Chapter 422: Lingering Ghost

In the afternoon, in the gloomy sky, the wind from the distance brought endless dark clouds.

The stench of the sewer spread in the sultry air; behind the iron wire fence full of repair marks, the open space was full of weeds and thick pipes with peeling paint.

The water pump and water purification equipment in the huge pool were still emitting sharp noises.

And between the equipment and the water pump, on the huge iron bridge, there was only one stumbling figure that looked like a walking corpse.

"Finally found it..."

Wen Wen pulled out the key of the motorcycle expressionlessly, looking up at the sign of the waterworks: "Source of Infection."

Now in Beishan District, no, the source of the spread of all spiritual plagues in Yacheng...

Seeming to guard against the tracing of the Ether Chosen, the masterminds behind the scenes made many feints, leading them to different places, but they repeatedly missed, until after Tong Hua struggled for a week, he finally pieced together the final direction from countless clues.

Who could have imagined that the source of pollution would be a waterworks that had long since gone bankrupt and disappeared from everyone's sight?

And, it happened to be located on the edge of Beishan District.

Songxiang Water Affairs, a tap water company that went bankrupt decades ago; because of the scarcity and delay of the municipal budget, after losing the support of the Municipal Hall, it was insolvent and had long since been delisted. But without a tap water company, people still had to drink water, especially the massive number of undocumented residents and immigrants in the shantytowns of Beishan District...

Naturally, gangs took over the abandoned waterworks, and after putting it together messily, they started a business that was profitable. It couldn't be called sweet and delicious, but after filtering a few times and boiling it, at least it wouldn't kill people.

One day, becoming the source of an infectious disease seemed to be a matter of course.

But who could have imagined it?

Or rather, the eerie thing was that no one thought of it, no one remembered it, and it was ignored... so much so that until the massive amount of fragmented clues and information were completely pieced together, pointing to this only possibility, the darkness hidden under the lamp appeared before everyone's eyes.

Mind-Pivot or Mirror?

Perhaps both... perhaps...

Her mood grew heavier and heavier, her expression gloomy.

"Don't you need me?" Xiao An was blank in the channel.

"You protect Hua Hua, wait for my signal."

"But..." Xiao An hesitated to speak, looking at the old man dozing in the car; wasn't there still Uncle Zhang?

"No, I want to take a nap."

Old Zhang yawned, patted his head, and didn't explain much: "You have to protect us well."

"Ah?"

Xiao An didn't understand and nodded: "Oh, okay."

Old Zhang lowered his eyes, as if sleeping.

Only in his breathing, silently, he sighed a long sigh.

Boom!

With a casual push, the dilapidated iron door flew backward, like a cannonball, raising a raging wind, spinning and embedding itself obliquely into the cement ground.

The footsteps were low, but like thunder; visible ripples spread from Wen Wen's feet, shrouding the entire waterworks; other thick pipes shook violently, rusted screws cracked, pipes fell off, and foul-smelling sewage sprayed out from them, falling to the ground, mixed with a large number of moths that had not yet finished hatching, twisting in the mud, their incomplete wings fluttering in vain.

Immediately after, in the ripples of trampling, they were crushed into powder!

Without hiding her tracks and killing intent at all.

Wen Wen, drove straight in.

The sound of rustling sounded; from the corners, shadows, and crevices of the dilapidated buildings in the factory area, those mutated spiritual quality moths and even rotting, distorted corpses emerged densely, like a tide, hissing and closing in!

Heaven and earth were covered by shadows.

Wen Wen continued to move forward, without any wavering, and even, with disdain...

Just while moving, she coldly raised her hand and clenched it; a crystal spear appeared between her five fingers, growing out, gorgeous and cold.

Casually, she stabbed out toward the earth beneath her feet!

Piercing like iron and stone.

And immediately after, countless bone-chilling breaking sounds echoed throughout the factory area; as the crystal spear pierced into the earth, thousands of times more sharpness erupted from the deepest part of the earth, countless sharp crystals pierced out from the ground, covering the earth, piercing the sky, long or short, turning the entire factory area into a sharp and ferocious crystal forest.

Even the building directly in front had countless cracks, and sharp crystals pierced out messily!

It was not contempt or arrogance, but an all-out effort in anger!

——Circle Realm, unfold!

The power of Minerva covered everything, turning everything into indestructible crystals, freezing all development, stagnating all changes; from then on, everything under the illumination of the gorgeous and eerie crystal light ushered in true eternity!

In fact, it couldn't even be called a strike; it was just a natural transformation that annihilated all the small fry and leftovers that were useless except for their quantity.

And then, directly in front of Wen Wen, the building split from the middle.

Following the movement of her waving hand, the walls peeled off, rolled up, and the matter acted on its own, unfolding a passage, revealing the entrance leading to the deep underground.

In the darkness, there were dots of dreamlike brilliant starlight.

Massive distorted spiritual quality overflowed...

It was as if, having left the realm of matter, entering a beautiful world like a dream; the non-existent night sky was dotted with stars, countless floating shadows emerged and dissipated from the rainbow light, and broken dreams were messily pieced together, stacked in a topsy-turvy way, turning into a face that was unrecognizable.

And right in this underground waterworks area, the machines were still humming, transporting the spiritual plague to the mud where no one cared.

Those distorted and eerie figures, some had completely merged with the machines, growing together, giggling and muttering to themselves.

Distorted human figures that seemed to soar in mid-air like fish cheered and laughed.

And the withered outlines that were like coral reefs, full of holes and floating with dense tentacles, seemed to become fossils, emitting choked echoes in vain, and tentacle after tentacle of spiritual quality stretched and swallowed like sea anemones...

Dense figures gathered together, and not one was similar!

The only thing that was the same was that they were all immersed in their own dreams, not noticing the arrival of the outsider at all, cheering, wailing, cursing, or muttering something confused.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... it was all Dad's fault... it was all me..."

"Kill, kill, kill! All die! All must die! All must... die!!!"

"You adulterous couple, I knew it, I knew it, I, I... why!!!"

"Mom, don't be afraid, we'll go see a doctor right away... don't worry about money, there's still plenty in the card..."

"Hehe, hahaha, I knew it, it's all fake, fake!!!"

The figure wriggling in mid-air danced and cried: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's fake, as long as you let me see... please, let me see again..."

Wen Wen was silent.

The palm she raised stiffened in place.

If what she saw before was wild grass growing wildly, then what was before her eyes now was a bonsai carefully built and deliberately decorated.

All transformed into seedbeds for Dream-Loss Syndrome...

In the entanglement of countless spiritual qualities, in the deepest part of the pool, rotting and bloated corpses had completed their fusion; on the water surface and in the eye sockets of the rotting corpses, the wings of moth after moth opened and closed silently like scales.

This area of massive complex spiritual quality gathering and eroding reality had actually completed internalization, forming large-scale distortion; if left alone, I'm afraid that in another period of time, a more terrifying disaster would erupt from here!

Such a hand...

In the dead silence, she raised her head, looked at the foul-smelling pool, and finally saw the flickering figure like a mirage, the white-skirted girl standing on the water surface.

So strange, but the eyebrows were so familiar.

"Sister, long time no see."

The girl tilted her head, smiling happily, winking playfully: "Did you miss me?"

"... It really is you, Wen Su."

Wen Wen stepped forward expressionlessly, one step, another step, crushing all the carefully created specimens, stepping on the water waves to the front of the phantom, gazing at that smiling face that did not exist here: "You guys are really... lingering ghosts."

"So annoying, sister."

Wen Su pursed her lips, tears of grievance appearing in her eyes, "Since you left home, I've cried for a long time, worried sick.

Afraid you wouldn't eat well, wouldn't sleep well, would live in poverty...

But hoping you wouldn't live well outside; perhaps, that way you would come back."

Just like sisters who had been separated for a long time meeting again, holding hands and looking at each other, the illusory phantom reached out, wanting to touch her cheek, but couldn't break through the obstruction of the stasis field, untouchable.

"Look at you now, sister, how could they treat you like this?"

Wen Su pitied the eyebrows, wanting to touch her cheek: "Chained up, locked in a cage, spine broken...

Just like a dog."

She said, "So pitiful."

"This again?"

Wen Wen was indifferent, having no reaction, nor any emotional fluctuation, only a coldness and indifference like iron.

The disturbance of Mind-Pivot could not shake the rock.

Just, looking coldly.

Thus, that face full of expectation gradually stiffened, hard to hide the disappointment.

"Don't be like this, sister, we are sisters after all, at least give some reaction, okay?" Wen Su pouted: "I went to great lengths to prepare such a big surprise for you.

Unfortunately, those trash from Bai Bang couldn't be used at all; instead, these little things I secretly brought over had a great effect. How about it, these are all gifts for you!"

She spread her arms, proudly displaying the hell she had created: "Do you like it?"

Boom!!!

At that moment, hell disintegrated.

Everything within sight was annihilated, turning into dust; the crying, laughing, muttering, and accusations were all gone. Desire and despair were annihilated, leaving no trace.

Like waking from a dream.

Ruthlessly, she smashed the gift her sister had given her into pieces!

In fact, she reached out her hand again.

Breaking through the deflection of the illusion, breaking the boundary between matter and spiritual quality, she grabbed that flickering, illusory figure, pinching her neck.

Tightening inch by inch!

"Yes, just like this, this is the real you!"

Wen Su's eyes lit up; she didn't care at all that her neck seemed to have been grabbed, cheering: "Cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh, if you want to lose your temper, just vent it to your heart's content, don't hide, don't disguise, just like the sun!"

The phantom in Wen Wen's hand disintegrated!

Wen Su appeared again, reaching out, affectionately hugging her, pressing tightly against her chest:

"I like you so much!" ===== CHAPTER 423 =====