Grudge Breaker

Chapter 342 Dream Bud Hidden Tricks
Mo Tingfeng was awakened by the impact of the powerful puppet energy all around. Having been a master of breaking grudges for too long, his sensitivity to puppet energy had almost become a subconscious thing.

Years of experience in solving cases meant that he had almost no transition period from a deep coma to full consciousness. Although his vision was obscured by the puppet aura, the strong smell of medicinal herbs in the medicinal bath tub and the sound of water in the marrow washing pool nearby all reminded him that he was in the marrow washing hall.

You still remembered that his last memory before he fell into a coma was in Yunjian. Song Weichen was fatally injured while protecting him. He didn't need to think too much to know that it was Gu Cangyue who brought the two of them here, but why was there such a strong puppet aura here?
Something must have gone wrong.

Mo Tingfeng quickly felt his physical condition and was surprised to find that the half of his consciousness that was assigned to Song Weichen had returned, and the 30% of his mana attached to it had also returned to his body. Who did it? Where was Song Weichen?
A great sense of uneasiness arises in my heart.

He quickly closed his eyes, actively shutting down the six senses of eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body, leaving only his consciousness to search in the puppet qi. Puppet qi can cover the "six senses", first destroying the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body, and then invading the consciousness. Zhuang Yuheng was caught because he didn't know the reason, and Mo Tingfeng had been dealing with puppet qi for many years, so he was naturally familiar with it.

He quickly identified that there were three other people in the hall besides him. The one farthest from him was the source of puppet energy. His lower body could still be perceived as a human form, but his upper body looked like a demon, a monster, and a dead branch spreading out. Could it be Gu Cangyue?

He already sensed something was amiss during the quick night banquet at the Territory Lord's Mansion, and then he saw the dementia outbreak in the cloud cocoon at Cangyue's Mansion. Even if Mo Tingfeng was slow-witted, he knew that Gu Cangyue was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and that something serious must have happened to him, but he couldn't take care of him for the moment.

Then he searched with his consciousness and identified that there was another person two steps away from that person. Judging from the outline of his figure, it was most likely Zhuang Yuheng.

...Where is Song Weichen? Isn't he in the palace?

Mo Tingfeng became more and more uneasy. It was impossible. She was so seriously injured that she must be here. I'm afraid her life force was so weak that it was difficult to detect.

He forced himself into a state of meditation, carefully sweeping over every inch of the Marrow Cleansing Hall with his consciousness, and finally felt a faint pulsation about three meters away from him - it must be Wei Wei!
When he rushed over, he found that it was not Song Weichen, but the puppet on her body that still had a weak reaction. The little person had already become cold all over and had no heartbeat at all.

Thinking back to that day in Wu Nian Mansion, she was also so angry that she was saved only by the large amount of puppet energy from the ice field illusion that was transformed during the puppet control.

Unfortunately, there is only a little bit of puppet energy left in the puppet control, and it is completely powerless to save people. She needs to quickly absorb the puppet energy in the hall into the puppet control and transform it before she can use it. If she is a step late, when the puppet control is exhausted, she will definitely not be able to suppress Song Weichen's soul, and everything will be over.

Mo Tingfeng immediately set up a formation and formed seals, incorporating the puppet energy into the method of transforming the puppet - fortunately, when he separated his spiritual consciousness, he attached 30% of the magic power to protect her, otherwise even if he had the skills to save people now, he would not be able to use it.

Fortunately, fate left a crack in the ceiling when the door and window were closed.

Just like the incident at Wunian Mansion, a purple aura as thick as a python surged out from the jade pendant, coiling around Song Weichen's wrist and arm, finally wrapping around his neck and sinking into his heart.

……

As the last trace of puppet energy floating in the hall was sucked into the puppet driver, Mo Tingfeng retracted his strength, turned around and gently embraced the little guy in his arms.

He took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood off her lips, and carefully tidied up the messy hair on her temples.
"How could you be so stupid and reckless? How many times have you done that?"

"Gu Cangyue has lost all his sanity. It would be easy for him to kill you. It would be fine if you didn't run away, but how could you just ignore me and block me?"

Since the accident, the critical moment in the cloud cocoon has reappeared countless times before his eyes. What was the little girl thinking at that moment? How could she be so stupid as to use her body to block the fatal stab for him? Didn't she know that she would die? Or was she sure that Gu Cangyue would not hurt her?

Mo Tingfeng shook his head secretly. Based on his understanding of Song Weichen, she must not have thought of anything at that time, and her body moved before her brain.

The kindness of this little girl is engraved in her bones. She would have done the same thing if she was not the one bound by the "Tiger-Stopping Dome" at that time. She did not want to see anyone she cared about get hurt.

But this is the sleeping world, and she is clearly the weak and sick one, the one most likely to get into trouble.

"You still say I'm stupid, but you are the stupid one."

Mo Tingfeng spoke softly, afraid that she would get angry if she heard it, and also afraid that she would never respond.

He kissed her cold forehead lightly, then took her wrist and took her pulse. Of course, he was not as skilled as Zhuang Yuheng, but it was not difficult for him to tell whether there was a pulse or not.

Song Weichen's pulse was extremely weak and intermittent. If it was not carefully examined, it would be almost undetectable. But for Mo Tingfeng at this moment, her weak pulse was the best sign.

She was still alive - that was the only thing that kept him alive.

And now that I am still alive, there are still many important things to do.
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"Your injury..."

Mo Tingfeng half-knelt in front of Zhuang Yuheng to examine the horrific penetrating wound on his chest. Broken flesh and severed meridians were clearly visible, mixed with half-coagulated blood clots rolling outward. Even for Mo Tingfeng, who was often injured, the severity of this wound was unusual.

"Don't worry, you won't die." Zhuang Yuheng curled his lips lightly.

As the purple puppet energy faded away, his magical power also returned. With a hook of his slender fingers, a jade-colored medicine bottle on the rosewood medicine shelf not far away fell into his hand.

He skillfully opened the seal with one hand and poured all the pills into his mouth, then drew a talisman in the air with his sword finger and slapped it into the wound, then cast a spell to seal several major acupuncture points in the chest and abdomen. After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the little man on the couch.

"Weiwei she..."

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Mo Tingfeng also imitated Zhuang Yuheng's just now and curled the corners of his lips lightly - he can now save people from the gates of hell that even the King of Medicine cannot save. If the situation was not urgent, he would have wanted to imitate Song Weichen and put his hands on his hips.

After helping Zhuang Yuheng up from the ground, Mo Tingfeng pointed his chin at Gu Cangyue, who was still lying on the ground and had lost consciousness.
"What on earth did he do? Why does he have such a strong aura?"

Zhuang Yuheng hesitated for a moment, then told Mo Tingfeng everything that happened when he was unconscious. He even felt a lingering fear at the end.

"Lao Mo, do you think Cang Yue has already become a chaotic soul?"

"will not."

Mo Tingfeng answered with absolute certainty.

If it was a chaotic soul, unable to be restrained, he would not have waited until Song Weichen died before transforming. If it was a chaotic soul, without emotion or love, he would not have tried to extend her life by closing the cocoon.

"If it's not the Chaos Soul, then it must be something else. You didn't see his horrible appearance just now. He looked like a beast."

Zhuang Yuheng's words made Mo Tingfeng frown. It was the 獙獙 again. Ever since the mask of the Ghost King Shituo discovered the 獙獙's blood, they seemed to have stumbled into some kind of curse circle related to the 獙獙. Most of the unexpected things happening around them were related to this thing.

If Gu Cangyue was really similar to Xianxian when he lost his mind - I'm afraid the danger he and Song Weichen faced would be greater than imagined, and even Gu Cangyue had been dragged into it.

Who is the person causing chaos in secret?

Mo Tingfeng suddenly thought of someone. He looked at Zhuang Yuheng seriously.

"Do you think there's something strange between Gu Cangyue and Shu Tinglong?"

"eccentric?"

When asked this question out of the blue, Zhuang Yuheng suddenly thought of an old incident - when Song Weichen was punished by the territory master to kneel down and was critically ill, Gu Cangyue and Mo Tingfeng both went crazy and ran to the air to set up a barrier and fought to the death. But he clearly saw Gu Cangyue in the hall at that time.

No, that person doesn’t seem to be Gu Cangyue.

"Do you remember the time when you fought fiercely here in my place? Although the candles in this hall were all extinguished because of your fight, the light of the sun and moon was still good. When I rushed back from the side hall, I could clearly see that it was Shu Tinglong who was guarding Weiwei, but when the candles were lit, it turned out to be Gu Cangyue... At that time, I just thought it was my eyes playing tricks on me."

"But the ancient Luan bird was born with two souls. Do you think Shu Tinglong is one of them?"

……

"The Luan bird is born with two souls?"

Aren't the souls of the gods cultivated after birth? And there are only ten gods who can cultivate dual souls. Mo Tingfeng was very surprised. This information was beyond his knowledge. In fact, he had only been in the world of sleep for a thousand years, so he knew very little about the secrets and privacy of the gods.

"The Luan bird is an ancient god from the beginning of the world. He is the only exception."

Zhuang Yuheng spoke with a firm tone.

These things were not even recorded in the "Wordless Hall" in the upper realm. The reason why he knew about them was that his ancestors had a profound family tradition and some of the immortals were keen on this and had done countless historical research on the gods.

"It is said that his auxiliary soul was formed only a thousand years later than his main soul. A thousand years is just a blink of an eye."

……

Zhuang Yuheng's words stirred up a thousand waves in Mo Tingfeng's mind. In a flash, many things that didn't make sense suddenly became clear to him.

For example, why did Shu Xinglong have a good impression of Song Weichen, why did he go to such great lengths to get close to her, and even asked for her without any scruples.

For example, why is Shu Tinglong so omnipotent, able to reach the sky and the underworld, as if there is nothing he cannot do and no one he cannot reach within the Three Realms.

……

But there are more things that don’t make sense.

Gu Cangyue's panic when Song Weichen disappeared was not fake, but how did Shu Tinglong predict the future and even send the mask of Suzaku, the boss of the Ghost Market, in advance?
But it was obvious that Shu Xinglong was unaware of the matter of the "evil doll". Instead, it was Gu Cangyue who did not want to expose himself and used him to do it.

There was also a night banquet at the Lord's Mansion, where Shu Xinglong was obviously well prepared. He brought Lingyu with him to make requests to Gu Cangyue in public, simply to fulfill the Luan bird's oath of "no matter what you ask for, I will grant it" in order to plan for the future. If they were truly of the same mind, why would he do this?
Shu Xinglong and Gu Cangyue clearly have different minds.

Thinking more carefully about the tone of Gu Cangyue's voice when he mentioned Shu Tinglong, Mo Tingfeng's eyes darkened as he looked at Gu Cangyue who was still in a coma - could this be the main reason why he became like this now?
Could it be that the two souls will kill each other?
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Gu Cangyue woke up.

But he was completely unable to move, he was tied to a stone pillar in the hall by Mo Tingfeng with a rope. The latter took out a master's chair, sat calmly, with a look of scrutiny on his face.

"Mr. Mo, what are you doing?"

Gu Cangyue obviously had no memory of the previous murder. His consciousness was still stuck in the moment when Song Weichen was dying in his arms, telling him not to fight with Mo Tingfeng and reminding him that Meng Ya had a problem...

“Where’s Weiwei?”

The angle at which he was tied up was just enough that he couldn't see Song Weichen who was lying on the couch.

"Let go, I want to go see Weiwei!"

"Mo Tingfeng! I promised Weiwei that I would not fight with you anymore, don't force me."

"What? Lord Si Chen, you are relying on the fact that you will be the son-in-law of the old territory master and you don't take me seriously?!"

……

The more ruthless Gu Cangyue became, the calmer Mo Tingfeng became.

He just stared at him quietly, trying to see if there was anything abnormal about him.

Sure enough, the fleeting purple line in Gu Cangyue's pupils did not escape his eyes.

Mo Tingfeng intuitively felt that was the key - then it was time to verify.

"She is dead, killed by your own insane hands."

"If you hadn't lost your memory, you would definitely still remember what you did to Weiwei in the cloud cocoon."

"Yuheng couldn't save her, and you killed him in desperation. Now he is dying."

Zhuang Yuheng cooperated at the right time and lay there motionless. His whole body was covered in blood, and even though the flesh in the penetrating wound was growing, nothing could be seen at first glance.

"Gu Cangyue, are you satisfied?"

"Are you satisfied with this result?"

……

"Impossible, impossible!"

Gu Cangyue was greatly shocked. Although he could not break free from the immortal ropes, the purple light in his pupils became more and more intense, and he was full of evil spirit and seemed to be out of control.

It is indeed this thing!

Mo Tingfeng seized the opportunity and cast a spell with his fingertips, taking out the thing in his pupil - a sesame-sized, spider-like soft bud with many tentacles. After being taken out, it rushed madly towards Mo Tingfeng's eyes and tried to attach itself to them, but he trapped it with his spell.

"what is this?"

Mo Tingfeng brought the "purple spider" to Gu Cangyue.
"This is what made you lose your mind, right?"

"Just think of it as Weiwei's sake. Tell me the truth."

Gu Cangyue didn't say anything. He was immersed in the emotion of Song Weichen's death and couldn't extricate himself. Without Mengya's control, those memories of his madness and insanity were like reefs on the seashore, slowly surfacing with the receding tide.

Everything became cruel and clear, and even the fingertips could vaguely remember the feeling of transforming into sharp claws and piercing through the internal organs of Song Weichen and Zhuang Yuheng.

The reason why he was willing to take over the Dream Weaving Department was to use the dream buds to create lucid dreams, in order to stay away from Song Weichen and give her some peace, but he never expected...

Gu Cangyue was deeply saddened and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“This is Dream Bud.”

After a long pause, he finally spoke.
"As the head of the Dream Weaving Department, I abused my power to use Dream Buds for my own benefit, causing the Lord of Sikong to be seriously injured and die. Mo Tingfeng, if you are willing, you can exercise your power according to the law now. I am willing to exchange my life for yours."

Zhuang Yuheng was just making an excuse. He was clearly disheartened by Song Weichen's death.

Mo Tingfeng looked at Gu Cangyue deeply, then turned around and sat back in the armchair.

"Since Lord Cangyue is willing to plead guilty, you might as well be thorough."

"This dream bud is not only corroded by nightmares and contaminated by puppet energy, but it is also soaked in the blood of the beast."

"Gu Cangyue, who gave you this dream bud?"

"Let me be honest. I would rather believe that you didn't plant this thing on your own initiative, but were coerced by others."

"Is it Sukataki Taki?"