Tianyun Sect. Fan Zhiyi thought about it and thought, oh, that's the sect that the male protagonist currently leads. Anyway, no matter where they go, for Fan Zhiyi, it's just escaping from one wolf den where the male protagonist is to another wolf den.
However, this time Bing Nandong did not take Fan Zhiyi with him to fly. Instead, he walked in the woods with him, holding hands and holding a lantern. The reason was that it would be less likely for the leader to find them this way.
Fan Zhiyi looked at the dark surroundings and leaned towards the lamp in Bing Nandong's hand. Bing Nandong then handed the lamp directly to Fan Zhiyi, giving him the initiative.
Holding the lamp, Fan Zhiyi saw the familiar spell on it and felt much more at ease.
Bing Nandong explained, "You left in a hurry and forgot to take the lamp with you."
"Thank you very much."
"Hmph, you're just going to say thank you for this identity, right?" Bing Nandong's dissatisfied voice came over.
Fan Zhiyi: “…” It seems that even saying thank you is wrong for him now.
"Did the leader of the Fusha sect hurt you?"
"No." Don't you know whether you are hurt or not?
Fan Zhiyi was just thinking about it when he heard Bing Nandong say, "The Fusha Cult has committed many evil deeds, and its leader has killed countless people. I rushed here after learning that you were captured. Fortunately, you are safe."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." I actively acted in cooperation with you, "The leader..."
Bing Nandong stared at the road ahead without looking at Fan Zhiyi, as if he was trying to find his way. If only his inner voice was as calm as his outward expression. Before Fan Zhiyi could finish his words, Bing Nandong urged in his heart, "How is he?"
"He is simply not a human being. Oh yes, he is not a human being at all. He is a vicious ghost with bared fangs and claws and a bad temper." Fan Zhiyi glanced at Bing Nandong and asked, "How can you still pretend?"
But Bing Nandong could really endure it. He appeared calm on the surface, and there was no movement in his heart, but he held Fan Zhiyi's hand tighter and tighter.
Fan Zhiyi said, "My hand hurts."
"Feel sorry."
"But..." Fan Zhiyi frowned and thought for a moment, "Forget it."
Bing Nandong: "..." He coughed lightly inwardly. Forget it, he shouldn't have any hope. "Do you want to know what happened after you left Xue's house?"
"Xue's House? That house is called Xue's House?"
"Yes, the house was already filled with a strong negative energy. Later, the Xue family moved in. Their daughter, Xue Xiuniang, went mad and killed her entire family. She then transformed into a fierce ghost and lingered there, torturing and killing innocent people. She was later eliminated, but the negative energy and resentment within the Xue house lingered. It was handed over to Youshan Temple for salvation, but unfortunately, it couldn't be dispelled in a short period of time, so the entire city was sealed off."
Fan Zhiyi nodded.
"Does what I just said sound familiar to you?"
"Yes, and..." He had seen many movies and novels with similar plots, but he certainly couldn't say, "The stories in some of the storybooks I read before are quite similar."
"Storybooks." Zhiyi has always liked reading these.
"By the way, where are Gaoda, Gaoxiao, and Xiaoman?"
"I'm just thinking about them. What's the difference between them and you? Are they also the protagonists?"
Fan Zhiyi was stunned when he heard the inner voice. How could the male protagonist know about the protagonist? But he couldn't get tangled up in his mind now, so he asked, "Have they been rescued? Have you met them?"
"Don't worry, they are safe, believe me."
Seeing that the male protagonist looked at him with an extremely sincere gaze, Fan Zhiyi reluctantly believed it, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to think about another question: Is the male protagonist's face real, or is he using Cen Jun's appearance?
Fan Zhiyi gathered his scattered thoughts and picked up the topic Bing Nandong had just started: "After you sent me away, how were you guys at the haunted house? No, how were you at the Xue residence?"
"The seventh day means destruction. The ghosts are no longer bound and can slaughter the living at will. In the end, only a few of us are left, fighting with all our might. Fortunately, we were rescued by the Tianyun Sect."
"By the way, did you know that there was a ghost following Master Fan? It killed Monk Du the night after you left and transformed into his appearance. It should be the ghost we have been looking for that infiltrated the team and killed people." Bing Nandong must know, after all, he is the controller of the game. Fan Zhiyi asked only because he was really bored now. He also happened to want to know why this ghost kept following Master Fan and had a special relationship with Master Fan.
Bing Nandong shook his head: "If I knew that the ghost was related to Master Fan, I would have killed it on the spot." But in his heart he was thinking, innocent, none of those who died were innocent.
Fan Zhiyi: "..." The male lead's performance was so wonderful that Fan Zhiyi couldn't bear to watch it. "Did Mr. Fan come out of Xue's house?"
"Him?" Bing Nandong wanted to laugh sarcastically, but thinking of his own character, he forced himself to hold back, and only revealed a bit of disdain in his eyes, "Do you know that some people died but didn't know they were dead?"
"ah?"
"After you left, I took Master Fan into the house. I wanted to take him out with me and hand him over to the Fan family and the Tianyun Sect for conviction, but I found out that he was actually dead a long time ago. He just kept killing people and borrowed their lives to survive."
Fan Zhiyi frowned. Considering what Master Fan had said when they were fighting, it seemed as if Master Fan was trying to borrow his body for a new lease on life, or perhaps to offer his body to that ghost? The scene was so chaotic that Fan Zhiyi couldn't really remember it clearly.
Bing Nandong glanced at him and explained a little more clearly: "So, he was afraid of death and wanted to live too much. This was the obsession that turned him into a fierce ghost. He himself did not understand that he was dead. In addition, his identity and his already weak constitution made us never doubt him. As for the deal between him and the ghosts, it is unknown, and he was unwilling to talk about it. In the end, he was eaten by those evil spirits. In fact, even if that were not the case, he would never be able to leave the Xue Mansion. After all, ghosts who enter the Xue Mansion can only wander there until they gradually forget who they are and become evil ghosts with only the desire to kill and thirst for blood."
Fan Zhiyi nodded. As for the sound he heard at the door that night and the ambiguous traces on Mr. Fan, there was no need to talk about it.
Bing Nandong continued, "Many of the cultivators who were sent to Tianyun Sect to discuss marriages have died in Xue's residence. They won't let this go, and Tianyun Sect must bear some responsibility." He then turned to Fan Zhiyi and asked, "Tell me, why did the leader of the Fusha Sect trap these people in Xue's residence and leave them to fight ghosts?"
Of course, it's to watch the show. Who can understand a perverted mind?
Fan Zhiyi complained, but he only dared to think about it in his mind. In fact, seriously speaking, these people were all there to discuss marriage. For example, Master Fan, in order to win the favor of the male protagonist and promote the marriage between the two families, specially imitated the male protagonist's dead Bai Yueguang... Wait, if that's the case, then these people who discussed marriage died, wouldn't the male protagonist not have to marry them? Moreover, these people also imitated the male protagonist's Bai Yueguang in every way. The male protagonist felt that they offended Bai Yueguang, so he teased and killed them...
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