"No way, Brother Chen, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

When Lao Dao heard me mention the name "Fatty Sister," he also fell into deep suspicion.

"How could this be Fatty Sister? Fatty Sister vanished into thin air a long time ago. We both witnessed it with our own eyes!"

Old Dao looked incredulous, feeling that it all seemed too surreal.

"I wasn't wrong, Lao Dao, you'll see just by watching!"

I blocked Lao Dao behind me, keeping my eyes fixed on the road ahead.

There was still no movement.

But for some reason, that feeling in my heart grew deeper and deeper.

I'm certain that Fatty Sister is hiding here.

In other words, Fatty Sister has been playing this grand game all along.

"Old Dao, don't you find it strange? Why is Fatty so nice to the two of us?"

I continued to look at Lao Dao and began to guide him.

Actually, at first I also found it strange that Fatty Sister, who is so wicked, is not nice to anyone but the two of us.

"Isn't it because of that tattoo?"

Old Dao paused for a moment before answering me.

"The tattoo is my thing, what's it to you!"

I couldn't help but curse, "The logic is so clear, how can you not see it?"

"Could it be that you had prior contact with Fatty, Brother Chen, and that's why Fatty was so nice to us because of you?"

Old Dao's mouth twitched; he felt a sense of disbelief.

"Impossible! If that's the case, what about Brother Luo? Didn't we deduce before that the relationship between Brother Luo and Sister Pang was also extraordinary?"

And Zhang Yongnian too!

Old Dao is having a hard time accepting this, because according to our previous deductions, Luo Tianhe and Fatty Sister have some close relationship.

Besides, it seems that Zhang Yongnian also had an affair with Fatty.

Now that I've told Lao Dao that my relationship with Fatty Sister is even closer, Lao Dao naturally can't accept it.

"I think Fatty Sister wasn't originally like this. Do you remember when we met Fatty Sister's sister? That's probably Fatty Sister's true form!"

I'm increasingly convinced it's possible.

As for what Zhang Yongnian said, it's most likely a lie.

There's definitely one of them lying—Luo Tianhe or Zhang Yongnian. And I choose to believe Luo Tianhe.

"I've said so much, Cold Girl, are you still unwilling to come out?!"

I raised my voice, and the next second a phantom appeared in front of me, solidifying into a physical form at a speed visible to the naked eye—it was the woman we had seen in the mass grave.

Rather than saying she's Fatty's sister, it's more accurate to say she's another part of Fatty.

"You remember me? Chen Lang?"

Fatty touched my cheek with her hand and looked at me tenderly.

My guess was right. Fatty and I have a very close relationship. If I built this underground palace, then leaving Fatty here is my choice.

"I remember part of it! But I'm not sure if it's true!"

I shook my head and told the truth.

"Brother Chen, what on earth is going on here?!"

Lao Dao was completely dumbfounded.

They were pulling me along, getting anxious, and the ants were in a similar state. To be honest, I was a bit confused myself.

"You brought the Soul-Binding Mirror, didn't you?"

The chubby woman stared at my backpack and asked in a soft voice.

"Here you are! Come in quickly!"

I took out a mirror and pointed it directly at Fatty Sister. Fatty Sister entered the mirror, and the two souls inside were completely devoured by Fatty Sister.

Especially that female ghost Hua Hua, actually, she hasn't come out much since we entered that tomb.

"Did Fatty eat it all?"

Old Dao also saw this scene in the mirror, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"That's right, Fatty ate them all! But if she hadn't done that, I wouldn't have been able to regain my strength!"

I have mixed feelings right now, and I feel those emotions are getting stronger and stronger.

It seems the Earth Soul is about to return.

After Fatty finished absorbing the nutrients, her face appeared in the mirror. I placed my hand on the mirror and could feel Fatty's current emotions.

In that instantaneous exchange of consciousness, I knew what Fatty was going to do next.

Next, Fatty Sister will continue to sacrifice herself, just like before. Only in this way can she activate all my power and retrieve all my soul fragments.

Both Ant and Lao Dao are currently in a state of confusion.

Especially for ants, from their perspective, it's like a woman suddenly appeared.

It inexplicably said a couple of words to me, then crawled into my mirror and ate the two souls inside.

Then I talked to Lao Dao in a lot of rambling, mystical ways that he couldn't understand.

Sure enough, the ants are practically going crazy right now.

But now I understand what's going on.

"Let's go, Old Knife and Ant! Let's open the door!"

I patted Old Knife and Ant, then pulled them up to the main hall.

This is the deepest part of this underground palace.

Opening the palace gates gave me the feeling of entering a royal palace.

The interior is decorated quite luxuriously.

Ignoring the luxurious jewelry and gold and silver ornaments, Lao Dao and I went straight to the top of the main hall.

At the very top of this hall appeared a crystal coffin.

I took a deep breath; there was a strong sense of oppression inside the crystal coffin.

But Lao Dao didn't seem to sense anything. He stretched out a hand and opened the crystal coffin directly.

Something shocking happened to the three of us: there was a young man lying in the coffin, and he looked exactly like me!

"Brother Chen, this must be you!"

Old Dao first looked at the person inside the coffin, then looked at me.

I know myself better than anyone. I'm certain that the corpse or the young man in this room is me.

I scanned it with my Heavenly Eye, and this guy's body wasn't intact.

Although the three souls and seven spirits are all present, each soul and spirit is missing a part.

I placed my hand on the corpse, and the corpse gradually began to merge with me.

The power emanating from the corpse was gradually dissipating, while my soul was becoming more complete.

"Now I finally understand why I couldn't find the Earth Soul no matter what I tried!"

Because what I lack is not simply the earth soul!

Rather, it's because I'm missing a part of each of my three souls and seven spirits, with the earth soul being the most severely lacking!

I was panting heavily, and I saw an excited expression on the face of the man inside the coffin.

The problem that has lasted for so many years has finally been solved.

No wonder Old Man Lin sewed those 23 stitches on me.

The twenty-three needles represent the three souls, six spirits, seven emotions, and six desires.

Correspondingly, every part of my soul, every emotion, and every desire is lacking.