Yinshan Village

"If you can't borrow Yin Qi here, can you go back to the tomb? You are also a descendant of the Zombie Taoist." Mu Sicheng looked up and asked.

Bai Liu shook his head, "It is best not to, that zombie Taoist is the key time to gather Yin Qi, I am at this time in its tomb to borrow Yin Qi to make money, then it is not borrowing, it is robbing, it will make a grudge."

"Then shall we abandon this mission?" Mu Sicheng couldn't take the breath, his face was so heavy that it was almost dripping with water.

Mu Sicheng said, looking 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 Mu Sicheng cannot understand, a smile that does not reach the corners of his mouth or the bottom of his eyes, but inexplicably makes people feel that Bai Liu is relaxed and dangerous at this moment.

"No need." Bai Liu looked up at Mu Sicheng with a smile, "Waiting until now to grab it, you're quite calm."

Mu Sicheng reacted for a moment, staring at Bai Liu's expression of anticipation and hesitantly asked, "You wouldn't be ...... intentionally pushing Kong Xuyang and the others first, and then inducing them to come and rob you of your quest, would you?"

Bai Liu blinks innocently, "How? How could I have thought someone would be so bad as to steal someone else's mission."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

In short, he couldn't understand every step Bai Liu took, and now he couldn't tell whether Bai Liu was doing it on purpose or just pretending to be stupid.

"Then do you still want to do it, this mission?" Mu Sicheng frowned, "But as it is, according to you, this mission can't be done."

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

Mu Sicheng holds the camera down, and the dark green glowing screen illuminates seven rectangular pits lined up neatly at his feet.

These pits are of uniform size and specifications, and in front of them there are marble tombstones with black-and-white photographs of the seven old men in the temple.

Mu Sicheng was so shocked that he almost stepped into the pit, holding the camera up and staggering on tiptoe to take several steps backward in succession, and asked with trepidation, "Is this ...... the grave pit where the seven old men were dug up but have not yet had time to be buried?"

Bai Liu nods, "Kong Xuyang borrowed the yin qi of the other ancestors I buried here, but there were seven others he didn't borrow."

"Because these seven people haven't been buried yet!" Mu Sicheng reacted extremely fast this time, he happily gave Bai Liu an elbow and raised his eyebrows, "Yes Bai Liu, your brain is turning quite fast, are you planning to use the yin qi from the burial of these seven people to borrow money?"

Bai Liu unceremoniously dodged Mu Sicheng's elbow strike and replied with a smile, "I do intend to."

"But Kong Xuyang didn't fail to take the Yin Qi of these seven old people into consideration, he didn't leave me too big a hole that I could drill." Bai Liu turned to look at the empty graves of these seven old people, "According to the normal, probability that nothing will happen funeral procedures, the burial is to be after the first seven days, but the first seven days ......"

"But once the seventh day of the head arrives, the Daoist zombie goes berserk!" Mu Sicheng thought of that too, and his face sank, "Shit, what then?"

"Since the normal funeral procedure won't work, let's go with the abnormal funeral procedure." Bai Liu glanced 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 didn't hold back a gulp at the thought of having to go back to the village, "...... back to the village at dawn, so what are we doing now?"

"The night is dark and windy, a good time to dig a grave." Bai Liu laughed with a cloudy smile as he patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder and walked forward, "Let's go, let's see which grave is the one we want to dig."

Mu Sicheng even a very good physical strength, often sports runners, now listen to Bai Liu this also a little weak legs, on the one hand because of running all night, physical strength is indeed not quite enough, on the other hand is ......

He swept a glance at the hills, the eerie assortment of graves, took a deep breath, held up his camera, and followed with a sad expression that there was no going back:

"Bai Liu, why don't you walk slower, if you step on something ......"

The other end.

Kong Xuyang crouched against Yang Zhi's shoulder, his brow furrowed as he asked, "Bai Liu the second time your memory folded you could see so much?"

"Right." Yang Zhi smiled bitterly, "Bai Liu's memories are simply too complicated, especially the folded part, two layers of memories covered down, I can see that a lot of it is blurry and intermittent."

"All I know is that Bai Liu's second memory fold simply erased the presence of that Spades-looking ghost."

"Now Bai Liu is not to remember meeting such a strange being when he was eighteen; his memories would be of studying normally, taking high school entrance exams, and then going to college."

Kong Xuyang became more and more puzzled: "That is to say, a top player who can modify and fold memories has gone through a lot of trouble just to make Bai Liu forget about the one in his memories that he had fantasized about, the [friend] that looks exactly like Spades, as you said?"

Yang Zhi nods.

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

But Kong Xuyang doesn't dwell on this question for long, as he eagerly presses, "What about Bai Liu's third memory fold?!"

"I haven't thoroughly digested Bai Liu's third memory fold yet, and I can only see some generalizations."

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

"Bai Liu seems to have suffered ...... something very bad, and his memory is in chaos ...... He seems to have been in the hospital." Yang Zhi closed his eyes tightly, he seemed to be immersed into the world of Bai Liu s memory, his chest rose and fell violently, and sweat dripped 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 head down and his hands bloody, in a very emotional ......"

Yang Zhi's breathing shortened quite a bit, his hands shook uncontrollably, his face flushed white and red for a moment, and he described it in a tone that was almost dry-heaving, "...... Intense."

Kong Xuyang hummed and rubbed his chin, "The year before last? I happened to be playing preseason at that time and won all the way to the Challenge."

"Put it this way, I've had a good time when this Bai Liu guy has had the worst time."

"Maybe this is the difference between successful people and losers." Kong Xuyang sighed hypocritically and spread his hands.

Yang Zhi was completely immersed in Bai Liu's memories and did not respond to Kong Xuyang.

It was as if he had fallen into a lake with a frozen surface, and he could only faintly hear a bit of Kong Xuyang's smug voice, but couldn't even think about what it meant.

The memory of Bai Liu's emotions, as cold as ice water, continued to rush towards Yang Zhi's limbs, the impact too strong for Yang Zhi to move, as if he were sinking in the water with his eyes open, nearly suffocating.

Yang Zhi slowly landed in the hospital corridor, the shadowy corridors were bustling with people, Bai Liu sat motionless on a bench at the end of the corridor, his hands clasped against his bowed head, orange juice dripping from the ends of his hair, a bag of broken oranges at his feet.

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

The noise of the people seemed to be cut off by some kind of invisible noise-canceling barrier, and Yang Zhi could only hear some faint conversations.

"...... It's too bad, directly hit by a motorcycle."

"It seems to be a kindergarten teacher as well ......"

"A kindergarten teacher? Is that that thing where a bunch of speeders drove right into a kindergarten today?!"

"You remember wrong, right? Which has this thing, is a kindergarten teacher off work on the road to find a group of speeding car people surrounded a person, the courage to save the person was hit by the fly, directly fell several meters, said intestines fell out ......"

"The man was taken to the emergency room this afternoon, and he's not even out yet. ......"

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

Bai Liu's body was so strong that it was sickening, Yang Zhi was once again confused, and the constant chatter of the men next to him made him feel familiar in a trance.

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

Yang Zhi remembered.

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

There seems to be such a thing.

What team was ...... playing against? Yang Zhi still can't remember.

They've targeted so many people, and with the need to erase traces of reality after each crime, remembering the victim's face at the end of the day is just one of those things that makes people impatient.

But they also document the misery of their victims with photographs for easy access to credits and to send to rival teams for the purpose of disturbing emotions.

But what's strange is that this kindergarten teacher, who they clearly attacked, didn't even leave a record of the photo.

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

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

Yang Zhi slowly looked toward Bai Liu.

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

Kong Xuyang likes to make multiple preparations for his sneak attacks, so he explicitly sends a photo of the kindergarten teacher to the other party's tactician, saying that he wants to attack this woman, but in fact, even the other party's friend, Bai Liu, who is only twenty-two years old, is on the list of people to be attacked.

That was a pretty failed attack.

That woman was so outrageous, a kindergarten teacher on the bright side, but her fighting and physical abilities were quite strong, she directly jumped down from the second floor with one hand propped up on the window.

As if she was filming an action scene, this woman casually copied a baseball bat from the wall, and steadily and accurately accomplished the feat of rounding up a group of bikers all by herself.

They came back in defeat and had to put up points to erase the attack on the kindergarten.

Kong Xuyang was already in the arena at the time, but luckily he had a plan B for them ahead of time - which was to attack Bai Liu.

They turned their heads to round up the off-duty Bai Liu, but the woman was too sharp.

Sensing who they were going to turn around and attack, she drove an e-bike right behind them and sped off to stop someone.

The electric car was hard she was raced like a speeding motorcycle, mainly because she was alone holding a baseball bat in front of her, and no one dared to run in front of her without a fight.

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

When Bai Liu carried a bag of oranges from work and walked to the corner of a dark alley with few people, the people they had already ambushed rushed straight past Bai Liu's back.

A dozen or so cars, each weighing several hundred kilograms, any one of them could have driven Bai Liu into a puddle.

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

But that woman is tough as hell.

In order to protect Bai Liu, she did not even bring to a stop, directly full speed on the battery car rushed over, side blocked in front of Bai Liu, and Bai Liu behind the motorcycle collision, was knocked out.