The two vengeful infants began attempting to enter Tan Wenbin's body. Previously, Tan Wenbin had only tried binding the ghost husband from the Zeng family to himself, but this time two ghosts were trying to enter at once, and he was struggling to control it.

Not even fully possessed yet, his body began to swell, and the feeling of stretched skin and flesh caused him great pain.

Strands of ghostly aura swirled around him, puffing up his clothes even more.

The shadow saw this scene and seemed to remember something.

At that moment, it actually displayed a kind of apprehension and did not approach further.

Huh?

I haven't even completed the Ghost Control Skill, and you're already scared?

Is my current appearance so bad that even malevolent spirits are afraid?

The Ghost Control Skill was originally devised by Brother Xiao Yuan, and he also mentioned that it can't quite compare to the official methods just yet.

Confronted with the powerful pressure emanating from the shadow, Tan Wenbin felt that even if he were to execute the Ghost Control Skill to perfection, he still wouldn't be a match for his opponent.

At that moment, a spark of inspiration flashed through Tan Wenbin's mind, and he immediately shouted, "Zhengyang Street intersection, Pingju Photography Studio, meeting for photos!"

A deep gaze emerged from the dense shadow, falling upon Tan Wenbin, as if assessing and judging him.

The next moment, the shadow flew out of the door and left.

It really left.

Because Tan Wenbin could sense that the two vengeful infants within him also expressed a sigh of relief, and he believed in the children's judgment.

Tan Wenbin immediately shouted, "Children, come out quickly, stop the spell, stop the spell, interrupt and pay half, interrupt and pay half!"

Since a fight wasn't necessary anymore, it was best to cancel the skill quickly; that way, the loss of life span wouldn't be too excessive. Life span is something that should be used sparingly.

With the spell interrupted, Tan Wenbin "plopped" down onto the floor, spitting up mouthfuls of fresh blood in succession.

The two vengeful infants were about to fall into sleep.

"Don't rush to sleep, don't rush to sleep, we still need to go to the studio, go to provide support!"

Tan Wenbin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and glanced at the pager at his waist.

Previously, he had proactively given the other party the address of the studio.

Because he knew this was what Brother Xiao Yuan wanted him to convey.

...

Pingju Photography Studio, on the second floor.

Under the blue backdrop, Deng Chen sat there, completely wrapped in a return home net steeped in black dog blood and consecrated, including the chair.

It was wrapped so tightly, only his face was exposed.

Li Zhiyuan held a small knife in his hand, waving it gently in front of Deng Chen as if making some sort of decision, but in the end, he put the knife away into his pocket.

"Just sit here and don't move no matter what happens. I promise you, I'll take care of this situation."

Deng Chen nodded at Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan picked up his backpack and slung it over his shoulders. It was heavy, but he was strong enough to carry it.

He descended the narrow stairs to the first floor.

The entire first floor was now empty, with just him.

Outside, white mist was already rising.

Not in the mountains, but on the plains, with this type of fog appearing near dusk was quite unusual.

Li Zhiyuan walked up to the counter, grabbed candies from the candy box, and began to unwrap them.

One, two, three, four, five...

The thicker the fog outside grew, the more candies he unwrapped.

Finally, the fog did not intensify further, reaching some kind of apex.

Li Zhiyuan stopped unwrapping candies, grabbed a handful, and put them in his pocket, eating the remainder one by one.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

Li Zhiyuan bit down on the candies as he walked to the entrance, opening the shop door, letting the white mist outside flow in like excessive dry ice on a stage.

A shadow appeared in the dense fog ahead.

The shadow slowly approached, stopping at a suitable distance, standing not too far away.

Li Zhiyuan: "What, don't you want to meet me openly?"

The shadow dissipated, revealing the person inside, dressed in leather and boots, gloves on both hands, and a motorcycle helmet over their head.

Li Zhiyuan: "So ashamed to show yourself, do you look like a pig or something?"

From inside the helmet, a sinister laugh emerged.

He reached up, removed the helmet, revealing indeed a laughing pig head with a wide-open mouth.

"Hehehe..."

Li Zhiyuan laughed as well.

The two of them held that distance, laughing for a long time.

Li Zhiyuan spoke: "Though you have the brain of a pig, I must say, you're really smart."

The pig seemed pleased by the compliment, laughing even more cheerfully.

"Black python for eyes, white centipede for ears, cyan ox for nose, red ape for tongue, yellow pig for mouth.

Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, mouth—black, white, yellow, cyan, red.

The five of you are one entity.

You want to reunite them, but they refused, right?

Moreover, to avoid you, they even hid.

So,

you brought them all out to the threshold, using me, using my people, using the river water, to help you find them one by one."

The other party stopped laughing and spoke:

"Who told them that they could even think of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, becoming good people?"

The other lifted their head, looking upward, continuing:

"Isn't it laughable, they didn't even ask if the Heavenly Dao allows walking such a path?"

"I don't know if they're fit to walk that path."

"Right, even you don't know, huh?"

"But I know one thing."

"What?"

The young man lifted his left hand, waving it to the side, clearing the dense fog perfectly in front of both of them.

Then,

Li Zhiyuan extended his right hand, pointing at the other:

"Your path ends here."

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