Chapter 127 Threat

Chapter 127 Threat

Chapter 127 Threat
Lingshan is separated from the world of the living by yin and yang, but Li Wuxiang still felt like a living person and broke out in cold sweats... It was so difficult to kill Zhao Kui before. He tried to kill him several times but couldn't because of the power of incense and vows. In fact, he hasn't killed it until now, but just temporarily isolated it in the illusion.

And Zhao Qi's "Blood God"...did he forget about it for a moment? Was there something that almost wiped it out completely?
Li Wuxiang took out the tablet of the Blood God from his stomach, lit three incense sticks and worshiped, then waited patiently for a while - he could feel the connection again, but it was extremely weak, and he didn't even know if it was an illusion.

Zeng Jianqiu, Pan Muyun, and Helian Ji could not do this. After all, Zhao Qi still had some popularity outside the parish. That was——

“No, no… don’t worship me now…” Zhao Qi’s voice finally rang out again, sounding extremely frightened, “Wait… wait… for another two or three days… come to us… don’t…”

The voice disappeared, and no matter how much Li Wuxiang recited in his heart, Zhao Qi did not respond.

"We" means that Zhao Qi is now with Zeng Jianqiu and the others - it was not the three swordsmen who almost killed him just now.

That should be the master who founded the mansion that Zhao Qi mentioned, Wu Meng? Are the cultivators of the spirit world so strong?
And he didn't ask me to worship him again... was it because he was being hunted? If I offered him incense, would it make him more noticeable at Lingshan?
Li Wuxiang was usually unwilling to put his fate in the hands of others, but at this critical moment, he finally felt a slight resentment in his heart - this external evil was too unreliable!

He has such a thing on his body. According to Zhao Qi, it may be the true spirit separated from Donghuang Taiyi, but he has no way to deal with the things in Lingshan!

The foreign evil didn't owe him anything... No, it owed him something! Li Wuxiang didn't know what it wanted to do after possessing him, but if it was really like what Zhao Qi saw, and it was a true spirit separated from Donghuang Taiyi, then it was most likely that it wanted him to free it from its suppression -

This idea, in Li Wuxiang's mind at this moment, is very similar to an ordinary person wanting to become the "king of the world", which is so far-reaching and grand that it is hard to imagine. But no matter whether it is true, or it is an external evil disguised as Taiyi, what is the current situation of this attitude?
It is of course good to have a safety net for your own life, but the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that this is an attitude of "If you can do it, that's the best. If you can't, I'll find someone else" - it's lying flat!
Think about it - those grandfathers of other people’s families that you saw in your previous life!

He temporarily suppressed the resentment in his heart, and sat cross-legged on the floor of the woodshed, his body rising and falling slightly, and he took three deep breaths like a human being, and then thought about the current situation -

Zeng Jianqiu, Pan Muyun, and Helian Ji are all trapped in Lingshan. They should be being hunted down together with Zhao Qi.

If these three had died in Lingshan, then even if he survived, his situation when he returned to the Sword Sect would probably be a bit awkward - his great-grandmaster Lou He was a spy, his master Zeng Jianqiu was dead, and it would be fine if nothing else happened to Mei Zhangjian, but if it really had something to do with Lou He... then all the living people in his lineage were traitors, and the dead one was Wu Meng's son. How should he stay in the Sword Sect?
As for Zhao Qi… Lingshan is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is probably the source of most of the magical powers in this world. I will definitely do a lot of things there in the future. With Zhao Qi staying there, I can trust him, and it will be much easier to do anything in the future. If he is gone this time, won’t I become a lonely person in the world again like when I first arrived in Jinshui?
Now I want to deal with Lou He. But how to do it then? Even the first step, lurking beside him, is extremely difficult. Wu Meng, the master of the Coffin City, has such great magical powers that he can bring people into the Lingshan Mountain to deal with it himself. I don't know what other arrangements he has made in the city. If things go wrong, we might be caught together.

He has never been afraid of taking risks, and even feels a little excited during the process. However, he obviously has a strong support team now! But he sits back and watches himself struggle in the outer world of Lingshan!

So Li Wuxiang no longer suppressed his resentment, but took Zhao Qi's tablet, sat cross-legged, and began to summon external evil in his heart.

After about ten breaths, as usual, there was no response at all.

So he spoke in his heart -

"Now I need your help. If you are Taiyi's true spirit, I won't force you to show up at Lingshan to help Zhao Qi and Zeng Jianqiu. You are afraid that the Six Sects of Xuan Sect will know that you are in Lingshan, right? I can understand. But you should have another way - tell me how to save them, in more detail and in a more reliable way. I can risk my life, but some risks are completely unnecessary, such as now."

Silence and no response.

"…Hey, you can't do this, can you? Even when I was in the place I came from, I walked up to my big boss and said a lot of things, but he completely ignored me, which was also very annoying. I said that I won't be like the people here, who are timid and fearful in front of you. Since you want me to help you, shouldn't we respect each other a little? An effective communication mechanism?"

After a longer period of silence, Li Wuxiang spoke again in his heart: "You ignore me? Fine. I'll tell you I've had enough, then listen to my other idea."

"Just now, Zhao Qi was almost killed by someone. It took me a long time to remember him and give him some incense, and then I heard his voice."

"Then do you know what I thought of? I wonder if there is a possibility that you are not the real Taiyi, but a wisp of his luck, a bit of his true spirit. If so, then you are just a bluffing name, no different from those mountain goblins and monsters who claim to be great gods. Otherwise, why do you only give me information and never give me magical powers? I don't think you are playing."

"So, my next thought is that you also need offerings, incense, and someone to remember you. Who in this world remembers you? I, Zhao Qi. Zhao Qi is a ghost now. I'm not sure if you can use the incense of a ghost, but I think you probably can't because he can't even protect himself."

"So, the only person in this world who knows that you are alive... in the world of the living is me. Without you, my situation won't be much worse than it is now. At most, I will die and be reincarnated. But without me, I guess you're doomed. Do you know why I think so?"

"A few times ago, when I came out of the stove and hadn't practiced much, you couldn't even speak, you could only give me your feelings. Even if you wanted to threaten me, you couldn't show any magical powers, but had to use my thoughts to make me want to chop off my own hands."

"When I left Deyang and reached the stage of Qi Refining, you were able to speak and told me to talk to myself. So I guess that as my cultivation became higher, you would have more ways to interact with me, right? The connection between you and me is not what I originally thought - you are high above me, and occasionally cast a glance at me to see how a little ant like me struggles to survive."

"Instead, it should be that we are one in life and I am your only believer and worshiper now! So don't just lie down! If you do, I will throw in the towel - I will go back to the illusion and wait for a year or two, until the restrictions of this coffin city are lifted. Then I will run away and take Xue Baoping to some remote place and never give a shit about you again!"

After saying this, an idea emerged in his mind - if his guess was wrong, and the evil outside brought down the wrath of thunder, he would be in great trouble. But he couldn't figure out whether it was his own idea or the evil outside, so he immediately suppressed it and sneered in his heart - would it be better to be caught by Wu Meng or Lou He? What Lou He wanted was the golden entanglement in his body. By then, he would not be able to die like a ball, so why would he be afraid of the wrath of thunder!
He waited a moment longer, but still no response.

So he began to try to recall a few fragments in his mind.

These fragments were different from his other memories. They could not be completely connected together. There were only sporadic fragments. He always found this very strange. Apart from the matter of "who he was before", most of his memories were systematic, like an edited drama, which was enough for him to understand what happened in that period of his life.

But only these fragments are as scattered as "who I was before" -

On both sides of the narrow street are old six-story buildings with old-fashioned aluminum windows. A considerable part of the pink exterior walls that were painted when they were built have peeled off.

The shops facing the street also have sliding aluminum alloy doors, black stains left on the door handles, single-layer glass covered with dust, scattered garbage and moss on both sides of the street, blocked sunlight, shadows on the narrow streets, and randomly placed bicycles and tricycles.

There was a green plastic sticker on the glass of a store. It had a few words with curled edges, but he couldn't remember them clearly. Among the fragments of his memory, there was only the vague word "Clinic".

Walls. Tall, painted green, white walls with a few nails sticking out, probably for hanging things. Banners? Yes, there are a few banners, the writing is unclear, "The Locksmith of the Soul"... "The Beacon in the Dark"...

A man was sitting opposite the table, which was covered with a thick green glass plate. He had a cigarette between his fingers, with smoke rising up. His face could not be seen clearly, but he was talking with a smile on his face.

He felt that he should be sitting opposite this person, and he could recall his emotions at that time, like a tired person lying on a soft and dry bed, like walking into a room from the howling cold wind and sitting by the fireplace, feeling comfortable and relaxed.

This feeling was extremely rare in his previous life, and existed almost only in these scattered fragments of his memories, the time he spent with a certain girl.

But Li Wuxiang couldn't remember who that person was. Was he a doctor? A psychologist? That's why there were such words on the banner.

He had tried to find out the identity of that person many times, but always failed. This time was no exception, he remembered that the person might be his friend, or he might not be.

There have been many people who have known each other for a long time, but they cannot be called friends. There are also some people who have only met a few times, but they are very harmonious and pleasant to get along with, leaving unforgettable memories. This person seems to be the latter.

He brought to himself not only the sense of superiority in his memory, but also something else, some skills.

Li Wuxiang stopped reminiscing and spoke in his heart -

"If you ignore me, I will feel very uncomfortable. I don't know if you have ever heard of this saying - silence is the greatest contempt and the most hurtful weapon."

"Those harsh words I just said were too far-fetched, right? I have a Xue Baoping who I care about. No matter what I say to you, you know that I at least want to live. If a person wants to live, he or she may make countless compromises and concessions. If he or she compromises too much, the harsh words he or she said will become bullshit. So I said that I would take Xue Baoping and hide in a deserted place. You might think that there is still a lot of time in the future, and there will always be a way to make me give up this idea... Even if there is no way for the time being, you don't care about time and years, and you can slowly make me not care about what I said today."

"So I'm going to show you a technique. You may have noticed this before. Remember when we were in the Xue family's firewood room? I had just gotten the Huai Lu Bao Xia chapter from Zhao Qi at that time, and I practiced, and then you came. After you left, an idea popped up in my mind, but I immediately stopped thinking about it because I was afraid you would know."

"What I was thinking at the time was, are you watching my every move, are you aware of my every thought? If I could solve these problems, I would have a solution - guess what I thought next? I'll tell you, I thought next, I do have a solution." [Note 1]

"You should have seen what I was thinking just now. You know what I did before. In that line of work, there are many secrets that cannot be told even if you die, but there are many ways to force people to tell those things, so what to do, I know that the few times I went to see that friend, I got a solution from him-"

"I still don't know how to explain the word 'personality' in your world where there are really three souls and seven spirits. But from what I remember, you should know the terms 'dissociative disorder' and 'dissociative identity disorder', or 'multiple personality disorder'."

"My friend taught me the method of inducing multiple personalities on his own for a fee. I can use this method now. Believe it or not, within three days, there will be two of me in this skin. One is my current self, but I have forgotten everything about you. All the forgotten things are in the brain of the other me. He will be an idiot with low intelligence. Apart from remembering you, he can't do anything and knows nothing. I will hide him forever - I don't know if this can cut off your incense, but if you continue to pretend to be dead, let's try it together."

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Note 1: See Chapter for details.

(End of this chapter)