My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

"Go away, I won't help you."

Lin Mo rejected her.

“I just want to make amends. I don’t want him to continue suffering. Besides, he will keep chasing after you, so this is also helping yourself.”

Jiang Chatu explained.

Explain clearly.

Ye Zimo stopped Lin Mo from seeing the guest off. She planned to return to her family home, which would prevent Xiang Yu from causing trouble for Lin Mo again. It would be best to resolve this matter before returning home.

“Save Su Mumiao.”

"The dead cannot be brought back to life; it's impossible."

"It's not about directly reviving her, but about turning back time, going back to the past, and saving her."

Jiang Chatu looked at Lin Mo.

Do you think I'm Doraemon? Time travel... wait, I think I actually have a way.

Lin Mo recalled a monster in the Lich's Communication Book called the Time Demon, which could distort time and allow people to travel to the past to change history. But could it also change such an important moment as a person's death?

Lin Mo was somewhat suspicious. He went into the room and took out "The Lich's Communication Book" from the bedside table.

Turning the yellowed pages, Lin Mo searched carefully and found records about the Time Demon.

[The Time Demon: A powerful demon who enjoys playing hide-and-seek in the cracks of time.]

[Weakness: He has a habit of stealing lifespan from other beings. Every time you see him, your lifespan inexplicably decreases, sometimes by a day, sometimes by a year.]

[Advantages: Possesses knowledge of the past, allowing people to travel back in time and change things they wish to change. However, if the changes are too drastic, they may cause serious consequences, and the Time Demon assumes no responsibility.]

[Communication Method: Prepare a pocket watch or wristwatch (an item for recording time), draw the following totem, and summon it directly.]

"Shortening one's lifespan?"

Lin Mo's lips twitched slightly, hoping it wouldn't shorten his lifespan.

Ye Zimo sat up and looked at Lin Mo.

She wouldn't make decisions for Lin Mo; if Lin Mo didn't want to, she felt it was perfectly normal.

Lin Mo didn't have the habit of wearing a watch, so he took out his phone, adjusted the time display, and drew a totem talisman.

The moment the totem was completed, a dazzling light, like a galaxy, leaped from the phone screen, dreamlike and covering the entire space.

Lin Mo's home seemed to have transformed into another dimension, where countless clocks were constantly turning amidst a dazzling galaxy of stars.

Chapter 86 The Demon of Time

A string of blue numbers that were visible to the naked eye appeared on the arms of Lin Mo, Ye Zimo, and Jiang Chatu.

These numbers are technologically advanced, signifying the time they lost to the Time Demon.

Ye Zimo is 10 years, Jiang Chatu is 1 year, and Lin Mo is 1 day.

For the immortal vampires, even 100 years is meaningless to Ye Zimo, so she maintained her calm and composed expression.

"Kid, is it you who summoned me?"

The Demon of Time.

It was as if this distorted and dreamlike space, without a specific shape, with ethereal and illusory sounds, was pulling people into a dream.

This was the first time Lin Mo had ever experienced such a novel feeling.

He nodded and said, "Can the dead be brought back to life?"

"Sure, this vampire next to you can do that too, except he lives in a different form."

The Time Demon's voice rang out again.

"That's not what I meant. I meant if we could travel back in time, could we save those who were going to die?"

Seeing the Time Demon's form, Lin Mo wasn't worried at all about not being able to travel through time.

"If the person died due to unnatural forces, they can be saved."

"If it is a natural death, then there is no way to save him."

After the Time Demon finished speaking, the surrounding clocks formed a strange smiling face, and its seemingly non-existent gaze locked onto Lin Mo.

"You can only meet me once in your life, which means you only have one chance to travel to the past. Are you sure you want to waste it on a stranger? Maybe you have something else you want to do."

Without needing many explanations, the Time Demon had already realized their purpose.

It can easily view the memories of everyone in this illusory space.

"Shouldn't Su Mumiao's death be attributed to unnatural forces?"

Lin Mo turned his head to look at Jiang Chatu.

Jiang Chatu hesitated and said, "It was indeed my spell that amplified her emotions and led her to commit suicide."

"Can this be saved?"

Lin Mo asked the demon of time.

“Sure, but didn’t you have a friend who was taken away? Didn’t you want to go to Japan to rescue him? I can actually take you back to the time he lived in, so he wouldn’t have to be taken away.”

The Time Demon's language was full of allure.

Jiang Chatu looked at Lin Mo nervously, afraid that he would change his mind.

“I will personally go and bring him back; human life is more important.”

Lin Mo's words relieved Jiang Chatu; it seemed that Lin Mo was indeed a good person.

She didn't give her witchcraft to the wrong person; at least in terms of character, Lin Mo's morality was above her own.

The Time Demon paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Alright, then I'll respect your wishes. As long as you don't regret it, kid, you can tell me your request now. As long as it's within my power, I will keep my promise and fulfill it for you."

Lin Mo stated his request.

"Note that you cannot have any contact or communication with your past self. The duration is 15 minutes, and you only have this one chance."

Tick-tock tick-tock—

The Time Demon's body, made of clocks, suddenly began to vibrate, and the hands on each clock face began to rotate counterclockwise.

On Lin Mo's phone screen, time was also rewinding.

Immediately, this dreamlike space began to shake, like a magnitude 10 earthquake, and quickly shattered, throwing the group out.

Contrary to Lin Mo's imagination of riding in Doraemon's time machine and returning to the past, he was instead thrown back into the past by an overbearing force.

It was still Lin Mo's home, the space was unchanged, only the calendar on the wall had changed to 5 days ago.

At this time, Lin Mo from the original time period was still in his hometown, so there would be no contact between them.

"Let's hurry and find Su Mumiao."

Lin Mo took out his phone to book a train ticket—no, a plane ticket—since this city was thousands of miles away from Su Mumiao's, it was unrealistic to rely on his own two feet.

“Public transportation is too slow. We only have 15 minutes to travel from the spirit world.”

Jiang Chatu opened the book of witchcraft and reminded the two, "Hold on tight to me for a while, don't lose me, or I can't guarantee where you'll end up."

Lin Mo and Ye Zimo nodded slightly and reached out to grab Jiang Chatu's shoulders.

The witch Jiang Chatu had already opened her book of witchcraft and was chanting incantations.

A mysterious force enveloped the three of them.

In an instant, the surrounding things became blurry, and the colors became incredibly vibrant, the reds became redder, and the greens became greener, but they were merely colors, without any concrete shapes.

Lin Mo felt as if he had entered the world of abstract paintings, where everything around him became illusory and intense, and the wind whistled past his ears.

Countless translucent, slippery tentacles extended from the space below, bouncing away when they touched Jiang Chatu's body.

Jiang Chatu emitted a gentle orange light, like the sun, dispelling the unknown spirit creatures around him.

Lin Mo had a premonition that if he released Jiang Chatu at this moment, he might encounter tragedy, such as being taken away by these tentacles, or being turned into a zombie by a higher-level spirit creature.

In just a few minutes, the journey to the spirit world was completed.

The group arrived at a large bridge.

So witchcraft can even allow for spatial travel! Lin Mo felt he had discovered another money-saving method, and he wasn't far from becoming Doraemon!

Huh? Why do I want to be Doraemon?

Lin Mo shook off the strange thoughts in his mind, but he already remembered the incantation that Jiang Chatu had just recited.

When preparing to go to Japan, I also used this convenient method, which saved a lot of transportation costs.

We'll ask her about the specific details after we've dealt with Jiang Chatu's matter.

night.

The streetlights on the bridge cast a dim yellow glow, illuminating the vehicles coming and going.

The phone time shows 1 a.m.

At this time, apart from taxis, most of the cars on the road are people who have just finished a night out and are in a hurry to get home, so they won't notice anything unusual on the bridge.

Not far from this bridge is a well-known university in Hangzhou.

Logically, there should be a curfew now, but Su Mumiao, heartbroken from her breakup, still found herself on the bridge.

She didn't know why she was so sad; it was just a breakup, but she felt like the whole world had abandoned her.

At that moment, there was no one else on her mind except that man.

Her eyes were bloodshot, red and swollen, clearly from crying.

Standing on the overpass, she stared blankly at the calm river below.

The dark river seemed to have a certain attraction, making her stare in a daze.

There are 10 minutes left.

At this time, there weren't many people appearing alone on the overpass, and Lin Mo spotted Su Mumiao, whom Jiang Chatu had mentioned, at a glance.

Even though he had never met her before, he could tell that this beautiful female college student was Su Mumiao.