damage was profound.

…After this show, I’m gaining weight. How can I be picked up so easily by the Rakshasa!

The Rakshasa carried Mu Yao out of the cavern filled with corpses. The slight swaying from the walking made Mu Yao feel a bit drowsy. He fought to stay conscious, determined not to fall asleep defenselessly in front of the Rakshasa.

After an unknown amount of time, the Rakshasa finally stopped. He placed Mu Yao on the ground and gently reached out to touch Mu Yao’s face.

“Sleep peacefully. There won’t be any more danger. You’re safe.”

The Rakshasa’s voice was deep and very gentle. Since meeting him, Mu Yao had never heard him use such a tone!

For a moment, Mu Yao felt the hair on his body stand up, and goosebumps broke out everywhere.

Did this Rakshasa take the wrong medicine or have a personality shift? How can he be so gentle?! Wait, why is he touching my face?!

Mu Yao’s brain worked at high speed, guessing the possibilities.

Could he have recognized me as a Living Impermanence and is doing this specifically to gross me out? No… that’s not right. If he recognized me, he’d probably just threaten me or beat me up to force my hand. He definitely wouldn’t be hugging and touching! Unless he’s a pervert… Surely he isn’t a pervert?

“When you wake up again, you will only remember the power outage and the pitch darkness. You will continue filming the show and finish the rest of the work.”

Mu Yao felt a pair of warm, slender hands gently cover his eyes. A wave of warmth began to gather at the space between his eyebrows.

He’s using a spell to make me forget the memories I just saw?! No, I can’t forget those… so sleepy.

While pretending to be unconscious, Mu Yao felt a wave of sleepiness hit him. The Rakshasa’s spell also had a hypnotic effect. In a daze, he heard the Rakshasa speak:

“As for me… you will never know me, never know this side of me. This side is too dark and twisted for you; it’s an existence that shouldn’t appear in your life. Please, enjoy a normal life.”

Do I… wait…

Under the influence of the spell, Mu Yao uncontrollably fell into a deep sleep. In his last moments of blurred consciousness, a suspicion dawned on him.

A long time later, Mu Yao felt someone shaking him, and he heard Cheng Zeyì’s voice by his ear.

“Xiao Yao, wake up. Wake up quickly. Is she really okay?”

Mu Yao’s consciousness gradually returned. He felt his head was heavy and groggy, with a vague feeling that he had forgotten something—something very important.

“Why did I faint? Did something happen to us?”

Mu Yao opened his eyes and saw Cheng Zeyì sitting beside him, his handsome face filled with anxiety and worry.

“You encountered a power outage accident right after you got the Starlight Stone. It was too sudden. You and Yanfei were over-stressed and fainted.”

“I… fainted?”

Mu Yao looked at Cheng Zeyì blankly, his eyes full of disbelief.

I shouldn’t be afraid of the dark, and why would I be so stressed over a mere power outage?

While Mu Yao was feeling confused, the director walked into the room.

“You did faint. When the staff entered the cave for rescue, they found all of you unconscious, including the cameramen. If you don’t believe it, you can check the footage, though it only goes up until the moment the power went out.”

The director came to Cheng Zeyì’s side and continued:

“Little Kong just woke up too. She remembers getting the Starlight Stone. Do you not remember?”

“No, I remember the power outage, it’s just…”

Mu Yao fell silent. He felt something was off.

“As long as you remember the power outage, it’s fine. The cave staff have fixed the lights. We need to reshoot some shots. After finishing those, we have to rush the next part of the filming. Is your body okay?”

The director interrupted Mu Yao, informing him of the filming schedule.

“Director, this won’t do. Both Mu Yao and Kong Yanfei were startled and were unconscious for a while. Starting a reshoot immediately won’t look right—their mental state and complexion won’t be good, and the final effect will be poor. Both Mu Yao and Kong Yanfei need time to rest.”

Cheng Zeyì felt the director was being unfair. How could he disregard the guests’ health just to keep filming?

“Ah? Oh! Film Emperor Cheng, you’ve misunderstood! I didn’t say we’re filming right now. I’m just here to notify Mu Yao. The camera crew still needs some time to prepare. We can continue in half an hour or an hour. But truthfully, we really do need to pick up the pace, or we won’t make it for the afternoon plans.”

In the face of Cheng Zeyì, the director appeared much more enthusiastic and spoke with a gentle tone.

“But Xiao Yao…”

“I’m fine. I’m just a bit dazed from waking up. I’m much better now. I won’t hold back the production crew.”

Seeing Cheng Zeyì still trying to win him more rest time, Mu Yao quickly reached out and tugged on Cheng Zeyì’s sleeve to stop him, then spoke quickly to the director.

Mu Yao’s reasoning was simple: he and Cheng Zeyì were just casual acquaintances. A big film star and a minor “flop” celebrity were only in a short-term partnership.

Furthermore, he was currently hiding his gender. Cheng Zeyì’s excessive care for him was likely due to this misunderstanding. Once the truth came out, Cheng Zeyì might even hate him. For now, it was better not to let Cheng Zeyì help him too much.

“I knew it! We’ll continue in a bit. I’ll go get busy first!”

The director clapped his hands and left the room satisfied.

“Xiao Yao, you should rest more.”

Cheng Zeyì shook his head in disapproval. He still felt Mu Yao should rest.

“Film Emperor Cheng, I can’t let myself delay the crew’s progress. You’ve been filming for years; when you get injured, you also work through the pain to avoid affecting the schedule. My mindset right now is similar to yours back then.”

Mu Yao looked at Cheng Zeyì, a look of determination in his eyes.

“That… that’s different. Forget it. I won’t disturb your rest. I’ll go out and help too.”

Cheng Zeyì rubbed his neck awkwardly. He knew he couldn’t convince Mu Yao, especially since Mu Yao had cited his own professional example. He could only sigh and head out to help, leaving Mu Yao some space to rest.

Once Mu Yao had rested and received the notification, they immediately began the reshoot. After filming the scene of handing in the task with the Starlight Stone, they used the stones to exchange for tickets to the Mountain God Celebration.

After lunch, the Mountain God Celebration in Xiantao Town officially began. The guests used their tickets to enter the celebration. Having completed all their tasks, they could finally enjoy the festivities happily.