Chapter 362: Yinshan Village

"If you can't borrow Yin energy here, can you go back to the tomb? You are also a descendant of the Vampire Daoist." Mu Sicheng asked, looking up.

Bai Liu shook his head, "It's better not to do so, the vampire daoist is at a crucial time to gather Yin energy, if I cast a spell at its tomb at this time to borrow Yin energy to make money, then it's not borrowing, it's robbing, and it will lead to enmity."

"So we're giving up on this mission?" Mu Sicheng couldn't swallow it, his face so sullen it was dripping with water.

With that Mu Sicheng looked up at Bai Liu, and then gave a start.

Although Bai Liu has been robbed of his mission, he has a light smile on his face that makes Mu Sicheng look Buming white, a smile that does not reach the corners of his mouth and eyes, but somehow gives the impression that Bai Liu is relaxed and dangerous at the moment.

"No." Bai Liu looked up at Mu Sicheng with a smile, "You've waited until now to grab it, you've got a lot of composure."

Mu Sicheng reacted for a moment, staring at Bai Liu's predictable expression and asked hesitantly, "You're not ...... deliberately pushing Kong Xuyang and the others into a corner first, and then luring them into doing your task, are you?"

Bai Liu blinked innocently, "How? How could I have thought someone could be so bad and steal someone else's mission."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

In short, he saw every step Bai Liu took, and now he couldn't tell if Bai Liu was doing it on purpose or if he was just playing dumb.

"Are you still going to do it, then, this mission?" Mu Sicheng frowned, "But it's done, and according to you, it can't be done."

"No, it can still be done." Bai Liu jumps two steps to the side, gesturing for Mu Sicheng to look at his feet.

Mu Sicheng holds the camera down and a dark green glowing screen illuminates the seven rectangular craters lined up neatly beneath him.

The pits are of uniform size and have marble headstones in front of them, on which are engraved black and white photographs of the seven old men in the temple.

Mu Sicheng was so shocked that he almost stepped in the pit, holding up the camera and staggering back several steps on tiptoe as he asked with palpitations, "Is this ...... the grave where the seven old men were dug but not yet ready for burial?"

Bai Liu nodded, " Kong Xuyang lent the yin energy of the other ancestors I buried here, but there were seven others he didn't get to borrow."

"Because these seven people haven't been buried yet!" Mu Sicheng was quick to respond this time, he gave Bai Liu a pleasant elbow and raised his eyebrows, "You're a quick thinker, Bai Liu, are you going to use the yin energy of these seven people after they are buried to borrow money?"

Bai Liu dodges Mu Sicheng's elbow without a trace and smiles as he replies, "I do intend to do so."

"But it's not as if Kong Xuyang didn't take the yin of these seven old people into account, he didn't leave me much of a loophole to exploit." Bai Liu turned his head to look at the empty graves of the seven old men, "According to normal, probable no-accident funeral procedures, burial is to be after the first seven days, but the first seven ......"

"But once the first seven days are up, the Daoist zombie goes berserk!" Mu Sicheng thought of that too, and his face sank, "Damn, what then?"

"Since the normal funeral procedures won't work, let's go through the abnormal funeral procedures." Bai Liu looked up at the sky, "Once it's light, we'll go back to the village and bring the coffin over for an early burial."

Mu Sicheng couldn't help but gulp at the thought of going back to the village: "...... We're going back to the village at dawn, so what do we do now?"

"It's dark and windy, a good time to dig a grave." Bai Liu smiled a light-hearted smile as he patted Mu Sicheng on the shoulder and moved on, "Come on, let's see which grave we have to dig."

Mu Sicheng Even though he is a very strong, year-round sportsman, he is still a bit weak from Bai Liu's words, partly because he has been running all night and is indeed not very strong, and partly because ......

He took a deep breath and followed with his camera in the air, with a sad expression of a man who would never return.

" Bai Liu, you should walk more slowly, if you step on something ......"

The other end.

Kong Xuyang crouched close to Yang Zhi's shoulder, his brow furrowed as he asked, " Bai Liu, you can see this much on your second memory fold?"

"Right." Yang Zhi smiles bitterly, " Bai Liu's memories are simply too complex, especially the folded parts, the two layers of memory cover down, I see many places are blurred and disconnected."

"All I know is that Bai Liu's second memory fold simply erased the existence of that Spades-like apparition."

"The current Bai Liu is not remembering meeting such a strange being when he was eighteen; his memories would be of studying normally, taking his entrance exams and then going to university."

Kong Xuyang became more and more puzzled: "So, there is a top player who can modify and collapse memories, and went to a lot of trouble just to make Bai Liu forget his own imaginary [friend] who looks exactly like Spades, as you call him?"

Yang Zhi nods.

"This is too strange ......" Kong Xuyang wrinkled his brow and tsked, "What god player has the leisure to put this kind of effort into a retard who can only score 300 or so in high school? "

But Kong Xuyang didn't dwell on the question for long, asking eagerly, "Where is Bai Liu's third memory fold?

" Bai Liu's third memory fold has not been thoroughly digested by me and I can only see some generalities."

"This memory overlap happened when Bai Liu graduated from college and had just started working." Yang Zhi closed her eyes, clenching her fists and sweating at the corners of her forehead to recall hard, "...... It was almost the year before."

" Bai Liu seemed to have suffered ...... something very unpleasant, his memory was in disarray ...... he seemed to have been spinning in the hospital." Yang Zhi closed his eyes tightly as he seemed to sink into the world of Bai Liu's memories, his chest rising and falling violently, sweat dripping from his jaw.

"There was a strong smell of disinfectant everywhere, and Bai Liu seemed to be sitting on a bench outside the ward with his hands bloody and his head down, in a very emotional ......"

Yang Zhi's breath caught quite a bit faster, his hands shook uncontrollably, his face went white and red for a while, and he described it in a tone that was almost dry, "...... strong."

Kong Xuyang grinned and rubbed his chin, "The year before last? I happened to be playing pre-season at that time and won all the way to the challenge."

"In that case, Bai Liu, I've had a good time when this guy has had the worst of it."

"Maybe that's the difference between a successful person and a loser." Kong Xuyang sighed hypocritically and spread his hands.

Yang Zhi is completely absorbed in the memory of Bai Liu and does not respond to Kong Xuyang.

It was as if he had fallen into a lake with a frozen surface, and he could only vaguely hear a little of Kong Xuyang's smugness, but was unable to think about the meaning of these sounds at all.

The memory of Bai Liu's ice-cold emotions rushing towards Yang Zhi's limbs was so strong that Yang Zhi could not move, as if he was sinking under water with his eyes open, almost suffocating.

Bai Liu sits motionless on a bench at the end of the corridor, his hands clasped against his slumped head, orange juice dripping from the ends of his hair, and a bag of battered oranges at his feet.

Bai Liu's white shirt and shoes are splattered with blood, and a bloodstained baseball bat rests on the back of the chair next to Bai Liu.

The noise of the crowd is cut off by an invisible noise barrier, and Yang Zhi can only hear the faintest of conversations.

"...... was so bad that it was hit directly by a motorbike."

"Looks like it's still a kindergarten teacher ......"

"Kindergarten teacher? Was it that thing today where a bunch of speeders drove straight into the kindergarten?!"

"You remember wrong, right? Which there is this thing, is a kindergarten teacher after work on the road found a group of flying car people surrounded a person, the courage to save others was knocked away, was directly fallen several meters, said the intestines are out ......"

"The person was taken to A&E this afternoon and hasn't even come out yet ......"

Yang Zhi saw Bai Liu, sitting on the bench, slowly tightening his hand against his head, tightening it to the point where his knuckles turned white.

The sickening intensity of the emotions emanating from Bai Liu's body made Yang Zhi's mind wander once again, and the steady stream of chatter from the men next to him was familiar in a trance-like way.

Flying cars, kindergartens, crimes that seem to happen but are erased ......

Yang Zhi comes to mind.

He felt as if a block in his memory had been folded and forced open by Bai Liu's strong emotional impact.

There seems to be such a thing.

...... is against which team? Yang Zhi still can't remember.

They have targeted so many people, and with the need to erase traces of reality after each crime, remembering the face of the victim at the end of the day is just a very impatient thing to do.

However, they also document the tragedy of the victims with photographs for easy access to the merits and to send to rival teams for the purpose of disturbing emotions.

But the strange thing is that this kindergarten teacher who was clearly attacked by them didn't even leave a record of the photo.

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

But he can't remember who did it, and now these modified memories are finally unfolding completely under the resonance of Bai Liu's memory.

Yang Zhi looks slowly at Bai Liu.

They had attacked Bai Liu, along with this kindergarten teacher, as a well-connected and important figure in some warring tactician's attack.

Kong Xuyang likes to prepare for his attacks with multiple hands, so he only sent a picture of the kindergarten teacher to the other tactician, saying he was going to attack the woman, but in fact even her friend, Bai Liu, who was only twenty-two years old, was on the attack list.

It was a rather unsuccessful attack.

The woman was so outrageous that she was clearly a kindergarten teacher, yet she was quite strong and physically capable, jumping straight down from the first floor with one hand propped up against the window.

As if in an action scene, the woman casually copied a baseball bat from the wall and, with precision and accuracy, accomplished the feat of rounding up a group of bikers by herself.

They returned in defeat and had to offer points to erase the attack on the kindergarten.

Kong Xuyang was already on the field, but luckily he had a plan B for them in advance - an attack on Bai Liu.

They turn their heads and go round the off-duty Bai Liu, but the woman is too perceptive.

She sensed who they were going to turn around to attack and drove an electric bike directly behind them, racing to stop people.

The electric car was hard and she was raced like a racing motorbike, mainly because she was alone with a baseball bat in front of her and no one dared to run ahead of her without a fight

But they had ambushed someone directly on Bai Liu's side earlier, so even if they ran fast, they still got it.

When Bai Liu walked around the corner of a dark and deserted alleyway with a bag of oranges from work, the men they had already ambushed rushed directly behind Bai Liu.

A dozen cars, each weighing several hundred kilos, could have whisked Bai Liu into a puddle of mush.

When the car over there started to rush over, their side rushed over and the woman was still more than ten meters away from Bai Liu, this distance is too late to warn, save or reinforce, things have become a foregone conclusion.

But the woman was tough as nails.

In order to protect Bai Liu, she didn't stop at all, she drove the electric bicycle at full speed, side-stepped Bai Liu and collided with the motorbike behind him, and was knocked out.