Grudge Breaker

Chapter 185: Po Xi Returns (Part )
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Upon hearing that Luanpo was about to appear, Song Weichen was one part excited and ninety-nine parts timid.

But on second thought, she had nothing to be afraid of. She was surrounded by a group of elite resentment-breaking masters. Even if the sky fell, there were tall men like Mo Tingfeng to hold it up. At worst, there were Ding Heran, Ye Wujiu and others to carry it, so it would not fall on her head.

After regaining some of my courage, my brains also regained some of theirs.

Song Weichen thought of his almost useless innate skill of "Soul Speaker". If he could have a good chat with the confused soul in the illusion and resolve its obsession through "chatting", would he be able to defeat it without bloodshed?
Thinking of this, she suddenly grabbed Ye Wujiu and asked, "What is the name of Huang Zhenyun's husband?"

They mentioned it when they were reading the roster before, but she obviously didn't remember it. Knowing her name might help her get closer to him when the time comes.

"Yellow Tiger."

Ye Wujiu blurted out without any hesitation. He already knew this information by heart.

How come he has the surname Huang? Song Weichen thought to himself. The character "Huang" belongs to the earth element, which matches the five elements of the position of the soul-locking array set up by the seven caves. The character "Hu" corresponds to the image of a tiger falling into the plain. Even Song Weichen, a layman who has no knowledge of the mysterious arts, feels that this name is too coincidental to match the ghost market.

"Weiwei, come and take a look." Mo Tingfeng, who was standing by the canal, waved at her.
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In just two hours, the stone walls in the crescent-shaped canal had completely risen. The interior was deep and wide, indeed wide enough for boats to sail. Everyone marveled at this ghost market cave, which was truly a work of art.

Song Weichen had an expression that said "See what I said" on his face, and proudly pulled Mo Tingfeng to "recreate the scene at that time" for him, but the sampan was nowhere to be seen.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess, because the figure of the Five Cave Ghost Master was not found when entering the Ghost Market this time. It is likely that when Gu Cangyue made a big fuss in Pingyang and the huge stone sealed the mountain, he had quietly taken advantage of the opportunity when the gate of life was wide open to escape.

When looking inside the canal this time, Song Weichen had a different understanding.

The sampan was docked deep in the canal, and there was no candlelight there, so how could it be seen so clearly that day? Where did the light come from? So there might be an exit or passage above that place - maybe Grandma Huang was hiding there!

Obviously Mo Tingfeng also realized it.

He handed Song Weichen over to Ding Heran to take good care of him, and took Ye Wujiu into the canal again.

The water level was close to their chests. If they had not been blocked, they could have controlled the water or dodged and returned in a flash. But now they could only wade in and explore carefully, and it would take time to go back and forth.

And the "iron chain of light" that only Song Weichen could see was shaking constantly because it was stretched taut. It seemed that a huge force was pulling it hard from inside the Seven-Hole House, trying to break it!

Unfortunately, Song Weichen was busy paying attention to the progress of Mo Tingfeng and others in the canal, and no one else could see the "chain of light", so no one noticed this dangerous signal!
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Mo Tingfeng and his companions waded to the place where the sampan had been docked before. There was a flat rock along the mountain wall. The two of them climbed up and used this foothold to look at the situation inside the cave.

There was no cave where Grandma Huang could hide, but there was a crack about four people wide along the mountain wall that led directly to somewhere on the top of Pingyang Mountain. It was now midnight, and the moonlight was shining like snow from the top of the mountain, illuminating the place where Mo Tingfeng and the others were staying.

"Go up and have a look."

As Mo Tingfeng spoke, he used his Qinggong skills to leap up, grabbed a sharp rock protruding from the cliff with one hand, and tapped his toes to gain leverage. He was already several feet away.

Ye Wujiu tried his best to keep up, but was still far behind. By the time he had used his awkward hands and feet to get out of the gap in the mountain, Mo Tingfeng had already been standing on the top of the mountain, studying the shape of the mountain and the water flow for a while.

This place is the flank of the highest peak of Pingyang Mountain. Although the crack is more than ten meters wide at the top of the mountain, it is difficult for outsiders to notice it due to the dense vegetation and the high and narrow terrain. Even if it is noticed, it is useless. There are few people in the world who have the skills of Mo Tingfeng and Ye Wujiu. It is like a fool's dream to want to enter and exit the Ghost Market from here.

Moreover, the ten thousand pound stone wall would only rise at very special moments. How could someone who had not been immersed in the ghost market for many years know it? But why would such a person need to go in and out of this place? Therefore, the crack passage here was as good as nothing.

Just below the entrance of this fissure is an extremely spacious cave, like a natural reservoir. There should be several such caves in Pingyang Mountain. No wonder the Ghost Market has no shortage of mountain spring water.

Seeing Ye Wujiu coming, Mo Tingfeng spoke first.

"I already know the time pattern of the ghost husband's crimes."
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"It has nothing to do with the number eight hours or eight days. It has to do with the weather. To be more precise, it has to do with the rain."

He pointed to the cave under the crevice, which was still clearly visible under the moonlight. There was only a shallow layer of water inside, but near the upper edge of the cave, there was a fresh water line on the mountain wall.

"Pingyang is located in the southwest border area. It is hot and humid all year round, and the rainy season usually lasts until the end of October. This year is even more special. There have been several heavy rainstorms since the beginning of winter. I remember that the government office here once reported the problem of mountain torrents and floods. Now that I think about it carefully, the flood period was when the ghost husbands committed crimes intensively!"

"Later, the number of crimes became almost constant at around eight days, because the rainfall was relatively regular. I think the water level in this cave should be filled to a certain capacity every eight days or so. Once this capacity is exceeded, the boulder in the crevice will be displaced due to the water pressure, and a large amount of water will flow into the lower canal in a short period of time, triggering the current situation."

"After a few hours, when the water level drops, the huge rock will return to its original position to block the vitality, and the seven caves will become dead places and dead gates again. The corresponding ghost husbands will also remain silent for a few days."

"The ghost husband didn't commit any crimes during the time when Weiwei was abducted to the ghost market. This may also be related to the weather. We can check whether it was raining in Pingyang during that period."

Mo Tingfeng's reasoning made Ye Wujiu suddenly enlightened.

In fact, in front of the natural forces of heaven and earth, the effectiveness of all man-made formations is like a grain of sand in the Ganges. It seems that he is too obsessed with the mysterious art, so he is blinded by the so-called "eight" number law. But Ye Wujiu still has a puzzle. If this illusionary soul really has the Southern Territory War Puppet from eighty years ago, why didn't it cause any trouble for so many years? It's not like Pingyang has only started to rain in recent years.

Ye Wujiu stared at the remaining water in the cave, thinking, could it be that the power of the Soul Locking Formation had weakened? Especially when the gate of life was wide open and vitality was surging, it could no longer trap the chaotic soul?
Thinking of this, he clapped his hands and said, "Sir, if the Seven Caves Ghost Master really turned herself into a part of the Seven Evil Soul Locking Formation, as she weakened, the power to lock the Chaos Soul would inevitably weaken. I'm afraid this is the reason why the Chaos Soul appeared in the world and committed crimes!"
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Under the mountain gap.

A sharp buzzing sound suddenly sounded and became louder and louder. Song Weichen had to cover her ears. She thought it was tinnitus, but the noise today was really outrageous.

Just as she was thinking about it, the buzzing sound suddenly stopped at its highest point, and then a sound similar to metal breaking and falling to the ground was heard. She subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

This sight almost made my pupils tremble.

The "ray of light" that had become as thick as an iron chain suddenly broke. It seemed that the sound just now was the buzzing sound of the "iron chain of light" before it broke.

What scared Song Weichen even more than the breaking of the "Iron Chain of Light" was that the end of it close to the seventh hole was now moving towards the house little by little, as if someone was pulling it back inside.

"Broken, broken, broken!"

She swallowed hard and tugged at Ding Heran beside her. Although he couldn't see the "chain", he must be aware of the seriousness of the situation. Upon hearing this, he quickly summoned the resentment-breaking masters around the Seven Caves to be on high alert, and asked people to call over several patrol teams nearby.

"The broken chain was dragged into the house. There might be something in the house..."

Song Weichen described it stutteringly. She was almost scared to death. She hid behind Ding Heran and peered in the direction of the Seven Caves. It was a pity that the name-summoning ban was not effective in the Ghost Market, otherwise she would have called Mo Tingfeng's name a thousand times.

"I'll go over and see if it's Grandma Huang who showed up, or the chaotic spirit. Brother Wei, you stay here. I'll have my brothers set up a sword formation to protect you."

"No, no, I don't dare to stay here. I'll go with you! Besides, I can see things you can't see, and maybe I can help."

Time was running out, Ding Heran didn't have time to think too much and could only follow her.

He stretched out his arm to block Song Weichen behind him, and the two of them carefully approached the back door of the Seven Caves, while the other resentment-breaking masters formed a sword formation and guarded the surrounding area.

Perhaps because he was timid, Song Weichen only felt that there seemed to be a green giant walking out of the house. He walked very slowly but with such a terrifying weight that even the ground was shaking.

She swallowed again unconsciously and wanted to pull Ding Heran's sleeve, but she held back.
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She finally saw "it", the illusory spirit.

This time it finally no longer looked like Mo Tingfeng—to be exact, it did not look like any “person”.

If Song Weichen, who has been playing games for years, were asked to describe it, she would rather call it a "stitched monster" - it is probably about two meters and five centimeters tall, and its face and expressions are constantly changing, so fast that there are afterimages, as if countless souls are trying to break free from the confinement of this "body"!
In addition to its normal hands and feet, the afterimages around it clearly showed six arms and four legs, making it look like a huge monster!

One end of the broken "chain" was still tied around its body. It was probably the "magic weapon" that imprisoned it, but the other end was now held in the monster's hand. It was no longer a restraint, but a weapon!
"It" clearly saw her too.

The monster was originally looking at the door, but he turned his head stiffly and quickly! He stared straight at Song Weichen who was sticking his head out of the Tai Chi window.

Song Weichen screamed and staggered back a few steps. Ding Heran held her tightly, but his expression was a little confused.

"Brother Wei, what did you see?"

Song Weichen looked at Ding Heran in disbelief, his lips trembling violently, "Can't you see the chaotic soul?!"

While they were talking, the monster had already walked to the back door of the Seven Caves. The crowd could not see it, but they saw the door suddenly being knocked open from the inside out.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly!" Song Weichen shouted at the resentment-breaking master who was closest to the back door.

The monster was only inches away from him, and it was obvious that it intended to attack.

Before the Master Po Yuan had time to react, the monster had thrown an iron chain at him, and he was hit hard against the mountain wall and fell down, unable to get up for a while.

Song Weichen's scalp felt numb and his whole body was shaking like an autumn tree.

Obviously, she is the only one among all people who can see the monster. To others, it is like air, but in fact its attack is not only visible but also extremely lethal!

While pulling Song Weichen behind him, Ding Heran hurriedly gave instructions to everyone. Although they couldn't see the monster, the sword formation had a wide attack area and could stop it!
"Form a sword formation to capture the enemy!"