After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

In the dark cave, there was deathly silence. Zhaoshi stood alone in it, unable to feel anyone except himself.

But he knew he was definitely not alone here.

In other words, the thing staring at him secretly was not a human being.

He was not that person, but he could clearly feel the malice coming from the other party.

Perhaps because he has been bullied a lot since he was a child, Akashi feels the malice from others more than other children.

Especially the other party's malicious intent is particularly obvious.

This made Zhao Shi feel uneasy and subconsciously wanted to leave here.

But in this darkness, even escape is a luxury.

Akashi could only run forward without knowing the direction.

As he ran, the wind stirred up his clothes, and a strange giggle sounded in the darkness: "Hehehe..."

The laughter was so sharp and shrill that it could almost pierce one's eardrums.

Zhaoshi subconsciously covered his ears, but when he reached out his hand, he felt a warm and sticky feeling.

That was blood coming out of his ears.

It was only then that he became aware of the severe pain deep in his ear canal, so painful that it almost pierced his head.

"Stop laughing, who are you?" he asked uneasily, with a childish voice.

This voice made Zhao Shi stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he had returned to the night when he was sacrificed.

Most of his consciousness was lost in confusion, and he could only vaguely remember escaping from here in the end.

But returning to such a desperate situation after escaping will only make people more desperate.

"We've already come, why bother leaving?" The voice in the darkness smiled maliciously.

Excluding those harsh and sharp laughter, this voice turned out to be a childish voice.

The solidified darkness around him slowly flowed, as if it was alive, wrapping up the world layer by layer.

The suffocation caused by the squeezing of heavy objects frightened Akashi.

He ran forward in a panic and didn't dare to stop even if he was knocked down. He immediately got up and continued running forward.

But the laughter of that weird kid always followed him, getting closer and closer, as if he was smiling in his ear: "Hehehe... you can't escape."

"Go away! Go away! Don't follow me!" Zhaoshi was panicking, and there was a constant chill on his neck, as if something was blowing cold air on the back of his neck.

As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, Zhaoshi shuddered.

He always felt so heavy, as if something was pulling on him.

Combined with the laughter in his ears and the constant cold air on his neck, Zhaoshi's breathing became tight.

He turned his head in horror, and saw a face covered with scars, bleeding, unrecognizable, and unable to recognize its original appearance close at hand.

Extreme fear invaded Zhaoshi's whole body, and he didn't know where he got the strength to leave the kid lying on him and turned around and ran away.

But he failed.

As soon as he turned around, he found the kid clinging to his back.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhao Shi realized that his body was connected to Xiao Gui's lower body.

This kid was like a mushroom growing out of his back, frantically sucking out his life and flesh.

"You can't escape, stay with me." The kid smiled ferociously and grabbed Zhaoshi's face with his bleeding hands.
The grimace that looked like it had been burned and cut into pieces by a thousand cuts kept approaching Zhaoshi, as if it wanted to merge with him.

Faintly, Zhaoshi could still hear the adult's voice coming from the darkness: "Have you found the treasure?"

"What a waste. I thought he was talented enough to get this inheritance."

"Humph, he's just an illegitimate child, what can you expect him to do?" Hearing these taunts made Zhaoshi have a splitting headache.

He felt like he had forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember what it was.

The adult voices in my ears gradually faded away, leaving only the whispers of the kid: "They don't want you, you can only stay with me."

Despair crept into Zhaoshi's heart little by little. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that what this kid said was the truth.

If anyone still cared about him, why was he locked up here?

The extreme pain and despair occupied all of Zhao Shi's reason, and his consciousness became scattered bit by bit.

The kid lying on top of him kept burrowing into his body, and Zhao Shi's body became increasingly cold, as if he was about to transform into a container for the evil ghost.

Just when the little devil was grinning and trying to take over his entire body, a waxy voice awakened Zhaoshi's consciousness, which was about to completely fade away: "Fourth Senior Brother, wake up."

This voice felt inexplicably familiar to Zhao Shi.

The consciousness that was about to disappear completely gathered little by little, trying to recall who the owner of this voice was.

But whenever he thought about it, he felt a splitting headache, as if the kid had torn his head open with sharp claws.

The severe pain prevented Zhao Shi from thinking carefully, but he knew that he must think of the owner of the voice.

"Fourth Senior Brother, don't think about those things, we are all here."

The tender little voice spoke again, and the soft voice seemed to be filled with infinite power. At this moment, Zhaoshi's head no longer hurt.

In the school, the three senior brothers and sisters looked at Zhaoshi who was in a daze, and they were all confused.

"Fourth Junior Brother, what's wrong with you? We should go."

Lin Yan shouted several times without getting a response from Zhao Shi. Suspecting that something had happened to him, he took out the tortoise shell and tried to tell his fortune.

However, as soon as he hung up, the tortoise shell exploded with a bang, almost injuring everyone present.

Lin Yan's heart was beating wildly.

Exploding the tortoise shell so quickly means that the thing he wants to divination is too different from his level, and it is very likely to involve the power of transcending the tribulation period.

Jiangxiao hugged Lin Yan's legs and pulled Jiang Xin to hide behind him to avoid the storm caused by the explosion of the tortoise shell just now.

He tilted his head and looked at Zhaoshi. He could vaguely feel something, but he didn't know how to express it. He scratched his little head in distress.

Because Zhaoshi's consciousness was scattered, the mask fragments that were originally controlled by his puppet strings fell to the ground one by one, revealing his face covered with scars.

Even so, Zhaoshi didn't react at all, as if he had lost his soul.

[Fourth Senior Brother’s consciousness was pulled back to that place again. I want to help him. 】

Jiang Xin felt so distressed, and her whole little face bulged.

The junior sister's attacks were always steady and ruthless, which made Lin Yan's anxious heart feel a little calmer.

I wonder what kind of miracle the junior sister is going to show this time?
In his great anticipation, Jiang Xin rolled up her sleeves, raised her little hand, and slapped Zhao Shi on the face.

This miracle was so simple that Lin Yan didn't react for a while.

Jiang Xin was young and was not very powerful, and that slap was nothing more than a breeze to a Jindan cultivator like Zhao Shi.

But for the kid lying on top of him, this slap almost drove him out of his wits.

The vicious imp screamed in terror and got into Zhao Shi's body, dissolved in Zhao Shi's blood, and disappeared into nothingness, as if he had never existed.

The invisible power penetrated through Jiang Xin's palm and entered Zhao Shi's sea of ​​consciousness, dispelling the darkness in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Shi's imprisoned memory was completely revived.

Only now did he vaguely understand why the toxins in his body were difficult to remove. (End of chapter)