Huo Liang's predictions were spot on, and Su Xiaoniu couldn't bring herself to strike. After all, she was hitting the puppet, but the pain was felt on her body. This forced her to dodge, seizing the opportunity to attack Huo Liang, who was hiding nearby. But the puppet would quickly turn around, blocking Huo Liang, and Su Xiaoniu was almost caught off guard and hit the puppet. If she had been hit, I'd be screwed.
Just when the situation was getting worse, Taoist Wuxu suddenly said, "Brother Xu, I have a way to destroy this puppet."
I stumbled over to him and asked him what he was doing. Taoist Wuxu cleared his throat and said, "This villain used evil magic to activate the fierce blood seal on your neck, thereby drawing out the puppet connected to your life. However, he didn't know that this method also carries a hidden danger."
"Hidden danger? What is it?" I looked at him curiously.
"Because the puppet was drawn out from the Lixueyin Curse on your neck and is closely connected to your life, you can communicate with it with the help of the Lixueyin Curse. You are him and he is you. I think you can convince him easily. Once you convince him, it will be easy to deal with Huo Liang." Taoist Wuxu said with a slight breath.
I paused, watching the blood-stained puppet continue its assault on Su Xiaonu. I gritted my teeth. Even though my aging body made my movements somewhat limited, I couldn't care less at the moment. Following the method Taoist Wuxu had taught me, I placed my right hand on the Blood Seal at my neck, continuously channeling my spiritual consciousness into the seal.
I don't know how long this process lasted, but suddenly a very familiar male voice sounded inside me: "Who are you? Why did you enter my body?"
Success?
I was secretly delighted and chose my words carefully: "I am Xu Fei."
"Are you Xu Fei? Then who am I?" The man's voice became a little strange.
"You are a puppet that was lured out from the blood seal on my neck. Now you are being controlled by evil people and doing all kinds of evil things. I don't think you want this to happen, right?" I asked tentatively.
The puppet said in a serious tone, "I see. No wonder I could sense Xiaomo's presence but never saw her. It was the evil one who manipulated my freedom."
I was slightly shocked. This puppet had been fighting with Su Xiaoniu the whole time, but he actually said he didn't see Su Xiaoniu? Could it be that the puppet had no vision?
Ignoring all that for now, I took the opportunity to instigate him, "You are me, and I am you. You are my youth, and I am your age. We are one, and the only one I love in my heart is Xiaomo. Now that you are being controlled by an evil person and are beating Xiaomo, do you know what to do?"
The puppet responded, "The one controlling me is Huo Liang, right? I have a method that will kill him."
I was overjoyed and asked what method it was.
The puppet said, "I have been trapped in a curse for many years, soaking myself in fierce blood. I have learned the method of calming the soul. If I had a flute, I could play a 'Requiem'. While this song wouldn't kill Huo Liang immediately, it would lull the underworld spirit within him into a deep sleep. With this, you could have Xiaomo kill him with one strike, smothering Huo Liang in despair."
I was overjoyed when I heard that, and ran to the unconscious swordsman, took a bamboo flute from him, and then ran to the puppet and gave him the bamboo flute.
Seeing the interaction between me and the doll, not only was Su Xiaoniu stunned, but even Huo Liang was a little slow to react.
By the time Huo Liang realized what was happening, it was too late. The puppet had already placed the flute to its lips, playing a song that soothed the soul and broke the heart.
Ghosts cry and gods weep, it is the day of God’s wrath!
After the introduction, the puppet suddenly put down the bamboo flute and sang a high-pitched and passionate tune with a good voice. This strange singing seemed to be telling people that the gods had fallen at the beginning of the funeral.
The deep, rich chanting brought people's hearts, souls, and emotions into a state of tranquility and solemnity. Following suit, an endless stream of wandering spirits and even demons from the Hades Cemetery began to float restlessly from beneath the tombstones and graves. They unexpectedly followed the mood of the Requiem, forming a grand chorus of ghosts and gods, making one feel as if they were there, sharing in the prayers.
Huo Liang was shocked.
At the same time, his body began to suffer great pain, and it felt as if his insides were being torn apart by something. The powerful power of the underworld god that he was proud of gradually disappeared at a speed that could be felt by his flesh and blood.
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