Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

"It's sweet, have a taste."

After spitting out the fruit pit from his mouth, Lu Ye casually tossed another bright red wild fruit into Ling Xin'er's wide-open mouth.

The combination at this point is somewhat strange.

Lu Ye's body was still being carried by the spider legs formed by the [Red Thread Thousand Curses], but there was another seat formed by red threads beside him.

Ling Xin'er sat in her seat with snacks on her lap and a belt around her waist to prevent her from falling. She also made sure to hold onto the hem of Lu Ye's shirt tightly with one hand.

From the front, it looks like a modified version of a bastard car.

"I want to eat more."

Lu was also gently shaken by the hem of his clothes that was being held.

However, they simply don't tolerate it.

"My stomach hurts after eating too much."

Then, as if by magic, Lu Ye produced a balloon made of red thread and handed it to Ling Xin'er beside him, saying, "Take this and play with it yourself."

"Thank you, Uncle."

"Call me brother."

Lu Ye reached out and tugged at Ling Xin'er's cheek; it was full of collagen.

You look much cuter at this time.

Under the influence of the "Regression Barrier," Ling Xin'er's consciousness has finally regressed to that of a five-year-old, which is the limit.

At the age of five, Ling Xin'er became noticeably more lively, always full of curiosity, and loved to eat delicious wild fruits.

Every now and then, they'll do something that could get them killed.

"What can I do? I'm helpless too."

He became a stay-at-home dad before even having a baby.

These past two days, he's been taking his five-year-old kid for walks around in the woods. If he were to abandon him halfway through, Lu Ye wouldn't be able to live with himself.

Although he had traveled a long way, he hadn't gone to ambush anyone for two whole days, and he was very anxious.

"Ah~"

Ling Xin'er, who was sitting in her seat, yawned.

"Tired?"

Lu knew he was sleepy, and he could fall asleep in the next second.

The red thread unfurled, then condensed back into a cocoon, enveloping the two people before hanging them on a tree trunk and swaying gently.

Fortunately, Lu Ye doesn't need to tell any bedtime stories.

"hug."

Ling Xin'er mumbled something in her cocoon, placed Lu Ye's hand on her waist, and fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to the even breathing at his chin, the softness pressed against his chest, and the long legs faintly visible beneath his skirt, Lu sighed helplessly.

"If you weren't still so young, you'd already be in big trouble, you know that?"

Night was falling.

........

Night was gradually breaking.

The first rays of sunlight pierced through the morning mist that shrouded the forest.

Inside the red cocoon.

Her long, distinct eyelashes trembled, as if she sensed an unusual warmth beneath her, and her body shifted slightly.

A strange sense of reluctance to open my eyes arose within me.

She then opened her eyes, her hair cascading down like a waterfall.

Looking at the face so close to hers, and feeling the warm breath almost touching hers, a flicker of confusion crossed Ling Xin'er's eyes, followed by bewilderment, then more confusion...

After a series of changes in expression.

His dark pupils suddenly contracted to their limit, and his breathing even stopped for a moment.

"retreat--"

Ling Xin'er spoke up subconsciously.

Then a finger was inserted into her newly parted pink lips, interrupting the sound.

"Why are you chanting 'ghost curses' when you've only just recovered?"

Ling Xin'er's gaze met those eyes, which were also open. They were very close, and she could see the color deep in the pupils. In contrast to her own eyes, it was an extreme black, like ink.

At the same time, he realized that in his moment of panic, he had subconsciously uttered the "ghost curse." Once he finished speaking that word, the person in front of him would be thrown hundreds of meters away.

The eerie aura dissipated instantly.

"Looks like he's awake."

Looking into the other person's eyes, Lu Ye saw that all those childlike, joyful, and beautiful emotions had vanished, replaced by a cold indifference.

It seems the effects of the "Heart-Clearing Technique" have finally disappeared.

After sensing that Ling Xin'er had actively dispersed the strange energy fluctuations, Lu Ye withdrew his finger.

Unexpectedly, it drew out a crystal-clear thread in mid-air.

One end was connected to his fingertip, and the other end was connected to Ling Xin'er's mouth.

"........."

Ling Xin'er stared blankly at the crystal-clear liquid.

Her earlobes turned red at a visible speed, stretching all the way down her snow-white neck.

"Mistake."

Lu Ye was also a little embarrassed.

It went in too deep just now, so it must have gotten saliva on it.

The red thread slowly dissipated, the cocoon reopened, and the two people emerged.

The morning light, piercing through the thin mist, spreads into dappled patterns among the trees; the air is fresh, and a gentle breeze blows.

Ling Xin'er stood there with her head down, completely degenerating into a wooden figure, neither asking nor speaking.

Lu was naturally happy to have some peace and quiet and didn't bother to explain. He was just a little disappointed that the little brat had completely disappeared, since the two of them had gotten along quite well.

After giving Ling Xin'er about ten minutes to reminisce about the past, Lu Ye withdrew his gaze from the dense forest and extended a hand to Ling Xin'er.

Give me your hand.

Ling Xin'er finally looked up: "Wh...what?"

Lu didn't have time to hesitate and took her hand directly. He had held that little hand countless times in the past two days, so it felt very natural.

"Can you dance?" Lu Ye blinked.

Ling Xin'er shook her head.

"It's okay if you don't know how. Just remember to stay elegant when you fly out. After all, a girl like you still loves to look good."

Fly out?

Ling Xin'er only had time to notice those three words.

Then Lu Ye pulled him up and made him spin around, and under the huge centrifugal force, his feet left the ground and he was lifted into the air.

This is a process of accumulating strength.

"Get out of here!"

Lu Ye pulled Ling Xin'er around seven or eight times, and finally mustered all his strength to throw her into the distance in a manner similar to throwing a shot put.

The speed at which Ling Xin'er flew out was comparable to the speed at which he drove his Land Rover at high speed on the highway.

"10/10, perfect."

Lu Ye put his hand to his forehead and glanced at the landing point, giving himself a perfect score for his throw, which could fly at least seventy or eighty kilometers.

Ling Xin'er, who was thrown out without knowing why, twisted her body in mid-air and looked back at the figure that was getting farther and farther away in her field of vision. She saw the other person waving to her.

However, the next moment, dozens more figures appeared behind Lu Ye on that open space...

........

Good morning, everyone.

On the open ground, Lu Ye turned around and looked at the dozens of senior students from the Mountain Ghost Academy who appeared in front of him with a smile.

Not only in front of them, but also in the surrounding mountains and forests, there were hidden auras, completely blocking all routes.

To be able to locate him so precisely, and to surround him so silently and effectively...

"It seems there are some experts among you."

Lu was also pondering.

He's been keeping a low profile these past two days while taking care of the kids, and he hasn't been causing any trouble. These senior students shouldn't know where he is.

Therefore, it is likely that one of them possesses certain special abilities to locate and control supernatural beings.

That guy needs to be taken care of first.

Lu Ye silently made a note in his notebook.

There's nothing to talk about in this situation. The burden has already been dealt with; either he'll be defeated by these guys, or he'll defeat them.

So Lu also started taking things out.

He took things out of the pouch of a hundred demons.

He explained as he took out his tools.

"This is a level three 'Ghostly Talisman'. Applying it will increase your speed by 20%."

"This is a level three 'Giant Spirit Talisman,' which increases your strength by 20% when applied."

"This is a level four 'Great Ghost Talisman,' which increases all attributes by 10% when applied."

"This is 'Malicious Counterattack,' a level four ghost weapon that can reflect damage ten times."

"This is the 'Demon Bloodlust Curse,' a good thing indeed. It casts a blood curse on everyone who attacks me, with a 20% chance of transferring the cursed attack to someone nearby."

"This is........"

In the blink of an eye, Lu had stacked up all the buffs on himself.

His body was covered with colorful talismans, and he had all sorts of strange and high-level ghost artifacts hanging on his body, wrists, and legs.

Finally, countless red lines, like blood vessels, emerged from the flesh of both arms, wriggling and forming "gloves" the size of small mountains on each hand.

Duang!

Lu Ye grinned and slammed his two fists, each the size of a sandbag, together so hard that the air rippled outwards.

Facing dozens of gradually dazed gazes, Lu Ye's body emanated a strange aura that surged like a tangible flame.

With a crash, it left a deep crater in its wake and shot off.

"Excuse me, everyone."

"You are surrounded."