Chapter 153

Lu Xiangcai's ability to cry is something even he finds unbelievable.

He reflexively raised his hand and hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face.

The next second, a huge suction force came from the open door of Hongrun Company behind him, as strong as a vortex, as if it would crush his body.

Lu Xiangcai instantly realized that they were going to lock him up again. His eyes suddenly turned fierce and bloodshot. He resisted with all his might, like facing a blizzard. He gritted his teeth and walked step by step towards the outside.

The area imposes a coercive constraint on the monsters; attempting to break free will inevitably damage their souls and subject them to excruciating pain akin to being torn apart.

Normally, monsters would give in after a few seconds of pain, but Lü Jiu wouldn't.

He grinned and sneered, "You piece of trash, you think you can lock me up?"

Lu Xiangcai was arrogant and domineering. His temperament and pride would never allow him to bow down to a lousy company.

He never truly submitted to anyone. Even when he was tortured by Luofutu, and fear was branded into his heart, he still endured the humiliation and hardship until the end, when he finally found an opportunity to kill him with his own hands.

Xie Xubai, watching Lu Xiangcai about to have his soul shattered by the [Rules], was so anxious that his fingers trembled, but before he could do anything, everything suddenly went black.

—The little tentacles that released the memories sensed his unstable emotions and simply skipped over this part of the process.

By the time Xie Xubai regained his sight, Lü Xiangcai's soul had already shattered into countless pieces, hanging in the air like wisps of mist.

Although he did not witness the process, seeing his dear friend die in front of him still made Xie Xubai's heart tremble violently, and immense grief surged like a tide.

The next second, a writhing shadow appeared beside Lü Xiangcai, and a wet, sticky black tentacle emerged from the shadow, leaving him utterly shocked.

[Yan Shuo! Yan Shuo! He's broken, really broken! How could he be so stubborn?]

The man appeared at the intersection at some point, his expression indifferent, as if he had no interest in paying attention, and turned to leave.

Don't go! Wait for me!

With a flick of its tentacle, a misty vapor condensed in mid-air, gathering Lu Xiangcai's dissipating soul together and hurriedly chasing after it.

"Drop it." The man didn't turn his head, his voice cold and flat. "If you take it out of this area, it will be completely destroyed within an hour."

Upon hearing this, the little tentacle froze in place in fright.

But looking at the scattered, ghostly spirits in the mist, it couldn't help but mutter: "...But if we just abandon it like this, it won't survive."

It chased after the man, pleading excitedly, "Why don't you fix it? This guy can even defy the rules, it's so resilient! Fix it and let it play with me, okay?"

[Yan Shuo! Weren't you looking for a place to build a house? This place is great! It's so quiet, no one will disturb our sleep.]

【Yan Shuo, Yan Shuo, Yan Shuo——】

[This ghost is mostly white, or at the very least gray, completely unpolluted. Fix it, fix it!]

It has a white soul!

Seeing that the man did not respond, the little tentacle froze for a moment, then hugged Lu Xiangcai's scattered soul tightly.

It felt that its idea was correct.

This world is full of temptations, and everything is difficult. It is hard to persevere, but easy to give up. One can easily fall into depravity and ruin. Souls that can hold on to the end without turning black are pitifully few.

Therefore, a white soul should not dissipate; it would be a great pity if it did.

It vaguely felt that at these times, someone would stand beside it, listen attentively to its words, and then pick it up and give it a big kiss.

That person must be very handsome when he smiles, so handsome that even the summer sun can't outshine him.

That person would loudly praise it as a good child, praising its kindness and love, and patiently work with it to piece together the ghost.

But now, in front of me, around me, and everywhere I look.

There was nothing but that despicable, arrogant bastard.

Seemingly lost, seemingly sad, the little tentacle's voice gradually grew softer.

[A white soul... If we can heal it, perhaps someone will be very happy...]

The man with the indifferent expression suddenly stopped.

...

When Lü Xiangcai woke up again, Hongrun Company had not only changed its name to Shengtian and undergone a complete overhaul, but it had also grown to a scale that left him speechless. The small, dilapidated company with only one floor had suddenly expanded to thirty floors!

A small, jet-black tentacle squeaked and squeaked beside him, while the large and small suckers on its abdomen opened and closed excitedly, as if it wanted to devour him.

Startled, Lü Xiangcai instinctively kicked the tentacle away.

Caught off guard, the little tentacle slammed against the wall with a thud, creating a large hole.

It struggled to tear itself off the wall, its suction cups covered in cement residue. It spun around several times, dizzy, before finally regaining its senses and turning around in surprise to "look" at Lü Xiangcai, whose eyes were full of vigilance and wariness.

The little tentacle couldn't believe it!

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, how could someone repay kindness with enmity!

It exploded into sharpened bamboo shoots and roared angrily.

[I saved you! And you hit me! You hit me! Ouch—]

Yan Shuo, who was annoyed by its noise, rubbed his temples, looked up from the pile of documents covering his desk, and with a grab in the air, tossed the little tentacle into the shadows at his feet.

The office was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Lu Xiangcai then noticed a man sitting behind the table. He cautiously sized him up for two seconds, about to ask him to reveal something, when he suddenly made eye contact with the man.

fear.

He felt an overwhelming fear.

A shiver ran through him from the depths of his soul, as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, and all thoughts of struggle and resistance vanished in an instant.

The man asked casually, "Your name is Lü Jiu?"

Lu Xiangcai was initially a little shaken, but after being called out by name, the confusion in his mind vanished like a cloud.

But the next moment it triggered a host of painful memories, causing him to have a splitting headache. He held his forehead with his hand and groaned.

The man looked at him for a while and said, "So be it. Shattered bones reforged, a new life is inevitable."

Lu Xiangcai couldn't hear what he said clearly. After a long while, he broke free from the nightmarish memory, drenched in cold sweat, and regained his senses.

He heard a man's cold, emotionless voice coming from ahead.

"Your karma is not yet severed, so you will retain the surname Lü. You are overthinking and have many distracting thoughts, which may lead to illness. From now on, you will be renamed 'Xiang Cai' (meaning 'seeking wealth')."

"Combined name, Lu Xiangcai."

"When you're about to have wild thoughts again, think about how to make money for the company first."

For some unknown reason, the man paused briefly, then looked back at the proposal: "Single desires are a blessing."

...

The recollection ends.

Yan Shuo's eyes were deep and unfathomable, still fixed on Xie Xubai's wrist.

He absolutely loathed those golden handcuffs and wanted to tear them to pieces.

When she looked up, she met Xie Xubai's bright, shining eyes.

"Thank you, President Yan. I misunderstood you before. You are truly a very kind person!" Xie Xubai said, then picked up the little tentacle again, his excitement and joy evident in his voice, and gave it a big kiss. "Thank you, Xiao Yi! You are such a kind and good child! You are such a good girl!"

Having said that, before the god and his tentacle could react, Xie Xubai's consciousness returned to the illusion.

This scene was sung by Lü Xiangcai specifically for Xie Xubai, but Xie Xubai was not the only audience member watching the performance.

Most of the vengeful spirits in Hongyin Ancient Town were stirred up by the past events depicted in the play, causing their resentment to surge skyward.

Before the play reached its final act, they all rushed into the illusion, letting out angry roars, wanting to tear Lü Xiangcai to pieces and make him never be reincarnated!

Lu Xiangcai stood in the eye of the storm, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips.

When a vengeful spirit attacked, he didn't even bother to look at it. He simply raised his hand and flicked his sleeve, ruthlessly swatting the spirit away. His movements were rather languid and elegant.

He squinted and smiled, and while hitting me, he didn't forget to retort in a cheeky way, as if teasing a sparrow or a dog, and said lightly and casually, "There are plenty of people who want to kill me, who do you think you are? Get lost."

Until Xie Xubai returned to the illusion.

Lu Xiangcai's eyes suddenly lit up.

As if after a long and lonely journey, he had finally found his home. He smiled, raised his chin, revealing his vulnerable throat, and then spread his arms, exposing his fatal heart. He went up to him excitedly and said, "I've been waiting for you for so long. Where did you run off to this time?"