There is a trick

Chapter 31 That Day

Earlier, when the ordinary thought threads were transformed into blood thought threads, Zhou Chang had an idea: "Can I use the thought threads to directly extract the delusional thought energy from the corpse of the demon?"

In this way, he could not only suppress Zhou Chang's corpse through his thoughts, but also use the delusions in Zhou Chang's corpse to absorb the energy and enhance his spiritual nature.

With this cycle, why worry about not being able to completely control the corpses?

Now, as the blood threads turned into iron threads, his previous idea seemed to be possible to realize.

He manipulated the strand of iron thread, and as his mind turned, the end of the iron thread that pierced into the flesh and blood of the corpse immediately became hollow, like a pinhole. As he mobilized his mind, it suddenly began to absorb the false thoughts and energy in the corpse!

"what--"

Zhou Chang's body suddenly became hideous, and he opened his mouth to howl!
But at this moment, a strand of blood thought flowed back, quickly passed through the lips of Zhou Chang's corpse, and sewed up his mouth and nose!

The corpse struggled fiercely in the coffin, but could no longer make any sound!

The strand of iron thought that pierced into its body began to absorb the false thoughts and energy accumulated in its corpse!

The iron-black strand of thought, after absorbing the energy from the false thoughts, suddenly became illusory and colorful!
At the same time, Zhou Chang suddenly felt his vision becoming chaotic, and psychedelic, indescribable scenes began to unfold in his field of vision.

His eyes were no longer eyes, but seemed to have become ears at this moment.

His ears were no longer ears, but seemed to have turned into belly buttons.

An illusion more terrifying than being contaminated by the 'wind of feasting air' that permeated the wine cellar lingered in Zhou Chang's mind!

This kind of illusion cannot be described in words!

He kept reminding himself in his heart: "If I don't stop absorbing the delusions from the corpse, my soul will collapse because of these horrible delusions!"

But now he couldn't control his thoughts and had no way to make an effective response!
Those bizarre images flashed through his mind like slides.

He captured a scene from many pictures——

He saw that this morning, he, his grandfather, Shi Danzi, and Yang Rui were sitting around the dinner table, flipping through the book "Dapin Xindan Jing" that Yang Rui had bought for five copper coins.

Those two or three pages of scriptures that were originally impossible for him to understand, now in this state, he began to understand them!
The incomplete Chinese characters instantly turned into little people with incomplete limbs. They searched for limbs that fit them or those that didn't fit them all over the pages and connected them to the incomplete positions.

These little figures became increasingly twisted and deformed.

Zhou Chang was "reading" these deformed little people and heard some voices:
"The embryonic form of the egg sheath is like that of the sky...

The demon has fallen, but the divine essence has not yet been imparted...

Chant the mantra Om Nātsa to change my form and give me my essence..."

Zhou Chang could understand every word contained in those voices.

But when he put them together, he couldn't understand their meaning at all!

If he does not stop absorbing the false thoughts and energy of the corpse, his own soul will be transformed into a ghost before the corpse, or even, by chance, into a demon!
The 'delusional mycelium' growing on the rice grave are actually pure thoughts that have been washed away of delusions!

Absorbing them can strengthen one's spirit!
But the false thoughts and evil spirits in this corpse, as well as the wind of evil spirits that occasionally blew through the wine cellar, would do no good but only harm to normal people!
Zhou Chang personally tried and failed, and finally realized the difference between the two more deeply.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" This thought that once dominated Zhou Chang's mind is now just an insignificant one among Zhou Chang's many thoughts.

Every thought of his was speaking madly!

Trying to dominate!
This caused his mind to become increasingly confused, and he fell deeper and deeper into the vortex of delusion!
Until Zhou Chang used the only clear thought, connected a strand of thought, and probed it into the hole on the thumb bone ring called "Ao Duoji" -

"Ao Duoji!"

In the hole, the voice of the boy calling his mastiff companion turned into Zhou Chang's voice!

Zhou Chang called out to Ao Duoji!
Ao Duoji also shouted loudly in response to him!
Amid the barking of 'Ao Duoji', more and more of Zhou Chang's thoughts broke free from the hallucination, gradually taking the lead, and finally pulling the strand of iron thought out of the flesh and blood of the corpse - his mind finally gradually returned to normal!
"Wow!"

At this time, a fierce sound of water came from the spring a few steps away from the coffin room.

Zhou Chang had no time to rest, and immediately thought about it, and took back all the strands of thoughts that were scattered outside!
The wind of the feasting energy blew up behind the sound of water. The thoughts that Zhou Chang had taken back were wrapped around the corpse's body, preventing it from absorbing the wind of the feasting energy.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind of feasting gradually subsided.

The sound of water came out of the living spring again, as if the ghost that had swam out of the spring was now shrinking back into the spring contentedly.

Zhou Chang waited for a while and began to repeat the steps to strengthen the mind thread as yesterday.

……

"Prepare to wake up!"

After several hours, Qian Chaodong's voice came from the highest and farthest part of the wine cellar.

Various sounds gradually appeared in the silent wine cellar.

Zhou Chang listened to the sound of fermented grain being shoveled outside the coffin, and strands of thoughts, some dark red as blood, some black as iron, were absorbed into his body.

He sensed the specific situation inside the corpse of the genie, weaved the blood threads into the blood vessels inside the corpse of the genie, and wrapped the iron threads around the bones of the corpse of the genie.

He spent the entire day in the wine cellar today, and thanks to the increase in the number of his thoughts, his gains were much greater than before.

The newly added ordinary threads of thought were all transformed into blood threads of thought.

And the part that had turned into blood thought threads was transformed into iron thought threads.

"We have to find Bai Xiu'e as soon as possible."

Zhou Chang moved his body slightly in the narrow coffin room. As the iron threads supported the flesh and blood of this body and the blood threads wrapped around the skin, he could increasingly feel the fierce and terrifying power hidden in this corpse, and he could also use the threads to utilize some of it.

This further highlights the importance of Niansi.

Finding Bai Xiu'e and keeping her by his side has become Zhou Chang's top priority now.

Only about one third of his mental power has been restored now, and there is still most of the mental thread left, which needs to be replenished with the help of Bai Xiu'e.

"Bang!"

Wen San and Wen Si outside worked together to open the coffin lid.

In the dim light, Zhou Chang opened his eyes and stared at Wen San who was secretly looking at him——

Wen San couldn't help but shrink his neck. He felt that the person in the coffin seemed to be able to see through his thoughts!
He didn't dare to look at Zhou Chang again, so he asked his younger brother Wen Si to watch here while he went to another place to continue his work. Wen San didn't dare to stay with Zhou Chang for a moment, for fear that he would not be able to control himself and would respond to Zhou Chang's words.

Zhou Chang propped himself up and stepped out of the coffin room.

He stood beside Wen Si, his tall body seemed to completely cover Wen Si's figure, causing Wen Si to feel a little scared.

At this time, Qian Chaodong came over, looked at the grains with mycelium growing on both sides of the cellar, and said to Zhou Chang: "The madness still needs to be cured, you can come again tomorrow."

"it is good."

Zhou Chang nodded in agreement.

Qian Chaodong looked up at him, said nothing, and turned away.

Watching Qian Chaodong swaying his fat body away, Zhou Chang turned his head to observe Wen Si with a smile on his face: "Wen Si, do you want to go home? Your brother told me to help send a message to your family."

Wen Si suddenly raised his head upon hearing the voice——

Zhou Chang's tall figure was facing him against the dim light, and at that moment it seemed to have turned into pure black.

The darkness expanded into the sea, carrying Zhou Chang's peaceful voice, pouring into Wen Si's mind over and over again.

Wen Si's pupils trembled, his mouth opened wide like a fish that had come ashore, but he couldn't speak!

(End of this chapter)