The illusion ends
"It's all my fault... I'm useless..." He lifted her up a little, leaning forward, resting his forehead against her cheek, his right hand gently patting her back. "May our next life be filled with peace and happiness, and may everything go smoothly for us."
He immersed himself in the few remaining intimate moments with his sister, enjoying them yet feeling sad and reluctant. Everything else around him was not enough to make him waste time looking up.
Huanhuan, who was standing aside, watched this scene with envy, but did not dare to disturb her brother anymore.
She was Zhang Xihua, the one who should have died at the age of three, not Zhang Shenghuan. Although her brother said the grudge had nothing to do with his youngest son and that he didn't blame her, he had never been close to her since then.
Her consciousness gradually became blurred, so blurry that she could only make out the outline of her brother. She was unable to control this body and she knew that this was the end.
Before she collapsed completely, she subconsciously stretched out her hands towards Zhang Shengshu for a hug, but her brother never raised his eyes until she closed her eyes.
Ah Bang said, "This smoke is like the most effective provocation. It will intensify the resentment, greed, and other evil thoughts hidden in people's hearts to an uncontrollable level, and they will be deeply trapped and unable to extricate themselves."
As soon as the words fell, the excited black civet cats jumped and crashed into their companions' bodies. After merging into them, the black civet cats' bodies became a little bigger, until more than ten black civet cats merged into a black shadow.
The smoke cleared, and the raccoon cat disappeared, leaving only the squatting ghost boy.
He calmly watched the blood-thirsty people, nimbly leaping into each new coffin for sacrifice. As he approached the corpses, a faint red smoke mixed with black sand-like particles drifted out, completely absorbed by the rubies in the ghost boy's eye sockets.
The ruby became transparent and shining at this moment, emitting a soft red light in the dark night.
When the ghost boy had inhaled all the smoke particles emitted from the corpses of all the boys and girls sacrificed tonight, the remaining people in Guanshan Town had all died from killing each other.
Jumping down from the coffin, he crawled towards the yellow paper on the ground, bit his finger, and traced the edge of the formation with the blood from his fingertips.
Heng Jin said, "The characters drawn by this ghost boy should also be the writing of the Psylocke tribe, right? But the Psylocke tribe once had a deep hatred with the raccoon cat tribe. They hated and resented each other for a long time, and they had long ago ordered that any tools or spells used by the tribesmen must not have anything to do with the other side. If the ghost boy is really related to the Psylocke tribe, his clone would definitely not be a raccoon cat."
Yuanli asked, "What if the hatred is resolved?"
"It won't be resolved. This is a debt of love. The two clan leaders who loved and hated each other have been dead for a long time, but their descendants have followed this clan rule for generations, even using their story as a warning not to marry outside the clan, and the story has become more and more outrageous. I don't know about the disappeared Psylocke Clan, but the Tanuki Clan still adheres to this clan rule to this day. It shows that the hatred has not been resolved."
"We had this suspicion at the time and even secretly compared them. They have their differences. There are too few characters and texts that can be compared. We are still suspicious of Fudie City." Ai said.
Yuanli took out the mandarin duck bronze mirror and recorded the blood-stained words that the ghost boy had drawn on the yellow paper.
"A trip to Floating Butterfly City will reveal everything. I've already written it down. Regardless of whether it's the writings of the Spirit Butterfly Clan or not, as long as there's any suspicion or imagination, I can immediately pull it out for comparison."
Ah Xiang exclaimed, "Ah Li, your treasure is truly amazing! Especially the carving of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the back of the bronze mirror, it's so detailed and lifelike."
"Right! Ah Xiang really has good taste! This is made of manta ray scales."
Ah Xiang, with a gossipy smile, hugged her arm and jokingly asked, "When did Master Ah Cha give it to you? This mandarin duck playing in the water symbolizes the harmony of husband and wife. Will I be able to eat wedding cakes soon?"
"How do you know?" Yuanli asked in surprise.
"What do I know? Are you talking about the bronze mirror or the wedding cake?" Ah Xiang was overjoyed and jumped up and down holding her arms.
"A bronze mirror, of course."
"I once saw Master A-Cha in a trance, holding this bronze mirror. It was one day not long after you left for heaven. I never imagined the carving on the back of this bronze mirror would be mandarin ducks playing in the water! By accepting the mandarin duck bronze mirror, you've also accepted Master A-Cha and his kindness, right?"
Without waiting for A-Li to explain, A-Bang, who loved to join in the fun, happily started high-fiving A-Xiang to celebrate.
"Great, great! I've always said Ah Li has a unique vision! Even if she was dazzled and made a mistake in choosing someone, with her intelligence, she would definitely turn around in time and choose another pearl."
The uglier Heng Jin's face looked, the happier they were.
Suddenly, loud thunder roared, drawing their attention back to the illusion.
The sound of thunder did not come from the sky, but from the thick smoke rising from the yellow paper magic circle.
They rolled and gathered like dark clouds, with continuous explosions, and finally condensed into a huge ball that covered the sky, floating in the air, and blood-red rain fell from the fog to the ground.
Dozens of corpses were walking towards them. Yuanli remembered them. They were the eleven corpses floating in the well, the corpses that died in the temple last night, and the corpses hanging on the trees on the roadside outside the town.
They walked into the blood rain, standing with their backs to the sky. Dense red worms crawled out of their enlarged mouths, crawled along their bodies to the ground, crawled onto the corpses lying on the ground, and drilled into their bodies through their nostrils.
The corpses were burned by the blood rain. As the rain grew heavier, the blood rain hitting the corpses turned into flames and wrapped around the corpses. The raging flames did not burn the corpses to ashes, but only emitted a faint red smoke wrapped in black sand particles.
The smoke drifted towards the ghost boy, entered his open bloody mouth, and poured into his body.
When the smoke from the corpses dissipated, their souls separated from their bodies.
When the pale soul looked back at its own body and everything around it, it was filled with disbelief at its own death, and its malicious eyes became clear and bright. It fled in panic, but was stopped by the invisible barrier at the edge of the blood rain.
The souls clenched their fists and pounded, naively thinking that they could create a crack through which they could escape.
The goblins and ghosts in the forest began to approach restlessly, their eyes all fixed on the ghost boy, especially those powerful evil ghosts and corpses.
They were clearly in an attacking and hunting posture, but they seemed to be afraid of something and did not dare to make a move.
The ghost boy crawled towards Zhang Changjun, and the smoke drifting from his fingers surrounded Zhang Changjun's tattered robe and the piece of cloth on the ground.
The robe was peeled off from Zhang Changjun's body, and as the smoke surrounded him, the tattered robe miraculously returned to its original state.
The ghost boy became taller the moment he put on the robe. The robe, which was originally as wide as a quilt on his body, now fit him well.
Several different voices whispered and laughed from his mouth. The gold bracelets on his wrists and ankles fell off and merged into one gold bracelet.
The golden bracelet rotated in the air, and the four small and exquisite longevity locks made crisp bell sounds. After hearing them, the souls immediately walked quietly towards the golden bracelet.
The moment he reached out to touch the gold bracelet, his soul was sucked into it.
The evil spirits and corpses in the forest also rushed out frantically when the golden bracelet flew into the air, trying their best to break through the invisible barrier that blocked them at the edge of the blood rain.
The ghost boy simply glanced in their direction and didn't react in any other way.
Not until all the souls were absorbed by the ghost boy's golden bracelets and turned back into four ordinary golden bracelets and put back on the ghost boy's ankles and wrists, were the evil spirits and corpses able to enter the range of the blood rain.
They attacked in groups, trying to fight for the gold bracelet.
Seeing this, the other goblins and ghosts in the forest also rushed out to join the battle for the golden bracelet.
There were so many goblins and monsters that it was difficult for the ghost boy, who was fighting alone, to fight back. However, he did not flee the battlefield, but just kept fighting and devouring his defeated enemies.
Until the ghost boy was no longer able to fight, he used up his last strength to teleport to the temple and fell down. After he finished silently reciting to the stone statue of the Goddess of Wealth, a woman wearing a long veil hat walked out of the stone statue.
The palm wind she struck out scared the ghost boy to death. She picked up the robe and gold bracelet on the ground, and then attacked the goblins and ghosts that were chasing her.
She skillfully manipulated the power within the golden bracelet to annihilate the pursuing demons and ghosts. Wherever she passed, no one survived, save for a few powerful demons that managed to escape.
When she turned into ashes and disappeared, the immersive experience in Guanshan Town ended at that moment.
"How is it? Is it scary, A'li?" asked A Bang.
"It's a bit bloody and cruel, but it's not horrifying or scary."
"We are all people of the Netherworld, so naturally we won't be scared by this level of haunting and resurrection of the dead. For us, what is really scary is the methods, abilities and purpose used by the mastermind behind all this. She uses Zhang Shengshu and the ghost boy as two pawns to catalyze the greed, anger, ignorance, jealousy, hatred and resentment of the people in Guanshan Town to the maximum, and then kills them to take their souls and absorb their desires. Most of them are still alive. It is obvious that she is not worried at all about being discovered by the Netherworld before she succeeds. What is her identity? Who is she? To have such confidence?" A Bang said.
Ayi echoed, "The many details of this incident and the truth that may be hidden behind it make people more and more frightened the more they think about it. There are too many doubts, but it makes people wonder. She killed those goblins and ghosts with ease. I don't know if you have carefully observed their strength, but they are no small players. After the incident in Guanshan Town ended, it was not until the incident in Huamian Village that related events were known. During this period, the extent of their conspiracy is unknown. If another disaster comparable to Xieyuan appeared in the world, it would be really unbearable to think about it."
After a moment's thought, Yuanli made up her mind. "I must go to Floating Butterfly City!"
"Ari, I don't mean to be discouraging. Back then, the Netherworld tried its best to investigate thoroughly, but they still couldn't find the mastermind behind the scenes. It's really dangerous with just a few of us... Besides, if you really want to go, you might as well wait for Lord A'Cha to come back and go together. He knows the most about souls." A Xiang advised.
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