All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 361 Snow and Wind Bring People Home

playground.

The snowflakes were getting heavier, and some rides, including the roller coaster, had been suspended. Liu Yanyan had ridden four rides in a row, her face flushed from the activity and excitement.

At that moment, she bought two grilled sausages, each costing five yuan, and she and Ren Dongcheng each had one, happily eating them.

However, at this moment, a clear look appeared in Ren Dongcheng's eyes.

An indescribable, powerful force rapidly restored his body, which had been extremely weak! Soon, he recovered to level five.

But that force has not yet subsided.

Is it experience?
Ren Dongcheng slowly stood up, his constantly improving strength allowing both his mind and body to recover. Although his experience points were still at level 5, his overall strength was still increasing.

Until, his level jumped directly from level 5.3% to level 6.

The "6" in this level is not the same as the previous levels; it is an illusory level number, appearing and disappearing, not solid enough.

Is it an emotion?
The power he gained came from an overwhelming amount of emotion, which was like a raging wave that surged and crashed along the cause and effect of Hengyuan Group's news, eventually converging on him as the point of cause and effect.

The power is still rising.

Ren Dongcheng felt as if a fog in his mind had been torn apart, and all his thoughts suddenly became clear.

Did I gain the ability to alter people's memories through a transplant? No, I have never undergone any related surgery.

Ren Dongcheng's gaze gradually turned cold, his pupils darkening like a ferocious beast lurking in the shadows.

He doesn't have a younger sister.

He only had one younger brother, who died more than twenty years ago.

When did my mindset begin to change?

He knew that Zhang Hanyu's strength was one level higher than his own before. But he was, after all, a powerful being who had achieved unity of body and spirit before. Even if there was a slight, subtle change, he would definitely not have been completely unaware of it.

If Lingtai Dao truly possessed such strength, it would have long since become a top-tier profession.

Therefore, the problem must lie in the extraordinary vaccine he gave himself: a hemolytic pathogen, a brain vaccine that allows him to concentrate and steal his own life with 100% success.

With the help of the extraordinary vaccine, his memories were manipulated by him.

"Zhang Hanyu".

Ren Dongcheng uttered three words almost imperceptibly.

"You actually managed to find out?"

The familiar voice echoed in his mind. Although Zhang Han was somewhat surprised, he remained calm and said, "It doesn't matter, Dongcheng."

"We're in the same boat now. Now that you've recovered your strength, you'd better leave immediately."

“The people from the Special Operations Department are in the crowd.”

“I can ask the Apostle to turn the girl beside you into a consumptive ghost so that she can restrain those two travelers. You should immediately find a place to enter the spirit world.”

Ren Dongcheng didn't speak upon hearing this, but instead squatted down, rubbed the girl's head, and said, "How about we go ride the Ferris wheel?"

"Okay!"

Liu Yanyan ate the rest of the sausage in one bite, licked the skewer, and jumped up.

Ren Dongcheng took the girl's hand and walked through the snow toward the Ferris wheel.

The Ferris wheel's silhouette appeared exceptionally large amidst the swirling snowflakes, like a distant star suspended in mid-air. Its rotating eyes seemed to gaze upon the winding path of destiny beneath its feet.

People were bundled up in thick down jackets, hats, scarves, and gloves, their breath instantly dissipating into the cold air as they frolicked and danced with the snowflakes.

The Ferris wheel rotates very slowly, slowly enough to allow you to gradually enjoy the snowy cityscape from its great height.

"Uncle, why did you only buy one ticket?"

"You sit down first, Uncle is afraid of heights."

Ren Dongcheng smiled and pushed the girl through the gate. Liu Yanyan pouted, but still waved obediently, saying, "Then Uncle, you wait for me here!"

"it is good."

As the girl disappeared into the crowd, Zhang Hanyu's voice echoed in his mind.

“I influenced some of her memories and amplified her emotions.”

“In her eyes, you overlap with her vague image of her father. Now, you’d better bring her back and inject your hemolysin into her brain.”

“Let her go to the most crowded place and turn into a consumptive ghost.”

"Hey, Dongcheng! Are you even listening?"

Da da da.

After Liu Yanyan boarded the Ferris wheel, Ren Dongcheng turned and walked towards the public restroom around the corner. He entered the men's room, which was not far from the entrance and was almost empty, with very few users.

Standing in front of the mirror at the sink, Ren Dongcheng stared at himself.

It was as if he was gazing at Zhang Hanyu inside his body.

“I remember you telling me that.”

Ren Dongcheng took out a dagger from his storage space and skillfully played with it between his fingers.

"The Apostles' strength lies in the fact that their power originates from higher dimensions. However, they themselves still need a three-dimensional existence, that is, a physical body, to bear their will and power."

"The essence of an extraordinary vaccine is a power pathway."

"What do you want to say?"

Zhang Hanyu realized at that moment that Ren Dongcheng's state was somewhat abnormal; he was too lucid. So lucid that it sent chills down Zhang Hanyu's spine.

At this moment, he realized that his skills could no longer affect or modify Ren Dongcheng's memories in the slightest.

"you!?"

Ren Dongcheng's level was now displayed as a semi-transparent level 7.

"I do not have a younger sister."

Ren Dongcheng looked out the window at the slowly rotating Ferris wheel and said, "But I have a younger brother, and I did bring him to the amusement park. But you know, my family was poor, and my brother never got to ride any of the rides back then. And I never had the chance again."

"Thank you so much today. If it weren't for my memory lapse, I wouldn't have felt like she was family."

“I look at her like I look at my younger brother.”

Ren Dongcheng smiled, and in his ears, he seemed to hear endless turbulent thoughts and whispers, those of everyone affected by the unfinished building, those excitements, those joys, those tears of happiness.

At this moment, those who have received clear compensation and answers must have a faith and devotion to those who saved all of this that surpasses that of any believer in gods or Buddhas.

This is incense.

At this moment, Ren Dongcheng finally understood the reason for his leapfrog improvement in strength: it was the gratitude of countless people, which transformed from venting anger into pure gratitude and trust.

I feel unworthy of this.

Feeling the power of Wang Lingguan's skills, Ren Dongcheng raised his hand, the dagger reflecting the cold sunlight, swaying gently in the mirror.

"you……"

Zhang Han looked at Ren Dongcheng's movements in the mirror, his voice suddenly sharp, and said, "What do you want to do!?"

Pfft!

The sharp dagger, held by Ren Dongcheng, was plunged directly into his temple! It pierced through his brain!

"Her brother is dead. But she must live."

"You are crazy!"

Zhang Han was completely bewildered and said, "She and you are complete strangers! Damn it, stop right now!"

"Brother Zhang."

Ren Dongcheng completely ignored him and calmly said, "Back then, I only wanted to vent my anger and advance to the next world; I never thought about living."

"You gave me my life."

"Consider all these years of service to you as interest."

"Now, I'll return your principal."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Han's voice was filled with intense fear, confusion, and hysteria!
"You, no—"

creak!

Ren Dongcheng twisted the dagger, crushing his own brain.

Zhang Hanyu's voice abruptly stopped.

A calm voice, carrying a powerful spiritual force, tore out of Ren Dongcheng's body!

"amazing."

An illusory spirit floated behind Ren Dongcheng. This wandering spirit chose the only way to kill himself and Zhang Hanyu—suicide.

The memories that had been obscured by herself and the sorcerer for so long were awakened once the power of her status was broken, and she became completely out of control.

What a remarkable guest!
Unfortunately, he still had a consumptive ghost in existence. Although the ghost's state was somewhat strange, existing in a space that seemed both real and dreamlike, it could still serve as his vessel. Furthermore, he had already replicated Ren Dongcheng's Luan Ke template, which allowed him to elevate that consumptive ghost to its current state.

My goal has been achieved.

A mysterious rune appeared on the apostle's body; it was the same pattern that Zhang Han had sent to Ren Dongcheng's phone.

The next moment, the spiritual apostle vanished.

……

Snowflakes fell, and as the Ferris wheel reached its highest point, Ren Dongcheng's body trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The rich power of incense rapidly healed his injuries. Skill [King]: Grants Wang Lingguan absolute adaptability; he can quickly adapt to any environment, spell, or attack.

The remodeling ability of the hemolytic pathogen prevented Ren Dongcheng from dying instantly, giving him time to activate his skills and adapt to his injuries.

However, his level 7 was fake, and so was his adaptability.

At this moment, Ren Dongcheng could already see cause and effect. A seven-colored galaxy flowed in his eyes, and he saw on himself, countless causes and effects rising and falling, connecting him, and surging with endless incense.

The current incense offerings are baseless, giving rise to his false identity as Wang Lingguan.

Once the current discussion and the hype die down, all the karmic consequences they are experiencing will be severed. Because those who are ecstatic right now don't know who triggered the karmic connection and saved them.

The incense will eventually burn out.

At that time, his identity as Wang Lingguan would fall, and his adaptability as the "King" would disappear. He would then truly die.

This public opinion was created abruptly. I cannot stabilize these people's worship; they are rootless duckweed. I cannot make tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people remember my name and pray sincerely.

stab-

Ren Dongcheng pulled the knife from his head and looked at the Ferris wheel with a tenderness that hadn't surfaced in over twenty years.

In the end, all he wanted was to spend more time with that girl and with his "younger brother."

Da da da.

In the wind and snow, a man in a suit wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a burly man in woolen clothes stood quietly under the pine trees in front of the door.

"call--"

Ren Dongcheng slowly exhaled and walked towards the two.

bass!
A metal card slipped from Xie Yan's palm. Unlike the ordinary playing cards he had used casually in previous battles, this card was embossed with mythical creatures and gleamed with astonishing sharpness.

Snapped!
At that moment, a hand patted his shoulder.

The voice of the Skeleton King came: "Let him pass."

Xie Yan and the other man didn't speak, but stepped aside. Ren Dongcheng approached the three of them step by step and said calmly, "I will send her back and then pay for the company's three teams of wanderers with my life."

“I believe in the promise of a royal official.”

The skeleton general raised his hand, making a gesture of invitation.

Ren Dongcheng nodded and strode away.

"General..."

“He killed the apostle. And he himself is already dead.”

The Lord of the Corpses said with emotion, "A false holder of the talisman position, a rootless fruit, he won't last long. But for so many years, no one has ever been able to stir people's hearts so passionately."

"Tell me, if his younger brother hadn't had that accident back then, would our Special Operations Department have produced another genius?"

Xie Yan rationally said, "No, his talent and combat ability are far inferior to those of Luan Ke like Ji Ran and Li Guanqi."

"You do not understand."

The Skeleton General shook his head and said, "Ji Ran and Li Guanqi are naturally geniuses. In the future, they will at least have the opportunity to become top-level King Spirit Officials like [Just Three Blades]."

"But great courage, perseverance, and an indomitable spirit can still forge a strong person. Take Hu Qingyan, for example. Did you choose him because you valued his talent?"

The skeleton general said, "It's definitely not."

"But his heart is strong enough. Once he succeeds, he can strip away his emotions and will be no less than any genius."

"You and I value this guy for the same reason: his character."

Zha Hu stood behind him, his lips moving slightly, but he didn't speak.

At that moment, a spirit silently passed by and merged into Ren Dongcheng's shadow.

The Corpse Lord sighed softly and said, "His life was stolen by the General Bureau, by us and that Apostle."

"Just this one thing is enough to fake a talisman position. If someone with ulterior motives sets up in advance, they could even create a real talisman position in one fell swoop."

“Some things need to be changed. Now, let the General Administration internally investigate old cases, transfer them to other locations for review, and have the Special Operations Department supervise the process.”

"At the same time, front-line security officers should be held accountable for social morality and social issues to the fullest extent of the law."

The skeleton turned around and said, "Let's start with ordinary people. I will think about and draft a plan, and let the travelers participate, on how to deal with the emotional issues of new media."

"If you have this idea."

Xie Yan walked up, opened the document Ji Ran had sent him, and handed it to him, saying, "You can take a look at this."

……

Under the Ferris wheel.

"Waaaaah! Uncle, it's so expensive!"

Now that Liu Yanyan had gotten off the Ferris wheel and was no longer affected by Zhang Han, her emotions began to recover. Only then did she realize that she had actually spent three hundred yuan at the amusement park and even ate a five-yuan grilled sausage!

This extravagant spending instantly overshadowed her joy with shame and heartache. It was almost enough for her mother to buy medicine again!
Ren Dongcheng eventually gave in to her, and the two left together.

The little girl insisted on going back.

At such a young age, she didn't know how far the journey was; she was just worried about the few dozen yuan for the bus fare.

Ren Dongcheng did not refuse; he simply bent down, picked up the girl, and walked into the snowstorm.

The girl hugged his neck tightly, whispering about her day at school. Being sensible, she never told her sick mother these things. The joy at the amusement park, though fleeting, acted like a key, unlocking a sliver of the girl's heart.

That incessant chatter brought Ren Dongcheng immense peace of mind, something he hadn't experienced in over twenty years.

It was as if his suppressed guilt and longing for his younger brother were soothed by the girl's voice.

"Actually, my uncle had a younger brother before, but something happened to him, and I couldn't save him..."

Perhaps she knew she didn't have much time, or perhaps she understood that a primary school girl wouldn't understand.

Ren Dongcheng, on the contrary, was uninhibited and told his past to the ears of the wind and snow.

"Uncle, you don't need to be sad. Look, I know Mom is probably looking for Dad, but I won't cry."

“If you keep acting like this, your brother will be sad in heaven.”

Ren Dongcheng was taken aback and said, "Then you should too. Don't be sad. You should be happy today."

"it is good."

"Then...can I call you brother?"

Ren Dongcheng's shoulders trembled, and after a long while, he said, "Okay."

The girl nestled her head obediently against the back of Ren Dongcheng's neck and said timidly, "Brother... I'm sorry."

"I shouldn't have lost my temper just now."

Today... is the happiest day of my life!

Ren Dongcheng paused, and the image of the boy from twenty years ago, looking around with envy at the amusement park rides, flashed before his eyes.

The wind and snow seemed to have blinded him.

Ren Dongcheng never imagined that twenty years later, he would still be like the boy on the bicycle, unable to pay at the amusement park.

Perhaps, I've always been trapped here.

But the girl's satisfaction at this moment relaxed his tense subconscious. It was as if he heard an answer from twenty years ago.

"Thank you."

……

Ren Dongcheng escorted the girl back to the unfinished building. Under the protection of subtle spiritual energy, the girl was always enveloped in warmth.

It wasn't until the girl turned back to say goodbye and entered the unfinished building that Ren Dongcheng's gaze swept over the groups of group employees in suits before he turned and entered an abandoned building not far away.

His eyes sparkled as he looked in Liu Yanyan's direction.

Her mother isn't dead yet. Otherwise, Liu Yanyan, as her only child, would definitely know. But her mother is nearing her end; the karmic connection is already fading. Right now, she's probably in the hospital, already considered abandoned.

Ren Dongcheng smiled gently.

The incense flames around him surged without any roots. These flames would dissipate as the heat subsided because they had no foundation. But they could still sustain his life for half a month, or even a month or two.

But at this moment, he placed his hand on the line of cause and effect, releasing all the incense offerings!
"Live."

The karmic connection between Liu Yanyan and her mother visibly solidified. At this moment, these three words represented the prayer of Wang Lingguan, a deity of incense offerings carried by hundreds of thousands of worshippers, who had exhausted his own cultivation!

Ren Dongcheng chuckled softly, his eyes gradually becoming vacant.

His life force dissipated with the incense offerings.

A spirit emerged from beneath his feet and entered his body. The blizzard intensified, and the staggering figure walked towards a car not far away.

Inside the unfinished building, Liu Yanyan opened her composition book and carefully wrote down the title:

"A Day with My Brother".

hum-

On the bed behind me, a small cell phone vibrated, receiving a text message—from: Mom.

But the girl was engrossed in her surroundings and didn't notice the sound. The already deceased Ren Dongcheng would never see that a karmic connection between the girl and him had been established.

It's the connection between people; it can be hate, it can be love, or it can be a name, appearing in the girl's essays year after year.

(End of this chapter)