Now that they had found out, Fang Yan from the special department stepped in and swiftly banned the book.
All the related merchandise, especially the dolls and posters of Luo Wenxin and her junior sister, were collected.
He Wangyao asked, "Will this cut off Luo Wenxin and Cheng Jingru's energy supply?"
Mingzhuo casually said, "Who knows? I suspect this is just one of their energy supply channels."
In Cheng Jingru's wish-powered threads, she heard many, many voices, mostly from young girls or boys, and some from middle-aged or elderly people.
The sounds were very loud, filled with intense resentment and greed, but unfortunately, she only found them noisy and blocked them out.
She always felt that their feelings were not worthy of being conveyed to her.
So we didn't check what they said or what their wishes were.
Gu Xu suddenly asked, "Why are you so suspicious? Why don't you elaborate?"
Mingzhuo recounted what he had heard from the wish-power line.
Li Wenhe: "Why can you hear the voices inside the wish-power lines?"
He came into contact with the power of will, but could not hear any sound. He only felt an unbearable pain in his soul.
Madam Luo was in the same situation; her spirit was severely damaged, so the problem wasn't with her, but with Mingzhuo.
His mood couldn't help but become heavier, and that feeling of being out of control filled him with a sense of powerlessness.
Zhuozhuo, who exactly are you?
Why were you able to break the seal that Wuyou placed on Ruan Mulan when you were just born more than ten years ago, and also keep that memory sealed away so that no one would notice?
Why was Ruan Mingxuan's fate of dying young broken by you, who was just born?
Mingzhuo: "I can hear you, can't you? Oh, maybe it's because I'm really good."
Gu Xu said calmly, "But I can't hear anything. To me, those threads are just objectively existing."
Although Luo Zhi was controlling his body at the time, he was completely at peace and did not sense anything on the silk threads.
He looked down at his hands and wondered, "Who am I, really?"
Mingzhuo coughed lightly, bringing the topic back on track, "So is it possible that Cheng Jingru is engaging in illegal superstitious activities through other means?"
Gu Xu had an idea: "Wang Chengzhu might be a breakthrough. We can find out where he found Cheng Jingru in the first place."
He Wangyao: "But Wang Chengzhu has already gone mad..."
This person secretly contacted Cheng Jingru privately, revealing their whereabouts along the way. Afterwards, the evidence was likely destroyed, and the person became mentally unstable.
Gu Xu: "It's okay, leave it to me."
Mingzhuo was very confident in this. Axu was very capable, especially in information collection and integration, and had come in handy at crucial moments several times.
He Wangyao asked Ming Zhuo, "Was Cheng Jingru's sudden surge in popularity also orchestrated by Luo Wenxin?"
He remembered that back then, Chu Yuqi was always trying to outdo Cheng Jingru, but unfortunately, he was completely outmatched.
Mingzhuo: "No, that's not it. She has great fortune and is naturally lucky, which makes it easy for her to gain the favor of others."
Luo Wenxin wasn't the one who propelled Cheng Jingru to fame, but the show "Zhanling" was indeed a weapon he used to gain fans.
The more people who like him and Cheng Jingru, the more faith power they will receive, and the stronger his power will become.
The previously canceled "Spirit Inquiry" program was probably started by him.
Ming Zhuo thought of the thousand-year-old female corpse in the collapsed cave in Pear Blossom Valley. The seal was broken, most likely by Luo Wenxin.
He probably intended to use the thousand-year-old female corpse to kill her, but unfortunately he failed.
Afterwards, she got off the ghost train, and Luo Wenxin possessed Zhang Xian's body, blending into the Shadowmoon Clan's summoning ritual.
The two didn't confront each other directly that time; it seemed like the other party just went to watch the excitement. But was that really all there was to it?
Mingzhuo fell into deep thought.
The Xuanmen and special departments certainly couldn't let such an uncertain and dangerous individual remain outside. However, Luo Wenxin seemed to have vanished into thin air with Cheng Jingru, leaving no trace whatsoever.
Even the most skilled diviners from the Xuanmen and special departments couldn't find out where the two had gone.
Ming Zhuo said, "Recently, tell the people of Xuanmen to be more vigilant, to go out as little as possible, and to stick together as much as possible. By the way, where is Shen Boyuan now?"
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Shen Boyuan walked on the dark road.
This area is quite remote and lacks streetlights. It's been rather unsafe lately, with several serious incidents occurring.
The Xuanmen people deduced that a large ghost was lurking there, and it was difficult to deal with. The Xuanmen sent several people, but they all returned empty-handed.
Shen Boyuan had no choice but to come in person to investigate what was so strange.
The road, which was quiet during the day, suddenly became filled with a strong sense of yin energy after nightfall, so heavy that it felt like a mass grave.
Before I knew it, a light rain began to fall from the sky, its chill biting cold.
The rain stopped after a short while, but fog spread out, and the air was filled with thick moisture, making visibility very low.
Having experienced the strange white mist in Xianyuan Village, Shen Boyuan immediately became extremely vigilant.
Sure enough, he soon encountered the giant demon and began to fight it.
This ghost is not easy to deal with; it is extremely cunning and takes advantage of the terrain and dense fog to launch ambushes from time to time.
Unbeknownst to Shen Boyuan, he followed the other person further and further away until they arrived at a cultural park.
This is an oil painting workshop, with the walls covered with oil paintings for sale.
These oil paintings are clearly mass-produced by artisans; they lack emotion and are purely technical, reflecting the skills that hundreds or even thousands of apprentices have spent years honing.
Shen Boyuan didn't pay attention to the oil paintings, but looked at the next room... which had countless large mirrors.
He didn't notice that the girls in the oil painting behind him, with their empty gazes, suddenly blinked.
A strange smile curled at the corner of his lips.
This person is now completely exposed; he's doomed.
A pitch-black ghostly claw silently attacked Shen Boyuan's heart.
Upon hearing the sound of the Void-Breaking Hand, Shen Boyuan hurriedly turned around, but the ghost claw was already right in front of him.
But soon, the eerie smile on the big ghost's face disappeared, and it looked down in disbelief at the thing that had been stuck in its heart first.
It was an ordinary piece of white bone, yet it felt the ghostly power and yin energy around it dissipating inch by inch.
How is that possible? It has cultivated to the level of a great demon, and very few things can injure it so severely. How could a mere bone possibly do that?
Sensing that its soul was about to be scattered, it howled in terror.
The person behind him coldly withdrew the bone and struck it again.
The great demon vanished completely, disappearing without a trace.
Shen Boyuan looked at the person in front of him, his pupils contracting slightly. "Junior Sister?"
Cheng Jingru smiled and said, "Senior brother, it's been a long time."
She looked exactly the same as when we first met, smiling gently and shyly, as if all the unpleasant things that had happened in between had never existed.
Shen Boyuan was momentarily stunned by the smile, then suddenly realized something and drew his sword with a clang. "Jingru, come back with me. You can't go on making this mistake any further..."
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