Chapter 83

Plans can never keep up with changes.

Originally, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan wanted to make small-bowl dishes, each labeled in order, prepared slowly one by one; now that all the ingredients have been crowded into the pot together, he might as well switch to a hotchpotch style—that can be a good dish too.

Since they are here for revenge anyway, if they can lean against the enemy's doorway and watch a lively scene while getting their revenge, that is double the happiness.

"Remember, no matter what happens, if you can come out to solve it, absolutely do not linger inside. We have formations set up outside; we might as well use them, and that is also our retreat route."

"Understood."

"Got it."

Walking to the front of the temple gate, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan stopped.

The temple gate was not a large iron or wooden door, but a waist-high sliding design; nominally electric, it was actually manual, and even a child could easily climb over it.

However, using this gate as a dividing line, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan smelled something different.

It was so thick that Yin Meng frowned, and Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin kept twitching his nose.

It is normal for an old temple to have a bit of a musty smell, but the problem is, where is this fishy stench coming from, thick enough to almost turn into dripping water?

It was as if what stood before the three of them was not a temple at all, but a long-rotted swamp.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan took out his Luo Pan and glanced down: a place of hidden malice.

But the problem is, he had been here before and even entered the temple to look around; if this place really had such a layout, why did he notice nothing that day?

It is not impossible to subvert a Feng Shui layout; he has done such things many times before, but those were all modifications based on an existing foundation.

Yet during his visit that day, he had not seen any solid Feng Shui layout in the temple; the only thing that could barely count was the cracked fissure under the General statue.

Normally, unless a Feng Shui master provided a sufficiently detailed standard blueprint, plus hired a large construction crew during the day to thoroughly renovate the General Temple...

No, even if a newly renovated Feng Shui layout could function, this thick, putrid aura could not have been filled in overnight; in this smell, there is a sedimentation of time that cannot be fast-forwarded.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan squatted down, reached in with his left hand to grab a handful of moist soil, and while carefully rubbing and feeling it, he covered his mouth with his right hand, softly reciting sensory vocabulary to compare with the contents of books he had read.

The prerequisite for knowing the autumn by a single leaf is having a massive database; observing soil is the same.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin also squatted down, imitating Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan, grabbed a handful of soil, placed it in front of him, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

In an instant, he felt as if he were back in the mountain city experiencing the taste of fish mint.

Because he could not make too much noise, Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin could only open his mouth wide and retch silently.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan looked at Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin in confusion: "Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Binbin, what are you doing?"

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin finally recovered and said with a guilty conscience: "Learning, learning from you."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan moved his right hand away from his mouth, his palm clean, then released his left hand, letting the soil fall.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin widened his eyes; it was dark and visibility was poor, so he hadn't distinguished between the left and right hands.

Yin Meng said from the side: "His eyes were playing tricks on him; he thought you were eating dirt, so he followed suit."

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin: "You..."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "Water monkeys have the habit of tasting soil, but this method is too eager for quick success, it's not good."

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong."

Yin Meng changed the subject and asked: "Brother Marquis Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan, why does the inside give me a very strange feeling?"

"When I first came to General Mountain, I discovered this place because it is practically a standard blessed site for water burial; in ancient times, someone must have chosen this place for a water burial."

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin asked in confusion: "But, a standard place means it's easily discovered, right? Shouldn't water burials seek concealment? Burying it here, isn't that just waiting to be robbed?"

"When emperors built imperial tombs, they generally assumed their dynasty would last for ten thousand generations, and high-ranking officials also believed their wealth could be passed down forever, so building it here is not strange; they believed this place could be guarded for generations.

This water burial must have been looted by water monkeys long ago, and the temple built on top was also a suppression measure taken by ancient people according to tradition in such places.

Many small temples by rivers or in the mountains, in non-densely populated areas, came about this way; their existence is not to facilitate people coming to offer incense, but just to suppress evil and ensure peace, so the things worshipped in the temples are often strange and varied—they just take the form, no need to pay attention to details.

However, such places also give birth to another unique Feng Shui layout: black and white intertwined, righteous and evil clashing, the living ignored, the dead excluded.

Some Feng Shui masters like such places and will specifically choose them to build a Daoist practice site or a house; generally, such places are called 'Yin-Yang joint burial' or 'Yin-Yang joint residence,' placing the Yin dwelling and Yang dwelling together."

Yin Meng: "Then the corpse-salvagers in this temple are actually taking a crooked path?"

Every industry has its own chain of contempt; among corpse-salvagers, water monkeys are at the very bottom, almost expelled from the sequence of corpse-salvagers and kicked out to live in the same nest as tomb-robbing sects.

And among traditional corpse-salvagers, there are also those who follow the orthodox path and those who follow the crooked path; although the Yin family has long since declined, they have always considered themselves orthodox.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Yin Meng, your family has an old ancestral home, right?"

"Yes, but it's in the countryside, no one has lived there for a long time, it's quite remote, so I didn't bring you there."

"If nothing goes wrong, your family's old home should also be built on this kind of Feng Shui site, because the profession of corpse-salvaging itself is walking between Yin and Yang, crossing the Yellow Springs; choosing this kind of region to build one's own Yang dwelling is most appropriate."

Yin Meng was speechless for a moment, not expecting that the crooked path was actually herself.

"Great-grandfather's house is actually the same, it's just that they rebuilt the house so it's not obvious; Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng's old home, the house where Old Man Shan lives, is easier to see.

Such houses are generally built on the corners where primitive villages gather, with no neighbors nearby, or at most one side might be slightly adjacent; it is unlikely for them to be surrounded by dense neighborhoods.

However, these are the choices of ordinary corpse-salvagers; this one before us..." Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the temple in front of him, "Being able to settle down on a large water burial site is already considered doing very well among our peers."

General Mountain has not yet been developed, and this temple has no fame; if you look closely, even the General statue in the main hall is one of the four generals of the Mo family, and no one knows which temple gate it was stolen from.

As a result, it can still manage to get a 'protection establishment' and hang a sign; although the funding and benefits must be pitifully small, it can be considered borrowing the King's aura to suppress the house.

That pair of master and apprentice are nominally staff of this temple, but it's just the old owner changing into a work uniform while living at home.

This set of methods opened Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's eyes.

His own great-grandfather still has to go to the police station to get a sign, while these people directly hang the public sign in their home.

"I don't know what they are plotting, but since the living have all arrived tonight and the dead have also come, the plan should be ready to be cashed in.

They have now closed the door to the Yang dwelling and thrown the door to the Yin dwelling wide open.

If we enter the temple now, it won't be like it was during the daytime visit, but truly stepping into the Yin dwelling.

In any case, be extra careful after going in later; anything strange could happen inside."

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin smacked his lips and said: "Damn, that sounds amazing. If developers choose this kind of place to build houses in the future, wouldn't the owners be able to steal an extra apartment's worth of area for free?"

Yin Meng couldn't help but roll her eyes and said: "Live in the Yang dwelling during the day and return to the Yin dwelling to sleep at night, right?"

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin: "Can't I?"

Yin Meng: "Which developer would be that stupid?"

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin retorted: "Brother Liang said that in the future, the economy will develop greatly and real estate will definitely skyrocket; if Yang dwellings are hyped up, could Yin dwellings still be cheap?

I watch Hong Kong dramas on TV, and the cemeteries there are sold for a fortune; it's possible that in the future, they will build commercial housing in small cities near big cities, attracting people from big cities to buy houses just to store an urn.

In a residential complex, living with both the living and urns, isn't that the Yin-Yang joint residence Brother Marquis Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan just mentioned?"

Yin Meng felt Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin was using twisted logic, but didn't know how to refute it.

A look of smugness appeared on Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan said indifferently: "Small cities next to big cities, isn't that just our Nantong?"

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin: "..."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "Alright, let's go in; the play inside should have already started."

Yin Meng climbed in first, frowned slightly when she landed, leaned over to brace herself, and then signaled that there was no problem.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan entered second; upon landing, he clearly noticed the soil was soft, and water could seep out when stepped on.

After Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin climbed in, he whispered: "Are Yin dwellings always this wet? And there's fog too."

Just one gate away, the inside of the temple was not only frighteningly wet but also filled with mountain fog, hazy, and only the shadows of people nearby could be seen.

Moreover, the fog seemed to have been disturbed, continuing to gather here, becoming thicker and thicker.

"Follow me."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan reached back with his right hand to grab Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin's waist, and reached forward with his left hand to grab Yin Meng's waist.

At this grab, Yin Meng's body shrank.

"Brother Marquis Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan..."

Her waist was sensitive and ticklish.

In the past, the job of clearing the way was always done by Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng, and when Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng was away, it was naturally Yin Meng, who was better at fighting, who took the lead.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan had to change positions, grabbing the waistband of Yin Meng's pants with his fingertips, his knuckles pressing against her back.

There was no other way; he needed to rely on force to guide the direction of Yin Meng's movement.

And they couldn't hold hands; the two people clearing the way and bringing up the rear had to be vigilant with both hands at all times to deal with possible mutations.

Walking slowly like this, they finally walked out of the thick fog range; in front of them was a bulletin board with ID photos and names—the first row was the two permanent staff, and below were two temporary workers.

Mao Zhushan's name was in the first row, next to an old man's photo, also surnamed Mao, named Mao Chang'an.

Looking back, the thickness behind them had disappeared, and the three of them had only walked less than ten meters from the temple gate, but these ten meters felt as long as a hundred meters.

It seems that the water monkey who looted this water burial site back then had great skills; while looting it, he also preserved the original layout of the water burial to a great extent, which is why the Yin dwelling effect is so good now.

This kind of "ghost fog" was a common anti-theft measure in water burials.

Yin Meng secretly reached out and pinched her own waist; she felt it was very shameful and inappropriate to still be ticklish in such a situation.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin whispered: "Heh, I think we can order custom action suits in the future, with a hand ring on the waist."

Although it was a joke, Yin Meng rarely didn't refute him.

There were lights on in several places in the temple, but the light was gray and hazy, presenting a greenish-blue color.

"Follow the corridor and continue inside, don't walk outside."

The corridor is a Yang dwelling structure; although it certainly wouldn't be absolutely safe, if one walked randomly in an open area, there would be too many variables.

Walking along the corridor, they passed an office with an open window.

Looking inside, they discovered that the area inside was incomparably spacious.

By common sense, this should be a small office of three or four square meters, or a reception desk, but looking in now, it was a full several dozen square meters.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin rubbed his eyes in disbelief, retracted his head to look outside, and then looked inside again.

He had laughed earlier saying wouldn't they be able to steal an extra apartment's area, but looking at it now, he was still too conservative—just how many times the area had been stolen?

However, the interior was empty, and the ceiling was flat, with grooves carved only around the perimeter; this scene was somewhat familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before.

He remembered; wasn't this layout just like the side chambers they had seen when the four of them entered the underground palace?

So, the corridor he was walking along now was actually a tomb passage?

The corridor first passed through the office area, with a left turn midway that led directly to the main hall, which was the location of the General statue.

At this moment, the lights there were the brightest, and human voices could be vaguely heard.

The group of people who had entered the temple earlier should be right there.

And that place was the switch for the Yin dwelling and the Yang dwelling.

When he came last time, he only discovered an interlayer beneath the General statue, but he hadn't expected it to hide such a profound arrangement; primarily due to his wariness of the sleeping corpse, he hadn't walked the Yin path to investigate.

However, when he reached the window of the second office, the scene inside was different.

Although it was still the same as the first office—small on the outside but very large on the inside—this time it was not empty, but contained a six-tiered platform with a bed frame on it, and an old man was lying on the frame.

The old man had red lips and a pale Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, was dressed in burial clothes, and had his hands folded over his abdomen, looking peaceful.

The old man was the one he had seen that day, whose features as a corpse-salvager were apparent even when he walked—the master of Mao Zhushan, Mao Chang'an.

He was dead?

Beside him was a pair of funeral couplets, signed by the disciple Mao Zhushan.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin asked in surprise, "The old guy was killed by his disciple?"

How could it be such a coincidence? The old guy, who was perfectly fine and full of vigor just two days ago, had passed away just as they were about to come and settle the score?

Combining this with Mao Zhushan's earlier appearance to lead everyone into the temple, it was clear that tonight's gathering was his own arrangement, meaning he had killed his own master in advance to prevent him from getting in the way.

This main office happened to correspond to the main tomb chamber in the water burial, so looking from the window, the dead old man looked just like he was lying on the main tomb's bed frame.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan reached out and grabbed the door handle.

He wanted to push the door open and go in to see the dead old man, although he knew very well that doing so was meaningless, and tonight's main event was over by the General statue.

However, he just wanted to go and take a look.

Yet, just as the door handle turned, the wind all around suddenly rose, as if a dust-sealed tomb had been opened, drawing forth bursts of inexplicable, whistling sounds.

This movement forced Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan to let go.

A pool of mud gathered from outside the corridor, and after slowly piling up, it gradually formed the shape of a person; when the mud dispersed, a faceless body was revealed inside.

Yin Meng and Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin immediately grabbed their Yellow River shovels, preparing to go up and fight; this was their purpose for coming tonight.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan, however, said, "She is very far from us, she cannot see us right now, pull the net."

Yin Meng and Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin immediately pulled out the Homecoming Net again and covered the three of them with it.

Sure enough, although Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin was walking toward them, she walked very slowly and did not pounce over to launch an attack like she did in the dance studio.

This was the result of not walking the corridor; even a corpse is restricted in this kind of Yin-Yang dwelling.

With great difficulty, Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin walked onto the corridor, then immediately ascended, sticking to the top of the corridor, and began to shuttle through the corridor at an extremely fast speed.

But because all three were covered by the Homecoming Net, she could not detect the presence of outsiders, and soon she returned to the main hall, her figure merging into it.

The alarm was cleared.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a moment and looked into the office window again; the old man remained motionless, and the pair of newly written funeral couplets beside him seemed to still have wet ink, with content that was deeply sincere.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan did not try to open the door to go in and look again, but signaled to withdraw the net; the three continued to walk toward the hall entrance, followed the corridor to the edge of the hall, and then slowly circled to a hidden corner in the back before stopping to continue observing.

Around the hall, many small black stone lions were placed, and bronze swords were also hung above.

These were things he hadn't seen when he came last time; they should have been brought out specifically for today's arrangement.

It served as an isolation, and this isolation was two-way; unless there was a violent disturbance like before, the interior could not detect changes on the outside.

Normally, there were very few people here at night, and the arrangement of the Yin dwelling was enough to block all external interference.

However, in Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's eyes, this arrangement was very forced and casual, as if it had completely ignored the particularity of the external environment.

Through the cracks in the doors and windows, one could only see the greenish lights inside, and everything else was invisible.

To get in, one must either break the formation or walk the Yin path.

"What's wrong with you?" Yin Meng reached out and pushed Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin, who was swaying slightly.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin suddenly took a breath, as if trying to pull himself together, and said strangely, "I clearly slept during the day, but now, for no reason, I'm suddenly so sleepy."

Just then, the light inside suddenly changed color, turning milky white, and the halo radiated and spilled out.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin's eyelids drooped involuntarily again; he had no choice but to forcefully pinch his thigh, but the sleepy tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "They are holding a ceremony inside."

Yin Meng: "Why don't I have this feeling?"

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin rubbed his eyes and said while yawning, "Because you are slow to react."

Yin Meng glared at Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin and asked, "Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge, no matter what they are doing now, isn't this our best opportunity? Why don't we just break the formation and fight our way in?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan was silent.

Yin Meng was right; this was indeed a good opportunity for a sneak attack, and Mao Zhushan and Ran Ran Qiuping hadn't spoken of any morality when they dealt with their side earlier.

But Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan looked behind him, then looked in front of him, and shook his head:

"No, wait a little longer. The corpse beneath the General statue is still sleeping, and the main course hasn't been served yet, so let's not be in a hurry."

Yin Meng had no choice but to nod.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin continued to pinch his thigh hard, struggling to stay awake; he was actually about to walk the Yin path.

Moreover, what he said to Yin Meng earlier was correct; the reason she didn't feel anything was indeed because of her slowness.

In the coffin shop on Fengdou Ghost Street, Yin Yin Fuhai would emerge at night to walk the Yin path, and Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin would be stimulated to lift the coffin lid, but Yin Meng, who had a blood relation to Yin Yin Fuhai, would always be fast asleep.

"Go and take a look. I'm also curious about what that guy is plotting. Yin Meng, take good care of Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Binbin." As he spoke, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan patted Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin on the back, "Sleep, you don't have to hold on this time, come inside with me."

Having received permission, Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin collapsed directly onto Yin Meng's back and closed his eyes.

Yin Meng steadied him, and when she wanted to go and support Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan, she saw the young man with his hands behind his back, half-closing his eyes, standing there motionless.

Not to mention anything else, just the young man's posture and temperament at this moment truly had an ethereal feeling, which couldn't help but remind her of the portraits of those ancient ancestors in the genealogy.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin was already sleeping like a dead pig, and Yin Meng curiously reached out and waved in front of the young man.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "Take good care of Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Binbin, and remember to keep an eye on the front and back."

"Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge, have you gone in?"

"Mm."

"What did you see?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan didn't speak.

Yin Meng knew he found her annoying.

When the Yin path walk succeeded, different images appeared in Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's vision, like doors glowing with light.

He realized that Mao Zhushan was conducting a collective Yin path walking ceremony; these doors were the memory images of the people inside.

But how did he manage to do it?

Hiding a switch for a Yin-Yang dwelling in the interlayer beneath the General statue was already incredible; this kind of collective Yin path walking ceremony could not be arranged easily, unless he borrowed other powers, for example... that corpse that had been sleeping all along.

Not seeing Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan felt he should have already entered one of the doors, that is, into someone's memory image.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan didn't rush to go in and investigate; he read the same memory images many times faster than ordinary people, so he first looked around to check the "environment."

Here, most of the doors were open, and only three doors remained closed.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan first walked to a closed door, reached out to open it, and hanging inside was the Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face of a girl.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan had seen this Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face in the files and on the portrait in Sun Sun Hongxia's room; it was Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin.

Why was her Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face here?

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan closed the door; at this moment, he had to re-question where this environment originated from.

He tried to open the second door, but the door was tightly shut, as if there was a force inside struggling against him, and the third door was the same.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan began to walk back, stepping into one of the open doors that was glowing.

After walking in, he saw Ran Ran Qiuping sitting on a chair; she looked much younger than she did now, and Ran Ran Qiuping was clapping, looking at Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin, who was dancing for her, with a smile and pride.

Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin's dance moves were indeed very good, reflecting her excellent talent in dance.

"Come, watch my daughter dance with me." Ran Ran Qiuping took the initiative to wave at Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and moved a step to the right; a black line extended from under his feet, forming a split screen.

The left side was still the warmth of a mother watching her daughter dance, while the right side was the suffocating despair of Ran Ran Qiuping crying her heart out while holding her daughter's corpse.

Oh, is that all.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan had no feelings at all; he even felt that watching this segment of memory was completely meaningless.

He took a step back, left this door, and stepped into the second one.

He saw Sun Sun Hongxia; Sun Sun Hongxia was sitting at the dining table eating with her son Zhao Zhao Junfeng, the son was eating in big mouthfuls, and the mother was nagging beside him.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the bowl in front of Zhao Zhao Junfeng was very large, filled with a high mound of rice, and on the cupboard behind the scene, a set of martial arts training clothes and competition certificates were also hung.

"Come, sit down and eat with my son."

Like Ran Ran Qiuping, Sun Sun Hongxia also extended an invitation to Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a moment; although it was a waste of time, he still moved a step to the right.

In the other scene cut proportionally, Sun Sun Hongxia was kneeling on a prayer mat, beside her was her son's portrait placed on a stool, and she was taking her dead son with her to kowtow and apologize to Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin, who was enshrined on the high table.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan exited this door and entered another; this time, there were many people inside, and it was very lively, with many students and police officers searching in the mountains.

Among them, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan also saw Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin.

A student beside him said, "Classmate, come quickly and help us find the murderer!"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan ignored him, and he just walked over by himself.

When another student passed in front of him, he said the same thing again: "Classmate, come quickly and help us find the murderer!"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan still ignored him, but it was clear that Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin, who was searching with such feverish intensity ahead, was already immersed in experiencing this situational game.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan could only walk toward Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin, who was searching with a Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face full of vigor!

He was muttering under his breath: "Damn it, Zhao Zhao Junfeng, where exactly are you hiding!"

When he turned his head, Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin saw Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan; he froze for a moment, seemingly sensing something was wrong, but still said: "Classmate, come quickly and join us..."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and slapped Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin across the Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

"Smack!"

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin clutched his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, a glimmer of clarity finally appearing in his eyes: "Is that you, Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan?"

At the same time, in reality, Xiang Xiang Seeing Yin Meng, who was supporting Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin, looked at his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face with some confusion as it tilted to the left.

She could only reach out, wanting to straighten his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

Who would have thought that just as she was about to touch him, the other side of Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face also suddenly shifted; although the process was hard to comprehend, it did indeed straighten out.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and slapped him again.

"Smack!"

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin covered his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face with both hands and said with pleasant surprise: "Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge!"

He was completely awake now.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan wasn't intentionally using this method to humiliate Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin; it was just that in the state of walking the underworld, every technique he knew from the Twelve Methods of the Yin Family and the *Ksitigarbha Sutra* would be a form of torture for Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin, and a moment of carelessness could snuff him out right here.

Slapping him across the Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face was the lowest-damage option that might actually be effective.

Anyway, Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin would understand and wouldn't misunderstand.

"Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge, I feel like I had such a long, long dream. I was catching criminals in the dream! Huh, have we come out now? Did you solve the problem while I was sleeping?

So many people, and police officers wearing old-fashioned uniforms; my dad used to wear that set too."

"Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Binbin Ge, we are still walking the underworld."

"Oh? Oh—oh~oh!"

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin finally understood: "Whose memory is this? Oh, right, I think I just saw Wu Wu Xinhui, and I even called him President. Where did he go now?"

"Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Binbin Ge, watch closely, I'll teach you."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan took a step to the right, and black lines extended from the soles of his feet, splitting the scene.

In the scene on the other side, the figures of Wu Wu Xinhui and Zhao Zhao Junfeng appeared.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin also moved a step toward this side, but he discovered he hadn't crossed over and was still in the original frame.

He started jumping, but still didn't jump over; he started running, but remained in the original frame.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan reached out and grabbed him; he used the leverage and finally squeezed through.

At this moment, Wu Wu Xinhui was holding a dagger, staring fiercely at Zhao Zhao Junfeng.

Zhao Zhao Junfeng's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face was full of panic and confusion, and he shouted loudly: "I didn't kill her, I really didn't kill her, it wasn't me, it wasn't me!"

Wu Wu Xinhui didn't speak and continued to close in.

Zhao Zhao Junfeng continued to shout: "Why are you framing me, why are you framing me, why!"

Wu Wu Xinhui: "It would be better if you were dead, it would be better if you were dead, if you were dead then no one would know!"

As he spoke, Wu Wu Xinhui lunged forward but stabbed at empty air; Zhao Zhao Junfeng twisted Wu Wu Xinhui's arm backhanded, snatched the dagger, and restrained Wu Wu Xinhui at the same time.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin couldn't help but whisper: "Zhao Zhao Junfeng's martial arts skills are pretty good."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "He won awards for martial arts."

In Sun Sun Hongxia's memory, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan saw training uniforms and award certificates.

"Stop, Zhao Zhao Junfeng, you are already surrounded, put down your weapon, stop the assault..."

"I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't..."

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

Zhao Zhao Junfeng froze; at this moment, Wu Wu Xinhui bumped backward, causing Zhao Zhao Junfeng to lose his balance and slide into the river behind him.

In the scene, the police officer who fired the shot also seemed dazed, his body swaying slightly.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin said: "Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge, it seems Zhao Zhao Junfeng wasn't hit by the bullet just now."

In the pitch-black darkness, with the suspect holding a hostage, what kind of sharpshooter would dare to shoot directly at the "murderer"? That shot just now might have been nothing more than a warning shot fired in a moment of urgency.

Wu Wu Xinhui knelt on the ground, supporting himself with both hands, his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face filled with relief.

The memory scene ended here.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan took Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin and left this door.

There was one last door left open and glowing with light; Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin walked inside.

In this scene, a young Mao Zhushan was rescuing Zhao Zhao Junfeng from the river, and they were talking.

"The newspaper says you were shot and fell into the water; now the police and students are all dragging the river for your corpse."

"I didn't kill anyone, I really didn't kill anyone, it was Wu Wu Xinhui, it was Wu Wu Xinhui..."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan took another step across, and another scene split off to the side; in the scene, Mao Zhushan found Ran Ran Qiuping, who was ashen-faced after just seeing her daughter's corpse.

"Preserve your daughter's remains well; trust me, I have a way to resurrect your daughter."

Both scenes began to collapse simultaneously.

"Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge, what's happening?"

"The ritual is about to end."

"Then let's go quickly."

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan didn't rush to leave, but instead raised his hand; the scenes on both sides began to fast-forward. The final scene showed Mao Zhushan grinning hideously as he personally killed Zhao Zhao Junfeng, while Ran Ran Qiuping knelt at Mao Zhushan's feet, begging him to resurrect her daughter.

Immediately after, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin exited the door; he took one last look at the three closed doors—or to be precise, the two doors that could not be opened.

"Smack!"

He snapped his fingers.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan ended the underworld walk, and his vision returned to normal.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin also opened his eyes, feeling as if he had just slept, his head aching terribly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Cracks appeared on the small stone lions placed on the ground, and the bronze swords hanging above them also fell down; the barrier formation was shattered.

At this moment, through the crack in the door, one could see that the people inside had all woken up. Mao Zhushan, who was standing in the center holding long incense, spat out a mouthful of blood, but his expression revealed a strange, eerie excitement.

Mao Zhushan: "Hehe, you all saw it, didn't you?"

In the previous memory scenes, the people in the room could originally see each other's memories, and Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin were latecomers, though Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin had integrated into it.

Mao Zhushan's words were not actually directed at the living people present; as he said this, he first looked at the faceless dead one hanging upside down overhead, then looked below the General statue.

Ran Ran Qiuping lunged at Wu Wu Xinhui like a madwoman: "So it was you, you killed my daughter, you killed my daughter!"

Wu Wu Xinhui tried hard to push her away, but the woman had lost all regard for herself; even though he was a man in his prime, he couldn't break free at this moment.

"You beast, give me back my daughter's life, give me back my daughter's life!"

Wu Wu Xinhui shouted: "I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her!"

Zhu Zhu Hongyu and Liu Liu Xinya, who were nearby, came to their senses and immediately stepped forward to help Wu Wu Xinhui push Ran Ran Qiuping away.

"You beast, you still won't admit it even now; I'll fight you to the death, I'll fight you to the death!"

When Ran Ran Qiuping lunged again, Wu Wu Xinhui simply grabbed her by the throat and threw her to the ground, and Zhu Zhu Hongyu and Liu Liu Xinya also came over to help pin her down.

"I didn't kill her, I really didn't kill her!" Wu Wu Xinhui then turned his head to look at Mao Zhushan, "Did you poison us or give us hallucinogens? I didn't kill Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin, it wasn't me!"

On the other side, Sun Sun Hongxia had been dazed for a long time; she first looked at Wu Wu Xinhui, then looked at Mao Zhushan.

She had been apologizing to others with her son's memorial portrait for so many years, she had been atoning for so many years; was it possible her son was truly innocent?

She felt deep regret—why hadn't she chosen to believe her own son?

"It was you, you killed my son!"

Sun Sun Hongxia lunged at Mao Zhushan, and the corners of Mao Zhushan's mouth curled into a smile.

"Hum!"

Above, Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin descended, stretched out a hand, and grabbed Sun Sun Hongxia's throat; no matter how Sun Sun Hongxia struggled, she couldn't break free.

Ran Ran Qiuping had already been pinned to the ground by the three of them; she turned her head, saw this scene, and immediately shouted: "Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin, kill him, kill him, he is the murderer who killed you!"

But her daughter, who had always been "well-behaved and obedient," remained indifferent at this moment.

Mao Zhushan smiled and said: "Go ahead."

"Bang!"

Sun Sun Hongxia was flung aside by Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin, crashing beneath the General statue.

Immediately following, Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin lunged toward Wu Wu Xinhui.

"Ghost!"

"Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin?"

Wu Wu Xinhui, Zhu Zhu Hongyu, and Liu Liu Xinya were so frightened that they immediately let go of Ran Ran Qiuping and retreated backward.

An expression of anger appeared on Ran Ran Qiuping's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face; she was just preparing to climb up, but the next moment, a hand pierced through her chest.

She turned her head to look at her side in disbelief; it was a faceless visage, but she had always known this was her daughter.

"Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin... why..."

Ran Ran Qiuping's blood began to be rapidly drawn back, absorbed into Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin's body.

"Ahhh!"

"Ah!!"

Zhu Zhu Hongyu and Liu Liu Xinya let out screams; this scene was indeed too bloody and horrifying.

Immediately following, the General statue collapsed backward with a boom at this moment.

"Boom!"

After the tremors ceased, a bronze-colored door appeared below, with a pool of water pooled on top of it, and the corpse lying in the water slowly sat up.

Zhao Zhao Junfeng!

Sun Sun Hongxia raised her head to look at Zhao Zhao Junfeng, murmuring, "Son, you, you are still alive? Mom is sorry for you, Mom shouldn't have doubted you, Mom..."

Zhao Zhao Junfeng bent down and bit into Sun Sun Hongxia's neck; Sun Sun Hongxia's body began to convulse, unable to make a sound.

Then, Zhao Zhao Junfeng shook his head, and Sun Sun Hongxia's corpse was flung away; his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face was covered in Sun Sun Hongxia's blood.

On the other side, Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin pulled back her arm, and Ran Ran Qiuping collapsed listlessly; her arm was also covered in Ran Ran Qiuping's blood.

"Run!"

Wu Wu Xinhui shouted, preparing to slip away; for ordinary people, this kind of scene could be described as something too terrifying to imagine even in nightmares.

"Heh." Mao Zhushan let out a laugh.

Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin appeared in front of Wu Wu Xinhui and the other two, blocking their path, while Zhao Zhao Junfeng stood at the rear, cutting off their retreat.

Immediately after, Mao Zhushan flicked his finger, a mirror stood up above, and long paintings fell on both sides, forming a Ghost-Wall formation; this was actually very simple, yet enough to keep the three people inside from escaping.

"Ah!!!" Zhu Zhu Hongyu clutched her head and screamed.

Wu Wu Xinhui knelt down and kowtowed: "I'll give you money, I'll give you everything, let me go, let me go!"

Outside, Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin, who was peeking through the window crack, looked at Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan with great shock and confusion, whispering:

"Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge, what exactly is going on here?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "He is refining... Yin-Yang Companion Life-Death Reversal."

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face showed shock; clearly, having read the book, he remembered this passage.

Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao's *Records of Jianghu Anomalies* contains a record: Male and female life-death reversals, each occupying yin and yang, choose a day of ill omen, kill close kin and hated kin, drench in their blood, and bind them together to be born as companions.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan had a deep impression of this record, not because of the name of the life-death reversal or this terrifying refining method, but because Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao had clearly used very obscure techniques in his subsequent introduction to this type of life-death reversal.

He drew a picture; in the center of the picture was a throne, and it was impossible to tell which sect it belonged to, but on both sides of the throne were a pair of young boys and girls.

The ending was: The Yin-Yang Companion Life-Death Reversal under a certain sect went out of control, destroying the entire sect, and was later annihilated by the righteous path.

This was a hint, not to be stated explicitly, because it was very likely that some "righteous sects" were the ones who liked to refine this kind of life-death reversal; the young boys and girls in many mythological stories... their prototypes might not be so simple and cute.

But one thing was certain: being able to make Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Zhengdao "conceal for the righteous path" must mean that extremely deep interests were at play, making those righteous people willing to discard their dignity; thinking again about which noble big figures could have young boys and girls as standard equipment.

One could only say, they were all madmen, just like that group from the Bai family town beneath the river, all madmen willing to sacrifice everything to pursue the dream of becoming an immortal.

Right now, the close kin blood had been drenched, and next was the hated kin blood.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin asked in confusion: "Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge, Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin was killed by Wu Wu Xinhui, but Zhao Zhao Junfeng was killed by Mao Zhushan himself; could it be that he will have to sacrifice himself later?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "Hated kin."

"Hated kin blood..." Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin's entire Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face was filled with horror, "So, he killed his father and used his own father for the sacrifice?"

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan: "His father Mao Chang'an is not dead."

Upon hearing this, Yin Meng finally understood why Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan had tried to open the door to that office earlier, and why he had repeatedly urged her to keep an eye on the front and back.

So, the young man had long ago seen that Mao Chang'an, lying in the "main tomb," was actually still alive.

He was indeed still alive; if he were killed too early, how could he be sacrificed? Moreover, it had to be done inside the hall where the formation pattern was drawn, and during the time from when that blood incense was lit until it burned out, for it to be effective.

At this time, Mao Zhushan took out two male and female dolls from his bosom; the dolls were bound with thread and stuck with needles, and the backs of the dolls had been stained blood-red, with only the front still the original color.

Mao Zhushan grabbed the female doll and gave it a light wave, and Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin immediately rushed out of the hall.

Because Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan and the other two were hiding in the corner at the back, they didn't need to worry about being discovered; of course, in the past, such hiding to avoid the perception of a life-death reversal could easily become self-deception, but here in the Yin residence, except for direct "perception" like seeing and hearing, other things like the sixth sense were not accurate here.

Soon, Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin returned carrying Mao Chang'an.

The two hated kin were also ready.

Mao Zhushan sighed and looked at his old father and master, seemingly still harboring a trace of father-son affection.

He first raised the female doll and pointed it at Wu Wu Xinhui.

Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin leaned Mao Chang'an against a pillar, while she turned and walked toward Wu Wu Xinhui.

Seeing this, Wu Wu Xinhui immediately let out a terrified scream: "No, no, no, don't kill me, don't kill me! Ahhh!"

"Crack!"

Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin bit off Wu Wu Xinhui's neck in one bite.

"Sigh."

Mao Zhushan first sighed, then revealed a look of anticipation, his fingertips lightly flicking the needle on the male doll.

Just at this moment, Mao Chang'an suddenly opened his eyes and cursed:

"Beast!"

Mao Zhushan said in disbelief: "How can you still wake up? I clearly gave you enough medicine!"

Mao Chang'an began to struggle; the burial clothes on his body were torn, but inside the burial clothes, he was still bound with iron chains and tied with a large bronze lock, clearly having been double-precautioned by his own son in advance.

"You beast! I raised you for nothing, I taught you for nothing for so long; you actually dared to commit such heinous acts behind my back, aren't you afraid of divine retribution!"

"Old thing, that book was clearly something I picked up from below when we first moved here when I was a child; you actually sealed it away and wouldn't let me practice. I am your son, and also your disciple; if you don't practice it yourself, why not let me practice it!"

"That is an evil book, full of evil methods, not something we can touch. I didn't even dare to look at it, let alone practice it."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I found the place where you hid it. I started practicing eight years ago. That book records that obtaining the Yin-Yang Companion Life-Death Reversal can allow one to enter the Heavenly Gate and attain longevity; I don't want to stay here with you for a lifetime being some corpse-salvager!"

"Zhushan, you are possessed. If you turn back now, it's still not too late. Really, turn back, go surrender, and redeem the sins you have committed."

"I'm almost successful, hehehe, turn back now?"

"Heaven is watching you. Doing such things will definitely bring bad luck and a miserable death."

"Come on, let me see it, where is it? Old thing, I was fooled by your rhetoric until now; now, go to the place where you belong."

"Wicked son, wicked disciple, you actually dare to..."

Mao Zhushan glanced at the incense left in front of him, which had only a small section remaining, and said:

"The incense is almost burned out, I must complete all the ritual procedures before the incense burns out.

So, Dad, go ahead. After you die, I will break the basin for you."

Outside, Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin grabbed Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's arm, and Yin Meng was also prepared, waiting only for Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's order to rush in.

"Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Ge, go in and save the old man!"

In their view, this was the most suitable moment to take action.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan did not give the order, but said gloomily: "What the old man said sounds so familiar."

"Huh?" Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin didn't understand what Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan meant by saying this at this moment.

Yin Meng also cast a confused look; why not take action now?

Inside the room, Mao Zhushan raised the male doll, and Zhao Zhao Junfeng also walked toward Mao Chang'an.

"You wicked disciple, wicked son, I will act on behalf of Heaven!"

As soon as the words fell, although Mao Chang'an's body was bound, his hands flipped, and two thick, long silver needles appeared in his hands, with threads attached to the ends of the needles.

"Hum! Hum!"

The two silver needles were flicked out from his fingertips alternately.

One pierced Mao Zhushan's wrist; he let out a cry of pain, his fingers spasmed and opened, and the male doll in his hand fell. The other needle pierced the male doll perfectly, and then with a follow-up pull, the male doll flew into Mao Chang'an's hand.

Mao Zhushan: "You actually also practice..."

Mao Chang'an's thumb lightly flicked a needle on the doll.

Zhao Zhao Junfeng's eyes turned red, and he pounced on Mao Zhushan like a beast; Mao Zhushan didn't even have time to scream before he was bitten to death.

Mao Chang'an held the needle in his palm and fiddled with the bronze lock.

"Crack..."

The bronze lock opened quickly, he took a step forward, and the chains fell off his body.

Immediately after, Mao Chang'an swept his eyes over the corpses on the ground, suddenly knelt down on the ground, and began to cry bitterly:

"Wu Wu Wu Wu... It's my fault for not teaching you well, letting you do such rebellious things. I am sorry to your mother, and also sorry to the Heavenly Dao..."

He cried with tears streaming down his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, his heart broken.

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng, who were peeking from outside, subconsciously swallowed their saliva; this old man is fierce!

And at this moment, the two of them gradually realized something; this old man was fiercely unbelievable. Why didn't he take action earlier?

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan appeared very calm, not surprised at all.

There was no other way; the rhetoric the old man used after opening his eyes was something he often said himself. This flavor of fooling the Heavenly Dao was too familiar.

The people were killed by his son, the evil was created by his son, he was kept in the dark the whole time, and in the end, taking action against his son was just out of self-defense.

Look, he was innocent the whole time, yet in the end, he could achieve the ritual and pick up a pair of Yin-Yang Companion Life-Death Reversal for nothing.

Listening to what Mao Zhushan said before he died, it seemed that many years ago, when they chose to settle here, the young Mao Zhushan picked up a book here and then gave it to Mao Chang'an.

This book should have been left behind in this water burial site.

It was unknown whether that book had the effect of bewitching people's hearts, or if the things recorded in it tempted both father and son, but it was clear that the father was ultimately a step more calculating than the son.

Witnessing the father-son affection before his eyes, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan suddenly had a feeling that perhaps the mother-son relationship between himself and Li Lan wasn't that bad.

He and Li Lan only tore each other's skin when they met, while those people were truly digging out each other's hearts and lungs.

Sure enough, happiness is all about comparison.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan looked inside and whispered: "Alright, stop crying, the incense is almost burned out."

Mao Chang'an's wailing came to an abrupt halt; he immediately stood up and walked over quickly to pick up the other female doll.

"Such heaven-defying and harmful things must naturally be kept under my supervision and suppression, lest it bring disaster to the human world!"

Mao Chang'an stacked the two dolls together.

Zhao Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin also stood together at this moment.

Mao Chang'an began to chant, simultaneously grabbing the bloody incense ash and sprinkling it over the two dolls, then placed the dolls before the candle flame to ignite them.

However, Zhao Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin merely stood together, yet no other changes occurred.

"This isn't right; according to the book, they should now be presenting their seals to each other, manifesting yin and yang, forming a bond of life, and releasing brilliant light."

As the dolls continued to burn, the eyes of Zhao Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin gradually turned red, showing a trend of slipping out of control.

"No, how could it be like this? Impossible, it's impossible—could it have failed?"

Mao Chang'an subconsciously turned his head to glance at the sons covering the floor.

No, he had paid such a great price; how could he allow failure?

"Where exactly did the problem arise? Where exactly did the problem arise?"

Mao Chang'an immediately picked up the two half-burned dolls again, disregarding the scorching heat of the fire to separate them, and was astonished to discover that the male doll was red on both sides, while the female doll was only red on the back, with the front still its original color.

This meant that Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin had not completed her revenge!

"No, what is going on?"

Mao Chang'an immediately ran toward the corpse of Wu Wu Xinhui; his neck was broken, and his head and body were separated—he was dead through and through.

"Why? Why was the revenge not completed? Wasn't it him who killed Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin?"

Mao Chang'an roared as he looked at Liu Liu Xinya and Zhu Zhu Hongyu, who were still alive and curled up in the corners; they had already been frightened to the point of being somewhat dazed.

"Could it be that he didn't kill her? Was it you, or you, who... killed Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin?"

He had completely forgotten that he was pointing at two Wo Sect.

Liu Liu Xinya: "It wasn't me, it wasn't us; we didn't kill anyone, we really didn't kill anyone!"

Zhu Zhu Hongyu: "It has nothing to do with us, we didn't kill her, and Wu Wu Xinhui didn't kill her either; that night, the three of us were together the whole time."

Liu Liu Xinya pointed at Zhu Zhu Hongyu: "It was her who said it; she said she saw Zhao Zhao Junfeng running out of the restroom."

Zhu Zhu Hongyu screamed and pointed at Liu Liu Xinya: "You're talking nonsense! It wasn't me who said it, it was you who said it—you saw Zhao Zhao Junfeng running out of the restroom!"

The two Wo Sect accused each other, and finally, they both pointed at Wu Wu Xinhui, who lay on the ground with his head and body separated: "It was Wu Wu Xinhui who said it; he said he saw Zhao Zhao Junfeng run out of the restroom."

Mao Chang'an roared: "But he is not the murderer who killed Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin!"

"We... we actually didn't see anyone."

"When we went to the restroom, we saw that Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Qiu Minmin had already been killed."

"Yes, we didn't see the murderer at all."

Mao Chang'an bellowed: "Then why did you say you saw Zhao Zhao Junfeng kill her?"

"Who knew Zhao Zhao Junfeng wouldn't cooperate with the arrest and would even die? The three of us just wanted to provide a random clue to the police for fun..."

(End of chapter)