"If we can't borrow Yin energy here, can we go back to the tomb to borrow it? You are also a descendant of the Zombie Taoist." Mu Sicheng looked up and asked.

Bai Liu shook his head: "It's better not to. The zombie Taoist is at the critical time of gathering Yin energy. If I cast a spell in his tomb to borrow Yin energy to make money, it's not borrowing, it's robbing, and it will make enemies."

"Then should we give up this mission?" Mu Sicheng couldn't swallow this breath, his face was so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping out of it.

As he spoke, Mu Sicheng looked up at Bai Liu, and then paused.

Although Bai Liu's mission was snatched away, he had a faint smile on his face that Mu Sicheng couldn't understand. The smile didn't reach the corners of his mouth or his eyes, but it inexplicably made people feel that Bai Liu was relaxed and in danger at the moment.

"No need." Bai Liu raised her eyes and looked at Mu Sicheng with a smile, "You're quite patient to wait until now to snatch it."

Mu Sicheng took a moment to react, then stared at Bai Liu's expected expression and asked hesitantly, "Are you... deliberately forcing Kong Xuyang and the others to hurry up and lure them to take over your mission?"

Bai Liu blinked innocently: "How could it be? How could I have thought that someone would be so mean as to steal other people's missions."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

In short, he couldn't understand every step of Bai Liu. He couldn't tell whether Bai Liu did it on purpose or was just playing dumb.

"Then do you still want to do this mission?" Mu Sicheng frowned, "But now that things have come to this, according to what you said, this mission can't be done."

"No, it can still be done." Bai Liu jumped two steps to the side and motioned Mu Sicheng to look at his feet.

Mu Sicheng raised the camera and shone it downwards. The dark green glowing screen illuminated the ground beneath his feet, which showed seven neatly arranged rectangular pits.

These pits are of uniform size and specifications, with a marble tombstone in front of them. Black-and-white photos are engraved on the tombstones, and the people in the photos are the seven old men in the temple.

Mu Sicheng was so frightened that he almost stepped into the pit. He took several shaky steps backwards on tiptoe while holding the camera, and asked with lingering fear, "Is this... the grave that the seven old men had dug but had not yet been buried?"

Bai Liu nodded: "Kong Xuyang borrowed the Yin energy from other ancestors I buried here, but he still couldn't borrow from seven people."

"Because these seven people haven't been buried yet!" Mu Sicheng reacted very quickly this time. He happily elbowed Bai Liu and raised his eyebrows, saying, "Okay, Bai Liu, you think quickly. Are you going to use the Yin energy after these seven people are buried to borrow money?"

Bai Liu dodged Mu Sicheng's elbow without leaving a trace and replied with a smile, "That's exactly what I planned."

"But Kong Xuyang did take the negative energy of these seven old men into consideration. He didn't leave me much room to maneuver." Bai Liu turned his head and looked at the empty graves of the seven old men. "According to the normal burial procedure with a high probability of no accidents, the burial should be after the first seven days, but the first seven days..."

"But once the seventh day arrives, the Taoist zombie will go berserk!" Mu Sicheng also thought of this, his face darkened, "Damn it, what should we do?"

"Since the normal funeral procedure doesn't work, let's go with the abnormal funeral procedure." Bai Liu looked up at the sky, "When it gets light, we'll go back to the village, move the coffin here, and bury him in advance."

Mu Sicheng couldn't help swallowing when he thought about going back to the village: "...We'll go back to the village at dawn, so what should we do now?"

"It's a dark and windy night, a good time to dig graves." Bai Liu smiled calmly. He patted Mu Sicheng on the shoulder and walked forward. "Let's go and see which grave we want to dig."

Even though Mu Sicheng was a very strong athlete who had been exercising for many years, he felt a little weak in the knees after hearing what Bai Liu said. On the one hand, it was because he had been running all night and his physical strength was indeed not enough. On the other hand, it was...

He glanced at the various eerie graves scattered across the mountains, took a deep breath, raised his camera, and followed with a tragic expression:

"Bai Liu, please walk slower. If you step on something..."

the other end.

Kong Xuyang squatted on Yang Zhi's shoulder, frowning and asked, "Can you see so much from Bai Liu's second memory fold?"

"Yes." Yang Zhi smiled bitterly, "Bai Liu's memory is simply too complicated, especially the folded part. With two layers of memory covering it, I see that many places are blurry and discontinuous."

"I only know that Bai Liu's second memory fold simply erased the existence of the spade-like ghost."

"The current Bai Liu does not remember encountering such a strange being when he was eighteen years old. His memory should be that he studied normally, took the college entrance examination, and then went to college."

Kong Xuyang was even more puzzled. "That is to say, there is a top player who can modify and fold memories. He spent a lot of effort just to make Bai Liu forget the "friend" in his memory that he imagined and who looks exactly like Hei Tao?"

Yang Zhi nodded.

"This is too weird..." Kong Xuyang frowned and said, "Which great player has the time to put so much effort into a moron who can only get 300 points in high school?"

But Kong Xuyang didn't dwell on this question for too long. He asked eagerly, "What about Bai Liu's third memory fold?!"

"I haven't completely digested Bai Liu's third memory fold yet. I can only see some general ideas."

"This memory overlap happened when I graduated from Bailiu University and had just started working." Yang Zhi closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and sweated on his forehead as he tried to recall, "...about the year before last."

"Bai Liu seems to have encountered...something very unpleasant, and his memory is a mess...he seems to have been wandering around the hospital." Yang Zhi closed his eyes tightly, he seemed to be immersed in Bai Liu's memory world, his chest heaving violently, sweat dripping from his chin.

"The strong smell of disinfectant was everywhere. Bai Liu sat on a bench outside the ward with her head down, her hands covered in blood. She looked very upset..."

Yang Zhi's breathing became much faster. His hands couldn't help shaking. His face turned pale and red. He described it in a tone that almost made him choke: "...strong."

Kong Xuyang chuckled and touched his chin: "Two years ago? At that time, I was playing in the preseason and won all the way to the Challenge Tournament."

"In that case, I was doing well even when the Bai Liu family was having the worst time."

"Maybe this is the difference between successful people and losers." Kong Xuyang sighed hypocritically and spread his hands.

Yang Zhi was completely immersed in Bai Liu's memory and did not respond to Kong Xuyang at all.

He felt like he had fallen into a frozen lake. He could only vaguely hear Kong Xuyang's self-satisfied voice, but he was unable to figure out the meaning of these voices.

In his memory, Bai Liu's emotions as cold as ice water kept rushing towards Yang Zhi's limbs and bones. The impact was so strong that Yang Zhi was unable to move. He seemed to be sinking in the water with his eyes closed, almost suffocating.

Yang Zhi slowly landed in the hospital corridor. The dark corridor was bustling with people coming and going. Bai Liu sat motionless on a bench at the end of the corridor, with her hands clasped against her lowered head. Orange juice dripped from the ends of her hair, and a bag of smashed oranges was placed at her feet.

Bai Liu's white shirt and shoes were splattered with blood, and a blood-stained baseball bat was leaning against the back of the chair next to Bai Liu.

The noisy voices seemed to be blocked by some invisible noise-reducing barrier, and Yang Zhi could only hear some vague conversations.

"…It was too bad. I was hit by a motorcycle and flew away."

"She seems to be a kindergarten teacher..."

"Kindergarten teacher? Is it the incident today where a group of people drove cars directly into the kindergarten?!"

"You remembered it wrongly, didn't you? There was no such thing. A kindergarten teacher was on her way home from get off work when she saw a group of speeders surrounding a person. She tried to save the person but was knocked away. She was thrown several meters away and her intestines were thrown out..."

"He was sent to the emergency room this afternoon and hasn't come out yet..."

Yang Zhi saw Bai Liu, who was sitting on the bench, slowly tightening his hands that were resting on his head until his knuckles turned white.

The nauseatingly strong emotions emanating from Bai Liu made Yang Zhi confused again. The constant conversations of the people next to him made him feel vaguely familiar.

Speeding cars, kindergarten, crimes that seemed to have happened but were erased...

Yang Zhi remembered.

He felt as if a folded area in his memory was forced to open under Bai Liu's strong emotional impact.

It seems that there is such a thing.

...Which team was it against? Yang Zhi still couldn't remember.

They have targeted so many people, and after each crime they have to erase all traces of reality, so in the end remembering the victim's face is a very annoying thing.

However, they will also use photos to record the victim's miserable condition, so as to facilitate the review of their achievements and send them to the enemy team to achieve the purpose of emotional disruption.

But what’s strange is that the kindergarten teacher who was attacked by them didn’t even leave any record of photos.

Yang Zhi finally remembered that his memory had also been modified.

But he didn't remember who did it. Now these modified memories were finally fully unfolded under the resonance of Bai Liu's memory.

Yang Zhi looked at Bai Liu slowly.

They had attacked Shiroyanagi, and together with this kindergarten teacher, they attacked as an important person who was closely connected to a certain team's tactician.

Kong Xuyang likes to make multiple preparations when launching sneak attacks, so on the surface he only sent the photo of the kindergarten teacher to the opponent's tactician, saying that he wanted to attack this woman, but in fact even the opponent's friend - Bai Liu, who was only 22 years old, was on the attack list.

It was a rather unsuccessful attack.

That woman was too outrageous. She was a kindergarten teacher on the surface, but her fighting ability and physical strength were quite strong. She jumped down from the second floor by holding the window with one hand.

As if she was filming an action scene, the woman grabbed a baseball bat from the wall and single-handedly and accurately completed the feat of beating up a group of bikers.

They returned empty-handed and had to pay points to erase the attack on the kindergarten.

Kong Xuyang was already on the field at that time, but fortunately he had prepared a plan B for them in advance - which was to attack Bai Liu.

They turned around and surrounded Bai Liu who was just off work, but this woman was too sensitive.

She realized who they were going to turn around and attack, so she drove an electric bike right behind them and raced to stop them.

The electric bike made her feel like she was riding a racing motorcycle, mainly because she was the only one holding a baseball bat in front of her, and no one dared to run in front of her.

But they had ambushed people directly at Bai Liu's place earlier, so even if they ran faster here, they would still succeed over there.

When Bai Liu got off work with a bag of oranges and walked to the corner of a dark and deserted alley, the people who had been lying in ambush there rushed over from behind Bai Liu.

There were more than a dozen vehicles, each weighing hundreds of kilograms. Any one of them could crush Bai Liu into a pile of meat paste if it drove by.

When the car started and rushed over, the people who rushed over here and the woman were still more than ten meters away from Bai Liu. At this distance, it was too late to remind, rescue or reinforce them. The matter was already a foregone conclusion.

But that woman was extremely tough.

In order to protect Bai Liu, she didn't even stop, but drove the electric scooter at full speed and rushed over, blocking Bai Liu from the side. She collided with the motorcycle behind Bai Liu and was knocked away.