The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma?

There was a moment of silence in the private room.

Chu Kui was so anxious inside Old Wang's body that he was jumping up and down:

"Old Wang! How could you kneel before him! Aren't we here to eliminate evil and uphold justice?"

Old Wang sneered inwardly: "Exterminate demons and protect the righteous path?"

"Young man, let me see again what's lying on the ground?"

Chu Kui looked again at the corpse on the ground, the "Miss Yun" who had just been alive.

At this moment, his face was ashen, his fangs were bared, and his appearance was terrifying; he was clearly a monster.

Chu Kui was completely stunned: "This..."

Wang Yan's tone softened slightly: "So you understand now?"

"Besides, I can't beat any of those three right now."

"Just listen to me."

The voice just fell.

But then they heard the young man in front of them interrupt.

Looking at Chu Kui, Xia Chuan narrowed his eyes:

"You just said,"

He spoke slowly, his voice unhurried, "Can't even beat one of them?"

Old Wang's body stiffened.

He looked up, his eyes wide open behind the mask.

"Can you hear me?"

Xia Chuan nodded.

"I noticed it during the day."

"When you draw Zhong Kui's mask, his soul form will change."

Xia Chuan stroked his chin.

"I originally thought it was some kind of supernatural power of yours."

Xia Chuan narrowed his eyes:

"Now it seems there's someone else involved?"

Gao Haoguang and Hai Shan looked on in horror.

After a moment of silence, Old Wang slowly stood up from the ground.

"The younger generation these days is truly remarkable."

He sized up Xia Chuan and slowly spoke:

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone directly see the primordial spirit."

"I am Wang Yan, and I greet the three of you."

Wang Yan acknowledged it.

Gao Haoguang and Hai Shan were both quite surprised.

"It really is true?"

Xia Chuan raised an eyebrow: "Why are you attached to Chu Kui?"

Wang Yan gave a wry smile: "This isn't something I can choose."

"I was originally one of the last supreme masters of the Jintai Pear Garden."

"Jintai Pear Garden?"

I heard this rather familiar name.

The group exchanged glances.

The Nirvana Corpse they are looking for is also one of the supreme beings of Jintai Pear Garden!

"A thousand years ago, due to a calamity that befell my sect, I was severely injured and on the verge of death, and I completely lost consciousness."

"When I woke up, I found that my remnant soul had somehow traveled a thousand years into the future and was attached to the mask."

"After that, this kid picked up the mask, and I've been following him ever since."

As he spoke, he reached out and took off his mask.

Behind the mask was a young face with regular features and a heroic air between his brows; it was Chu Kui, who performed on the stage during the day.

But at this moment, there was a sense of composure in his eyes, as if he had experienced many hardships.

Wang Yan looked at Yun Qing's corpse at Xia Chuan's feet and sighed.

"Things haven't been peaceful in the city lately. This kid's been jumping around in a panic."

"I heard someone died here, so I had to come and see for myself."

Wang Yan glanced at Xia Chuan and the other two:

"I couldn't dissuade him, so I had no choice but to come with him."

"Unexpectedly, I stumbled upon you here, killing the Nirvana Corpse."

Gao Haoguang understood: "No wonder you're here."

Wang Yan nodded: "I didn't expect to run into the three of you."

"I observe that these three individuals do not appear to be from the Qin region."

"Why did you travel all the way to Xi'an just to retrieve the Nirvana corpse?"

Xia Chuan and the other two exchanged glances.

Ultimately, they decided to partially confess to Wang Yan.

"We, fellow disciples, came here because we learned from our sect's intelligence that this place possesses great supernatural powers, capable of resurrection and the resurrection of the corpse."

"As for exterminating this bureau, that was done incidentally."

As he spoke, Xia Chuan bowed to Wang Yan with his hands clasped in greeting:

"We were originally going to contact Mr. Chu Kui as well."

I also have a question for Mr. Chu Kui.

Wang Yan was taken aback: "What's the problem?"

His voice lowered, and his gaze deepened.

"Have some... inhuman things started appearing in this city lately?"

"For example, a kind of monster that can transform between a human and a dead person."

Wang Yan's expression changed.

That wasn't surprise, but a kind of pain that had been suppressed for a long time, as if a sore spot had been hit.

A moment later, Chu Kui possessed him.

His eyes changed from weathered to youthful, with a hint of youthful sharpness and sadness in his pupils.

He looked at Xia Chuan and the other two, remained silent for a moment, his lips trembling slightly, and then slowly spoke:

"have."

A glint of light flashed in Xia Chuan's eyes: "Who?"

Chu Kui's face darkened, and his voice became so low it seemed to be squeezed from his chest:

"My dad."

Everyone was startled.

Gao Haoguang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

"To be precise, it was the monster that turned into my father."

Chu Kui uttered each word as if squeezing it out from between his teeth.

"Not long ago, I went back to my hometown and found that my father was not in a good condition."

The person is still the same person, the face is still the same face, but something feels wrong.

The tone of his voice was off, his eating habits were off, even the way he looked at me was wrong.

His voice trembled slightly: "It's like the person is still the same person, but inside, it's been replaced by some kind of monster."

Xia Chuan did not interrupt him, but listened quietly.

"At first I thought it was because he got older and his personality changed."

Chu Kui clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.

"Until one night, I came home after practicing my skills outside wearing a mask, and found him standing in the yard, waving at me."

His pupils dilated slightly, as if he were recalling a nightmare:

"I instinctively felt something was wrong and didn't dare to go forward."

But then I realized that, somehow, he had suddenly appeared right in front of me.

Chu Kui's voice began to tremble:

"Only when I got closer did I notice his face full of fangs."

Although he looks just like my father, he's not my father at all!

He took a deep breath, as if suppressing surging emotions:

"He seemed to want to attack me, but fortunately Old Wang appeared in time."

That thing seemed extremely wary of Elder Wang, so it left immediately.

Chu Kui's voice suddenly lowered, becoming almost inaudible:

"When I came to my senses and rushed into the house to find my mother, I discovered that she was already dead."

The private room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Gao Haoguang lowered his head and looked at his toes.

Hai Shan closed his heterochromatic eyes, his lips slightly pursed.

Xia Chuan's face remained expressionless, but his gaze grew even more somber.

The silence lasted for a few breaths.

Xia Chuan nodded, his tone so calm it didn't seem like he was talking about something so heavy:

"So, the opening segment before each performance is about finding that thing?"

Chu Kui nodded, his eyes reddening, but he didn't shed a tear:

"It's not just the opening. I also ask people to inquire about it on ordinary days."

Unfortunately, there has been no news since.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Yan snatched Chu Kui's body away.

His eyes aged again, and the sorrow between his brows was deeper than that of Chu Kui.

He sighed, a long and heavy sigh that seemed to express the weariness of a thousand years.

"That guy is actually my junior brother."

Chen Xinmei, one of the most celebrated performers in Jintai Pear Garden.

Wang Yan's voice was hoarse:

"For some reason, he became a Nirvana Corpse back then and has lived until now, and was recently revived."

Xia Chuan narrowed his eyes.

Finally, there's some new information about that guy.