Chapter 21: Fan Geng is overwhelmed by endless vines
This person who looked exactly like Liu Xiang gently held Zhu Huai's face and stroked his lips with his fingers.
His fingertips were cold, like a piece of white jade, spreading a hint of coolness on those pale lips.
Zhu Huai's body trembled slightly, and he heard the monks who were originally surrounding the willow tree beside him climb up and shout something.
"The ritual failed? Is this the backlash of the dragon's gut?"
"This is impossible. The Dragon Organ has been sealed for so many years and has never responded to the outside world. Who awakened it?"
"I must put Long Zang back into a deep sleep..."
A group of people gathered together, chattering, and chanted the long spell again.
Only this time, those complicated and tedious words materialized like countless overlapping ants, drilling into Zhu Huai's mind.
Liu Xiang was still staring at Zhu Huai, his fingers caressing that soft flesh in an ambiguous manner. He always had a smile on his face, and gently lifted Zhu Huai's chin, so that Zhu Huai's handsome profile could only nestle in his palm.
Zhu Huai put his face on his palm. His profile was as white as jade, his skin was as delicate as porcelain, and his eyelashes were long and curly.
He raised his head, frowned, and cried out in pain. Zhu Huai felt very irritated and said, "It's so noisy..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Huai only heard Liu Xiang gently pinching the side of his face. The force was very light, but it was enough to make Zhu Huai feel pain.
The next second, he heard a rustling sound, like a group of pythons crawling together, and then a miserable scream coming from outside.
The monks were entangled by vines one after another, and then there was the sound of flesh being torn apart and heavy objects falling to the ground.
Everything became quiet.
Zhu Huai's headache stopped. A cold wind with a smell of blood swept over him. He didn't know when cold sweat had already appeared on his back.
He stared at Liu Xiang in front of him with wide eyes. Zhu Huai swallowed his saliva dryly: "What did you do? You killed them?"
Liu Xiang blinked gently. His eyes were a pure green, brimming with a faint golden glow. Zhu Huai had never seen eyes so pure, like water. Liu Xiang said, "They are very noisy."
Zhu Huai stopped talking. He looked around and found himself in mid-air, with flexible and strong vines wrapped around his hands and feet.
Zhu Huai was forcibly lifted in front of Liu Xiang. He felt something cold slowly seeping into his joints and the gaps in his clothes. The touch made Zhu Huai feel very uncomfortable.
Zhu Huai felt something was very wrong, as if his butt was sending him a warning.
However, he still wanted to understand the current situation. Zhu Huai asked, "Where is this place? How did you become like this?"
He looked at Liu Xiang in front of him, and suddenly felt that he had seen three versions of Liu Xiang. It was like collecting an atlas, and there was actually a certain degree of collection elements.
How many Liu Xiangs are there? Zhu Huai couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the Liu Xiangs he saw now were all the other party's internal organs that had been dissected out and lost for some reason?
Liu Xiang was still looking at him intently. His eyes were obviously extremely cold, but after such a long gaze, he inexplicably gave rise to an illusion of greed.
His eyes made Zhu Huai feel more and more uneasy. Those gazes seemed to turn into tangible gazes, sticking to Zhu Huai's skin little by little.
Zhu Huai seemed to be able to hear a series of soft countdown sounds, telling him how strong the sense of oppression brought by the inhuman monster in front of him was.
And when the monster's "interest" in him reaches a certain level, it will trigger some things he doesn't want to know.
Is this some kind of fledgling plot? Will the first person he sees after waking up be entangled with Liu Xiang?
Zhu Huai said, "Can you tell me where this place is? I'm leaving now. When I come back, I will definitely find you again."
Hearing his words, Liu Xiang, who had been silent all this time, smiled faintly. The smile was so beautiful that even Zhu Huai was distracted for a moment.
The next second, he felt the vines that were already wrapped around him tighten, and then pulled him over without any resistance.
"You want to leave me." Liu Xiang said with a firm tone: "You want to escape."
"I'm just leaving for a while. I don't know what your situation is right now, but I promise I will come back to see you."
Zhu Huai said, "We can meet again. Tell me where you are and I'll find you."
Liu Xiang narrowed his eyes in pleasure and said, "I won't let you escape."
Not a single word of his words made sense!
Zhu Huai could only start struggling, but all his struggles were like an ant trying to shake a tree. He grabbed the vines hard, trying to pull them apart.
But all this was useless. He felt that his fingers were entangled in circles, as if countless pythons were wrapped around his waist. A layer of red marks had appeared on Zhu Huai's skin.
His nose suddenly smelled a large amount of grass and wood fragrance, and he felt a cold touch and a body that was unable to struggle, as if it was being pulled into a quagmire and falling down bit by bit.
He saw a huge crack in the willow tree in front of him. The trunk of the giant tree was cracked, and in the gap were vines entangled with each other.
Liu Xiang was hanging aside, still with a faint smile on his face. He watched him being swallowed bit by bit. The smile on his face was unusually pure, like a child who was about to get his favorite toy.
Such a joyful expression, combined with everything Liu Xiang was doing now, formed such an inhuman monster. He was happy.
"I slept for a long time. When I opened my eyes, I saw you." Liu Xiang said, "You woke me up."
"Only you can wake me up," he said. "So, you have to stay forever."
"Prime Minister Liu, let me go, you bastard!" Zhu Huai said, and in his rage he began to speak without thinking: "What the hell are you doing? Are you listening to me?"
Even as he said this, he was still sinking slowly, about to be completely swallowed by the giant tree. The part below his waist was completely submerged by the cold and thick vines.
It felt strange, he gasped softly, and suddenly felt a warm illusion from this situation.
As more and more vines greedily gathered around him, the originally cold temperature gradually rose.
He knew why this was the case. When the human body was hypothermic, it would produce such hallucinations.
Zhu Huai only heard a trembling sound coming from himself, and even his own voice seemed unfamiliar to him.
He seemed to be assimilated by everything around him, as if he was a sacrifice offered to the gods, his thoughts and body were gradually assimilated and devoured.
In such a dark world, what frightened him the most was the clear touch coming from the back of his buttocks after he lost all control of his legs.
Something was pressing against his body, caressing his waistline in an ambiguous manner. Zhu Huai trembled reflexively, but all he could see was still a faint smile.
Like a mask, layers of vines intertwine with each other, trying to prey on and devour humans who fall into the trap.
"Ding-dong!"
A crisp ring rang and Zhu Huai opened his eyes. He was pale and sweaty, as if he had just had a nightmare.
The sound of the little mermaid shaking its tail came, Zhu Huai turned his head and saw that the little mermaid was holding a tower bell in his arms, which was a common bell in temples.
There seemed to be something under the tower bell. The little mermaid reached out and pulled hard inside. His eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed something.
A large ball of dark fog overflowed from it, and before it could even beg for mercy, the mermaid flattened it with its tail and stuffed it into its mouth.
Zhu Huai watched this scene with his own eyes. Still in shock, he looked at the delicate little face as if he was looking at a ferocious and savage little beast.
He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Don't eat random food."
The little mermaid tilted its head and looked at him. Its sharp teeth easily tore through the contents. He suddenly said, "Just now, I saw you."
"I seemed to have slept for a very long time. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was you."
The god who was sleeping in the huge black coffin in the Liu family's ancestral home also opened his eyes at this moment. A faint smile appeared on his face: "I seem to have had a beautiful dream."
Hearing this, Zhu Huai's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty. Finally, he couldn't control himself and reached out his hand, pinching the little mermaid's face fiercely and saying, "It's really your fault!"
The little mermaid was pinched by him and slapped his tail. Facing such a small Liu Xiang, Zhu Huai could finally take revenge.
At this moment, he still felt a little panic, as if if Liu Xiang did not wake him up, he would really be dragged into complete darkness and become a plaything in the hands of the monster.
So scary...
Zhu Huai thought to himself, "Is that your clone? Or something else? Why did you do that to me?"
The little mermaid turned his face away and looked at Zhu Huai, not understanding why he was angry.
Liu Xiang said, "A long time ago, I seemed to have fallen asleep for a very long time. When I woke up, part of my internal organs had been stolen."
His voice was very calm, as if he didn't care about the whereabouts of his internal organs. Zhu Huai had never seen anyone who didn't care about his own body. After all, it was also a part of Liu Xiang, right?
Liu Xiang said: "Other clones that lose contact with the original body will fall into a deep sleep."
"Only you can wake me up. I'm so happy that you can find me."
Zhu Huai paused slightly. Because Zhu Huai was the first person Liu Xiang met, he was reluctant to let Zhu Huai leave.
"If it was someone else who woke you up, would you do the same to them?"
Liu was rather surprised: "Why would you think so? No one can wake me up except you."
Is that so?
Although Liu Xiang has a stubborn and twisted personality, he has an inhuman strength.
But he had never lied to him about these things. Such straightforward words seemed to be from the heart, and could fully reveal Liu Xiang's thoughts.
As Zhu Huai listened, he suddenly remembered that Liu Xiang seemed to have been sleeping all the time. No one knew why his internal organs appeared in that place, and were used as props for some kind of ritual by a group of inexplicable people.
He has been trapped in the Liu family. There are so many talismans and iron nails nailed on the willow tree. It must be very painful. Thinking of this, Zhu Huai is no longer so angry.
Liu Xiang continued, "I heard you calling me, and I was very happy to see you after I woke up."
The mermaid shook the tip of his tail, as if this was something worth being happy about.
Unconsciously, the anger in Zhu Huai's heart had completely disappeared. He said, "Don't do that next time. I don't like it."
"Why?" Liu asked in a different tone, "Don't you want to be with me forever?"
Zhu Huai had already picked up the tower bell. He stood up and saw Liu Mingyue and Zhou Yongchang lying on the ground. Yang Yan seemed to have escaped while he was asleep.
Liu Mingyue seemed to be in a hallucination. He fell to the ground, covering his head. Willow-like vines seemed to be slowly growing in his pupils. He lowered his head and muttered something.
Zhu Huai had witnessed Liu Mingyue's strength just now. He suspected that even if three Yang Yans attacked together, they would not be able to defeat this heir of the Liu family who was holding a strange weapon.
But now, he seemed to be completely bewildered by the illusion, and the person who caused this situation could definitely not be Yang Yan.
So, all this was done by Liu Xiang.
"Brother... don't die..."
Liu Mingyue sat on the ground, his pupils filled with wildly growing willow branches, like ferocious whip shadows, mercilessly encircling and attacking his soul.
Such ruthlessness and cruelty, without holding back at all because of Liu Mingyue's identity as a member of the Liu family. Was this due to Liu Zhi's indiscriminate attack, or perhaps it represented Liu's attitude towards the Liu family?
Looking at this scene, Zhu Huai didn't know what to do. The little mermaid on the side just watched coldly without any intention of taking any action.
Zhu Huai could only stretch out his hand helplessly. He didn't know why, but those willow branches that looked extremely vicious and ferocious curled up their branches and leaves when facing Zhu Huai, and trembled slightly in the air.
Perhaps because Zhu Huai's breath attracted it more, these willow branches greedily absorbed Zhu Huai's warmth and were slowly pulled out by him.
Like a living thing, the clump of vines was still swaying in the air, trying hard to climb onto Zhu Huai.
At this moment, the little mermaid on the side suddenly pounced over and smashed the willow branch into pieces with its tail.
"Prime Minister Liu?" Zhu Huai didn't know why he did this. The little mermaid didn't answer and looked a little unhappy, but he didn't know the reason for his unhappiness.
Zhu Huai lifted him onto his shoulders and called Liu Mingyue's name: "Liu Mingyue, wake up."
Following his shout, Liu Mingyue came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and looked blankly at Zhu Huai in front of him: "Me? I got tricked? Everything that just happened was just an illusion?"
Liu Mingyue said: "What kind of hallucination could make me lose consciousness?"
Zhu Huai asked, "What did you see?"
Liu Mingyue opened his mouth, but he didn't tell the truth. He just said, "I saw something very scary."
After waking up, Liu Mingyue sighed as she looked at Zhu Huai in front of her. He seemed a little listless. He had promised to protect his adopted wife, but in the end it was Zhu Huai who woke him up.
Liu Mingyue didn't know that she was facing her own ancestor. Even a trace of power leaked from Liu Xiang's clone was not something that anyone could withstand.
Liu Mingyue looked at Zhu Huai with gratitude. He really wanted to go up and grab Zhu Huai's hand and say to him: Brother, thank you.
But an inexplicable intuition made Liu Mingyue secretly reject Zhu Huai. This sensitive intuition like that of a small animal saved him. The jealousy of the gods is not something that everyone can bear.
Zhu Huai searched for a while, but he couldn't find any trace of Yang Yan. Instead, he saw Peng Qiu lying in the toilet. Peng Qiu and Zhou Yongchang were still alive.
It's just that the Yin energy has entered their bodies, and these two guys are destined to be unlucky for a long time in the future. Yang Yan didn't kill them. Is it because he didn't dare, or because he didn't have time to kill them?
Zhu Huai asked, "Where did Yang Yan go?"
Who gave him the talisman?
There must be a lot of secrets behind this guy. Zhu Huai did it for a mission before, but now he has a reason to continue pursuing him.
Liu Xiang's clone turned into a willow tree, and no one knew where he was hidden. He had to find him as soon as possible.
Liu Mingyue scratched his head and said, "He seems to have escaped. Could this guy have been deceived by someone? It seems like someone is helping him. What exactly does he want to do?"
Looking at Zhou Yongchang lying on the ground and the ferocious look on Yang Yan's face when he tried to merge with Zhou Yongchang, Zhu Huai had a guess in his mind: Could it be that Yang Yan was looking for a body to take over?
But Zhou Yongchang and Peng Qiu were not suitable for him, and the others were all dead, so he would not look for targets randomly.
Thinking of this, Zhu Huai asked Liu Tianshan about the safety of Shen Wan. Liu Tianshan sent a message that Shen Wan seemed to have almost been attacked by Yang Yan, and it was the amulet left by Zhu Huai that saved his life.
Among all the people now, except for the few people in front of him, the remaining person is also the one Yang Yan hates the most, that is Fan Geng.
Zhu Huai finally thought of what Yang Yan really wanted to do: he wanted revenge, and he also wanted to take away Fan Geng's body, replace him, and resurrect him.
This is revenge in the true sense. Not only can one get rid of one's enemies, but one can also be resurrected. If this is really Yang Yan's purpose, then he is definitely a ghost with ideals.
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On the other side, in Fan Geng's home, he was sitting in a magic circle.
This rich second generation seemed to know something in advance. He had a talisman stuck on his body, a tablet placed in front of him, and three incense sticks lit in front of the tablet.
He closed his eyes, and a sweet fragrance filled his nostrils. His skin was pale, his eyes were dark, and he felt a little cold.
"Master, do you really think Yang Yan will come to see me?"
Fan Geng couldn't help but say that he had been having nightmares for several days and had hardly had a good night's sleep during this period.
Tormented by nightmares, Fan Geng was almost mentally weakened.
He knew why, so in order to save himself, Fan Geng found a master who had worked for him before. This master was the Taoist priest who had given him the amulet.
A middle-aged man was holding a string of Buddhist beads. He looked kind and benevolent, and a Taoist priest named Zhu Tian who was following him smiled.
She said, "You still don't believe in Master Liang? Don't worry, even if that evil ghost comes today, we will make sure he never returns."
Fan Geng's eyes fell on her, and he always felt a little uneasy, because the tablet in front of him had his name written on it.
He is not dead yet, but why would the master do this?
Fan Geng is not an ordinary rich second generation who is addicted to alcohol and sex. During this period, he recalled what he had done and always felt that something was wrong.
He was indeed domineering and bullied the weak. I don't know how many unscrupulous things he had done and how many women he had toyed with.
But at the moment when he personally placed the curse talisman on Yang Yan and pushed Yang Yan down the cave, he felt as if he was controlled by something, and his actions were even a little irrational.
No matter how pretty Meng Dai was, she was just a woman he hadn't gotten. How could he lose his composure because of her? This sounded a bit strange.
But now it's done. Fan Geng sipped his drink impatiently. That guy is dead and still restless. Does he think he can take revenge by becoming a ghost? How funny...
If Fan Geng could kill him, he could naturally make him unable to even become a ghost.
As expected, Yang Yan attacked other people first, and only found Fan Geng at the end.
After realizing this, Fan Geng immediately called in two heavenly masters, which resulted in everything Yang Yan did having no effect on him.
If he comes this time, Fan Geng can completely solve this problem.
However, after using this master this time, he could no longer look for him. This master always gave Fan Geng an inexplicable sense of weirdness. Master Zhu Tianshi beside him often fiddled with a tower bell and smiled gently at Fan Geng.
Fan Geng didn't think this was a romantic encounter. Every time he met those eyes, he always felt like a poisonous snake was grabbing his throat.
"Fan Geng, what are you worried about?" Master Zhu Tian gently plucked the bell and said with a smile, "Don't worry, when Yang Yan comes, Master Liang will help you get rid of the evil spirit.
After that, you can sit back and relax, and continue to be your young master happily."
Fan Geng said, "Thank you very much, Master Liang, for your arrangement. I have already prepared the reward. The treasure will satisfy you."
Master Liang nodded gently and said thoughtfully, "Mr. Fan's horoscope is very unique. It is a rare pure Yin horoscope. People with such a constitution are very rare."
He twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand and looked at Fan Geng with a smile: "I wonder if Mr. Fan has heard that people with such horoscopes are prone to seeing ghosts?"
"I have indeed heard these rumors. My dad is very superstitious and is always tinkering with these things."
Fan Geng said: "So when I was just born, he found several masters to read my horoscope for me, and even the feng shui of the house was specially arranged."
"He also bought a few amulets for me. The Buddha amulet around my neck was bought for me by him from Nanshan."
To some extent, Fan Geng's family really spoiled him.
"I see." Master Liang nodded, his eyes falling on the Buddha amulet on Fan Geng's chest.
He said, "In that case, Mr. Fan should take off the amulet."
"Master Liang, are you joking?"
Fan Geng said in a cold voice. Just as he was about to stand up, he heard the bell in Master Zhu Tian's hand ring softly.
A gust of cold wind blew, and at that moment, the incense and candles in front of Fan Geng became a little dim, as if something was floating in front of it, blowing gently at it.
"Of course I'm not kidding."
Master Liang said with a smile.
A trace of cold sweat broke out on Fan Geng's forehead. He saw Yang Yan's ghost floating in front of him, looking at him with undisguised hatred.
The master he invited stood aside and watched this scene. At that moment, Fan Geng knew that he was in trouble.
He wanted to stand up and shout, but the talismans on his body and the magic circle beneath him took effect at this moment, pinning him down.
Yang Yan said, "You never thought, Fan Geng, I could come back."
As he spoke, he floated towards Fan Geng, but his figure was blocked by a ray of Buddha's light. The Buddha amulet on Fan Geng's chest took effect, causing Fan Geng's almost stagnant heartbeat to fluctuate violently.
He said, "This poor boy can't give you anything, why are you helping him? I can give you money, lots of money!"
Master Zhu Tianshi seemed a little surprised. She said, "That sounds good."
She shook the bell again and continued, "But I think Mr. Fan is a little too stubborn. Wouldn't it be better if you could be more obedient?"
Following her movements, Yang Yan silently moved closer to Fan Geng, the icy cold air sticking so clearly to his skin.
Fan Geng only felt that his body was about to be pulled away by something. The Buddha amulet on his chest was shining, which was his last hope.
As he was watching, the footsteps of Master Liang were heard, and in front of him, he took off the Buddha amulet on Fan Geng's chest.
At this moment, the power from the magic circle bound Fan Geng's body tightly. Yang Yan moved closer, and Fan Geng seemed to be squeezed into a corner.
Another face slowly emerged on his body. Yang Yan stretched out his hand, controlled the new body, and then laughed happily.
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Author's words: Fan Geng: I feel like I've been scammed [Clown]
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