Grudge Breaker

Chapter 202 Hell Oolong
"You are Huang Meiyun!"

In just a moment, Mo Tingfeng realized who "she" was in front of him.

"What did you do to Weiwei?!"

Mo Tingfeng's eyes were red with anger when she realized what had happened. Song Weichen had helped her so sincerely that he even changed the ending and damaged his consciousness in order to give these "non-existent people" in the illusion a so-called perfection. How could she turn around and repay him with evil?
Or... all this had been planned the moment Huang Meiyun asked Song Weichen for help, and this was exactly the result she wanted!
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Huang Meiyun was calm and looked at Mo Tingfeng calmly.

"You are the sweetheart of that little girl, right?"

"I didn't expect your consciousness could follow me in. I'm sure you are no ordinary person. Come to think of it, you are somewhat similar to my benefactor."

Although "she" looks like Song Weichen, her gestures, expressions and aura are completely different.

Mo Tingfeng looked at her, clenching his fists tightly, wishing he could pull Huang Meiyun out of Song Weichen's body and shatter her soul!
However, she seemed unable to sense the strong murderous intent emanating from him. She looked around the room, reaching out her hand and caressing the bed frame, wooden chair, and closet with great care, as if she were touching a rare treasure.

This was the "ordinary" life she had been thinking about and dreaming about for eighty years. It felt so real, as if Huang Hu would push the door open from the yard in the next second and call her Yun'er.

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"Huang Meiyun, I don't care what your purpose is. If there is any mistake, you can't afford the price."

Mo Tingfeng's tone was calm, yet it made people feel frightened unconsciously - it was clearly an extremely dangerous beast, desperately suppressing the bloodthirsty rage that was about to get out of control.

"Young man, you really misunderstood me. I have no intention of hurting this little girl. I am as surprised as you to be here."

"She" looked at herself, then looked at Mo Tingfeng.

"I fell asleep after the cracks appeared in the illusion. I woke up when I heard the little girl's cry for help. When I opened my eyes, I found that I had turned into her. I also wanted to understand why the person who set up the formation could not enter the illusion he set up."

Huang Meiyun spoke frankly, but Mo Tingfeng could not trust her. All the troubles in the ghost husband case were caused by her, and she was confused from time to time. Who knew whether she was really confused or just pretending to be confused.

There must be something strange going on here.

And because of the appearance of Huang Meiyun, this illusion that was originally unable to cast spells seemed to have turned on some kind of switch, and energy surged around. Mo Tingfeng pinched his fingers to test and found that he could already use spells.

With a wave of his hand, he immediately put on a black brocade robe that symbolized his identity as Lord Si Chen, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed, making a buzzing sound.

Mo Tingfeng raised his sword and slowly walked towards "Song Weichen" with a very complicated expression. He was extremely unwilling to fight with Huang Meiyun in this state.

Huang Meiyun was also surprised when she saw this, and then bowed.

"So it's Lord Si Chen! Forgive my poor eyesight and my rudeness. Although I've never been out of the ghost market, I recognize this brocade robe."

As he spoke, Mo Tingfeng's sword was already on Song Weichen's neck. She did not dodge at all, and was not afraid or evasive.

"Huang Meiyun, don't play tricks on me. My sword can chop off your seven souls, but it won't hurt you even a little bit. Think carefully. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

Mo Tingfeng was actually taking a gamble - at this moment Huang Meiyun's consciousness was stuck with Song Weichen. If he really chopped her down with a sword, it was possible that Song Weichen's seven souls would also be injured. This was the reason why he had not taken action yet!

"Master Si Chen, I know everything I said. The truth is that the cracks in this illusion are too big, and I don't know when a lot of strange energy has poured in from the cracks. This place is completely out of my control."

"Song Weichen" closed his eyes, picked up Mo Tingfeng's sword and held it closer to his neck.

"I know that I have committed a grave sin. If it is useful to kill my seven souls and restore peace to everything, I will trouble you to do it. But it was not Huang Hu's wish to become a chaotic soul. It was all my fault that caused him to have eternal hatred... Please, please be lenient with him..."
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Mo Tingfeng's hand holding the hilt of the sword was shaking slightly. How could he bring himself to do it? He was in great agony, but she covered her head and frowned.

"hiss……"

Song Weichen felt as if her head had been hit by the Five Cave Ghost Lord again. It seemed that a lot of other people's memories were inexplicably trying to drill into her head, giving her a headache and making her want to vomit.

She felt something strange on her neck and then realized that Mo Tingfeng was pointing a sword at her - what an interstellar joke, how could Bingtuozi point a sword at her!
So Song Weichen's first reaction was that the man in front of him was possessed by another spirit, or was a "phantom". In any case, it was definitely not the real Mo Tingfeng! Could it be... Huang Hu? Yes, it must be him!
"...Tiger, Brother Tiger?"

She shouted out in a timid and flattering manner, but Mo Tingfeng was unaware that Song Weichen's consciousness had returned, and just thought that Huang Meiyun was trying to use a trick to exonerate Huang Hu - it was really like Liliyuanshangshao, the two of them each had "ulterior motives" and made a complete "mistake".

"What tricks do you want to play again?"

His cold tone made Song Weichen more certain that the person in front of her was not the real Mo Tingfeng. She swallowed hard. Where was the ice-cold man? She didn't drink, so why did she lose her memory? What on earth was going on...

Among the Thirty-Six Strategies, the best one is to let this grandson take away the sword that is on her neck first!

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Song Weichen brewed his emotions for a while, and slowly stretched out his hand towards Mo Tingfeng with uncontrollable feelings, as if expressing his gratitude to a lover whom he could not reach.

"It's me, have you forgotten?"

Mo Tingfeng quickly glanced away. Even though he knew that the person in front of him was not Song Weichen, it was her image after all, and he really couldn't bear it.

As he turned his head away, the opportunity was not to be missed! Song Weichen tactically turned his head and bent down to avoid the sword, and fled to the door like a flash!

when!
The two chopsticks were nailed into the wooden door, rubbing her ears one after the other. Song Weichen stopped with an emergency brake, the corners of his lips twitched, and he turned to look at Mo Tingfeng with a bitter face.

Was she careless or underestimated her own cowardice! Song Weichen despised herself in her heart. Why did she run away? After finally waiting for Huang Hu to come, she had to take advantage of the situation. No, she had to strike while the iron was hot and get the jade pendant!

"You must always remember the main task assigned by Grandma Huang: kill the prince and seize the blue bird! Oops, that's wrong. Find Huang Hu and get the jade pendant! Only when you get the jade pendant, everything in this illusion will end!" Song Weichen said to himself.

"Brother Hu, what are you doing? I just wanted to close the door because the wind was strong..."

Song Weichen approached Mo Tingfeng with a smirk, closed her eyes and made up her mind, no matter what, she would die! She suddenly hugged Mo Tingfeng's waist softly.

"Brother Hu, I miss you so much! Do you still have half of the jade pendant with you? It is a token of our love. Now that you are back, it is time to reunite the two halves of the jade pendant."

Song Weichen spoke as she leaned towards him. Since this chaotic soul now looked like Mo Tingfeng, she didn't mind touching him.

Mo Tingfeng was so confused by her that he thought Huang Meiyun knew his weakness and deliberately used this method to confuse his mind. He calmed down and grabbed Song Weichen's wrist to stop her "molestation", with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Huang Meiyun, don't think you can disturb my mind by using such a despicable method. Tell me, how can you leave?!"

Song Weichen blinked his eyes. Did Huang Hu take the wrong medicine? He actually wanted her to leave?

"Hey, that's easy! Just give me your half of the jade pendant. You don't even have to ask, I promise I'll run away faster than a rabbit!" Song Weichen couldn't pretend anymore because her wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. She really couldn't put herself in the shoes of Grandma Huang and go "brotherly" with Huang Hu. She was just a guest star in someone else's love story and now she just wanted to go back to her own home turf.

The corner of Mo Tingfeng's mouth twitched. Compared with the previous one, the style of this little girl was only about thirty or forty miles different. Rather than saying that "she" was Huang Meiyun, it would be better to say that it was Song Weichen himself.

Could it be...?
He remembered a strange set of "secret codes" that Song Weichen had agreed upon with him before. She said that no matter what form they took on each other, the only two who could match these sentences in the dream world must be them.

Mo Tingfeng cleared his throat and suddenly asked, "One and a half hours?"

"Three and a half hours!" Song Weichen's eyes lit up. There was no way Huang Hu knew the secret code for the meeting. Could it be... ?
She looked at Mo Tingfeng scrutinizingly, "Want to win the heart of one person?"

"It saves me from having to go on blind dates all the time."

Phew, Song Weichen laughed and threw himself back into Mo Tingfeng's arms. What a hellish mistake, looking for a donkey while riding a donkey, looking for a phone with a phone in hand, and looking for Bingtuozi in front of Mo Tingfeng.

"Weiwei, my Weiwei, it's really you."

"I thought you were Huang Hu! Mo, you better give me a reasonable explanation. Why did you draw your sword against me just now?"

Mo Tingfeng hugged Song Weichen tightly, like a giant python that made it hard for her to breathe. After a long time, he reluctantly let go and explained to her everything that had just happened.
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This time, Song Weichen chose to stand on the side of Grandma Huang. She didn't think that the old woman would deliberately frame her. Moreover, she had a splitting headache at the time and did call out to Grandma Huang in her mind.

It’s not that Song Weichen was naive and had no guard against others, but that she chose to believe, just as Huang Yingyun chose to believe her unconditionally.

But she was quite concerned about what Grandma Huang said about the influx of other energies in the illusion. Could her headache be related to this? Because she found that there was a lot of garbled information in her mind for no apparent reason, just like a bunch of radicals of words flying around in the air, but unable to form a complete sentence. This feeling made her very uncomfortable.

Then again, her consciousness returned, so where did Grandma Huang's consciousness go? It appeared and disappeared so suddenly, which made people quite uneasy.

But staying in the house is not a solution for now. The fleeting scene of the yard covered with snow was definitely not an illusion by Mo Tingfeng. Something strange has happened here.

...and the things in the heart of the tree, the two decided to go to the yard to find out regardless of where Grandma Huang's spirit was now.

In order to prevent the illusion from changing suddenly and getting lost, Mo Tingfeng found a rope about three meters long, left two and a half meters of spare, and fixed the two ends on his and Song Weichen's wrists respectively. Worried that the rope would rub her skin, he carefully wrapped her wrists with a layer of cotton cloth.

The two of them stepped into the courtyard cautiously. It was almost evening now. The sky was full of setting clouds. Occasionally, there would be cracks in the dome that flashed by like flying stars, but otherwise there was nothing different.

That tree - the original yellow velvet flowers had faded, and the bean pods that grew were as long as Song Weichen's palm, but now the tree is covered with yellow flowers again. With the night breeze, the medicinal fragrance of the velvet flowers permeates into his internal organs.

Mo Tingfeng used magic to explore, but did not sense any chaotic soul aura. Then the two of them went forward and saw a faint mass of something beating very regularly in the crack, like a heart.

But how can a tree have a heart?

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The light was getting dimmer and dimmer. He lit the candle in the courtyard and reminded Song Weichen to be careful. He then walked carefully under the tree and finally saw the object clearly.

In the crack there is a hemp-colored "cocoon pupa" the size of an ostrich egg, with its surface covered with a layer of fine and dense cocoon silk. The cocoon veins on the outer shell are particularly thick and brown-yellow in color, looking quite like the main blood vessels in the heart, pulsating regularly.

"What is this? It's too big to say it's a silkworm pupa!" Song Weichen was both afraid and curious, and stood aside holding a candlestick to illuminate the crowd of onlookers.

"Weiwei, please step back and don't come closer."

Mo Tingfeng pinched his fingers and cast a spell. A silk of light escaped from his fingertips and rolled towards the "cocoon pupa". At the moment of contact, a lightning suddenly struck from the air, shaking the earth and mountains. Song Weichen was so scared that he almost threw away the candle! Several dogs in the village immediately barked non-stop.

The light silk wrapped the "cocoon" and moved it out little by little, and finally it floated in Mo Tingfeng's hand.

Looking at it from close up, it seems even more eerie: the cocoon on the outer shell bulges, as if there are earthworms swimming inside, and the entire "cocoon pupa" seems to be breathing. When it inhales, the cocoon shell becomes shiny and you can vaguely see a dark mass inside.

Although Song Weichen was not close to the scene, she still felt her scalp tingling. She remembered a movie she had seen, "Prometheus", in which the worms in the soil were infected by the black water flowing out of the cocoon-like jar, and mutated into countless black and ferocious little snakes... The male protagonist was infected by the black water and had an embarrassing thing with the female protagonist, which led to the female protagonist giving birth to her first alien monster.

What will be in this "cocoon"?

"Boss Mo, please don't touch it with your hands!" Song Weichen was afraid that he would be infected...

Clap!

There was another flash of lightning that illuminated the night sky. The "cocoon" seemed to feel the thunder. The two cocoon cords on the outer shell suddenly broke, and some milky yellow sticky liquid flowed out. One drop of it fell right on Mo Tingfeng's palm. Hiss - as if it encountered a branding iron, the drop of liquid evaporated like smoke.

"Hurry up and wash your hands! Hurry up and wash your hands!"

Song Weichen panicked and ran to the water jar in the corner of the yard to get him some water to wash his hands. After taking two steps, she was grabbed by the rope on her hand, and she was so anxious that she tried to unbutton it.

"Don't untie the rope! I'm fine."

He beckoned Song Weichen to come over, but Mo Tingfeng had already taken back the "light silk" and was holding the cocoon with his hands instead. Seeing this, Song Weichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was he really not afraid of his own mutation?

"Would you like to touch it?"

Huh? Song Weichen thought she had heard it wrong. He actually asked her to touch that thing?

"It's okay, trust me."

Seeing her hesitation, he pulled her hand up and put it on the cocoon. Song Weichen felt a cool touch on her palm. This thing looked like a thin layer of cocoon, but it felt like a thick layer of skin. Song Weichen sighed. This feeling - why did she feel like she had touched it somewhere before?
Where did you touch it?

Song Weichen searched her memory carefully, only to feel her head aching again. There were even more confusing radicals in her mind, making her feel overwhelmed.

She suppressed her discomfort and carefully recalled the feeling, and suddenly a picture came to her mind!
"When I encountered the Yellow Tiger in the Hidden Mist Village, I touched the skin on his heart while struggling, and it felt exactly the same! Exactly the same!"

Song Weichen withdrew his hand and suddenly looked at the acacia tree whose trunk had cracked. "Could this be the yellow tiger? This is unscientific..."

Mo Tingfeng shook his head. He had just checked and found that the trees themselves did not have any strange aura, at least not now.

Blood flowed from Song Weichen's ears and eyes again, but Mo Tingfeng didn't notice it under the cover of night. She closed her eyes weakly, then suddenly opened them again, and it was clear that she was a different person.

Mo Tingfeng didn't realize that the person next to him had turned into Huang Meiyun again. He weighed the "cocoon" and continued talking to himself.

"It's consistent with the feeling in his chest, which means that there is something in there that Chaos Soul Yellow Tiger cares about very much."

"I'm just wondering why this thing is here?"