Chapter 160

A person’s consciousness is like a house. Some people appear imposing but are actually weak. Some are beautiful on the outside but rotten on the inside. Some seem simple but are firm and unyielding.

What the dream ghost did was to destroy this house, then build a temple to worship itself on top, making it its own puppet.

It succeeded.

But it didn’t expect that besides the house on the surface, there was a kind of person who had deep foundations underground.

To understand it from a rational, cold perspective, one could even say… he himself had long been a puppet of someone else.

No matter how you changed the architectural style on top, his underlying logic never changed.

When the two produced conflict and contradiction, it was naturally not the house on top that remained, but the foundation that collapsed first.

Lunsheng listened most to Shān Yé’s words before.

Shān Yé told him: You must listen to smart people’s words.

From the first time he saw Xiǎo Yuán at Lǐ Yé’s home, Lunsheng knew this boy, although younger than himself, was very smart.

At that time, on the second-floor balcony, the boy was sitting with a girl reading a book and playing chess. Lunsheng wanted to approach but appeared uneasy and awkward.

A small part of the reason was that he wore something worn and casual, while those two children were very refined.

The fundamental reason was that he could feel the insight and wisdom revealed in the eyes of those two children.

Lunsheng is a very simple person, so simple that complex things in his eyes can also be condensed into a few words or a single sentence.

Later, Shān Yé told Lunsheng: You should listen to Xiǎo Yuán’s words.

Lunsheng then began to listen to Xiǎo Yuán’s words.

He truly didn’t think his brain could be of any use, especially when there was someone with a better brain nearby.

He was indifferent to things like you must have your own thoughts, you must have an independent soul, you must have your own thinking. These high-sounding words, he was too lazy to pay attention to.

He only knew that Xiǎo Yuán had a good brain but hadn’t grown up, and he himself had great strength and a good body, so he could carry Xiǎo Yuán on his back. This way, Xiǎo Yuán’s head was at the same level as his own.

Puppet is a derogatory word, but what if the person is truly willing?

This was the point that Lǐ Zhuīyuán couldn’t believe. Because he had no ‘after’ memories, he didn’t know how much trust his ‘after’ self had in this big guy.

No matter the time, this big guy would instinctively walk in front of him.

Perhaps, having no ‘memories’ wasn’t entirely a bad thing. At least, it could filter out some of the purest things.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán climbed onto Lunsheng’s back.

The big guy’s body was sticky, covered in blood, and cracked everywhere.

Forcibly suppressing his Qì mén after opening them all, plus breaking the dream ghost’s puppet restraint, subjected Lunsheng to unbearable torture both physically and spiritually.

But he still steadily carried the boy up.

No resistance, no aversion.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán easily took him out of this dream.

Amusement park.

Everyone was gathered.

Besides that vague figure, there were a total of five people.

Everyone felt very familiar and kind, but no one recognized each other, or even knew each other’s names.

Cracks began to appear in the sky above the amusement park.

This meant that the dream here could not last long.

They should leave.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán stood up, left the core position of the array, and walked towards the figure.

The figure turned around and walked forward, and Lǐ Zhuīyuán followed behind.

“Actually, we could omit this last farewell part, because the words we say now will not be remembered, so naturally they have no value.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán: “If opening your mouth to speak words must have value, then most people in this world will become mute.”

“Then we’re just going through the motions?”

“Necessary form itself is also very meaningful.”

“Heh, your current way of speaking reminds me of my own youth. Every time I wanted to do something meaningless and stupid, I had to find an excuse for myself, find a way to be self-consistent.”

“We are smarter than ordinary people, but at the same time, we are also more stupid than ordinary people.”

“Things people are born knowing, we have to learn little by little from the beginning, groping and imitating, learning to crawl and walk. As for running, that’s something we don’t even dare to think about.”

The figure was speaking, and Lǐ Zhuīyuán was listening.

The two, one big and one small, passed through the bumper car area, but the figure changed direction, not actually going there, but coming to the carousel area next to it.

The figure naturally pushed open the fence, found a cute little white horse, and sat on it. A rainbow ribbon was still hanging below the white horse.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán stood beside and watched.

The figure urged: “Hey, are you self-consistent enough?”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán nodded.

“Then hurry up and get on.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán chose a penguin and sat on it.

The machine started, lights flashed, children’s songs played, and the two people, along with their mounts, went up and down rhythmically and turned in a circle.

“Do I count as an elder?”

“According to the age of your illness, yes.”

“Then I’ll put on some airs and say some nonsense that an elder should say. Just listen, it won’t matter anyway.”

“Okay.”

“I don’t have much to say, just over ten thousand points.”

“Okay.”

“The first point is still the words I’ve said several times: Heaven and Earth are not benevolent and treat all things as straw dogs. You can cooperate with it, you can confront it, and you can even admire each other.”

“But absolutely don’t truly think it has emotions.”

“To give an inappropriate analogy, there are people like this in reality. You can easily find examples.”

“It will actively find you to play, actively make fun of you, laugh with you, but absolutely don’t think you and it are true friends.”

“Otherwise, when you naively think you and it are already very familiar, you think your relationship has reached that level, you go and hug its shoulder, and make a joke it often made about you before.”

“It will immediately turn cold and ask you a question:”

“‘Are you and I very familiar?'”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán: “It can’t play.”

Figure: “It looks down on you.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán: “I know.”

“This is the first point. The second point is about your illness. I am the same as you; my memories are all missing. After you realize this, you just can’t tell exactly how much is missing.”

“So, in terms of your illness, I really don’t have any good advice to give. Perhaps, there is no need for advice either.”

“Because the answer is possibly hidden in the process of hard groping and trying.”

“Writing the answer clearly on paper, holding it for you to see, or even shouting it in your ear tens of thousands of times, is meaningless, and may even have the opposite effect.”

“You are already trying to cure yourself, I can see that it has some effect, so just keep going.”

“Not giving up, struggling with the illness and that ‘self’ inside you that doesn’t want to appear, is itself a kind of medicine.”

“Okay, I know.”

“The third point is about me. Fortunately, after you leave this dream, besides digesting things, you will forget everything, so you will also forget that I am already dead.”

“That way, in reality, you should still continue to search for my traces. If you find signs that I am not dead, you will actively rush up and step on me hard, for me to die. I thank you.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán was puzzled: “Is this point worth mentioning again?”

“It’s worth it. I am dead, I died with great difficulty, but finally I succeeded in dying.”

“But it’s not guaranteed that some cheap people won’t think of helping me revive?”

“Help you revive?”

“I am very worried about this point, so you must help me watch. If someone wants to revive me, don’t listen to what they say, what they cry, what they shout. You directly kill them all.”

“Because the people who truly understand me will all hope that I die completely.”

“Indeed.”

“Before I died, I should have made special arrangements, fearing that someone would cause trouble for me after I was dead. Under normal circumstances, this situation should not occur.”

“But after seeing you, I changed my mind.”

“I’m starting to worry.”

“As you boy go further and become more excellent, in order to suppress you… I fear it will truly sacrifice me.”

“If so, the next time we meet again will not be this harmonious and friendly.”

“I’m still quite looking forward to it. If this is the final exam, I hope the person who understands me the most will come and set the questions for me.”

“Smelly boy, you’re happy, then what about me?”

“You know, people like us have no emotions.”

Figure: “Don’t say, I, this already dead person, am also quite looking forward to it.”

“Thinking about it is interesting. The two of us, one after the other, separated by so many years and so many generations, can still force it to choose the lesser of two evils.”

“But that’s just thinking. If you find this sign later, you must still strangle its attempt in advance.”

“Because it will predict, just as it didn’t wait for you to grow up this time before pulling you onto the boat, it will also not wait until you’re almost at the last step before pinching its nose and releasing me.”

“You let me bully the weak with the strong, and you will have no way to live, understand?”

“Understand.”

“Good, hearing these words makes me feel comfortable.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Okay, that’s all.”

“Not over ten thousand points?”

“Didn’t edit it well later.”

“Mmm.”

The figure waved his hand, the machine stopped rotating, and he and the boy got off the carousel together.

“This world, I’ve been here, I’ve played enough, now, it’s your turn to play.”

“Mmm.”

“Play well, and absolutely don’t play yourself to death.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán returned to the original array position, and the four companions who didn’t recognize each other obediently gathered around.

The boy activated the array, and the five people disappeared in place together.

The dream host left this dream, and this amusement park also accelerated its collapse.

The vague figure stood in place, gradually dissipating and becoming more vague.

He raised his head, looked towards the air, opened his mouth, and said:

“You are indeed more shameless than before.”

…

“Beep!”

A horn sounded, and the five people in the car were all pulled back to reality.

For this process, everyone had no specific feeling, as if their brains were just a little empty, and everything in the previous dream was erased.

But there were still influences in reality.

Lunsheng was covered in blood and collapsed in the back trunk. In the moment of waking up, he lost consciousness again and fell into a coma.

Lín Shūyǒu covered his eyes, kneeling there in pain, and fresh blood continued to flow out.

Tán Wénbīn was very tired, feeling his brain was wooden, and yawned, knocking his head towards the steering wheel. That horn sound was made by him knocking.

Yǐn Mèng sat on the seat and raised her head. Her head hurt badly, making her remember the result of secretly drinking the rice wine brewed by her grandfather when she was a child.

Facing this sudden change, Lǐ Zhuīyuán frowned: Could it be that we have already entered the dream?

Then is it reality now?

But no matter what, they should first deal with the matters at hand.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán extended his finger and flicked Tán Wénbīn and Yǐn Mèng’s foreheads once, removing their hypnotic states.

Although the two were still uncomfortable, they were indeed much more comfortable than before.

Next, the three people got out and came to the back trunk.

Yǐn Mèng asked with concern: “What happened to Lunsheng?”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán: “He opened all his Qì mén. There is no danger to his life. Help him process a bit.”

“Okay.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán reached out again and lifted Lín Shūyǒu’s head.

“Ā Yōu, are you still conscious?”

“Xiǎo Yuán Ge, my eyes hurt so much.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán checked Lín Shūyǒu’s eyes. There were no wounds. This blood was more like a reverse surge, indicating that Lín Shūyǒu encountered some serious spiritual blow after going up Jiǎ.

“Do you all know what just happened?”

Facing the boy’s inquiry, the three people who were still conscious looked at each other, and no one could answer.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán used his finger and flicked Lín Shūyǒu’s forehead once, discovering that Ā Yōu’s hypnotic state had been removed.

The boy just took out a Qīngxīn Tálismān and stuck it on Lín Shūyǒu’s forehead.

“You rest first, have a good sleep, don’t consume your mind anymore.”

“Yes, Xiǎo Yuán Ge.”

Lín Shūyǒu obediently closed his eyes and lay down beside Lunsheng.

Tán Wénbīn asked: “Since Ā Yōu went up Jiǎ, can we find out exactly what happened from the child later?”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán shook his head: “I don’t think there’s much hope.”

They definitely just experienced something, this is beyond doubt.

But since they all had no memory, the child there should also be fine. Lín Shūyǒu’s current state makes this clear.

Leaving Yǐn Mèng in the back trunk to continue looking after the two injured, Lǐ Zhuīyuán and Tán Wénbīn got off.

The car stopped in front of the bridge. In front was a security booth with a sign that read ‘Equipment Maintenance, Temporarily Closed’. There was no security guard inside either.

Tán Wénbīn lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep puff, and said: “Xiǎo Yuán Ge, this dream… this Bóqí xínglíng, it’s a bit fierce.”

Everyone was still in the process of leaving school and arriving at the amusement park.

According to the original plan, they were just rushing to where the ‘Bóqí xínglíng’ came from. Although they knew the real target was the dream ghost and the hand behind it, it was not appropriate to say it on the surface.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán did not speak, silently organizing his thoughts. He felt a huge sense of omission in his heart.

Tán Wénbīn continued: “This time, we didn’t do anything, and it made us like this?”

“What do you think?”

Tán Wénbīn pursed his lips: “I feel like we’ve already experienced a lot.”

“Firm your feeling.”

“Okay, Xiǎo Yuán Ge.” Tán Wénbīn flicked the cigarette ash, then pointed forward, “Then should we still go in?”

“Go in.”

“Okay!”

The two got back in the car, one in the driver’s seat and one in the passenger seat.

Tán Wénbīn shouted through the small window behind to Yǐn Mèng who was still in the back seat: “We’re going in.”

Yǐn Mèng nodded. She just did a simple cleaning of the fresh blood on Lunsheng’s body, then took out her whip from her backpack.

When she touched this whip, she didn’t know why, but she actually had a special feeling, very familiar, very strange, and a little joyful.

But she had long been used to this whip. Although it was destroyed in the middle, the new whip was also made in the same style.

Tán Wénbīn started the car again.

The strength of the team was already halved. It seemed very unwise to continue rushing towards the dangerous destination.

The reason why Lǐ Zhuīyuán made this decision was because they had not lost anyone.

Although they didn’t know exactly what happened once, having no one dead was a huge victory.

Because the losing side is not qualified to contain the injured.

Since their side had already won, who did the failure belong to?

Not continuing forward at this time, but hesitating and retreating, would be the most stupid thing.

The security booth barrier blocked the road. Tán Wénbīn leaned out of the window, reached out and lifted it, then Yǐn Mèng in the back trunk relayed, allowing the car to drive past.

They passed over the bridge surface and came to the other end of the bridge. The ticket gate appeared in front of everyone.

Beside the ticket gate, there was a channel for amusement park internal vehicles to enter, but it was blocked by movable fences now. Usually, there are ticket sellers here, and outside cars are not allowed to enter from here, but are required to turn aside and park in the nearby parking lot.

Tán Wénbīn slowed down and moved forward. The car’s front pushed against the fences, and the fences were pushed open. The small pickup just drove into the amusement park.

The amusement park was very spacious, and since there were no people today, driving inside was also very convenient.

Mainly because there were two injured people in the car, it was impossible to abandon them or leave insufficient manpower to guard them.

“Ah!!”

“Ah!!!”

A voice of miserable screaming came from the haunted house in front.

Immediately after, a group of gray-robed people ran out from the door of the haunted house. They were all dishevelled, their expressions very ferocious. As they ran and howled, they used their fingers to tear their own skin.

When they rushed to the front of the car, Tán Wénbīn was already holding the Yellow River shovel, and Yǐn Mèng in the back trunk also jumped onto the top of the car, holding her whip in alert.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán then seemed very calm: “They are mad.”

And they were the most serious kind of self-harming madness. You didn’t need to deal with them; they would soon kill themselves.

Sure enough, this group of people fell to the ground when they ran within ten meters of the car. Even so, they were still constantly doing self-harming behavior.

Some were digging out their own eyes, some were tearing off the skin of their bellies, and some were simply biting themselves.

Their extreme methods were different, but they were all eagerly hoping to end their own lives.

Some fresh blood even splashed onto the car windows, blocking some of the view.

Tán Wénbīn pressed the wiper once, wiping the blood splatters away, making the car’s front window all red, completely unable to see the front.

“Um… I forgot to add windshield washer fluid.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán opened the car door and got off.

Tán Wénbīn quickly followed. Yǐn Mèng saw that they didn’t walk far, just standing in front of the car, so she didn’t come down either.

They had seen many dead people, but this way of dying was still quite shocking.

Normal people would have died long ago from self-harm to this extent, but they were still continuing.

The strong consciousness stimulation and terrible pain perception made them like snakes. Even after peeling off their skin completely, they could still continue to flop.

However, Lǐ Zhuīyuán’s attention was more on the robes they wore.

Each robe had a special pattern, which should be an array engraved on it.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán walked towards the nearest guy in front. This guy had already self-harmed to the point of being unrecognizable, but was still wriggling.

The boy squatted down, uncovered the blood-dripping and intestine-filled robe, and observed the internal pattern details. This was an array used to isolate breath.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán stood up, shaking the blood and dirt off his hand.

The material of the robes was very exquisite, and they were old, which should be old objects passed down through generations. Inside, various arrays to isolate breath were either drawn, patterned, or woven, complex yet orderly, and did not conflict.

Just now, they were polluted by the fresh blood of their hosts. This thing was most afraid of blood evil and was completely destroyed.

In a preserved state, even having one such robe would be considered a family treasure, and even Lǐ Zhuīyuán felt a little greedy.

Not to mention anything else, even just wearing it to steal things, even stealing in front of the owner, the owner might suddenly yawn and not notice your stealing behavior.

And to have more than ten sets of such clothes at once… this is genuine background.

Having background and being extremely skilled at avoiding being perceived by causality, the identity of this group of people naturally became clear.

But seeing the existence that he regarded as the most dreadful opponent actually become this ghost appearance, the sense of discord was quite strong.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán was clear that he was definitely one of the parties involved.

But paradoxically, he only saw the result now, but knew nothing about the process.

Tán Wénbīn held the Yellow River shovel and paid attention to his surroundings.

He also felt very strange in his heart, feeling extremely absurd. What move did the enemy use to collectively kill themselves in front of them, trying to scare them away?

Gradually, these people on the ground all died.

After they died, their corpses still twitched occasionally. This was their souls, still imprisoned within their bodies, continuing to endure pain.

Moreover, as the corpses rotted or were damaged, the degree of this pain would continue to deepen.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán of course did not bother to help them relieve the pain. He wished that this group of guys would not rest in peace even after death, and even hoped that the families of these people on the ground would suffer the same treatment.

If they truly did it openly and brightly, that would be one thing, or if they used schemes and tricks, that would also be acceptable.

Not to mention anything else, just the Qin and Liu families successively walking the river. It was inevitable that not a few died at the hands of the opposite side. So the Dragon King family was basically everyone’s enemy.

But enmity is enmity, everyone at least still admits that their skills are not as good, at most the next generation will send people to find their way back.

But this kind of deliberate bullying the weak with the strong, the few with the many, specifically targeting the young generation of people who walk the river, is a dark hand whose purpose is to cut off the inheritance of people’s families. This is what is called a blood feud in the jianghu.

This enmity has no room for discussion, negotiation, or compromise. Once it is tied, it is endless. It must end with the disappearance of one side’s household registration.

If you do things so viciously and absolutely, you are not qualified to say that others are ruthless in their revenge.

It was a pity that there were no identity marks on the clothes, and their souls were also polluted and could not be detained to ask. If they could find out their specific identity information, that would be good.

Just at this time, a cry was heard.

The Bóqí xínglíng appeared in front.

It was still in bird and human form, constantly changing, but no matter whether it changed into a person or a bird, half of its body was scorched black.

In its eyes, there was delight for a while, pain for a while, struggle for a while, and terror for a while.

“Gǔdōng… Gǔdōng… Gǔdōng…”

Its abdomen was constantly bulging.

Inside, a lantern light shone out a human figure at the same time.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán recognized that this was the dream ghost.

But the dream ghost had already been swallowed by the Bóqí xínglíng. It was already dead and being digested.

And the Bóqí xínglíng that swallowed the dream ghost should have increased greatly in strength, at least recovered relatively, but it, like the people on the ground, also suffered a heavy blow. Its breath was very weak, and its thoughts were also extremely chaotic.

Seeing it, Lǐ Zhuīyuán felt like he had entered the amusement park and was just here to clean up the battlefield after picking up the heads.

He had deliberately led the river water in, but even he didn’t expect that the impact of the river water this time could be so exaggerated.

Just exchanging two seriously injured people and two tired people for the success of this river walk, and at the same time cutting off the black hand behind it, was simply too cost-effective.

With a “Pūtōng” sound, the Bóqí xínglíng knelt down towards Lǐ Zhuīyuán.

It began to kowtow and beg for mercy.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán immediately opened his mouth: “Tán Wénbīn, control ghost technique!”

“Understood!”

The other side was clearly already begging for mercy, in such a great advantage, but was still ordered to use the control ghost technique at the cost of his lifespan.

Tán Wénbīn did not hesitate at all. After patting his shoulders with both hands, he began to pinch the seal.

The next moment, the breath of the two resentment infants surged, instantly making Tán Wénbīn’s consciousness a bit chaotic, and the expression on his face also appeared distorted.

There was no way. Although Tán Wénbīn could still stand here holding a shovel, he was actually very, very tired, and the two resentment infants did not get a chance to move in the dream.

In this declining and rising state, Tán Wénbīn, who should have been in charge, directly lost control of his body as soon as the control ghost technique was activated.

This was not the resentment infants rebelling, it was just that the two children felt that their dry dad was weak, so they naturally took turns to support the door for their dry dad and share his worries.

But essentially, it was indeed the effect of raising ghosts and being bitten back.

Two different conscious lights appeared in Tán Wénbīn’s eyes. He grinned and turned sideways, looking towards Lǐ Zhuīyuán, letting out a gloomy laugh:

“Hee hee hee hee… Ha ha ha ha…”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán responded with a calm gaze.

“Wū wū wū wū… Wa wa wa wa…”

The two good boys who finally managed to take charge independently were scared to tears!

Lǐ Zhuīyuán’s current age actually also counts as a child. Between children and children, there is a special feeling. They clearly know which one in the group of children is more not to be provoked.

The boy did not reason with the reactions of the two resentment infants. He just moved a step behind Tán Wénbīn and stood behind it.

The next moment, the Bóqí xínglíng, which was still kneeling and kowtowing, suddenly raised its head.

Invisibly, a wave aimed at the spirit consciousness, like a bird’s beak, smashed down.

Its original target should have been the boy, but the boy was standing behind Tán Wénbīn, so naturally it relied on Tán Wénbīn to bear it for him.

“Ah!!!”

Tán Wénbīn let out a miserable scream.

Bóqí feeds on dreams, so its attack method is naturally to peck at the spirit and soul. The two resentment infants were caught off guard and suffered a big loss.

But because of this, the ferocity of the two resentment infants was also stimulated.

Tán Wénbīn howled and rushed out, quickly crawling after landing, rushing towards the Bóqí xínglíng.

Tán Wénbīn’s true consciousness was not in the mainstream, and some moves and techniques were not used, allowing the two resentment infants to play freely, which naturally became a child’s fighting method.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán stood in place, with his hands behind his back, his fingertips lightly tapping.

When the Bóqí xínglíng kowtowed and begged for mercy, the boy just knew that the other side was accumulating strength to launch a sneak attack.

Because the other side knew how he was forcibly detained from Ā Lǐ’s dream, and also knew what he had done in front of the girl before, he naturally understood that he would fundamentally not be forgiven.

But soon, Lǐ Zhuīyuán suddenly frowned, and doubt appeared in his eyes.

The Bóqí xínglíng was seriously injured and its thoughts were chaotic. Its eyes were now being harassed by ‘Tán Wénbīn’. According to reason, this was the best opportunity for him to use Wèi Zhèngdào’s black skin book to try and control the other side.

In fact, it was indeed so, but Lǐ Zhuīyuán suddenly discovered that this process had become very fast.

Previously, he needed at least five or more preparation times to let ‘Tán Wénbīn’ hold on for a while, but now, surprisingly, it was ready in one go.

Anyway, Tán Wénbīn was not losing ground. Although the two resentment infants were pecked painfully, they could still hold on.

So Lǐ Zhuīyuán was not in a hurry to start the control, but reviewed his technique again. After reviewing it, he even started over from the beginning.

It was still very fast and very smooth, and he did not go deep into the Bóqí xínglíng’s consciousness to tamper with its memory, but directly built a new thinking prison, which could try to pull the other side in.

The essential result was the same, all to achieve the purpose of control.

The difference was that before it was a thief quietly entering the house, now it was a bandit firing shots and kicking down the door.

If he hadn’t been able to clearly see the dream ghost still lighting a lantern in the Bóqí xínglíng’s belly, Lǐ Zhuīyuán would have suspected that he had swallowed the dream ghost himself.

Besides, there was another point that made Lǐ Zhuīyuán very doubtful.

That was the Bóqí xínglíng’s thinking consciousness was very bad. According to reason, it should behave like the group of gray-robed people before, starting hysterical self-harm, and fundamentally should not still possess complete self-consciousness.

But now, it was actually still thinking of survival, and could even launch a sneak attack?

This was just like a person who should have died long ago, but was holding on to their last breath and acting lively. Then you should look carefully to see if behind him stood a ghost who was slow to claim his life.

Various strange factors overlapped, and Lǐ Zhuīyuán was really unable to decide to control it for a while, because controlling it meant that his consciousness would connect with it.

If there was something hidden in its body, that thing would have the opportunity to climb towards him along the pole.

The confrontation between Tán Wénbīn and the Bóqí xínglíng gradually shifted from a stalemate to being at a disadvantage.

If Tán Wénbīn himself was in control, it would not be like this, but the fighting methods of those two resentment infants were really too primitive and simple.

“Ah!!!”

With another miserable scream, Tán Wénbīn began to retreat quickly, then looked at Lǐ Zhuīyuán, who was still standing there motionless, with a pleading gaze.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán did not react.

One could say that the boy had already aimed the gun at the forehead of the Bóqí xínglíng, but had not pulled the trigger for a long time.

Yǐn Mèng saw that Tán Wénbīn was almost unable to hold on, and there was only the Bóqí xínglíng below, so she jumped down from the car with her whip in hand.

“Xiǎo Yuán Ge?”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán nodded, indicating that he agreed for her to join the battlefield.

Yǐn Mèng swung her whip and joined in. Every time the whip came down, it would raise various colored poisonous fogs, making the already injured Bóqí xínglíng constantly struggle in pain.

The children’s fighting group actually had talent. Seeing a helper join, Tán Wénbīn began to surround the Bóqí xínglíng, looking for an opportunity to secretly hit it.

But Lǐ Zhuīyuán also saw that the Bóqí xínglíng was accumulating strength again, preparing to launch a new round of sneak attacks.

If after the next round of sneak attacks, it did not intend to escape, but continued to attack him, that would mean it had a problem.

“Buzz!”

“Buzz!”

Two invisible ripples spread, like bird’s beaks pecking down again.

Tán Wénbīn once again let out a painful scream, covering his head and constantly retreating, finally simply sitting on the ground, tears flowing out.

The two resentment infants were in pain and wanted to cry, but when ‘Tán Wénbīn’ secretly turned his head and saw that Lǐ Zhuīyuán was not paying attention to himself at all, he just didn’t cry and stood up again.

Yǐn Mèng also showed a painful expression and staggered back constantly, finally kneeling on one knee on the ground.

With both opponents forced back by its sneak attack, the Bóqí xínglíng did not pounce on Lǐ Zhuīyuán, but turned into a bird and wanted to escape.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán: It predicted my prediction, it has a big problem!

The boy controlled his impulse and still didn’t make a move.

Just at this time, Yǐn Mèng, who was kneeling on the ground, suffered this spiritual attack, which led to her stress reaction, opening her Yīnjiè.

She blankly raised her head and saw a damaged black coffin in the distance.

The coffin seemed to perceive her gaze and actually flew towards her actively.

From the perspective of reality, the bird that had already flown a certain distance was suddenly pulled by an external force and reversed back.

Finally, it smashed down in front of Yǐn Mèng.

Obscure and difficult-to-understand runes flowed on the damaged black coffin, emitting a majestic aura.

The Bóqí xínglíng constantly let out wails, desperately wanting to struggle free, but unable to.

Yǐn Mèng immediately wrapped her whip around the Bóqí xínglíng’s body, patted the whip handle with her palm, and all the poisonous fog inside the whip spread out, becoming colorful and mottled. What its specific effect was, even Yǐn Mèng herself was not clear.

Tán Wénbīn saw that the bird had been caught, and roared and wanted to pounce up to get revenge, but when he saw this large area of poisonous fog, he just hard stopped his figure and did not drill in.

From this, one can see that the two resentment infants indeed had emotions that came from Tán Wénbīn, and still knew to cherish their dry dad’s body.

Yǐn Mèng took out various bottles and cans from her bag, too lazy to look at the labels or even open the lids, and directly smashed them towards the Bóqí xínglíng’s body. After they broke, the various colored liquids inside splashed onto its body. It looked like a dye house had opened up.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán felt that if at this time, a big pot was placed on Yǐn Mèng and a lot of firewood was added below, and the Bóqí xínglíng was boiled on top, Yǐn Mèng could definitely cook out a better effect.

With the black coffin suppressing it, the Bóqí xínglíng was unable to struggle free and could only let Yǐn Mèng continue to quench poison on it.

This was a very despairing way of dying. Just watching that woman splash various things she could find on your body.

You could even clearly see the blank and casual expression on the woman’s face when she was doing these things.

By this time, various absurd sensations of pain attacked, and you no longer wanted to live or struggle. You only wanted that woman to quickly find a way to give you a quick end.

But this seemed very difficult for the woman in front of her.

Finally, Yǐn Mèng threw out everything that could be thrown on the whip, in her pocket, and in her bag.

In the end, there was really nothing left to use, but the Bóqí xínglíng was still not dead. She could only stick the Exorcism Talisman on it as well.

The Exorcism Talisman was triggered by the evil aura on the Bóqí xínglíng’s body and immediately began to burn. The Bóqí xínglíng’s body also began to swell at this moment, getting bigger and bigger.

Yǐn Mèng, who had a similar experience, immediately shouted to Tán Wénbīn: “Quickly retreat!”

Then, she quickly turned and ran towards Lǐ Zhuīyuán, blocking in front of the boy.

After the Bóqí xínglíng swelled to a certain degree…

“Boom!”

It exploded.

A large pool of red, green, black, and purple liquid splashed in all directions. A large area centered on it was corroded and sunken in.

Seeing this situation, even Lǐ Zhuīyuán felt surprised. Poison could actually be used to such an effect.

If Yǐn Mèng could continue to improve in the way of poison in the future, then when dealing with those difficult-to-kill evil things, it would be equivalent to having one more method choice. After all, relying on time to suppress and grind them down is often a helpless measure.

The Bóqí xínglíng was dead, completely dead.

The black coffin was actually preserved, only more damaged than the original, and with more pits on it.

“Xiǎo Yuán Ge, I just felt that coffin, it seems to have some kind of echo with me.”

Lǐ Zhuīyuán: “That coffin was left by your ancestor.”

Fēngdū Dàdì suppressed this Bóqí xínglíng many years ago, and later the Liú family’s Dragon King supplemented the suppression again. Only then was it thoroughly unable to recover from its once unstoppable state.

Yǐn Mèng: “I’m a little flattered, it’s a very strange feeling.”

This feeling was just like a child who was originally not favored at home and was basically treated as air, suddenly receiving a red envelope from the person with the highest generation at home during the New Year.

However, according to common sense, it was not strange for Yǐn Mèng, as a descendant of the Yin family, to have an echo with the sealing object left by the Great Emperor.

The opponent was dealt with, and the control ghost technique time was not over yet. Tán Wénbīn began to jump and play, still playing rock-paper-scissors with his left and right hands.

After dividing the wins and losses, he cried and laughed for a while.

With these two guys staying in his body, it was actually quite difficult for Tán Wénbīn to sleep and study normally.

“Kāchā…”

A wisp of ghost fire rose from the black coffin, and a special aura was transmitted.

Tán Wénbīn was startled and jumped high. While he was still in the air, the two resentment infants immediately left the control of the technique and returned to his body.

“Pūtōng…”

Tán Wénbīn sat on the ground with a thud, constantly rubbing his butt. He hadn’t suffered any substantial injury originally, but now he did, finally rubbing a work injury at the end, and it was at the shameful tailbone position.

The black coffin melted in the flames, and four majestic ancient characters floated above:

【Return home to worship ancestors.】

Subsequently, the coffin completely turned to ashes, the flame dissipated, and the characters also gradually withdrew after remaining for a period of time.

Yǐn Mèng pursed her lips, looked at Lǐ Zhuīyuán, pointed to herself, and asked:

“Xiǎo Yuán Ge, does the ancestor mean for me to go home and worship?”

What she thought was, if the ancestor really left some inheritance, wouldn’t she be able to help Xiǎo Yuán Ge walk the river better after she got it?

Even if she couldn’t learn those inheritances herself, she could also hand them over to Xiǎo Yuán Ge. Anyway, Xiǎo Yuán Ge would definitely learn them as soon as he saw them.

Besides, she knew that Xiǎo Yuán Ge had also been planning to go to Fēngdū again at some point. Didn’t this just coincide?

Lǐ Zhuīyuán looked at Yǐn Mèng.

Yǐn Mèng slightly shrank her neck. She was a little confused by the boy’s gaze.

Actually, Lǐ Zhuīyuán felt very complex in his heart.

He suspected that the four words ‘Return home to worship ancestors’ were nominally written for Yǐn Mèng, the descendant of the Yin family, to see, but were actually specially written for himself.

But with the posture of the Great Emperor, did he need to be so circuitous when he wanted to express something?

Combined with the various strange behaviors shown by the Bóqí xínglíng’s body earlier, including the timing when this black coffin was not activated early or late.

Lǐ Zhuīyuán suddenly had a bold guess in his heart, and he opened his mouth and said:

“You can’t go to Fēngdū, there is a big danger!”

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