The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

He felt like it was a nightmare, as if he had entered a world that was extremely distorted. Xue Dinglu didn't know how to describe it, but he just felt very uncomfortable.

He suddenly realized that the atmosphere on the peninsula or in Japan was actually so relaxed and sunny, despite the oppressive atmosphere.

And he could vaguely understand that the protagonist of this nightmare was Faust, the guy who called himself a teacher.

However, Xue Lude did not intend to delve into Faust's past. Once he had recorded all of the 12th Apostle's abilities and Xue Lude was ready, he would travel to that world.

However, he could only use methods similar to Mind Flayer at most. If his true form went there, he believed the Twelfth Apostle would be able to detect it directly.

At the same time, he made contact with the Starfleet. Even if the Starfleet couldn't help him with infiltration, they could at least help him a lot in the final battle.

"I'm back!" Xue Dinglu returned home.

Today, as always, the old ghost and the High Priestess came to visit our home.

Just as Su Su was about to exhale, Old Barak leaped up in front of him. After Xue Dalu dodged, Su Su immediately stood up and shamelessly tried to grab Xue Dalu's arm, saying, "Why are you losing your sense of taste again? Is it a side effect of being turned into an undead? Or is something else wrong?"

Xue's Law: "..."

"No, Old Deng, let go!"

"I won't let go! If you don't give me a proper check-up, I'm not leaving your body!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Let me see!" Old Barak continued to hold onto Xue's law tightly. "Anyway, I've been inside you before."

"Get out!"

After a chaotic commotion, Xue Dinglu still underwent further treatment and examination by the Holy Light.

Meanwhile, the Faust within him silently observed all of this, continuing to depict the world's appearance in his book, whether it was the appearance of the school, the appearance of the street, or the appearance of the family.

Despite the mess at Xue Luding's house, the physical altercations between the two stubborn men, Old Barak and Xue Luding, which almost escalated into a full-blown brawl, led to Little Dragon Girl and Little Tree Girl starting a noisy band performance right there in the living room.

There were also sounds of food being cooked in the aunt's kitchen, and Su Su's breathy breathing as she watched the female pope place her hand on Xue Luding's heart and probe his body with holy light.

Everything seems so chaotic...

However, Faust watched this scene with a smile, a smile that seemed to belong to him, and he began to sketch the scene with his quill pen.

The scene of Xue Lude fighting with the old man, the pope taking his side, the two daughters forming a band in the background, and the frying sounds coming from the kitchen, together constituted the most heartwarming scene he saw in this world.

Faust silently sketched the scene, and after finishing, he wrote a word on it.

A word called "home".

This word had been lost in his world for hundreds of years.

Since his student rose to power, apart from the nobles, the people below him no longer had a home...

Seeing Xue Luding's impatient look, and seeing him and Old Barak directly pick up stools to engage in a swordsmanship duel, Faust smiled.

What you find tedious in your daily routine is the most beautiful scene I have ever witnessed.

……

"Hiss, you've kicked my soul to pieces..." The old undead, sporting a black eye, waited for his granddaughter Alora to heal him with holy light. "You little brat, you have no sportsmanship."

"Why are you so crazy to grab me? Do you think I'm going to run away or what?" Xue Dinglu wasn't seriously injured. Although his physical skills and swordsmanship were taught by the old necromancer, in the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that can't be broken.

Xue Lude, with his overwhelming strength and agility, delivered several punches to old Barak, leaving him questioning his existence.

Chapter 380 The Demon Within

Although it was unclear why a soul could have a physical body, Old Barak's face was swollen to the point of resembling a pig's head.

He had just gone up to pull and tug at Xue Luding when he discovered that this little brat actually dared to resist. He decided to go all the way and teach the kid a lesson right here. Old foxes are spicier than young dogs. He had taught this kid both physical skills and swordsmanship, and he could see through his flaws at a glance. He would show him the fighting skills of an old master.

Then he got brutally beaten, not because of a difference in skill. He had seen through Xue's moves countless times, and then he was beaten until his head was a pig's head.

Skills are only useful when the literal data is similar. The value of Schrödinger's Law is estimated to be more than twice that of the old undead, making it as easy for a young man to beat up an old man.

Xue's Law also experienced the charm of numerical monsters for the first time. Without any skills, he could make Old Barak sweat profusely by interspersing basic attacks with normal attacks. It was no problem for him to miss two moves, as long as the normal attacks didn't miss.

Originally, Xue Dinglu was not planning to make a move, because he was afraid that he might accidentally shatter Old Deng's soul, and then he would have to kneel down and beg him not to die.

However, this old guy lacked sportsmanship and was a bit too ruthless. When he realized he was about to lose, he got a little anxious and even tried to use dirty tricks on Xue Luding. So, Xue Luding eventually went up and threw a couple of punches, and the old guy calmed down.

"No way, how can you hit an old man like that?" Old Barak had a black eye, and even with Alora's Holy Light shining on his face, it wasn't very effective.

Since it is a soul, this is probably the appearance reflected by the soul.

"Who told you to be so unruly?" Xue Dinglu felt no remorse whatsoever. In fact, he thought those two punches were too light and that he should have been hit a few more times to show him what a real dirty trick was.

Old Barak discovered that even the Holy Light couldn't restore his eye sockets here, and he couldn't win arguments with Xue Dalu either. He could do nothing but get angry and jump up and down. Every time he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, he would shrink back when he saw Xue Dalu raise his fist.

Because Xue Dalu has no concept of respecting the elderly and caring for the young; he's the kind of guy who would actually kick an old man's leg like crazy.

So he decided to avoid seeing it altogether and went to visit his two great-granddaughters.

"Oh dear, my granddaughters are still playing musical instruments. Could you teach them to their grandfather?"

"Wow, Grandpa Panda, would you like to learn to play the drums?" Little Dragon Girl asked.

“Sure, sure, I played the drums when I was young.” Old Barak laughed. He had been a drummer in the war when he was young, the kind of person who was responsible for drumming the advance.

Xue Dinglu stopped paying attention to the three guys making a ruckus and said, "Thank you for your help."

“What’s the trouble?” Alora placed her hand directly on Xue’s chest, and all the holy light poured into it.

Xue Lu felt the feedback from the holy light, which was a high-level application of the holy light, namely the ability to create a holy light barrier and heal with holy light.

It is said that Xue's Holy Light originated from Old Barak, which resulted in his Holy Light being of the type that is all about damage and illumination, with virtually no defensive or healing capabilities.

Therefore, his Holy Light spells are mostly offensive types like the Eight-Point Light Wheel, and he has never been able to use the higher-level uses of Holy Light.

Now, while receiving treatment, I am also experiencing a higher level of holy light and gradually learning how to do so.

Meanwhile, in the consciousness space, the little witch in the dormitory was very angry, but it was to no avail, because she couldn't even leave the consciousness space.

After all, she is now a purer soul, the kind that can't even materialize her soul, so she can't leave Xue Dinglu's body at all.

So even now, seeing Alora place her hand on Xue's heart, all he can do is sulk here, bury himself in a pillow, and try to avoid seeing it.

"I'm back." Fafnir's voice came from outside. However, just as she was about to get all worked up, she immediately calmed down when she saw that it was a familiar face. She silently went to Xue Dinglu's side, greeted him, and then went to help in the kitchen.

"Did you talk to Fafnir?" Xue asked.

“Yes, we talked for a long time. That girl really likes you, it’s the kind of pure liking, so a little chat and some encouragement were enough,” Alora said with a smile.

"Oh," Xue replied calmly.

He seemed unsurprised and showed little reaction to what the Pope said.

"Your void hasn't expanded, which is a good thing. At the same time, there are more and more connections bypassing the void. As long as you don't continue to use that power, there won't be much of a problem once the routes around the void are long enough to build bridges over it," the Pope said, withdrawing her hand.

"Yes, thank you," Xue said with a smile.

He looked at the [Sand of Flowing Light] on his chest. For some reason, after today's high jump, the sand seemed to have increased a lot. Xue Luding was a little confused. Were many people watching him when he did the high jump?

He had only been persuaded by the little witch to jump around on the playground, and now the sand in the [Sand of Flowing Light] had increased by more than half. Now he could use Genesis for at least 5 minutes without any energy replenishment.

This high jump was equivalent to what I had collected over the previous few days.

This also means that, as the Pope said, he is no longer affected by the power. As long as the power does not continue to strengthen, the Sands of Flowing Light can gradually build a bridge in his emotions and make him return to the way he was before.

Once he learns the advanced level of Holy Light, he can use it to limit his current authority. If he can't eliminate the authority, he can at least prevent it from expanding further, essentially setting up a self-seal.

Perhaps this is what Mom and others want to see?

Xue Lude thought to himself that he didn't really care about himself at all, but he was willing to do this so that his mother and his family could feel a little better.

Soon, the food was served, and old Barak, who was playing "Miracle Again" with the two little girls, sat down at the table feeling very comfortable.

During dinner, Fafnir kept serving food to Xue Lude, while Xue Lude kept serving food to Xiaolongniang. Xiaolongniang accepted everything and ate it all.

The whole dinner table was quite lively, but inside her consciousness space, Su Su watched this scene with a burning desire. She wanted to join in, but she couldn't leave her consciousness space at all. She could only cling tightly to her shrine maiden outfit, looking outside like a helpless wife.

"Let's eat something together." Xue Dinglu handed a whole bowl of untouched food to Su Su.

The little witch paused for a moment, then said, "Didn't that girl call you?"

"Eat something, it's not good to just eat bread every day," Xue said with a smile.

Although Xue's bread-making technique can transform other organic matter into bread with all sorts of strange flavors, it is still cold. It's better to give the little girl inside the body a hot one so that she can feel a sense of participation.

It also allowed her to taste Earth's cuisine, which was probably the first time she had ever eaten Earth's food.

"Mmm...delicious..." The little witch immediately stopped caring who served her the food and just sat on the dormitory table, shoveling food into her mouth.

After a hearty meal, the old ghost and Alora prepared to leave.

"Grandpa Panda, remember to bring KFC when you have a holiday tomorrow!" Little Dragon Girl still couldn't forget about KFC.

"Grandpa will take the day off early tomorrow to come see his little granddaughter!" Old Barak said with a smile.

As they walked out the door, Xue Dinglu silently took out a ticket from his hand and said, "Old Deng, this is Daigo's autograph. I got one when I had time."

For a moment, old Barak stared blankly at the ticket in his hand, then his hands trembled as he took it. At this moment, he was completely different from his shameless old man before, and he accepted the ticket with great care.

"You've already seen Daigo? How is he now?"

"I'm very happy, but he's getting old, probably over fifty now, and his health isn't what it used to be," Xue Dinglu said.

“Yes, even Daigo is so old…” Old Barak sighed, “Does he still have concerts? I’d like to take some time to go see him when I have a long vacation…”

"I think so."

"That's good then, goodbye, Xue boy..." The old ghost left, still feeling quite melancholy as he departed, whether from hearing that Da Gu was already over fifty or from learning that his health was not what it used to be.

But in any case, he has fulfilled one of his dreams.

……

Back home, Xue Luding looked at Fafnir, who was packing her things, her aunt who was asleep on the sofa, and her two daughters who had been noisy but had quieted down after seeing their aunt asleep.

"Does Auntie often sleep like this now?" Xue Dinglu quietly asked the two children.

"Hmm...it seems so. Grandma is getting more and more sleepy. Now she's only awake during mealtimes and when she's doing laundry. She's asleep the rest of the time," Little Dragon's mother said.

"Dad, is there something wrong with Grandma's health?" Little Dragon's mother asked.

"No, alright, you should all go to sleep too." Xue Dinglu carried his aunt back to her room and covered her with a blanket.

After finishing her work, she picked up her second daughter's flowerpot and watered it herself. Compared to her eldest daughter's boisterousness, her second daughter was a quiet little girl.