Chapter 234: Requiem

Waiting in the prison for less than an hour, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe met Daoist Duan Geng who had hurried over.

"The poor Daoist happened to be handling business in Taoyuan City. Hearing that the benefactor had a request, I hurried over." Duan Geng got off the car, and the convoy behind him drove toward the back gate and side gate of Chenyu Valley Prison.

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe handed a folded piece of paper to Duan Geng and asked casually: "What method do you have to imprison the ghosts here?"

Duan Geng rolled up the sleeves of his Daoist robe, took the note, and looked at it. It only had some precautions on how to avoid triggering the rules, with nothing more specific, which did not exceed his expectations.

"Easy." Duan Geng smiled, lit a cigarette for himself, burned the note Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe handed him in the process, and took out an exquisite wooden octagonal box from his wide sleeves: "This is it."

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe took the box and glanced at it; it was a music box.

"Cannot be opened here." Duan Geng gently pressed Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's hand, which was trying to flip open the box, and said: "This is a Grant-receiver prop, a rule product of an extremely special Strange. The music box contains a piece of music played by a ghost. Whether it is human or ghost, as long as they hear the music, they will fall into a deep sleep."

"Are there any usage restrictions?" Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe weighed the music box in his hand and asked.

"Naturally there are." Duan Geng nodded: "The music in the music box only possesses the effect of hypnotizing the Strange when opened and played for the first time. Playing it again, it's just an ordinary little tune.

Also, this little box is ultimately a Strange product obtained from Grant-receiving, not an immortal rule ghost. The music recorded in the music box is slightly worse in hypnotic effect compared to the music played by the source ghost itself. If you encounter a fierce, rampaging ghost, a single music box might not be able to suppress it."

Saying this, Duan Geng tapped the music box in Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's hand with his finger and added: "This box contains 8 pieces of music. If used properly, in an ideal situation, it should be enough to hypnotize 8 evil ghosts. Of course, that's an ideal state. If the tunes in this box are used up in the future, the benefactor can come find the poor Daoist again."

"Understood." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe put the music box away. This was Duan Geng judging that the two might have cooperation in the future, deliberately leaving a lead.

"Then, the poor Daoist will go and detain the evil ghosts in this prison to see you." Duan Geng smiled and bowed to Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe, turning to walk into the prison from the front gate.

Whether it is a Gridder or a Grant-receiver, they don't like to risk contacting unknown Strange, but if the rules of this Strange have already been figured out by others, and they are just doing some hard work and fishing for some oil and water with sufficient information... then that's another matter.

Duan Geng wasn't afraid that Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe was deceiving him. As the saying goes, skill makes one bold. He also had some reputation in the circle of Grant-receivers in Qinzhou. While possessing the strength for self-preservation, he also didn't think Yu Zi Qian would deceive him of his things at the cost of offending the entire circle of Grant-receivers in Qinzhou.

It's just a replicable Grant-receiver prop, not a unique, true ghost. What would he be plotting?

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe didn't go in with Duan Geng, but leaned against the street tree by the side of the road, silently looking up at the sky. Unless the other party actively displays it, he won't actively try to pry into the other party's Strange means; this is the habit of Gridders.

The night sky at dawn was pitch black, and not even stars could be seen.

Approaching dawn, a touch of bright silver morning glow began to appear on the distant horizon. Duan Geng, with his wide Daoist robe, walked out of the prison front gate with his hands behind his back, holding a rope in his hand, with a long, strip-like thing hanging from the end of the rope.

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe walked closer to look; it was a pale blue tongue.

"The Lamp-Extinguishing Ghost's tongue, benefactor, take it." Duan Geng handed the rope in his hand to Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe.

The rope was an ordinary straw rope, not a Grant-receiver prop with special abilities. The tongue tied to it was like a small, fleshy snake, writhing slowly, seemingly still trying to coordinate with lips and teeth to make some sound.

At the same time he took this tongue, a cold, biting Yin wind brushed past Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's hem, and bone-chilling cold entangled his body, haunting him.

That was the Lamp-Extinguishing Ghost trying to get its tongue back. "This ghost is fierce, fortunately, I had the benefactor's good words to protect me, so I had the opportunity to cut off its tongue and bring it to you." Duan Geng lightly brushed the dust off his sleeves and smiled: "Next time there is such a good job, remember to contact the poor Daoist. Duan Geng thanks you in advance."

After finishing the matters here, Duan Geng didn't rush to leave. He still had to contact the Qinzhou government with his subordinates to write an investigation report and cooperate with the work.

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe carried the Lamp-Extinguishing Ghost's tongue and the music box, leaving Chenyu Valley alone.

His mind was a bit messy now, and he needed some time to sort out his thoughts.

Alright, alright, a trip to Chenyu Valley, not only failed to master the Unspeakable God, but was also ambushed by Fen Wu and Tuyu, and after all the trouble, gained nothing, only destroying one of his puppets...

It's really annoying.

But there were gains. At least it was confirmed that the abilities Fen Wu mastered, besides luck, also had to do with memory. Tian Chengyun, Yu Zi Qian, Bai Zhi... many people's memories had been tampered with by him.

"No wonder Lan Shiwen said Fen Wu is a dragon who sees the head but not the tail. With such abilities, hiding himself is really too easy." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe pondered for a while, and suddenly thought of a very terrifying question:

"Has my memory been modified?"

This is a very terrifying question. Once you start doubting, it's hard to dispel, because you can't prove it, and you can't disprove it. No one knows if their memory is real, just like no one can prove they are definitely living in a real world, rather than a brain in a vat soaking in nutrient solution.

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Yan Yukuan went mad just like that.

"... What a terrifying ability." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe silently took a cold breath. In a sense, Fen Wu's ability might be even more terrifying than the Thought Steel Seal.

There are fierce ghosts behind, and people more terrifying than ghosts in front. The road of ascension is really not easy to walk.

Fortunately, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's will is firm enough. Even with such terrifying monsters lurking in the dark, he won't wallow in self-pity and lose his fighting spirit, let alone lie flat and wait for death.

"Since this road doesn't work, I can only risk taking another road and find another way to master the Unspeakable God."

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe turned into a bird, flapped his wings and flew over the lush hills in the south of Qinzhou. Below was a tired city that had just woken up, Taoyuan City.

Passing through the steel jungle of heavy traffic, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe crossed the Taoyuan West Branch of Qinzhou Medical College and arrived at an area to the east of the hospital. The famous Qinzhou Medical University was located here. Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's grandfather had once very much hoped he would be admitted to this school.

The university campus in the early morning hadn't fully woken up yet. Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe found that low-key gray-white building between the buildings with ease; this was the cold storage for storing "Great Body Teachers" (cadavers).

Entering the cold storage, searching for the target according to the number, everything was so natural.

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe carried a string of copper coins and walked leisurely to a neglected corner, pulling open a cold cabinet labeled "Empty."

"Good morning, Yu Zi Qian."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 235 =====