that, hehehe…”The wicked grin of that old hag always makes me blush. Even if she doesn't say a word, just that sound is like a pile of mosaic pictures drilling into my head from my ears.Jiang Qiyun s..."Xiao Qiao, Mu Xiao Qiao…"

"Why are you crying so much Why not try a different way to let the water out of your body"

"Well... I love you too..."

"A day without holding you, my hands feel empty..."

"I cannot see through, Xiao Qiao, I still cannot see through."

Rise clouds, rise clouds… how could you possibly break through, I'm almost possessed too!

I suddenly opened my eyes, feeling a wave of dizziness. The blurry images before me gradually settled down.

The room was still empty, he was nowhere to be found.

His words, spoken softly in my ear, echoed in my mind.

When he is present, love becomes a languid and peaceful embrace.

At other times, when the spirit and soul are without a master, it is like madness to think about it.

Isn't this obsession When a person calms down, their mind is full of him, as if they were going crazy.

I once dreamed of a black city, towering and majestic, seeming to merge with the dark mountains that connected heaven and earth. Its gates were shut tight, radiating an air of cold and chilling solemnity.

That is the legendary Blood Pool Hell, a symbol of karmic retribution from the mortal world and the power of underworld karma. It is where the evil thoughts and desires of both the yin and yang realms converge.

Before, Bai Wu Chang said that Jiang Qi Yun was punished to go to Xue Hu (Blood Lake) to atone for his sins as a lotus, in order to lighten his karma. That Blood Lake should be right here.

If that's really the case... when will he be back

That faint chill appeared again. I turned my head to look at the edge of the bed beside me, he was gone...

But this feeling, it's like lightly touching his cool skin, lingering faintly beside me.

What can I do How can I get close to him

How can mortals achieve the state of refining Qi to become Gods, refining Gods to return to the Void How can they travel through the Three Realms and interact with others without the constraints of Yin and Yang, allowing them to stay together eternally

The next morning as I was leaving, my brother looked at me with worry: "Xiao Qiao... you look like you're about to become an immortal..."

I smiled wryly, this phrase was so familiar. Previously, the disciples who studied together with me at the Shen family every morning would also joke like this, saying that Miss Mu practiced during the day and cultivated at night, she was almost going to become an immortal.

Back then, I was tired physically. Now, I'm tired mentally.

"...Don't worry, we're going to Qingyudao Temple now. It's only the third day today, and the corpse poison should be able to be removed... Afterward, ask Old Madam Shen, she might know how to connect with the underworld." My brother rubbed my head.

I nodded and went into the nursery to kiss the two babies. Grandma was so startled that she couldn't sleep all night. Uncle Chengsu slept on the floor in her room, keeping her company and watching over the babies.

Yu Guiwei slightly raised her eyelids, her small mouth pouted and moved. You Nan was still as calm as ever. I thought that mothers all over the world, seeing their newborn babies, would inevitably smile like this

So cute, a new life, pure and innocent, soft and adorable.

The situation is very bad for Tanlang, I want to send him to the hospital. Cheng Bansxian shook his head and said: "In this case, if you go to the hospital, you will be pushed to the intensive care unit. I can't follow to the intensive care unit to remove the poison for him. His seven souls are damaged, he needs to quickly use the power of immortals... otherwise, he can only be on life support."

Time was tight, we packed our things and hurried downstairs. Lin Yanqin was already waiting at the door.

"What are you doing here" my brother glared at her.

Miss Lin blushed a little, but she still raised her head and straightened her chest with dignity: "I'm going with you too."

"What are you doing there!" My brother frowned. "That place could be contagious, just go home and wait for us to get back before you come play again."

Miss Lin gave a slight sneer and whispered, "If I don't go, how will you get into the mountains My brother told me to come with you... The police and local government have blocked off the roads. Without special connections, how could they let you in"

Well, that's certainly a problem.

My brother hurried to open the trunk and looked at the chemical protective suits Uncle Cheng had prepared for us. There were so many sets, more than enough for Miss Lin's set.

"Alright, then you have to listen to me and don't act like a teenager causing trouble!" My brother said to her sternly, but he reached out affectionately and took her hand, leading her to the car. He opened the back door for her, watched her get in before closing it.

Hmph... Tough talk.

I gave him a withering look. He was still putting on a brave face, but come on! Miss Lin had slept in his bed twice already! Twice!

He's never brought anyone home before! This treatment is already special, but he still acts tough and won't tell me a word about his feelings.

Lin Yanqin has two sides to her. She can naturally put on the airs of a noble lady in front of outsiders, just like when we first met. At first glance, she looked like a wealthy young miss.

But toward familiar people, like family and us, she's actually quite well-behaved and polite. She's just a little naive, or maybe a bit of a middle schooler... The excitement in her eyes when she saw my brother agree to take her was impossible to hide.

I whispered, "This place isn't fun at all, it's very dangerous. The corpse poison can kill you. Don't take it lightly."

She pursed her lips and nodded: "I know it's dangerous... but I'm so excited! — Yun Fan agreed to take me!"

Yun Fan I raised an eyebrow, this name is a bit too sweet.

"Oh... I secretly brought a gun. My brother said if there's a zombie attack, just shoot them, but don't aim for the head." She quietly pulled up her long shirt, a small black handgun tucked behind her waist.

You better not let my brother know, or he'll teach you what "accidental discharge" means again.

We saw roadblocks and checkpoints set up by traffic police on the way to Qingyudao Temple.

Miss Lin got off the car to negotiate, and soon our vehicle was inspected and passed; when we reached the foot of the mountain, the atmosphere of being on high alert was very tense, with armed soldiers guarding the road.

Our car can't go into the mountains, and we need to check our bodies and backpacks.

"Hey brother, you've got a lot of contraband there! Just missing a gun!" A warrior chuckled at my brother's backpack.

"Don't be ridiculous, you know it's dangerous in there. Do you expect me to pacify terrorists with love!" My brother snatched his backpack back.

My backpack is even funnier. A young soldier didn't know what a breast pump was, he held it dumbfounded for a long time, saying he needed to ask his superiors. As a result, he was reprimanded by Lin Yanqin who treated him as a "special agent".

After much struggle, we finally reached the mountain. At the foot of the mountain gate, a man leaned against it. When he saw us appear, he trembled with excitement: "Miss Mu! Miss Mu's leader! You... you actually came back!"

He was so agitated that his steps faltered, it was clear he was under immense mental strain.

"Grandmother Shen is in charge. Yesterday, a helicopter airdropped water and food. Grandmother Shen made everyone who was splashed with black blood stay in the back mountain guest rooms...and warned us not to leave the Taoist temple grounds. If we try to escape, we'll be shot! We...we did something wrong, didn't we To deserve this!" The Daoist priest trembled, tears streaming down his face.

The karmic retribution of mortals, their birth and death in the human world, if all beings here die with such resentment and are exploited by malicious individuals who use the anger of vengeful spirits, how long can those in power remain securely seated on their thrones

Old Mrs. Shen's aged voice rang out at the mountain gate: "I told you so, there's always a way out, and a savior will always come…"illing intent.”Killing intentI swallowed nervously. Could this old man be a criminalIt's unlikely. Although he has a very bad temper, his sharp eyes, imposing presence, and thunderous voice that seems...