Chapter 103: The First Choice

At this moment, it was as if all the previous foreshadowing and preparations had become a joke, and all the painstaking efforts in timing and formation layouts had turned into futile labor.

Lin Shu was just about to tear off the Mind-Clearing Talisman on his body to initiate the spirit possession; Tan Wenbin, holding an umbrella in his left hand and a shovel in his right, was also about to stand up to protect Xiao Yuan.

A strong sense of frustration will cause some people to fall into negativity and decadence, but it will also incite others to fight to the death.

Since we've been discovered, let's just do it!

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan's hands landed on their shoulders, pressing down with a gentle force.

The two of them, who were just about to jump out, immediately lost their momentum.

An excellent team can have full democratic discussions beforehand, but when an incident occurs, there can only be one will.

It wasn't that the teenager couldn't accept the fact that he had been toyed with; it was that he couldn't understand the old woman's intention in doing so.

Granny Yu, who had long ago discovered the behavior of the three of them, had deliberately watched them set up so many formations right under her nose, just to stand out at the critical moment and issue a mocking sneer.

Even if she wanted to deliberately exhaust them, it didn't make sense, because she had also given them sufficient rest time.

If the opponent was truly so powerful and terrifying that she could casually do such meaningless things, then there didn't seem to be any difference between them taking the initiative to attack now and passively waiting for the opponent to strike first.

Most importantly, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that the opponent was not a dead-risen but a living person; in other words, although she looked almost identical to that "Granny Yu" in appearance, she was not the real "Granny Yu."

In any case, Li Zhuiyuan's first strike must land on Granny Yu; the others are not worthy.

It was this brief calmness at the critical moment that brought a new turning point in the development of the situation.

Ahead, the laughter of children suddenly came.

"Hee hee..."

"Ha ha..."

"He he..."

It was the voices of many, many children, all laughing, but laughing in a very mechanical and formal way; you could even imagine the scene of them smiling without mirth in your mind, like a kind of forced discipline.

Within the line of sight, there was not a single child's figure.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that if he were to perform spirit-walking now, he should be able to see a large group of children gathering toward the old woman.

In other words, the object the old woman had just called out to was not the three of them.

Lin Shu was able to keenly perceive dirty things, and he realized it.

Tan Wenbin could perform spirit-walking; although he could not possess the keen non-spirit-walking perception like Xiao Yuan, similarly, some auditory hallucinations also appeared in his ears, and coupled with Xiao Yuan's attitude, he could understand a little bit.

Lin Shu and Tan Wenbin each lowered their heads, pressed their foreheads against the ground, and quickly digested their nervousness while calming their rapid heartbeats.

This was not fear, but the rapid transformation of the scene and identity from a night raider to retreating back into the night under the white light; normal people couldn't handle it.

Only Li Zhuiyuan continued to observe the changes ahead.

The old woman's legs were very long now, and she held a lantern and kept looking around; it wasn't like she was looking into the distance to search, but more like a kindergarten teacher taking care of a group of children surrounding her.

"Have you... missed your mom and dad..."

It was still the children's mechanical laughter; no one answered this question.

Or perhaps, these "children" no longer remembered their own biological parents.

"I'm telling you... your mom and dad... miss you so much..."

The old woman began to wave the lantern in her hand, as if waving two leather whips.

Vaguely, Li Zhuiyuan could feel a slight pain in his eardrums.

This was still in the state of not spirit-walking; if he really spirit-walked, he would be able to see the cruelty of the old woman's methods.

No wonder when he drew the image of Granny Yu for Beibei to see, Beibei was directly scared to tears; even when recalling Granny Yu's affairs under his hypnosis, Beibei could be startled awake.

The wounds left on the body can be gradually smoothed over by time, but the mental lashing is very likely to leave permanent trauma.

Beibei had been sold to the Wang Chaonan couple for half a year; this couple was definitely not good people, but when treating this "son," they didn't commit any madness.

This meant that even if those children had already been sold, the old woman could still use some means to imprison a part of them.

They didn't show it at all in their daily lives and could still live normally; the fear only existed in the depths of their sealed hearts.

But there would eventually be an impact in the future, similar to a curse; after these children gradually reached adulthood and matured, this fearful experience that even they themselves couldn't explain would slowly affect their personalities, and even cause their personalities to become distorted.

Under the lashing, the "children's" laughter stopped, and what replaced it was one after another of sobbing and crying belonging to adults.

This was the sorrow from the children's parents.

She was stimulating the sorrow and tears in the parents' hearts through the torture of the children.

And for those parents who had lost their flesh and blood, this might just be another ordinary night, washing their faces with tears in their dreams because of missing their children.

Water stains appeared in the two white lanterns in the old woman's hands, and they accumulated more and more, gradually swaying with the lanterns.

But suddenly, she paused.

She reached out, poked a hole in one of the lanterns, and released a stream of half-black, half-white liquid.

Then, she reached out and smoothed it, leveling the hole.

She seemed very angry, and dissatisfaction and anger were revealed in her eyes, as if she had received unqualified dirty goods and had almost dirtied other good products.

The old woman turned around and walked back with her harvest for the night.

The movements of the "children" and the crying of the adults also gradually dissipated.

After her figure returned behind the white shed, everything returned to tranquility, as if nothing had ever happened.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that he had just witnessed a ritual; to be precise, it was a harvest.

He suddenly understood why the people in the acrobatic troupe were so attentive to those parents who brought their children to play.

Because harvesting requires efficiency.

Due to objective reality, many parents love their children no less than others, but they cannot always be by their children's side to accompany them as they grow up.

But from the perspective of the acrobatic troupe, their harvesting also has costs, so they must choose the raw materials with the highest "oil yield."

Furthermore, although the proportion is very low, there are indeed parents in this world who do not love their children so much or simply do not love them at all.

After parents divorce and form new families, treating their original children as burdens is also common in reality.

And then there's someone like me...

When it involved himself, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that he really didn't belong to this category.

Although his father had left his life, Li Zhuiyuan could understand him.

As for Li Lan...

Even Li Zhuiyuan could not say that Li Lan didn't care about him.

She rejected taking phone calls from his biological parents and let her secretary do it instead, but when her son took the receiver, she came back and picked up the receiver again, although what she said was very unpleasant.

She would rather participate in projects with extremely high risk factors and would rather show a hysterical attitude to cut her son off from her life; looking at it from the opposite perspective, it meant that even if she had to face life and death, even if she went mad with pain, she couldn't erase her son from her consciousness; you tell me if she cares or not.

After returning to the slope, Li Zhuiyuan said to Lin Shu, "Start the face painting."

"Hey, okay."

Lin Shu opened the makeup box and began to paint his face.

Actually, one can initiate spirit possession without face painting or wearing a costume.

If it weren't for his own special reasons that made it difficult to invite gods, Li Zhuiyuan would have successfully initiated spirit possession that night on the school playground just by pinching a red mark on his finger and smearing it on his face.

This is not a necessity, but a sense of ritual to enhance one's confidence and immersion, just like the funeral rites performed by his great-grandfather; rationally speaking, it's useless, but it can provide great emotional value to him and his family.

The same goes for Lin Shu; he needs to switch personalities through face painting.

And the more he relies on this method, the easier it is to aggravate the differentiation of his personality; it can be said that his mental problems in the future are almost inevitable.

"The old woman just now was not Granny Yu; the real Granny Yu should still be in that white-topped shed, and our primary target is still there.

When we launch, we will collectively charge at that white shed; you are responsible for helping me clear the way and block interference, and I will go to destroy her true self."

"Okay." While Tan Wenbin nodded vigorously, he touched his pockets and waist.

Lin Shu, whose face was half-painted, just asked indifferently, "What kind of evil spirit is it exactly? It sounds a bit strange."

Tan Wenbin raised his eyebrows; if the environment hadn't been inappropriate, he probably would have directly given Lin Shu a flick on the forehead and cursed, "Are you fucking pretending again?"

Li Zhuiyuan replied, "Fallen Emotion Mud Statue."

Lin Shu was stunned for a moment and clicked his tongue lightly, "So she was mending herself."

Previously, Li Zhuiyuan had only made a vague judgment, but now, after witnessing that scene earlier, he could be certain.

Wei Zhengdao's book recorded the Fallen Emotion Mud Statue; this is not a type of dead-risen, but refers to a method of self-repair for a dead-risen.

Dead-risen are born from resentment; after some powerful dead-risen develop spiritual intelligence, they will try to find ways to heal themselves like humans.

The Fallen Emotion Mud Statue is to plunder the emotional bonds in human nature as raw materials to repair their own damage; this is an evil technique that is extremely harmful to heaven.

The Yin family genealogy recorded that in the mid-Ming Dynasty, when a Yin family member was traveling, he met two high-ranking people fishing by a lake; after learning that he was a descendant of Yin Changsheng, the two high-ranking people invited him to sit down and chat together.

Of course, in essence, he only obtained the qualification to listen in because of his ancestor's reputation.

The two high-ranking people talked about the Lingxiao Shangqing Tonglei Yuanyang Miaofei Yuan Zhenjun.

One high-ranking person said that Zhenjun was deceived by an evil Daoist beside him and believed in the saying that the two dragons could not meet.

The other high-ranking person smiled and said: "I'm afraid that the evil Daoist is sculpting a Fallen Emotion Mud Statue for some evil spirit."

After this Yin family ancestor finished his travels and returned to Fengdou to dock, he wrote down this experience and inserted it into the genealogy.

In his tone, he described this passage as hearing two high-ranking people discussing the affairs of heavenly immortals.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know if the other party was deliberately avoiding taboo or if they really didn't know that the emperor with such a long prefix was the Jiajing Emperor at that time.

But from this record, it can be seen that the method of the Fallen Emotion Mud Statue has been passed down for a long time, and someone even once had ideas about the father and son of the heavenly family; I don't know which terrifying dead-risen was being repaired.

However, it is clear that Granny Yu does not have that kind of treatment; she can only rely on trafficking children and intercepting the emotional bonds of parents to their flesh and blood to heal her wounds, taking the path of winning by quantity.

She is like a seriously injured beast, lurking in a dark corner, silently licking her wounds.

The acrobatic troupe's poster has an introduction to the Yu Family Acrobatic Troupe, which was founded in 1950.

A very subtle year; just after the Long Wang Liu and Long Wang Qin families interrupted their inheritance for some reason, she climbed ashore from the dark corner and began to heal her wounds with this sinister method.

In the end, it's because there is no Dragon King in the river, and the various filthy things underneath have gradually climbed ashore.

Her true self should have been suppressed by a Dragon King from the Qin and Liu families back then; now she feels she can do it again and has started to come to A Li to light lanterns and send curses.

Especially after he made a grand vow to warn them, the next day, other filthy evil spirits retreated far away, but she dared to stand at the very front, leaning against the threshold, showing off her power.

It really fits her style of doing things: doing unspeakable, sinister deeds while happily wanting to be the first bird to be shot.

Li Zhuiyuan chose her as his first self-selected topic after officially walking the river, and it wasn't an act of impulse; truly terrifying and powerful dead-risen are probably too proud to take advantage of someone's decline to entangle an orphaned girl.

This batch that came to the door is just like the "bullies who bully the weak and fear the strong" in Liu Yumei's words.

And this one is the most brainless one among this group that can't be brought to the table.

Isn't it just perfect for me to choose?

Lin Shu's face was painted; at this time, he could no longer see the original simple honesty, and a kind of high-spirited confidence overflowed between his eyebrows.

"When the Guan Jiang Shou initiates spirit possession, he only kills and does not save evil spirits; you two, especially you, stay away from me; I'm afraid the boy still remembers the time you deceived him and holds a grudge against you."

Tan Wenbin was about to speak but was stopped by Li Zhuiyuan.

The teenager smiled and said very calmly, "Okay."

Lin Shu: "I respect your identity, but you have to wait until you are an adult and walk the river before you can really help."

The teenager: "That's right, you're right."

This guy's personality contrast is even more severe than last time; perhaps after painting his face again, he recalled the humiliation of last time.

However, although he knew that he was a descendant of the Dragon King family, he didn't know that he had already walked the river.

This is his first tribulation after officially walking the river; no matter how stupid Granny Yu is, and no matter how much her injuries haven't recovered, she was at least a dead-risen that had to be suppressed by the Dragon King himself back then.

Go ahead, do your best; I hope you, this Guan Jiang Shou, can help me solve this problem directly.

Don't say you haven't officially initiated spirit possession yet; even if the Bai He Master Master Tongzi possessed you, when he is beaten and wailing, he will still have to seek cooperation and help from me.

Li Zhuiyuan is too lazy to talk nonsense with him now; he knows that Lin Shu is divided into three stages: Lin Shu, the him with the painted face, and the Bai He Master Master Tongzi.

This "him with the painted face" has the personality but his strength hasn't been improved because he hasn't initiated spirit possession, belonging to the stage of being both arrogant and weak.

There's nothing to talk about with such a person.

"Creak..."

The door of the white-topped shed in the distance was opened again; the old woman from before seemed to have removed her makeup and changed into ordinary clothes; except for being somewhat like Granny Yu in appearance and posture, she looked more like an old woman with a hunched figure.

The old woman walked out, making a soft sound in her mouth like a cicada; soon, in the tent next door, the young woman who was still performing "falling in love with a python" during the day walked out.

The young woman supported the old woman, and the two walked together to the very end, where there was a larger tent, which should contain the troupe's supplies and equipment.

Li Zhuiyuan said in a deep voice, "The opportunity has come, act!"

Lin Shu tore off the Mind-Clearing Talisman on his body, took out a half-arm-length trident from his schoolbag, then twisted his neck, muttered words in his mouth, and his whole temperament changed accordingly.

"Evil ways, only kill and do not save~"

As soon as the words fell, his pupils turned into vertical pupils, and the Bai He Master Master Tongzi possessed him.

The Bai He Master Master Tongzi lowered his head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at him.

Perhaps because there was a serious evil spirit in front, the Bai He Master Master Tongzi didn't settle the score for being deceived last time, but performed the three-step praise, two virtual and one real, his figure alternating as if shadows appeared, and he went straight to the location of the old woman and the young woman.

Tan Wenbin said in surprise, "Not there, it's..."

"Brother Binbin, it's the same, let's go!"

Li Zhuiyuan ran toward the white-topped shed, and Tan Wenbin followed closely behind.

In the original plan, the three of them should have charged at the white-topped shed together, but when making this plan, Li Zhuiyuan had long had a contingency plan.

Anyway, the Bai He Master Master Tongzi would find the most powerful evil spirit on the scene himself, so let him go; whether it's an active attack or passive defense, he can play the role of holding the opponent back.

As a tool man, as long as he can play a role, it's fine.

Running to the front of the white-topped shed, Li Zhuiyuan lifted the blanket curtain and went in, facing the Granny Yu mud statue on the water vat.

In an instant, the Granny Yu mud statue began to tremble.

"Did you recognize me?"

The trembling of the mud statue became more intense, as if asking for help.

"Binbin, smash her vat!"

"Coming!"

Tan Wenbin dropped the Luo Sheng umbrella, changed to grabbing the Yellow River shovel with both hands, and used all his strength to smash at the water vat.

"Umbrella..."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't expect Binbin to drop the umbrella, but it was too late to remind him, so he could only move his position behind Binbin.

"Bang!"

The water vat was smashed, and some of the black water inside inevitably splashed out, with a little falling on Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin suddenly felt sorrow from his heart; with his first love still there, it was as if he suddenly had many, many children, and all these children had been abducted and left him.

In his heart, it was so painful, so bitter, so uncomfortable.

Tears flowed out involuntarily.

"Brother Xiao Yuan... why am I... so sad... woo woo..."

"Guard the door."

The water vat was smashed, and the mud statue had stilts under its feet, still supporting a standing posture without wavering.

Li Zhuiyuan came to her front, stared with both eyes, and activated spirit-walking.

In the new vision, the mud statue in front of him was surrounded by black mist, and cracks were all over its body, like a piece of porcelain that had been shattered and then carefully pieced together piece by piece.

She had already been largely mended, except for the eyes, which were still pitch-black hollows.

Give her a little more time, and her eyes would be mended; by then, even if she was tattered, she would at least have pieced together a whole.

No wonder she couldn't help but dare to stand in the first place to provoke; she felt that she would be able to stand up again soon.

Li Zhuiyuan deeply realized how correct it was to add self-selected topics and follow the clues of karma.

This not only allowed him to seize the initiative but also caught her before she fully recovered.

He put his hands into his pockets, pressed the ink pad, and then drew spells on his arms.

Then, he used his thumb nails to cut his ring fingers, drew blood from his fingertips, and drew another layer of spells on his arms.

Immediately after, the Breaking Evil Talisman drawn by A Li herself was spread out and pasted on his arms.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan bit his tongue tip hard, and a mouthful of fresh tongue-tip essence blood was sprayed out, sprinkling on the talisman paper.

Since it's a sneak attack, and since there is an opportunity for this strike, he must use all his strength.

Even if ordinary people knew these methods, they couldn't stack them together like this; it was only when the teenager was lying on the bed at night that he would take time to study this.

After finishing the preparations, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes; his hands pinched the seal, first sliding his right thumb to his left fingertip, and then sliding his left thumb to his right fingertip.

Then, both thumbs pressed toward Granny Yu's hollow eyes! This was her gap and her biggest weakness right now.

"Boom!"

A strong air wave swept out, and ear-piercing screams came from within the mud statue; blood even oozed from the mud statue's body.

All her years of repair, all her years of forbearance, accumulating step by step, were forcibly ignited by the teenager at this moment.

"Click... click... click..."

The mud began to fall off, gradually revealing the pitch-black, rotten, and wriggling flesh inside, like a humanoid monster.

She spread her arms and grabbed forward.

Li Zhuiyuan dodged to the side; the moment her hands touched the ground, a pit was grabbed out of the ground, and soil and gravel splashed inside the shed.

When her arms swept across again, Li Zhuiyuan anticipated her movements in advance and circled behind her.

Her hands touched the wall of the shed, and with a "whoosh," the entire shed was overturned and flew away.

She was blind, and she was seriously injured now, but even as she was, she still had terrifying destructive power.

She was searching for Li Zhuiyuan, looking for the teenager who had caused her to fall short of success.

The moment she wanted to turn around again, Li Zhuiyuan pulled with his hands and kicked with his legs, climbing directly onto her towering back.

Thanks to often being on Runsheng's back, Li Zhuiyuan was extremely proficient in this set of movements.

For this blind beast, the most dangerous place is actually the safest place.

More importantly, he still had to continue to bleed her!

Li Zhuiyuan formed a seal with his hands, the Twelve Decrees of Fengdu, burning the wandering souls with karmic fire.

Last time when dealing with that corpse demon at the construction site, Li Zhuiyuan used this move at the end to send that snake on its way.

At this moment, looking at it in reality, the vision at the position of the teenager's hands appeared bent and twisted; then, the teenager's hands reached down, and his fingertips dug into the opponent's eye sockets.

"Ah ah ah!!!"

The screams came out again, and this time it was more tragic than before.

Because what Li Zhuiyuan destroyed earlier was her accumulation of healing, and now, Li Zhuiyuan was trying to destroy her from the root!

In the past, when the Dragon Kings of the Qin and Liu families suppressed her, the reason they couldn't finish her off was that even if her physical body was broken, her resentment would not dissipate, which gave her a chance to make a comeback.

But this time, she had already exhausted a large amount of resentment to regroup; if she was scattered again this time, she would be completely erased.

Perhaps, the Dragon King at that time thought that he or his descendants would just finish it off later, but he didn't expect the family to suffer such changes, which instead allowed these scum to take the opportunity to rise again.

Under the burning of the karmic fire, Granny Yu was already insane, and she couldn't even care about finding the teenager on her back, but instead turned around and howled like crazy.

This kind of big movement naturally woke up the entire acrobatic troupe.

From the trucks, from the sheds and tents, many people came out.

But after these people came down, some began to spin in place, some began to wrestle with each other, and some knelt on the ground and shed tears.

The inner circle formation set up earlier played a role at this time; for ordinary people who didn't understand formations, it was equivalent to encountering a high-level ghost wall as soon as they got out of bed.

Inside the supply tent.

The old woman stood in front of the cage where Xu Dong and Liangliang were held; two cages, one big and one small, held this pair of "father and son."

Their hands and feet were tied, and their mouths were stuffed with cotton, so they could only make some sounds with their noses.

Rou Jie reached out and took away the gag in Xu Dong's mouth, asking sternly, "He is not your son?"

Xu Dong turned his head to look at Liangliang in the cage next door, pain revealed in his eyes, and then said fiercely to Rou Jie, "He is."

"Bang!"

Rou Jie kicked Xu Dong over.

She gritted her teeth, angry to death.

When collecting today, one of the strands had a problem; although it could change color, the texture was not pure.

This meant that although there was parental love, it was not biological flesh and blood.

In short, this strand could not be used, and it also dirtied the collection of the same batch.

It was fine yesterday, but there was a problem today; today, only this one was newly collected.

For Rou Jie, children can be abducted, and parents may not love them; at worst, they can be sold off as defective goods, but this kind of situation where it can change the color of the water but is not actually blood-related is the most annoying.

"You are not this child's biological father, his biological parents don't care about him at all, what the hell are you worrying about here!"

Rou Jie kept kicking Xu Dong in the cage, kicking him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he vomited blood.

Earlier, she thought about sending this Xu Dong to a black coal mine so he could live and continue to provide nourishment of longing, but now, she wanted him to die.

Suddenly, the old woman standing beside her began to tremble, and she suddenly reached out and grabbed Rou Jie's arm.

"What, something happened?"

Rou Jie was also shocked; she couldn't care about killing this Xu Dong who had ruined her business and walked out of the tent with the old woman.

But as soon as she came out, a trident appeared in front of her, stabbing directly at the old woman.

The old woman's originally hunched body straightened instantly; she first pushed Rou Jie away, then grabbed the trident with one hand, and after a struggle, the trident stopped an inch in front of her brow.

Seeing this, A Rou wanted to come up to help but was stared at by the old woman.

She immediately realized and ran outward.

The Bai He Master Master Tongzi's vertical pupils swept toward her, just about to intercept.

But he saw the old woman's figure lower, dodging the trident, and at the same time, her hands flipped, and two lantern sticks appeared in her palms, launching a fierce attack on the Bai He Master Master Tongzi's chest.

The Bai He Master Master Tongzi's figure shook, his hands loosened, the trident that missed the target fell downward, and he quickly grabbed it again with both hands, taking advantage of the momentum to stab the trident into the old woman's back, and then pulled it hard to one side.

"Rip..."

The robe, along with a layer of skin and flesh, was directly torn off, revealing the old woman's body hidden underneath.

All the flesh on her body seemed to be gathered on her face; below her neck, she was as withered and thin as a dried corpse; even an old man on his deathbed in a hospital bed didn't have such skin and bones.

Two bones in the old woman's back began to dislocate, clamping the trident.

She straightened up again, and her hard shoulders hit the Bai He Master Master Tongzi's arms, bouncing him away, forcing the Bai He Master Master Tongzi to lose control of the trident.

Immediately after, the old woman prepared to flash away; something happened to the mud statue, and she had to go there now.

The Bai He Master Master Tongzi, who had lost his weapon, still stepped forward to press hard, intercepting her with punches.

The old woman knocked at him with the sticks in her hands, and the Bai He Master Master Tongzi didn't dodge, taking these two sticks head-on.

Accompanied by a "click" sound, his arm hung down.

But the other hand also reached out, grabbing the old woman's body; to be precise, it grabbed a section of bone and pulled it backward.

This posture was like a person lifting a humanoid spider.

Immediately after, the Bai He Master Master Tongzi smashed the person he lifted hard against the ground.

"Bang!"

A humanoid pit was smashed into the ground.

The old woman lay there motionless.

Just as he was about to reach out to take the trident and perform the next step of cutting the prey, the old woman's legs suddenly elongated, extending to the Bai He Master Master Tongzi's feet.

Instantly exerting force to hook and pull, the Bai He Master Master Tongzi's figure swayed backward, but he still held on and stabilized his figure.

But the old woman took this opportunity to leverage herself up, stood up, and smashed the two sticks at the Bai He Master Master Tongzi's head.

The Bai He Master Master Tongzi seemed to know that he had nowhere to hide, so he didn't hide, simply controlling the one arm he could still use, clenching his fist, and smashing it at the old woman's chest.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang!"

The old woman was smashed and flew out.

The Bai He Master Master Tongzi stood in place, blood flowing out from his head, his figure swaying, and the vertical pupils in his eyes began to dissipate.

The object he chose was indeed correct; before Li Zhuiyuan broke the shell of the real Granny Yu, this old woman who looked very much like Granny Yu in front of him was the most powerful one in this acrobatic troupe.

At the age of sixteen, she was sold to a landlord by her parents and suffered all kinds of beatings and torture; after the landlord died, she was even required to be buried with him.

Thanks to them not being willing to give her a good coffin, she dug herself out of the grave with her own hands after being buried; dragging her bloody hands, she ran to the river like a lonely ghost and picked up a clay pot, from which a gentle voice came, soothing her at that time.

Since then, she became a servant of Him.

She didn't care that she was becoming more and more like Him; she considered this her glory and reward.

Reviving Him was the greatest obsession of her life.

"No one can destroy Granny's revival, no one can!"

While growling, she reached out to organize the ribs that had been dented and shattered on her chest; the debris shattered, and she took it out and threw it on the ground.

This was to ensure that it wouldn't affect her subsequent actions.

At the same time, she also issued her own inner doubts:

"Why is there a Guan Jiang Shou here?"

The Bai He Master Master Tongzi's body was already tottering.

He took out three sticks of incense and inserted them into his crane crown; the incense burned spontaneously, leading the way to the Yellow Springs.

The blood flowing from his forehead quickly solidified and stopped, and the limp arm also slowly lifted.

At this time, an ear-piercing screech came; at the same time, Li Zhuiyuan had already damaged Granny Yu's true body and attached karmic fire to it.

The old woman showed anxiety; she wanted to go, but as soon as she had the intention, the Bai He Master Master Tongzi also took a step across, blocking her.

Tan Wenbin was very uncomfortable now; he was still crying for the children who had never been possessed but had been lost.

Originally, he listened to the order and guarded the entrance of the white-topped shed.

Then, the shed was overturned, and he, who was guarding the door, suddenly had no door to guard.

He saw Brother Xiao Yuan lying on the head of that bloody monster, his hands digging into the monster's eyes; he wanted to go up to help, but the monster was too fierce, and a casual wave could set off an air wave, and a pit would appear on the ground under its trampling.

Tan Wenbin felt that as long as he got a little closer and was grazed by the monster, he would instantly turn into a puddle of meat.

Immediately after, the people in the acrobatic troupe woke up, and Tan Wenbin prepared to fight a group fight.

Then the formation played a role, and this group of people was trapped in place one by one and couldn't get out.

Tan Wenbin posed for nothing, and could only watch Brother Yuan continue to be a Spanish bullfighter while shedding tears alone in the wind.

He even thought in his heart, after this fucking thing is over, when he mentions it to Runsheng and Yin Meng, how should he describe his contribution?

Tell them he just smashed a vat?

Fortunately, fate did not let down the tears.

Tan Wenbin saw a figure stumbling in from the outside.

It was Rou Jie.

Her face was full of slap marks, the corners of her mouth were broken, and nosebleed flowed out.

Compared to others in the acrobatic troupe, she was really ruthless to herself, using this extreme method to break the influence of the formation and enter here.

Unfortunately, she didn't know formations, including her granny, who also didn't know formations; they only knew how to follow the drawings given by "Granny Yu" when she entrusted dreams.

It was mainly to perform abduction during performances in this way; those parents who lost their children would return home in a daze, forgetting where they had been and what they had done today.

When Li Zhuiyuan watched them set up the performance shed in the afternoon, he saw the formation level of their troupe, which was why he unceremoniously and secretly set up the formation at their doorstep.

Seeing the blood-colored body spinning and roaring like crazy in place, Rou Jie's eyes were about to split.

Originally, according to the progress, success would be soon; by then, she would be like her granny and receive the blessing of "Granny Yu."

But she didn't expect that tonight, most of the efforts of the past were in vain, which meant that even if she wanted to start over, she would have to walk the path her granny had walked for decades again.

She didn't want to, she wasn't willing; she was still young, and she didn't want to become like her granny!

Rou Jie noticed the teenager on top.

"It's you?"

She prepared to go up and pull the teenager down, because for some reason, "Granny Yu" only painfully spun in place and couldn't take care of the teenager who was on her body at all.

"Hum!"

A Yellow River shovel blocked Rou Jie's way.

Tan Wenbin said while crying:

"Woo woo... woman... your opponent... is me."

As soon as the crying sound fell,

Tan Wenbin didn't wait for the other party to respond and directly pulled over with a shovel.

Rou Jie dodged and supported the ground with her hands.

Tan Wenbin held the shovel and cut across again.

Rou Jie bounced up in place, dodging the shovel, and even fell toward Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin raised the shovel, attempting to pat her away, but as soon as the shovel was raised, the edge was grabbed by the woman's left hand.

She raised the shovel head, then her shoulder followed the shovel handle forward, and her right hand clenched into a fist, about to smash at Tan Wenbin's face.

While retreating, Tan Wenbin reached out and pressed the mechanism on the shovel handle.

Sharp serrations appeared on the shovel handle.

"Puff..."

Rou Jie's shoulder was stabbed, and she stopped in place.

The Yellow River shovel was originally a set of precise multi-functional assembly tools, and there were many small tricks inside; Runsheng could take it to directly pat people, breaking skill with force, but Binbin had read Brother Yuan's design manual in detail.

However, this wound was not deep; while grabbing the shovel with one hand, Rou Jie lifted her leg and kicked at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin originally wanted to pull the big saw to cut her open, but the problem was that this woman had great strength; he used all his strength but couldn't move the shovel at all.

Seeing the woman kick over, he had no choice but to let go of the shovel, retreat, and fall to the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

In the end, although Rou Jie was not as powerful as her granny, she was also walking her granny's path; such a person could no longer be considered in the range of ordinary martial artists.

In the end, she would also become like her current granny, neither human nor ghost.

Rou Jie pulled the shovel from her shoulder, ignored the wound, and swung the shovel, intending to pat Tan Wenbin on the ground to death.

Just at this moment, Tan Wenbin reached into his pocket, grabbed a handful, and waved it toward her; immediately, it was white in front of him.

Rou Jie was shocked and dodged to the side.

When touching the wound, a stinging pain came.

"Lime?"

Tan Wenbin didn't feel that he was despicable at all; as an ordinary person, when facing a group of monsters, couldn't he find some means for himself?

"Go to hell!"

Rou Jie let out an angry shout and held the shovel through the white, but just as she was about to shovel down, she stopped her figure again.

Because the young man who had already stood up in front was holding a pistol, aiming directly at her.

"Woo woo... don't move... if you move again, I'll shoot... woo woo..."

Rou Jie's gaze focused on the direction of the muzzle.

Then, with a downward press, seeing the muzzle also press down, the Yellow River shovel in her hand stood up, blocking in front of her.

Immediately after, a painful expression appeared on her face, and the bones all over her body began to dislocate, exchanging for explosive power in an instant.

Tan Wenbin only felt a blur in front of his eyes; the woman disappeared, and then the woman appeared in front of him.

Fuck!

With this ghost speed, the gun can only be used for suicide!

At this moment, Binbin experienced the feeling when his old father shot at Lin Shu back then.

At that time, Lin Shu didn't initiate spirit possession in a head-on confrontation, but could rely on the instinctive reaction of a martial artist to avoid bullets as much as possible; if he initiated spirit possession and intended to attack head-on, it really didn't matter much whether Officer Tan carried a service weapon or not.

Tan Wenbin couldn't turn the muzzle at all, only feeling a force pinching his wrist, and could only let go, then he was kicked away and fell to the ground.

Rou Jie reached out and took the pistol, turned around, and aimed the muzzle at Tan Wenbin's brow.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Tan Wenbin let out a scream, and a yellow plastic bead fell from his forehead, leaving a small red mark.

Rou Jie stared at the muzzle in disbelief,

Toy gun?

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