Chapter 745 745: Suddenly Disappeared
"I'll ask you one more time, lest he finally comes out."
He saw the belly of a large, round man, his face filled with sympathy. Elki quickly grasped her hand and said, "Don't move. I understand." Then, slowly floated near the man's belly. Qianqian's jade-like hand pressed against the man's stomach, and suddenly, a Ghost Hand emerged. The rotund man shifted. His hand began to stretch out, finger by finger. Crawling out of the bloated stomach was Xiong Da, with two braided girls tucked inside his pockets.
After the small girls exited, the bloated belly of the man gradually shrank, like a disease dissolving before one's eyes.
The man carefully cradled his daughters, while another man wearing sunglasses saw the swollen belly vanish, and as his twin swords pierced forward, he gripped the blade directly.
He shouted aloud, "Monster, meet your death."
I seemed ready to respond to a mother and child not far from me—Lea and her son—and shouted, "You two meet each other."
The crowd heard the voice, clutching their children tightly and hiding underground. Suddenly, the man wearing sunglasses disappeared, only for him to turn toward me, unleashing his fury.
The man with sunglasses approached and repeatedly struck me. I was that man wearing sunglasses myself. My swollen face slowly turned to him in disbelief. I went mad. This was the first person outside my father to dare strike my face.
The sunglasses-wearing man eyed me and smirked at a baby while pinching his hand.
"If you don't want him to lose his soul, stay with him!"
"Five days until the fire."
"This is a soul roasted by runes, much like being imprisoned. Do you want to try it?"
I was born lagging behind, but who knew the man with sunglasses would grab my leg tightly and press me down.
I couldn't move. I could do nothing but open my eyes and hope. The man with sunglasses slowly stretched his red hand toward me.
As the note touched my life force, the shadow belonged to that man with sunglasses. The boy kicked him away with such force.
It was chewing. Meng Ke was strong enough to make the boy remove his sunglasses, watching Meng Ke take flight while hanging upside-down. He laughed and said, "I said it aloud! Just look at what you've learned. This is Dragon Tiger Mountain's Blind Jin! What can I do? Aren't my eyes blind? Is seeking discomfort with me what you want? Should I stretch your hands and legs northward right now?"
Xu's blind climber wiped blood from his lips and smiled, "How dare you? Who in the north doesn't know you earned the blade title of Li Qi! I can't see how big that thing in your eyes is. In this tomb, I've always grappled with some petty tricks. Don't worry, Mr. Chen. One day, we'll surely reap substantial rewards."
A Mongolian sneered coldly, picking up Blind Jin and tossing him aside for five days, toying with him. He looked at Blind Jin beside him and laughed, "Five days have passed! You don't believe me at all! You can't withstand that much time; then you'll be enveloped by shadows and perish."
"Thank you, sir. Play along! How dare you. Are you in that much of a hurry?"
Xiao Qi laughed, directly crushing the note into powder.
"I am not cautious." Then Meng Ke went directly toward Blind Jin.
Blind Jin looked like a cunning person as he pulled a red orb from his backpack, and when he descended, it fell. The red orb hit the ground, releasing a stinging mist.
I saw Jinmu trying to flee, and I agreed. He wasn't prepared yet for debts owed to me slapped across my face! Witness that surging red mist charging forth. Near the monkey, the monkey halted me, coldly saying, "If you value your life, stay here."
I remained alongside my beautiful Empress, the monkey waiting at the edge of the red mist, presumably waiting for the mist to dissipate!
Half an hour passed, the red mist faded, and Meng Ke slowly approached the mist ahead. I followed them, witnessing their figures dart at the precise moment. Isn't this Blind Jin's disappearance evident? Surely Blind Jin didn't escape!
Turning back to Jiang Cheng's position, Jiang Xing and his brother turned blue as poison took hold. I instantly understood their poisoned hearts! Jiang Cheng wasn't engulfed by the lingering haze of history. This tomb was unknown, ever since my arrival in the cave—nothing resided here, not even a worm.
Meng Ke likewise saw Jiang Cheng among them. He said coldly, "If you seek to finalize its form, then wait."
I hurried to the back where Li Qimeng stood, emerging from a side chamber. If one wanted to find signs of the monkey, that would require leafing through the map page by page. Yet fatigue settled upon me, waking from the dream's beauty. My thoughts turned to treasures revered by the tunnel's master, peeking at the enormous pearl within, contemplating my choice. Beneath Monkey's hurried gaze, no hint of hesitation lingered.
The monkey slowly approached a door, studied the image, then pushed open the door gently.
When the door opened, a chilling wind blew toward me. I knew he was pleased. My Dantian finally stirred with traces of awakening.
Meng Ke stared into the darkness, curling his lips into a faint smile. Meng Ke was frail inside the master bedroom. I quietly listened to the beautiful Queen speak.
A coffin rested at the center, air from the cave swirling incessantly. It was called tomb-borne wind.
From the hollowness in my Dantian, if water were injected, growth would be rapid. For a fleeting instant, even amidst control, it flourished. Yet mastery was elusive despite the shade I amassed.
Taking deep, abundant breaths, a voice in my mind whispered.
"If you're unwilling to perish, surrender it to me."
"What? Why won't you let me smoke? I smoke. I am mighty! But you can help too."
"I say to you, while you're possessing a human body accumulating yin, ultimately one will perish. Have you considered the effects of excessive yin? It renders your body inert, freezing it into an ice sculpture. Beyond that, those harboring surplus yin may hinder salvation, impeding governance."
Shocked by the revelation, I ceased smoking, apologizing profusely to my white-haired self yet refraining from further discourse about my aging state.
Across the dialect Ming Ke narrated, he neared the coffin, circling it for reasons unknown.
Meng Ke lowered his gaze toward the coffin, then I heard him bellow:
"Little child, come out. Little one? Son..."
The monkey roared. I was stunned, watching the monkey's face, rushing hurriedly toward its side.
The monkey glanced toward me, lowering its head and stating, "Put your hand in my pack."
I hastily retrieved it with a stiff posture. The monkey accepted the bag, coldly warning me, "If nothing happens, stay away."
I stretched and relaxed, feeling a peculiar freedom. Arriving at a house front, I leaned quietly against the wall, watching the monkey retrieve a black box from the backpack. The monkey's repairman sealed the lid of the black box tightly. Reflecting on Mr. Li Qigong's reverent demeanor, I conjured images of its difficulty!!_____
A crisp "click" sounded, and Meng Qi furrowed his brows, then sighed, wiping sweat off his forehead.
Delicately, he removed the lid of the black box, black lacquer emanating like a viscous sludge. I watched Meng Qi smear the black substance onto his hand.
He placed his hand gently on the coffin, caressing it lightly, his touch seeming unyielding. Xu Mengqi raised the coffin lid.
With a thunderous "boom," the coffin lid rose upright as Meng Liqi lifted. When Meng Qi peered inside the coffin, his brows furrowed deeply.