It was just a simple word ‘location’, but countless thoughts flashed through Master Ling Yun’s mind in an instant. From an analysis of Wu Rong’s character to the impact of what happened tonight, he was in a very complicated mood now, just like social animals who still received work related news from their bosses during their private time after work hours.
Master Ling Yun hesitated for too long, the tattered bandages all over the room trembled and were spliced together again. There was no light in the room, and the phone was the only light. A small piece of bandage that had just been put together sneaked up from the shadows and quickly poked on the phone screen. After being viciously grabbed by Ling Yun, it kept twisting.
“Hurry up, the king is waiting!”
Stupid stuff!
Master Ling Yun felt that sooner or later he would be pissed off by the Coffin Old Man, so he rolled up the small bandage and stuffed it into the crack of the bed. He stared at his phone with a sad face. Just now the bandage was poking on the dialog box, if Wu Rong was looking at the phone, he would see the small characters of “the other party is typing”. Even if Ling Yun pretended that he was asleep and didn’t see it, it wouldn’t work.
Unable to hide any longer, he typed two words cautiously as if he was facing an enemy.
[I am here.]
In the end Ling Yun felt that the conversation was too blunt, so he typed again.
[Is there a problem? ]
“Hey, I don’t know who you’re making that sad face for.”
A strange and mysterious sound came from the crack of the bed. The Coffin Old Man’s body was still filling in as Fei Chen, so Ling Yun left a few bandages as communication. The gray bandage that had just been roughly stuffed into the crack of the bed crawled out, and it looked like it had been soaked in an old jar, full of vinegar.
“At any rate, you’ve already come clean with the king, so there’s nothing to be anxious about. If I were you, I’d be happy to jump off the stairs on the spot.”
“Don’t talk, your vinegar smell has suffocated me.”
Master Ling Yun was ruthless, waiting for Wu Rong’s news with his mobile phone. Sighing in his heart, he couldn’t help saying: “You don’t understand.”
The Coffin Old Man was just used to being stupid, and Wu Rong didn’t express his opinion, how could it look like he came clean? Master Ling Yun felt like a little girl who just fell in love. He obviously has feelings for the other, and he also hinted at it, but the man simply doesn’t confess and doesn’t give him a title. No one could stand it, worrying about gains and losses all day long was not as good as being joyful.
“With the king’s personality, there is no rush.”
Master Ling Yun talked to himself, as if he was comforting the Coffin Old Man, but also consoling himself. In his previous life, he was able to become the third leader in the Ghost Country as a human being, so of course he knew the truth that things should not be rushed. It was the feeling of the soul contract appearing at that moment that made Master Ling Yun feel numb. He must gain Wu Rong’s trust as soon as possible and return to his side, so that he could make a better judgment.
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“Great Tiankeng, why is the King suddenly interested in the Great Tiankeng?”
The small bandage twisted and turned, and the entire bandage lay on the phone screen, as if this would allow him to get closer to Wu Rong. Suddenly it tensed and stiffened like iron, and its voice darkened instantly: “Could it be because of the heavenly ghosts?!”
“There are still three years until the Seven Tiankeng Tiot.”
Master Ling Yun didn’t confirm or deny, but carefully considered, stepping on the edge of being struck by lightning, he told Wu Rong some basic information about the Great Tiankeng.
“They can’t get out now.”
“Hmph, if the main body can’t come out, it’s not necessarily impossible for them to split their soul.”
The Coffin Old Man’s tone was menacing: “Don’t say you didn’t see the stone carving head the King got in Tiankeng No. 444?”
“Heavenly ghosts are bound by the Tiankeng, there should not be reborn people among them.”
Master Ling Yun subconsciously retorted, but then fell silent. He had always firmly believed that people like Wu Rong and Fu Qing who have greatly influenced the future of the world cannot be reborn. Because of this they couldn’t reveal a little bit of the future in front of Wu Rong, otherwise they would be struck by lightning.
But tonight, the soul bond suddenly revived, and Master Ling Yun couldn’t figure out why. He was silent now, but the little bandage was very active, and it kept beeping: “Old man, don’t you feel that there’s something wrong with the ghost on the King’s body?”
“You know the King’s physique. Even I can’t leave ghost marks on the King’s body. I’m afraid I will be swallowed if I live in his body.”
“But what is the origin of that ghost? He can even change the king’s left arm! This is too bizarre and unusual. Besides coming out of the Tiankeng, what other possibilities are there?”
Wrong.
Master Ling Yun still felt that something was wrong, but what the Coffin Old Man said was indeed true. Wu Rong had a special physique, even if he had not yet awakened after death, it was impossible for him to become a ghost raiser. But now it was obvious that there was a ghost in his body, and his strength was at least at the level of a ghost king. No wonder the Coffin Old Man went mad tonight. Compared to human beings, no matter what lifetime it was, they feared the ghosts of the Great Tiankeng more than human beings.
“Leave this to me.”
Before the bandage could speak again, Master Ling Yun suppressed its words, with a solemn and serious expression: “Don’t let what happened tonight happen again. You must act as this Dharma King well, and I want you to observe a Holy Wedge meeting.”
In his previous life, Master Ling Yun had no impression of this organization, and even during the chaotic period where all the heroes came together, he had no impression of the existence of the Holy Wedge Society. But those who can relate to the secrets of the Great Tiankeng were undoubtedly powerful existences. Such an organization was either completely wiped out by accident, or it was extremely powerful and well hidden. Or just like the Witch Society, it was founded by a reborn person like him.
Master Ling Yun didn’t know what to do, the feeling that things were out of control made him panic and even after seeing Wu Rong reply [ok], Ling Yun was still restless and trembling. After turning off the mobile phone, he had to make Yin and Yang divination calculations as a conditioned reflex.
“Old man, Hongxiu knows that the King is in Jieyang.”
What the little bandage strip said made Ling Yun’s usually steady hand tremble, and he almost dropped the hexagram plate.
“She’s smarter than me. If you asked me to hide it from her, I couldn’t hide it. I just gave her the account of the King’s live broadcast room. But that won’t work either. Hongxiu said that she will settle accounts with you when the time comes.”
The Coffin Old Man was a very straight man, he smacked his lips, and stabbed another knife into Ling Yun’s little heart full of holes: “She also sent you a bill. Since when did you owe her hundreds of billions? How come I didn’t know?”
“…You don’t need to know.”
Master Ling Yun was expressionless, stiff like a sculpture, his fingers trembling while holding the hexagram plate and his handsome face showed the vicissitudes of seeing through the world of mortals.
“Well.”
“It’s all a debt owed in our previous life.”
“Damn it, it’s too bad!”
Early the next morning, Huang Mao’s shocked voice was transmitted to Wu Rong through the blood contract connection: “Brother Rong, you don’t know, the fan list of your live broadcast last night was full of blood and rain! It suddenly happened when a big fan named Xiao Hong, forcibly knocked down your original No. 1 fan!”
“Fuck, I don’t understand the world of local tyrants. It’s not just the number one list. Go and have a look. The list goes from top to bottom with Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong Hong, Xiao Hong Hong Hong… all the way to Xiao Hong x20! They can’t all be the same as the original Xiao Hong account, right? They are dominating the rankings, it’s terrifying! A mental breakdown happened in your fanbase, and you’ll have to check it out later.”
Wu Rong had no time now as Fu Qing came out of the bathroom. A cocoon made of condensed Yang Qi formed last night, and it just broke in the early morning. Wu Rong was afraid of disturbing Fu Qing, but seeing that he was still wearing the Taoist robe from last night, completely soaked, Wu Rong couldn’t help frowning, and quickly walked towards him.
“How’s your body?”
Seeing that Fu Qing’s eyes were not as good as before, Wu Rong was worried: “You didn’t stay in the bathtub all night, right?”
As he spoke, he subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to touch Fu Qing’s forehead to test his temperature. But halfway through his movement, Wu Rong suddenly remembered what happened last night. He blamed it as being an accident, an accident caused by excess Yang Qi, but in the end it still had an impact. Wu Rong realized that he could no longer touch Fu Qing without thoughts like in the past, but now when he got close, on the back of his neck an unbearable heat emerged.
He should wait for some time, and after a while, everything would return to normal.
Wu Rong suppressed all the abnormalities in his heart, but his eyes became colder, and no one could find out what was going on in his heart. The hand that was just extended was about to be retracted, but at that moment, Fu Qing stepped forward, grabbed Wu Rong’s wrist, and placed his hand on his forehead.
“Nothing.”
As expected of Fu Qing, he soaked in cold water for a whole night and was still healthy the next day, his forehead wasn’t hot at all. Losing the decisive occasion, Wu Rong couldn’t help but relax when he faced Fu Qing’s still limpid eyes. I think I’ve thought too much. When Yin and Yang meet, it’s easy to cause a reaction, it was just the natural instinct of Yin and Yang.
“It’s fine.”
Wu Rong relaxed a little, he withdrew his hand, and urged Fu Qing to change clothes. Only then did he realize that this was not where Fu Qing lived.
“Change into mine first, it’s clean.”
Seeing that Fu Qing’s hair was stuck in the crooked hair crown, Wu Rong took it off, smoothed his long, wet hair, frowned and said seriously: “You have to find your lost soul soon.”
From the time they met to the present, Fu Qing had never been keen on finding his lost soul. But what happened last night sounded an alarm in Wu Rong. This time, it was just an advanced change of the Zhengyang Fire, which could be suppressed by relying on his blood. But Fu Qing was constantly getting stronger, and the disadvantage of losing his soul would always become more and more serious.
When it was time for Fu Qing to change clothes, Bai Gu and the others came. It was not yet six o’clock, Huang Mao and Su Xiaomi had deep dark circles under their eyes, and they looked very weak. The two salted fish brothers hugged each other when they entered the door as they felt a little afraid of Bai Gu. Bai Gu’s smile could make them shiver, which was obviously something that was caused by a deep psychological shadow.
You don’t need to know Wu Rong to know that when he first came to Jieyang, he killed the Old Man Yan. Bai Gu didn’t kill Tan Yueyue and others from the Zhou family’s lineage, but only put the Wool Gu on them. Last night, Tan Yueliang and Deng San couldn’t help but come to their door, and they must have given Bai Gu satisfactory news. It’s estimated that the detoxification scene was too bloody and terrifying, scaring Huang Mao and the others.
Sure enough, what Bai Gu brought was not only the message sent to Wu Rong last night, but also an ordinary-looking black hairpin.
“This is one of the relics of the Daytime Empress. Zhou Xinhong gave it to Tan Yueyue and asked him to use it to find that…”
In the middle of speaking, Bai Gu suddenly got stuck. Bai Gu with his emotional self-regulation quality, was stuck, let alone Huang Mao and Su Xiaomi, who were all staring at the stairs dumbfounded.
Wu Rong looked over and saw Fu Qing walking down the stairs wearing a slightly short black T-shirt and black trousers with loose hair.
Editor: Cloud Chip Cake
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Fu Qing in casual clothes with his hair open must look really good~ Oh, and probably very similar to Nan, haha!
Thank you for the chapter.
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Thanks for the chapter!!
Wu Rong, the hell you’re doing! 🤣 Can’t don’t touch a woman’s waist and a man’s hair! 🤣 And if you do, it means stuff!
Also, Fu Qing, the hell you’re doing showing up with your hair loose, without checking whether Wu Rong is alone! That’s a private view okay?
Thanks for the update ❤️
“If the main body can’t get out it is possible to split their soul”……. come on buddy there’s a big hint for you with you big suspicious brain you can’t think ghost reacts to Tiankeng +looks like FQ,+ FQ missing soul is sus AF?
This is super late, but, I have to say that Ling Yun didn’t tell Xiao Rong that information. He was talking with the Old man about it bcz like he said earlier and before this that they can’t tell Xiao Rong about the information that they have or they would be punished via lightening.
Lol, they all thought Wu Rong attacked Fu Qing