False evidence

Chapter 511 I won't let you live a better life than me
The image that came to mind was just Fang Ling and me falling from the sky and landing safely on the high platform, without much further development.

At that moment, Lü Xin's lively expression undoubtedly told me: We've been discovered.

With the Yin-Yang Fan in hand, I steeled my resolve and thought to myself, "I've had enough these past few days. Bring it on, whatever comes my way!"

I am not blindly arrogant, but for some reason, I have a very special feeling at this moment, that is, no matter what situation I encounter, nothing can hinder me.

The feeling was like... I was in the Golden Palace right now, and at this moment, I was the person with supreme power in this palace, and even in the entire "Imperial City" and the entire world!

Fang Ling herself had not lost her ability to move. At this moment, she raised her head slightly and rolled her eyes upward, clearly having also seen the strange phenomenon above.

However, unlike Lü Xin's readiness for battle, she glanced upwards and suddenly exclaimed "Eh!"

Although I found it strange, I didn't dare to think too much about it. I protected her with one hand and held the Yin-Yang Fan horizontally with the other, my whole body tense as if I were an arrow on a bowstring. I slowly raised my eyes to look up.

When I first saw the enemy above, my already tense nerves almost snapped.

What's shown above isn't a person, nor is it some imagined demon or ghost; it's a scene completely beyond imagination.

When I looked up, all I saw was a face, a huge face that was at least a meter wide!

This enormous face was not a solid object, but rather appeared to be composed of black smoke rising from a burning furnace. It hovered above our heads, facing downwards, directly at us!

Seeing such a grotesque, large face would frighten anyone. I was no exception, but while I was startled, I was even more curious about Fang Ling's reaction.

She's always been timid, so why did she make that "Eh" sound when even Lu Xin and I were scared?

Just as my mind was racing, an even stranger scene unfolded.

The large face made of black smoke had eyes, a mouth, and a nose, and looked exactly like a human face.

He was expressionless when we first met.

The moment I looked up and made eye contact with it, it suddenly bared its teeth and its appearance became ferocious.

However, the fierce expression on his big face didn't last long.

His brow, which had been furrowed like a black smoke ball, suddenly relaxed, followed by a smile at the corners of his mouth and a downward curve at the corners of both eyes.

It... actually laughed!
"Holy crap!"

"How could it be him?"

Lu Xin and I both gasped at the same time.

The reason for this reaction is that when Da Lian smiled, both he and I recognized him – isn't that Lao Li, Li Xiaoju?
Big Face seemed to have noticed my reaction, and laughed even more heartily, with a hint of mischief in his expression.

This made me even more certain that, although the shape was strange, it was indeed the face of Old Li, the food stall owner at the entrance of Tanjiaqiao Alley!

I was initially wary of Lao Li, but later, for some reason, I felt that although he wasn't human, he was harmless.

In contrast, it was Wang Ben, with his ugly appearance and eccentric manner, who disgusted me more.

Old Li and Wang Ben came in through the coffin door on the left. I don't know why he turned out like this, but looking at Big Face's expression at this moment, I was not only no longer horrified, but also felt a little amused and exasperated.

Almost instinctively, I beckoned to Big Face and whispered, "Stop fooling around, come down!" I was just saying it casually, but to my surprise, Big Face blinked rapidly and then suddenly contracted and condensed downwards, like an inverted tornado. In an instant, it transformed from a huge black cloud of smoke into a "point," and then into a "solid entity," landing right in front of us!

“Li Xiaoju!” Lu Xin’s eyes widened.

He wasn't oblivious to the signs, but the change was just too drastic.

"How did you become like that?" I was only slightly better than Lü Xin, and I was still able to think of asking the key question.

At the same time, I didn't forget to take a few more glances at Fang Ling.

Looking back now, her reaction just now seemed more like she recognized an "acquaintance" before I did.

Think back, before Old Li entered the coffin door on the left, she was still Tong Jiawen. How could she know Old Li?

After the "enemy situation" was resolved, Lü Xin, who quickly quelled the unrest, had obviously thought of this as well.

He glanced at Fang Ling twice, then turned to me and whispered, "She doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. Although I've been attached to you, I'm just a consciousness. Whether I can appear depends entirely on the strength of your will or whether you truly allow or resist me coming out. Jiawen is different; she shouldn't have entered reincarnation... If she's possessed, then she should be completely under her control. In that case, Fang Ling shouldn't have her own consciousness. But right now, Fang Ling actually recognizes Old Li..."

Seeing that he didn't continue, I could only nod slightly: "Perhaps whether she was possessed by my ancestor or by Little Red, she was still somewhat lucid."

"Three points?" Lu Xin's eyebrows shot up suddenly, as if he had just thought of something.

But before he could speak again, a lewd voice came from nearby and said, "Don't you find it strange that I turned into that?"

The one who spoke was Old Li, who had just appeared.

Just as Lü Xin and I both looked at him, he immediately pointed to the tip of his nose and said excitedly, "Actually, I don't know why this is, but once I got here, I realized I can do whatever I want, and nobody can see me here! Plus, I can transform! Like just now, when I watched you come down from up there and hide behind the furnace, I thought, if I transform into a giant ghost and give you a fright, that would be best..."

At this point, he suddenly stopped talking, his two eyes, which had returned to normal, darting rapidly from side to side, his expression somewhat furtive.

Lu Xin and I frowned at the same time, both wanting to say: Isn't it chaotic enough? Can't you just say it all out?
At this moment, Fang Ling suddenly gently patted my chest and said weakly, "He's up to no good. He... he's trying to scare us to death."

I was taken aback for a moment, and so was Lü Xin, but then he said "Oh," his face turned cold, he glared at Old Li, and turned to me, saying:
"Ghosts don't necessarily have a reason to harm people. Sometimes, under special circumstances... like when they see someone who has experienced something similar to their own death. Ha, they don't distinguish between good and evil; they just think—he should have died a more miserable death than me! At least he should have met the same end as me!"

I paused for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening.

The principle is not hard to understand.

In short, most people are not noble.

A short story explains everything.

Two good friends, from kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school... and even into the workplace, are always on an equal footing.

One day, my good friend A suddenly told me: I got promoted. And I was promoted to a position much higher than A.

Not long after, the friendship that had lasted for most of their lives ended in a falling out.

B was the instigator of the rift.

When A pressed for an explanation, B gritted his teeth and said, "I can live a good life with you, but I won't allow you to live a better life than me!"
(End of this chapter)