My wrist was suddenly loosened, and the Corpse Ghost raised its arms, grabbing Old Gong's head.
She flung it upwards suddenly!
Old Gong's head, though pulled off the Corpse Ghost's neck, stuck to her hand and couldn't be shaken off, as if it were like a dog's skin ointment.
Suddenly, the pale-white mist appeared around the sides of the coffin.
Enshrouding the Corpse Ghost.
Old Gong disappeared……
The mist was so thick and fierce, I too felt the sensation of weightlessness.
Suddenly, a flash of flowers appeared in front of me. When I regained my vision, what I saw before me was a tall, familiar-yet-strange ceiling, and a room with a vintage and antique atmosphere.
The warmth of steam surrounded and enveloped me……
Apart from that, only silence!
I sat up abruptly, looking down at my waist.
The red-and-white nightpot was still there, but Old Gong was nowhere to be seen……
My complexion turned grim instantly.
Earlier, it was clear that Old Gong was trying to control the Corpse Ghost? But it resulted in a backlash, sending him into the Nightmare Fiend Pit? And as a side effect, I was also dragged in?
No, it's not that simple.
Old Gong first mentioned the Corpse Ghost, who was without a head or a soul, not even a ghost.
He also said she was a lingering sentiment, and that this lingering sentiment wanted to be the master's subordinate.
This revealed several key pieces of information.
The first piece of information is something I know. There is a faint soul in the Corpse Ghost's body, and her main soul is trapped in the Nightmare Fiend Pit.
The headless woman should have been separated from Old Gong by the Qin family and left to protect me.
That lingering sentiment sent everyone else into the Nightmare Fiend Pit, clearly wanting them to die at the hands of the main part of her soul.
And she controlled the Corpse Ghost's body to fulfill the wedding contract with me.
What kind of effect will this situation have?
After the wedding contract was fulfilled, she would become Qiu Yoyo, transitioning from lingering sentiment to the master?
This is indeed exactly what I had suspected……
Qiu Yoyo was divided into three parts, each with independent thoughts and choices.
I shook my head vigorously, throwing aside the excessive distractions, and slid off the bed.
To the left was a screen, and a mist of warmth drifted over.
In the center of the room stood a square table made of solid wood, intricately carved with simple patterns. At the desk by the window lay a sheet of white paper, with an inkstone and a brush on it.
On the wooden wardrobe by the right wall, a peachwood sword hung.
The last time……I entered the Nightmare Fiend Pit and ended up in this room.
This time, it was the same.
Accident, or a fixed pattern?
No, I always feel that it's different.
Others might randomly appear in a certain location.
I have a wedding contract with Qiu Yoyo.
The Qiu Yoyo in this Nightmare Fiend Pit has been repeatedly searching for her head.
It's like she's trapped in a certain obsession and can't wake up.
She can't wake up, so her soul can't leave, and that's why there's a lingering sentiment in the Corpse Ghost's body!
So my appearance here must have some meaning!
My intuition tells me that if I want to safely take Zhu Ying away, I can't be as reckless as last time.
Otherwise, it may result in another outcome, where I leave the dreamland alone and Zhu Ying is left behind.
Moreover, this time it's not just Zhu Ying, but also Zhu Qi.
If Old Gong were still with me, it would definitely be much better.
He consumed Wu Zhongkuan, and there have been significant changes.
Beforehand, he could intimidate the Corpse Ghost and force it to place us in the Nightmare Fiend Pit.
The situation has already unfolded, and there is no room for assumption.
I first walked to the wardrobe's position.
I took down the peachwood sword from the wardrobe.
In hand, it's a faint warmth, as if it's like water and milk.
In the next moment, it was another strange sensation.
The peachwood sword trembled violently, detaching itself from my hand and thudding back onto the cabinet door……
I furrowed my brows.
This feeling is like something that's mine, but as I touch it more, I realize it's not……
I tried touching the peachwood sword again.
This time, the peachwood sword fell to the ground with a clatter.
When I picked it up again, there was no warmth, no feeling of blending like water and milk. It was like an inanimate object.
The peachwood sword is a Daoist item with the effect of dispelling evil spirits.
Although the nightmare is illusory, the Fiend Pit is real. In this place where illusion and reality alternate, it's uncertain whether the peachwood sword will be effective.
After a moment's thought, I stabbed the peachwood sword into Old Gong's night pot.
A faint sound, and immediately a cloud of white smoke rose up.
I quickly withdrew my hand, and the red-and-white night pot had a burnt mark on it.
My heart began to pound wildly.
I carefully hung the peachwood sword at my waist.
By chance, I picked up a Daoist magical artifact!
I walked to the desk by the window and looked at the sheet of white paper, inkstone, and brush above it.
The white paper wasn't pure white; there was a faint ink stain, as if someone had left a stroke but didn't complete the writing.
This room...
The room itself should be a Daoist's.
The Daoist should have a deep relationship with Qiu Yoyo?
I was sent to this room because I should be a Yang Spirit, and I should have been a Daoist.
Just that, I have a body, but no fate.
What I carry in my body is not the Yang Spirit's command, but Lu Huan's overworld command, as well as the plague and pestilence granted by the earth's qi.
There doesn't seem to be anything useful in this room, nor any information.
I had wanted to find some clues, but now it seems like a vain hope.
Taking a shallow breath, I raised my index finger, cut it a little, and pressed it onto the night pot.
Coldness surged from the night pot instantly, enveloping my body.
I shivered, and my vision became blurry.
What I saw was a red room.
The curtains, wardrobe, and dressing table.
The walls were decorated with red characters for "wedding," and red silk ribbons were tied to the ceiling.
By tilting my eyes slightly, my vision cleared, and everything inside the room was fully visible.
No... it's not my eyes moving, but Old Gong!
I can sense it, and I feel it as if it were happening to me.
"Old Gong..." I whispered.
The view slightly shifted, looking towards the door.
The subsequent view fluctuated, and with a glance, I could see the broken neck lying on the ground, then getting up and moving towards the door.
Old Gong wants to leave the current room and find me through a mystical connection?！
Earlier, I found him in Ji Family Village through this connection!
For a moment, I heaved a great sigh of relief!
The somewhat unreliable Old Gong who came here last time.
This time, he is truly reliable, saving me the trouble of going out to look for him.
With Old Gong's abilities, plus my understanding of this place from last time, it would be easy to find the previous main hall.
By relying on finding Zhu Yanhong and Zhu Qiqi through Old Gong, we can find a way to leave!
Although it's different from the original plan when I first entered this place, as long as the situation is stable and improving, it's not too bad!
Soon, Old Gong reached the threshold.
He jumped up again, as if he wanted to smash the door.
But this time, when Old Gong jumped up, he didn't fall back down……
In fact, he didn't even hit the door!
His head was constantly rising higher, no longer resembling the arc of a jump...
I had a different feeling, like there were hands holding and supporting the head, no, the head of Old Gong.
"Complete... Complete..." Old Gong's voice tone was dry, but it carried a trace of terror.
