Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 290

Liang Yan propped up her left arm and kept pinching with her left fingers; Liang Li held the dagger in her right hand, and kept adjusting the tip according to her sister's calculations.

The two sisters cooperated well as they did in the past, trying to find the flaw in this evil miasma.

As long as the flaw is found, the dagger will rush forward and cut a hole there, and the two sisters will be able to escape.

Their task is only to guard the tomb from being destroyed from the outside, but they are not responsible for any changes that happen inside. Besides, Zhao Yi is not here now, so they have no reason to fight for their lives.

But soon, Liang Yan's brows furrowed deeply: "It's changing, changing so fast."

Liang Li's expression also became gloomy.

The ability of the ghost miasma to change means that it is being unilaterally controlled by someone, and obviously, that person is the one who is about to crawl out of the grave.

When the formation was blown up earlier, a large piece of tarpaulin and plastic flew out. At this moment, as the soil in the cemetery continued to collapse, the figure standing inside became clearer and clearer.

Yin Meng slowly raised her head. From her forehead, black lines continued to extend, almost covering her entire body. Her eye sockets were filled with rolling gray haze.

Liang Li: "This is ridiculous, is this the awakening of the bloodline?"

Liang Yan: "The boss said that although her last name is Yin, two thousand years have passed. What kind of bloodline can withstand such dilution? Moreover, her talent is very poor. She can get to where she is today because of the person who generously shared his merits and helped her plan."

Liang Li: "What's going on in front of you?"

Liang Yan: “I don’t know.”

Liang Li: "Why didn't she let us go?"

Liang Yan: “I don’t know.”

Liang Li: "Whose man is the boss?"

Liang Yan: "Mine."

Liang Li: “Tsk.”

The brief bickering was only to relieve the current tension and pressure. The two sisters lowered their center of gravity and prepared for the battle. They wanted to run, but the opponent's closed ghost miasma clearly did not want them to leave.

Yin Meng's raised arm slowly moved down and pointed at them.

The two sisters immediately separated to the sides and left the place.

Eight strong arms broke out of the ground where they had been standing, waving and scratching continuously.

But this was just the beginning. As soon as the two sisters stopped, arms appeared out of thin air from all directions around them and above their heads and continued to grab them.

Liang Li kept swinging the dagger, cutting off arms and dropping them to the ground, but new arms immediately grew out.

Liang Yan drew out the soft sword, forming a sword curtain around her. Any arm that came into contact with it was instantly shattered, but the swords still came continuously.

Although there is no real threat for the time being, over time, an ant can kill an elephant. What's more, their current condition is not good, otherwise they would not be left behind to look after the cemetery.

The two sisters exchanged glances from a distance.

next moment,
Liang Yan bit her tongue and spat out blood. The cold sword curtain turned red and broke through the arm barrier in front of her in one fell swoop. Then she slapped the hilt of the sword with her right hand, and the soft sword flew towards Yin Meng like a white silk ribbon.

The two daggers in Liang Li's hands cut her arms, and after being soaked with blood, she first waved them in front of her body. The sound of cutting continued to be heard, causing a brief vacuum in the front of her arms. Then the two daggers were thrown out, rushing towards her sister's soft sword, and together they launched an attack on Yin Meng.

They didn't seek to kill the other party, or even to seriously injure the other party. They just needed to distract the other party and weaken their control over the evil miasma, then they would have a chance to escape from here.

After the combined attack was launched, Liang Yan put the index finger and middle finger of her right hand together and passed them in front of her eyes, quickly observing the changes in the ghost miasma around her. Liang Li pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed the tip of the sword into her palm to warm it up, waiting for her sister to determine the direction of the attack.

However, Liang Yan's expression changed drastically and she shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Liang Li instinctively turned sideways, but her right shoulder was still pierced by a soft sword. The strong force from the sword made her lose her balance and fall to the ground.

While Liang Yan was giving the warning, she also started to dodge, but the two daggers still pierced her chest. She only had time to grab the handle of the dagger with both hands and try to resolve the impact as much as possible, but she was still carried flying backwards.

"Snapped!"

All disillusionment.

The two sisters woke up as if from a dream, and the countless arms around them disappeared, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

But the fact is that the elder sister held a soft sword and pierced the younger sister, while the younger sister grabbed the dagger with both hands and stabbed her elder sister.

Is it an illusion?
The two sisters were all horrified.

Their physical condition was not good, but their consciousness was not affected much. What level of horrific illusion could make the two of them fall into it in an instant and have no room for resistance?
Once this kind of illusion is cast, it is basically unsolvable. Even if one is lucky enough not to hurt oneself in the illusion, this moment of distraction is enough to get killed many times in reality.

Yin Meng raised his foot and walked out of the grave.

"puff……"

"puff……"

The two sisters decisively pulled their weapons out of each other's bodies. Without bothering to stop the bleeding or check the injuries, they directly prepared their last move. Since there was no hope of escape, they would fight desperately. When life is finally gone, it is not worth cherishing.

"Click..."

At this moment, a hole was torn open in the ghost miasma from the outside.

Run Sheng was filled with murderous aura, and the veins on his neck were exposed.

On the truck, Zhao Yi asked him not to watch the two sisters die, and Runsheng agreed.

However, Zhao Yi knew very well that the only purely good person in the entire Li team was Lin Shuyou.

Runsheng used all his strength to tear open the barrier and get in. His original intention was not to save the two sisters, but he knew that when the real Yin Meng woke up, she would not like what he was about to do.

Seeing a chance of life ahead, the two sisters no longer wanted to die and immediately ran towards Runsheng, escaping from the crack in the ghost miasma created by Runsheng.

Yin Meng moved his arm sideways, pointing his finger at Runsheng.

As before, the same illusion was cast on Runsheng.

Then, Yin Meng walked towards there. Her steps were slow, but her speed was surprisingly fast. This was very similar to Lin Shuyou's three-step move, but she looked more ghostly.

In the blink of an eye, Yin Meng came in front of Runsheng and raised her hand again towards the two sisters who had escaped from the ghost miasma but were still running away.

Yin Meng did not reveal her obsession with killing the two sisters, but she showed the necessity to kill them both. She must have needed something.

"Clang."

The shovel fell, not at Yin Meng's head, but at her shoulder. If it had successfully hit her, Yin Meng would have lost an arm, and a large piece of flesh would have been cut off from her chest and the outside of her thigh.

Not fatal, but disabling.

Runsheng didn't want to kill her, but he could accept her disability.

Anyway, Runsheng doesn't mind. He can support her, which is a very rational and womanly kindness.

In the instant before the shovel fell, Yin Meng dodged it. It didn't seem like she moved on her own, but rather that she was forcibly pulled away by an invisible hand.

Just like when she came out of the grave before, she stretched out a hand first. Looking back now, it seemed like someone pulled her out of the grave.

After one shovel missed, Runsheng was not discouraged and continued to sweep with the next shovel.

The height of the sweep was lowered a bit, it was not a cut in half, just an amputation.

Yin Meng retreated again, still in that awkward posture. This force did not come from within.

Runsheng twisted his neck, making a series of crisp sounds.

The illusion that had shocked the Liang sisters before seemed to have no effect at all on Runsheng.

This is indeed the case, because Runsheng can do it without using his brain.

When you don't use your brain, any "sweet words" will have no effect on you.

All this originated from the wave of dream ghosts. Runsheng lost everything in the dream, but when the valve was fully open in the dream, he did not attack Xiaoyuan.

After that, Runsheng became more and more convinced of the idea of ​​"not using his brain".

Not only did he think about it himself, he also shared his insights with Yin Meng, and often advised her not to use her brain.

Fools have their own unique understanding of the world, but no matter what way it is, as long as you can understand it deeply, it will be a completely different interpretation of the world.

Besides, Runsheng is really not stupid.

Previously, Zhao Yi had paid a huge price to create a puppet of "Li Zhuiyuan", deceiving everyone except Runsheng.

In the ghost miasma set up by the judge, Runsheng had already stood in a position slightly away from the ghost miasma where he was about to enter.

Afterwards, everyone else thought it was Runsheng's unique bond with Xiaoyuan, similar to a kind of telepathy.

But in fact there is also a possibility, that is, Runsheng now... is becoming more and more able to see through illusions.

Of course, it’s not others’ fault that they didn’t notice it, because even Runsheng himself didn’t know that he now has this ability.

A simple mind is also a kind of clarity.

The shovel was swung out again. Runsheng didn't know what changes had happened to Yin Meng. He only knew that the person in front of him was not Yin Meng.

However, several consecutive attacks failed. The opponent was very fast, and no matter how hard Runsheng tried, he could not reach her.

The scene soon fell into this kind of awkward dynamic.

Yin Meng is very powerful now. She almost killed the two sisters with just one look. But she can do nothing about Run Sheng in front of her.

After a period of stalemate, Yin Meng stopped moving, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak.

Runsheng didn't want to listen to her now, so he slapped her with a shovel.

His words were interrupted and he couldn't finish them, but the blood gushed out of his mouth and turned into blood mist in an instant. Countless marks flashed in the blood mist and wrapped Runsheng.

The moistening qi gate has been in the open stage all the time, and it is inevitable to absorb the blood mist.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Dense and numerous explosion sounds came from Runsheng's body. Runsheng could not help but retreat, but the expected explosion did not occur. Only small holes appeared on his body, and evil spirits rushed out of them.

When Uncle Qin taught Runsheng "The Qin Family Method of Watching Dragons" at first, it was an evil path tailor-made for him. Then the madness of the Zhenjun Temple under the sea and the nourishment under the peach forest made this evil path more and more bizarre.

This set of skills is only suitable for Runsheng. No one else can practice it and it is not hereditary.

In Zhao Yi's words, unless you have absolute power to crush it, it will always stand there. In the eyes of teammates, it is the most solid barrier, but in the eyes of enemies, it is really fucking disgusting.

When the three incense sticks occurred, the tomb owner who was possessed at that time had the ability to blow up everyone present in one fell swoop, including Runsheng.

That's because of the quality of the tomb owner's body, placed here, it can exert the power of the manipulator behind the scenes to a greater extent.

But Yin Meng...his talent is really too poor.

If Yin Meng's talent wasn't so bad and he was a little more normal, Run Sheng might not be able to stand anymore.

Even though the marking spell that just spit out blood did cause considerable injuries to Run Sheng, if he continued to spit out blood like this, Yin Meng would definitely be the first to collapse.

The ghostly miasma all around began to twist wildly, and the cold wind kept howling, as if venting some kind of anger.

At this time, Yin Meng raised his hand, and the ghost miasma suddenly became much lighter, and the ghost energy began to overflow and spread.

No matter how remote this place is, it is still in the town and there are many residents nearby.

When the spreading ghost energy comes into contact with a living person, it can not only kill the person, but also imprison his soul and transform him into a walking corpse.

Yin Meng faced Runsheng, shaking his palms slightly, as if using the ordinary people in the entire town to threaten Runsheng.

What I mean is, if you keep pestering me, then this town...

"Snapped!"

Yin Meng's upper body was at the back and her lower body was at the front. She once again avoided Runsheng's shovel by pulling forcefully. A pit was created at the place where she had been standing before, and the stones were crushed into powder.

Runsheng ignored the threat with practical actions.

He didn't understand the threat, nor did he want to try to understand it.

The ghost energy did not spread out after all, but was retracted. It was not merciful, but harmed ordinary people nearby, which only brought meaningless consumption to itself.

Runsheng continued to attack, knowing that he couldn't hit, but he still didn't stop.

At least, everyone should keep busy.

The Liang sisters who had already escaped had just stopped their bleeding. Now, their already bad condition was made even worse.

Liang Li: "Sister, you were so cruel, you almost cut me in half."

Liang Yan: "You were very gentle? It was almost there. My future children will have to rely on you to feed them."

Liang Li: "I really don't understand why she must kill us?"

Liang Yan: "Then there must be a reason to kill us."

At this time, two figures appeared on the slope not far away, a man and a woman, with deathly pale faces, standing there like two withered trees.

Liang Li: “Who are they?”

Liang Yan: “I don’t know him.”

The two sisters had never seen them before, and they didn't know that it was because of those two people that they were woken up from the truck in advance and moved to another place to avoid being discovered by the searchers.

Qian Ying and Wu Lan, who were supposed to be lying in the morgue of the county hospital, appeared here at this time.

The two of them turned slowly and faced the direction of the ghost miasma.

Get your legs moving and start moving.

Wisps of green flames overflowed from the corners of their eyes, nostrils, and ears, and surrounded them.

Above our heads, the sky, which had finally cleared up after a few days of heavy rain, became gloomy again.

They walked in front of the ghost miasma, and the flames on their bodies devoured the ghost energy blocking their way, playing a very obvious combustion-promoting effect.

Immediately, the entire ghost miasma was dyed into a deep and transparent green.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Inside the ghost miasma, Yin Meng, who was still struggling with Run Sheng, suddenly raised her head and let out a sharp scream of pain.

The ghost miasma, which was stripped of control, opened two gaps, and Qian Ying and Wu Lan walked in.

They were already dead, so they had no expression. Even though their bodies were covered in flames, they remained indifferent.

When facing Yin Meng, Qian Ying and Wu Lan sped up and pounced on Yin Meng.

Yin Meng was forced to dodge again, but this time, Qian Ying and Wu Lan showed a similar scene. They both seemed to be pulled by external force and moved in the same posture as Yin Meng.

Moreover, perhaps because they were already dead and not afraid of damage, they were pulled harder and faster.

Qian Ying and Wu Lan bumped into Yin Meng, and the green flames on their bodies moved up.

Yin Meng roared in pain again, and the positions of the three people were completely fixed.

Qian Ying and Wu Lan were like two green pillars, restraining Yin Meng tightly.

As the flames burned, the haze in Yin Meng's eyes faded away, but what was revealed was not Yin Meng's own eyes, but instead a look that glowed with a golden luster.

Yin Meng's face was solemn at one moment and distorted at another, constantly switching and changing.

Thanks to the change of the ghost miasma, the Liang sisters who were outside could see clearly the situation inside.

Liang Yan: "I know why she wants to kill us first."

Liang Li: "If she doesn't kill us first, we might kill her after being pinned down like this."

The Liang sisters used the word "maybe" here. The reason for their hesitation was that even if Yin Meng had a change, they had to consider the possible consequences of killing that person's subordinates without authorization.

Runsheng did not hesitate.

He raised the shovel, thinking about how to save Yin Meng's life while making her as disabled as possible, so disabled that no matter who was controlling her, she would no longer be able to use her.

Because only by making her lose her value can her life be saved.

However, even Runsheng did not hesitate and raised the shovel the moment Yin Meng was trapped and locked.

But the mutation still happened.

Qian Ying and Wu Lan's bodies were already burning, but this burning was time-limited and could not continue forever.

But while the flame on Wu Lan's side was still maintaining normal, the flame on Qian Ying's side gradually went out, and her body was quickly falling off and collapsing.

When the two were possessed by an evil spirit and came down the mountain to the town, it was Li Zhuiyuan who killed the evil spirit.

During that process, Li Zhuiyuan used the secret technique of the Black Book on Qian Ying who was trying to escape, which made Qian Ying change from running away to actively running towards him, sliding to her knees, and actively putting her forehead on the compass that Li Zhuiyuan had placed there a long time ago.

The Black Book secret technique is a kind of collection and utilization of the spirit inside the body, but it is also a kind of consumption. The Nuo opera puppet technique that was formed on this basis later, the corpse used in the technique will immediately turn into corpse water after it is used up.

In other words, Qian Ying's body had been hollowed out in advance.

Although this kind of draining out has little impact on the normal funeral process, such as allowing the parents to come and see the deceased for the last time, it will not work when it comes to doing anything afterwards.

The clamping on both sides gave Yin Meng an opportunity because one side collapsed.

The ghost energy from all around rushed into Wu Lan's body frantically, intensifying his burning. Yin Meng also let out an even more tragic scream, but at the same time, she spat out three mouthfuls of blood mist in succession, once again repelling Run Sheng who was raising his shovel.

After paying such a huge price, Yin Meng became completely depressed. Wu Lan was unable to hold on alone. The overly vigorous flames accelerated their dissipation, and the clamp disappeared.

Yin Meng, who had gained freedom, fell backwards, like a puppet being pulled out, his feet almost off the ground, his legs shaking weakly.

The reason why she wrapped herself in the ghost miasma was because she knew that Qian Ying and Wu Lan had been nearby for a long time, and the people guarding the tomb were not just the Liang sisters.

Now that the biggest threat has been lifted, Yin Meng chose to leave towards the west, but the speed was obviously much slower than before.

A series of small holes appeared on Runsheng's body again, and the disorder of evil spirit was obviously aggravated. However, he did not stop to check his injuries. Instead, he picked up the shovel and faced the direction where Yin Meng left... with the valve fully open!

Previously in the ghost miasma, even if the valve was fully opened, Runsheng had no way to catch up with Yin Meng's speed at that time. Now, he can, but he only has this one chance.

As if sensing the change in Runsheng's aura, the other party's speed, which had been decreasing, suddenly increased again, no longer worrying whether Yin Meng's current physical condition could withstand it.

While sprinting, Runsheng pressed the buckle with his fingertips, and the Huanghe shovel was swung, and the shovel surface fell off immediately, leaving only a stick.

This stick comes from the peach forest.

With all his strength, Runsheng appeared behind Yin Meng. He raised the peach wood stick with his right hand and strangled Yin Meng's body with his left arm.

Invisibly, a powerful force came towards Runsheng, trying to pull him and Yin Meng apart.

Just when the two sides were about to break away, Runsheng poked Yin Meng with the peach wood stick in his right hand.

"Puff!" The wooden stick first pierced Yin Meng's body, and then pierced Run Sheng. The two people were stabbed together by a peach wood stick.

The ghostly aura on Yin Meng and the evil spirit on Run Sheng were reacting violently. The peach wood sticks that pierced through their bodies quickly turned black and emitted sparks, as if they were being burned by fire.

And the invisible force that was previously extremely powerful gradually disappeared at this moment.

Runsheng raised his arms and used his last bit of strength to hug Yin Meng in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the two men lost their balance and rolled down the cliff below.

Liang Yan: "I'll go save them!"

Liang Li: "I'll go inform the boss about what's going on here."

……

"what……"

The boss was being strangled by the tomb owner and pressed against the wall of the tomb.

Even more terrifying than suffocation is the terrible pressure on the neck that is on the verge of crushing.

However, from Zhao Yi's perspective, the person who was strangling his neck had a guilty look on his face, with tears of heartache in his eyes.

In fact, if the tomb owner had not tried his best to restrain himself, Zhao Yi's neck would have been broken long ago, without any suspense or pain.

Three rays of light continuously intertwined behind the tomb owner, forming an extremely strange and harmonious echo with the solemn mark between the tomb owner's eyebrows.

Those who should have been sealed have now gained freedom, and the power that should have sealed them has begun to actively accept them. It is obvious that a new round of peace has been achieved.

"Mr. Li, this is really not fun..."

Zhao Yi really didn't know how to resist this kind of lineup. The reason why he was still alive was because of the tomb owner's "childhood friendship" with him, but the tomb owner couldn't hold on for too long.

"Mr. Li, I've already told you that you shouldn't act on your own, but you didn't listen. Now look what's happened. You're going to kill me..."

In Zhao Yi's heart, he was madly attacking Li Zhuiyuan, but on his face, in addition to the necessary pain, there was also understanding, sympathy, recognition, and comfort for the tomb owner. He made his eyes as gentle as possible, as if telling the tomb owner, I understand you, it's not your fault, don't suffer, just kill me, it's okay.

Only in this way can the guilt in the tomb owner's heart be deepened, allowing him to continue to strive to support and resist, so that he can live a little longer.

This is human nature. Even when facing a crushing defeat, Zhao Yi will still seize every opportunity to survive.

But today, he didn't know how to break the impasse. He didn't even understand the meaning of running here. Was he just going to be killed?
Before coming here, I asked Mr. Li, hoping that he could describe the steps in more detail.

Mr. Li’s response was: It’s up to you.

It turns out that this is not an expression of belief in one's own abilities, but that Li himself does not know what to do.

Zhao Yi was of course aware that the Li guy would not deliberately let him come here to die.

He knew that Mr. Li’s understanding of this wave should be higher than his, but... not much higher.

Mr. Li probably thought that he needed to place a piece in this empty space, but he didn't know what specific role this piece would play.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two vibrations broke the depressing atmosphere here. The walls on both sides of the main tomb chamber were broken, and two people walked out.

A man wearing armor, with a mighty figure, a livid face, and his entire body covered with purple sealing paper.

One was dressed luxuriously and had all the accessories on his body, but his body was just bones without any flesh and blood.

These two are not ordinary people.

When dealing with the three incense sticks here, Zhao Yi also discovered that there were two tombs of extremely high specifications under this auspicious tomb.

At that time, he also subconsciously thought that the third incense stick would be chosen from one of the two high-standard tombs, but Li insisted on relying on luck and chose a small tomb in the middle.

At this moment, Zhao Yi finally realized that he had underestimated these two tombs. Their specifications were much higher than he had expected.

Zhao Yi has always had a purple talisman in his mouth. There are only three in the entire Jiujiang Zhao family. When he divided the family before lighting the lamps, he wanted one, but the elders of his family were reluctant to give it to him, so he stole it himself.

But the general's body is almost covered with them. What a huge undertaking!

As for the luxurious skeleton, the internal texture of every piece of jade on its body is clearly visible, which shows that the formation carvings are integrated into it, just to suppress it.

In the secular world, these two are literally burying people alive with money.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The purple sealing paper on the general's body all burned and fell off, and the jade on the noble man's body all shattered and turned into powder. The two of them untied all the restraints on their bodies at the same time.

In a flash, they arrived at the side of the tomb owner. One of them held up one of the tomb owner's arms, and the three parties were stuck in a wrestling stalemate.

As for Zhao Yi, who was able to escape the chokehold and get some fresh air, he was not considered a party here, but just an insignificant addition.

The tomb owner showed joy on his face. Whether in life or after death, he could not control his own destiny, but this time, through his own efforts, he protected Zhao Yi.

There was a tenderness in the tomb owner's eyes. He hoped that Zhao Yi would leave quickly and escape from here so that he could survive.

Zhao Yi stood up while rubbing his neck, acting very calmly, as if everything was under control.

Suddenly, the three parties in a stalemate trembled slightly, and a terrible force shook the tomb. Zhao Yi, who was impacted, fell back with a "thump".

"Ugh……"

Zhao Yi sighed in his heart.

Today, he finally saw what a fight between gods was like.

It is not only a confrontation in strength, but also a layered layout.

Obviously, although this wave was driven by the Bodhisattva, the emperor was not unprepared.

He and the man surnamed Li were just the line connecting all the hooks when the two sides were wrestling.

Mr. Li really didn't know what he could do by being sent here, but he was certain that the other party would have corresponding means to stay here.

Now that we are here, we must do something.

No matter how powerful the existence is, a balance has finally been formed, which gives Zhao Yi the opportunity to be the last straw.

This time, Zhao Yi got up quickly.

"Accept me!"

Without hesitation, the gap between the gates of life and death spun rapidly, and his finger rested on the center of the tomb owner's eyebrows.

After serving as the external brain for Mr. Li many times, Zhao Yi found that he had become quite proficient at it.

The tomb owner listened to him very much and did not guard against him, but this time the entry of his consciousness still made Zhao Yi feel too smooth and silky.

Only after he went in did he realize how big a risk he had taken.

Just like the sea is divided into layers, with a layer of golden light on the top. If my consciousness stays here for even a moment longer, it may be assimilated;
The next layer is three crazy and raging colors. If you can't get out of it in time, your consciousness will be shattered.

Fortunately, he went in, reached the deepest part, and came to the layers of fog. After pushing them aside, Zhao Yi saw "a pitch-black city".

"Boom!"

Thunder roared, illuminating the surroundings.

Inside the house, the tomb owner leaned against a pillar, sitting there blankly.

Zhao Yi walked in.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time Zhao Yi met the tomb owner. The previous relationship between the two was purely based on the memories instilled in him by the man surnamed Li...

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi suddenly realized that the reason why he was able to get in so quickly and safely was purely because the man named Li had been here before and paved the way.

He remembered that night, the man surnamed Li ordered the tomb owner to seal himself.

The tomb owner sat there dejectedly, but when he saw Zhao Yi, he smiled.

"My name is Zhao Yi."

"I know."

"what's your name?"

"Suluo."

"This name is unlucky. You lose."

The tomb owner raised his head and looked at the darkness above his head.

When he was alive, whenever an evil spirit tried to enter his body, his consciousness would be squeezed into this tiny deepest corner. The darkness here was drawn by himself.

He didn't want to be found, he wanted to wrap himself up tightly.

"Are you here to persuade me to cheer up? That person persuaded me before, but it didn't seem to work, and the ending was the same. It's almost impossible for you to motivate me now.

You should leave and get out of here alive, instead of trying to do anything else.

They are very powerful and scary. All the ghosts and underworld officials I have experienced in my life are not comparable to them at all.

This is not something that I, or you, can participate in.”

"You've blocked all the conversations, how can I instigate you?"

Zhao Yi sat down next to the tomb owner.

The tomb owner lowered his head and said slowly: "I just don't want you to make meaningless attempts and get the inevitable disappointment."

Zhao Yi: "I have been able to see other people's inner thoughts since I was a child."

Tomb owner: "I know. I saw a lot of things from your childhood."

When I was a kid, there were a lot of things.

Zhao Yi: Mr. Li, how much have you fabricated about me?

He had never sat down and talked about his childhood with Mr. Li, so what the tomb owner saw was basically made up by Mr. Li.

However, Zhao Yi believed in Li's ability and was sure that the story would be in line with his character, so there was no need to worry about being exposed.

Zhao Yi: "So, I have always found it difficult to trust others since I was a child. Seeing things too clearly is often too boring."

Tomb owner: “Yes.”

Zhao Yi: "You have helped me several times."

Tomb owner: “Is there?”

Zhao Yi: “Yes.”

Tomb owner: "It should be."

"Yes, it should be." Zhao Yi stretched out his hand, put his arm around the tomb owner's shoulder and shook it. "To be honest, I know how to do this, but I'm not very good at it. There's a guy named Tan who is much better at it than me. Let's switch places and let him do it. I believe he will definitely move you to death, and maybe we can become sworn brothers here."

Tomb owner: "He also had a hard life since childhood?"

Zhao Yi: "Not really. He lived a pretty happy life. He was often scolded by his mother and beaten by his father. When he grew up and took the imperial examination, he met a classmate who was a child prodigy and helped him review his lessons. After he passed the examination, his childhood sweetheart from the same village took the initiative to confide in him. He was shy at first, but later he couldn't hold it back any longer and hugged her."

Zhao Yi knew all about Tan Wenbin's experience, which was all lied to him from Lin Shuyou.

After listening to this, the tomb owner was silent, and then he was relieved: "What an enviable life."

Zhao Yi: "Who said it wasn't?"

Tomb owner: "Last time, that person came to me and told me your story in order for me to cheer myself up and help him. So, what is your purpose in telling me a story that I cannot empathize with now?"

Zhao Yi: "I mean, I want to skip this step."

Tomb owner: “Skip?”

Zhao Yi: "Although my acting skills are pretty good, I won't act with you. Su Luo, you've helped me several times, so one more time won't hurt.

If it's not for you, then think of it as being for me. Giving should also bring some happiness. Just think of it as being happy again."

Tomb owner: “…”

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Yi even laughed at himself. He felt that he was quite shameless.

What’s even more shameless is that he deliberately created this shamelessness.

It is called a jump step, but in fact it is still this step.

Because Zhao Yi knew that the tomb owner would fall for it.

Sure enough, the tomb owner nodded and responded: "Okay, I'll continue to help you."

The goal was achieved, but for some reason, Zhao Yi felt a little depressed.

I had this feeling when the Liang sisters risked their lives for me last time.

It's really strange. The further I walk along the river, the more I feel like my original self is slowly being corrected.

Tomb owner: "I don't know many magic skills. That person taught me one last time. What do you want to teach me?"

Zhao Yi: "The current situation is different from that night. Just one or two spells will not be enough."

Tomb owner: "That's nothing I can do. I don't know those things."

Zhao Yi: "I can."

Tomb owner: "You tell me, I'll do it."

Zhao Yi licked his lips and said:

"Su Luo, be my puppet."

"it is good."

Without any hesitation or delay, he gave the answer directly.

Zhao Yi knew why the tomb owner agreed so readily, because he had always been a puppet whose life was not under his own control, and now he was just being a puppet again.

Putting aside his distracting thoughts, Zhao Yi stood up and started to practice his puppetry skills.

The effect emerged almost immediately after the spell was put into effect, so easily that Zhao Yi was a little uncomfortable with it. It was because the man named Li had been here before and laid a good foundation for him, so that he could now use it almost immediately.

At this time, the tomb owner said: "I haven't learned it, but I have experienced it. What he used on me seems to be different from what you are using on me now."

Zhao Yi: "It's okay, it's just a different primer. I can continue to use everything he left behind."

Tomb owner: "I don't understand..."

Zhao Yi: "You don't need to understand, just don't resist and cooperate with me."

Tomb owner: "I don't know if it will have any effect on you. The last time he used it on me, I could see his consciousness. I felt that I left my mark on him."

Zhao Yi: “…”

At this moment, Zhao Yi realized that the puppetry he and the man surnamed Li used was different.

He thought of the miserable situation of the man under the peach forest.

Tomb owner: "Will it affect you?"

Zhao Yi: "Yes. Although I haven't learned that secret technique, if I continue to use it according to what he left behind, I will receive the same side effects.

He seems to be able to solve this side effect, but I can't.

Do you want to know what the side effect is?"

"What is it?"

"From now on, there will be an extra you in my consciousness, and you will live there."

Upon hearing this, the tomb owner's eyes lit up at first, then dimmed again, and he said, "This won't work."

“It’s okay. I have never learned this secret technique. I was lucky to be able to use it this time. I will probably never have this opportunity again in the future. If there are a lot more people around, I will definitely lose myself and become an evil spirit.

If he wanted to avoid bringing harm to the people at that time, he would have to find a place to bury himself and plant some trees there.

But if there is only one more of you...it will be a relief."

Tomb owner: "This is not good for you."

Zhao Yi: "Come on, it's just right. I would feel bad if I don't pay a price. It's good to do it this way.

We both have tragic pasts, so just follow me to see the future, which may or may not be good. It's just like living another life in another way.

"Don't childhood friends have to play together?"

The tomb owner stood up and walked in front of Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi smiled at him, and a smile reappeared on the tomb owner's face.

Puppetry, in operation.

All the preparations that Li Zhuiyuan had laid out but were later interrupted were now rushing towards Zhao Yi.

The tomb owner walked towards Zhao Yi step by step, and finally merged into Zhao Yi's consciousness.

In reality, the tomb owner, who was still in a three-party stalemate, opened his eyes again.

Only this time, there was no confusion or dejection in those eyes, but sharpness and excitement.

He looked to his left, then to his right, then behind him, then upwards to look at the golden mark on his forehead.

Look, these are the existences that I never dared to imagine before, but now they are serving me alone.

When he lit the lantern and walked along the river, it was Zhao Yi's dream to become the Dragon King, but the dream was too high and not grounded enough.

The reality is, Zhao Yi had never expected that one day he would be able to play in such a high-end game, and that he would have the ability to control the situation!

"Mr. Li, you are right.

A valuable knife must have its own consciousness!"

(End of this chapter)