There is a trick

Chapter 20: The Wind of Feasting
During these few days, thanks to Bai Xiu'e's presence, Zhou Chang's thoughts accumulated quite a bit, just enough for him to completely wrap one arm.

If he dispersed these thoughts throughout his body, he would at least be able to move around, though not as agile as a normal person.

At this moment, Zhou Changqiang endured the piercing pain in his head and released all his thoughts, which continued to extend outward along the cracks in the coffin.

In his perception, after the thoughts were several feet away from him, they became limp and lifeless.

But when they pierced into the rice grave covering the coffin, every strand of thought was like an electric wire connected to a switch, and was instantly filled with vitality!
Streams of 'electricity' flowed along those threads straight into Zhou Chang's brain!
The piercing pain that had always existed in his brain due to his forced use of the mind thread quickly faded as the "electricity" continued to flow into his mind, until it disappeared completely!

The clear and rich breath lingered in Zhou Chang's thoughts, like a sudden spring rain.

His spirit is like the seedlings in the rain. Under the nourishment of the rain, they stretch out their leaves and grow rapidly!
Zhou Chang opened his eyes. The lingering stench of decay in the coffin became even stronger at this moment, mixed with the smell of new wood;

The originally hazy and chaotic scene in his eyes gradually became clear, and he saw traces of mold between the wood grain on the coffin lid;

Originally, he could not hear the sound of water in the spring not far away because he was blocked by the stone walls of the cellar and the mountain of rice on the coffin. But at this moment, he could hear the sound of water in the spring again, and it became clearer and clearer, as if it was ringing in his ears!
My five senses are continuously improving.

The reason why the five senses can be enhanced is that those thoughts absorb a certain breath from the rice grave, making their own spiritual power, perhaps it can be called "soul", gradually become stronger!

Zhou Chang's thoughts flashed through his mind. He watched the thread of thought extending from his brow to the outside of the crack in the coffin gradually turn red and thick, like a blood vessel.

The thoughts that had become limp after being several feet away from his body now became strong and stiff!
The thought thread absorbed the fermented delusions in the rice grave and gradually became stronger!

Even though the quantity of thoughts has not changed, the quality is skyrocketing!
Soon, the dense mycelium on the rice grave that submerged Zhou Chang's coffin turned into ashes and dissipated - Zhou Chang's body in the coffin was still being evaporated and fermented into delusions, and the corpse was gradually becoming skin and bones. However, the growth rate of the mycelium on the rice grave was no longer as fast as the crazy absorption rate of Zhou Chang's "blood thoughts"!

The rice grave where Zhou Chang was located gradually returned to peace.

The blood thread extended from his coffin, pierced through the rice grave, passed around the mountain of grain where Shi Danzi was buried, spiraled upward along the slope, and spread to the other rice graves on both sides of the slope where mycelium was growing!
The mountain of grain that submerged Shidanzi remained intact from beginning to end, without growing a single mycelium.

Zhou Chang was unable to detect the situation in the outside world. He just relied on his senses to extend his blood thoughts continuously, drawing strength from the outside world to strengthen his spirit. However, his body was now withered, and wrinkles appeared on his skin, like chicken skin.

However, Zhou Chang felt that his current situation was better than ever before!

wow——

But at this moment, he heard a sudden burst of violent water sounds coming from the spring outside!

It was as if something crawled out of that spring, bringing with it dripping liquid!
Swish!
Zhou Chang was startled, and instinctively, he immediately gathered all the blood thoughts that were scattered outside and spread them out to wrap around his entire body.

The intense sound of water outside also stopped abruptly at this moment.

Zhou Chang's ears were silent and he could no longer hear any noise from outside.

The strong stench of corpse filled his nostrils, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

The next moment, a wet and greasy wind blew across Zhou Chang's coffin.

Compared to the invisible wind that blew across the cellar when the fat man shouted "Begin fermentation", this gust of wind gave Zhou Chang a more concrete feeling. When the wind that coiled around his body like a snake suddenly dissipated, his vision suddenly shook, and the scene that had become clear became blurred in an instant.

The shrill and noisy unreal sounds of some trumpets and suonas kept coming into his ears!

Zhou's often described emaciated body actually began to swell at this moment, and the chicken skin wrinkles on his neck due to excessive thinness were slowly smoothed out!
“Whoosh—hiss—”

“Whoosh—hiss—”

Two completely different breathing sounds alternately sounded in Zhou Chang's mind!
A breath came from his current flesh and blood - Zhou Chang.

A breath comes from his inherent soul!

The illusory and colorful "air" that was difficult to distinguish between clear and turbid was continuously inhaled into Zhou Chang's nostrils by his corpse!

Zhou Chang used the blood threads on his body to block the mouth and nose of this body. At this moment, all the pores of this body opened up, madly sucking in the delusions and food that came from nowhere!
"Ha ha ha ha--

You can't trap me! No one can trap me!"

The 'corpse of Zhou Chang' suddenly opened its mouth, breaking free of the blood threads that were wrapped around its lips, which were even many times stronger than before, and laughed wildly!
"It is impossible for this body to be used completely by me and become one with my thoughts!
Its transformation into a corpse might have already begun when it was buried in the mass grave - it has gone further and further on the road to becoming an old ghost - but my soul is still homeless!
Just try to control it!

Even control it forever!
It has to be used for my own benefit!"

When 'Zhou Chang's corpse' broke free from the shackles of thoughts and laughed wildly, horrifying thoughts flashed through Zhou Chang's mind!
He mobilized those blood threads and tried to sew up the pores on Zhou Chang's corpse that were sucking out the vital energy - the threads changed from a slightly white and transparent color to the current blood red color, so it would not be completely ineffective!

However, every time those blood threads sewed up the pores on Zhou Chang's body, Zhou Chang's flesh and blood would tremble violently, causing each blood thread to break apart!

"Hahahaha-"

Inside the coffin, there was Zhou Chang's corpse, laughing wildly and full of mockery!
“It’s useless?!”

Zhou Chang's mind was trembling, and his anger was bursting out!
He gathered all the blood thoughts into his brows, and encouraged his spirit to make each blood thought thread as straight as a steel needle. Then, he made each blood thought thread penetrate deeply into the flesh of Zhou Chang's face!
Bloody thoughts quickly flowed under Zhou Chang's corpse, passing through his neck and across his chest.

Under Zhou Chang's skin, it seemed as if all the blood vessels bulged out in an instant!
It howled even more crazily, and its wild laughter turned into a roar filled with hatred and pain: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh——"

Wherever the blood thought thread passed, many air pores stopped sucking in the air!

Zhou Chang wove a network like blood vessels in the flesh of this corpse!

"Hiss--Hoo--" Zhou Chang's corpse's 'breathing' had not stopped yet. It was violently inhaling the colorful breath, still trying to take back control of itself!
At this moment, Zhou Chang's eyes suddenly became dazed!

The wet and greasy wind brought a mixed and chaotic smell.

That kind of savoring energy was also silently affecting him, until this moment, the negative effects imposed on his thoughts finally erupted completely - the sound of trumpets and suonas that appeared and disappeared in his ears now became completely clear!
(End of this chapter)