Chapter 113: I Must Have Remembered Wrong (Third Update)

Zheng Rongkui looked bewildered: What happened?

Senior Haikou Chan's "Four Mouths of Molten Gold" had clearly been activated, so why did it suddenly stop?

There were few means capable of interrupting this诡 technique, but Xu Yuan's "Hunger-Eating"诡术 happened to be one of them.

That night, when Xu Yuan listened to Bai Laoyan recount the tale of the Four Great Head Monsters, he had already decided on this method to deal with Haikou Chan.

Xu Yuan also guessed that the reason the Old Fox did not deal with Haikou Chan personally but instead borrowed Xu Yuan's hand to eliminate him was likely because Haikou Chan's诡 technique was "spoken" into existence.

The Old Fox's charm technique, which penetrates straight into the heart, was also "spoken" into existence.

The Old Fox feared no other Head Monster, but he had no certain guarantee of victory against Haikou Chan.

Haikou Chan could not catch Xu Yuan; the sensation of hunger grew ever more intense until he nearly wanted to swallow his own tongue directly and eat it!

Chasing and chasing like this, Xu Yuan drew closer and closer to Zheng Rongkui.

Zheng Rongkui's eyes turned green as he grabbed his last little ghost.

Never did he expect that this little ghost also had eyes glowing green; hungrier even than Zheng Rongkui, it bit down on his hand a step ahead!

The little ghost's fangs were sharp, and its strength was immense; it bit off Zheng Rongkui's hand in one bite, then rapidly crunched-crunched its way up his wrist!

Zheng Rongkui had also lost his reason, biting off half of the little ghost's head in one bite.

The little ghost, missing half its head, did not delay its feeding in the slightest!

Zheng Rongkui and the little ghost thus endlessly ate each other; no one knew where the flesh and blood they swallowed went. Soon, the little ghost was reduced to only half a head, while Zheng Rongkui was left with only his head and neck, connected to one hand, still gnawing and eating each other relentlessly...

Xu Yuan ran around Haikou Chan, deliberately avoiding the huge mouth on Haikou Chan's head while seeking an opportunity to release the spleen.

Inside the huge mouth was a tongue, upon which grew an eye; if one were seen by it when it opened, one's entire body would stiffen and become unable to move.

Haikou Chan had become completely frenzied and did not deliberately activate this eye, but as the huge mouth opened and the tongue lashed out, the eye opened on its own.

Fu Jingyu nearby was the first to be seen; he was still holding the Dog-Head Guillotine. After Xu Yuan moved away, the intense hunger weakened slightly, allowing Fu Jingyu to barely endure it, but before he could let go and climb down from the Dog-Head Guillotine, he froze in a most ridiculous and undignified manner right on top of the Dog-Head Guillotine.

Next was Bai Laoyan.

He trembled, took flight again, and lunged toward an old tree nearby. A pitiful little squirrel on the tree was already shaking in despair, but it did not expect Bai Laoyan to suddenly stiffen, crash straight into the tree with a thud, then fall down, snapping many branches with a crash and landing beneath the tree.

The great tree shook violently from the impact, and the little squirrel fell down as well, landing right beside Bai Laoyan.

The little squirrel trembled; it had been waiting to die, but it discovered that Bai Laoyan was still maintaining that posture, lying motionless on the ground.

The little squirrel quickly rolled over and fled.

Having darted out two steps, it almost crashed headlong into a white shadow.

The little squirrel shivered again. Da Fu tilted his head, staring blankly at the little squirrel for a while before finally realizing clearly that it was not an insect.

Da Fu flapped his wings and said, "Scram."

The little squirrel hurriedly burrowed into the woods and vanished.

Xu Yuan raised his hand and flicked the golden pellet out; the tongue from the huge mouth above flew over, and without caring what it was, it curled around and swallowed it.

"Boom!"

The golden pellet, filled with the characteristics of the inner core, exploded inside Haikou Chan's abdomen.

Haikou Chan suddenly swelled, his pale white belly becoming round and plump as if inflated like a balloon.

Haikou Chan opened his huge mouth and vomited out great clumps of filth with a "waah!" sound.

"Still not dead!" Xu Yuan shouted and hurriedly urged the Fire Wheel to glide away.

But Haikou Chan, starving and desperate, swallowed everything he had just vomited back up!

The four huge mouths even fought over each other.

Seizing this opportunity, Xu Yuan threw out Wang Shu's spleen, which landed right at Haikou Chan's feet.

Before Haikou Chan could eat it, massive earth qi roared up, and thirty zhang of rock trapped Haikou Chan inside.

Xu Yuan urged it on desperately, layer upon layer of earth qi pressing down.

In an instant, Haikou Chan was as if pressed by hard rock deep underground a thousand zhang!

Xu Yuan felt Haikou Chan's struggles within the earth qi grow weaker and weaker, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.

This Head Monster was even more formidable than the Ghost Temple; Xu Yuan had truly worried that if he threw out the spleen directly, it might break free.

After first blasting it with the golden pellet, the heavily injured Haikou Chan was indeed crushed to death inside.

Xu Yuan quickly wrung out the human skin; the stiffening effect of Haikou Chan's eyes had also passed, and Fu Jingyu slid down from the Dog-Head Guillotine with a "clatter."

His face was blank; he brushed the dust from his clothes, turned his head, and saw that Yan Lao and Lu Lao were both holding back their laughter hard; his face instantly turned red.

Everyone was embarrassed, but I was especially embarrassed; they only cared about mocking me and didn't even feel shame themselves!

Bai Laoyan's feather cloak was stuck with withered branches and fallen leaves; he walked back with a dark face.

Discovering that everyone was mocking Fu Jingyu and no one had noticed him crashing into the tree, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and felt that this Young Master of the great surname was truly upright in conduct and righteous to the clouds!

Xu Yuan went over to check on Zheng Rongkui and the little ghost; these two were now reduced to only two sets of teeth, still biting fiercely together!

Xu Yuan spat a mouthful of fire, burning them into a pile of broken teeth.

He felt a bit of regret that no good material had been left behind.

Moreover, the lead from Zheng Rongkui was now cut off; there was nothing that could be done about it.

Xu Yuan was just lamenting when suddenly he felt something in his heart and whipped his head around to look in a certain direction.

Several hundred zhang away, a small waterfall hung from a cliff.

The water volume was not large, but the drop was high; a Ghost Infant's head was sticking out from behind the waterfall's curtain, peering over in this direction.

No one knew how much it had seen; the water flow had wet the single lock of fetal hair on top of its head, already covering its eyes, yet it sat dazed and unaware.

Suddenly meeting Xu Yuan's eyes across the distance, the Ghost Infant's fetal hair instantly exploded outward, and the splashing droplets scattered into a mist of water!

Whoosh!

The Ghost Infant instantly shrank back into the waterfall and ran away without a trace!

"It's you," Xu Yuan smiled; an old familiar诡.

The Ghost Infant, terrified, surged upstream and instantly fled dozens of li.

It had seen it all.

It even began to doubt itself: Had my memories become confused?!

Less than half a month ago, did I really chase this person and nearly eat him?

I... I don't have that much power, do I?!

Evil spirits are often bloodthirsty, fierce, mad, and chaotic; thus, most have bad tempers, and memory confusion does indeed occur.

But conjuring a memory out of thin air... that is truly uncommon.

The Ghost Infant remembered again that it had to go to the town every now and then to search for this person, especially the night before last... if the Old Fox hadn't appeared, it would have gone on to kill him.

The Ghost Infant's two little ghost hands clasped over its chest: Gratitude, Mr. Old Gentleman, for saving my life!

(End of this chapter)