Folk customs begin with the entire funeral procession

Chapter 200 Chen Miao: To perish together, very good!

Looking at the last few paragraphs of the chapter, Chen Miao thought to himself, "Just as I expected."

Chen Miao already had a suspicion after the previous two deaths of Qi Ning and the others.

This time, that person finally showed up.

And it's not hard to guess who that person is.

Sokun!

Sokun was not among the four people who appeared at the beginning.

The real Sokun is a young man!
Therefore, Wen Hao himself had never seen the real Sokun. The person Chen Miao saw in Wen Hao's memory was probably Sokun's puppet.

"But is this person really Sokun?"

Chen Miao couldn't help but start to have doubts again.

After all, I've already been scammed once. What if this isn't Sokun after all?
Chen Miao rubbed his temples.

"Let's put that aside for now and think about how to force them to use all their tricks. Once I have all the means to deal with them, I can then use the contents of the book to kill the real Sokun!"

"The question now is, how do I break this deadlock?"

At least nine flying skulls, countless Gu worms, and at least six ghost infants.

Oh, and the sudden headache at the end must have been a curse cast by the other party using the spirit tablet and the windmill.

It's not very powerful, but it's very effective.

After sorting out his thoughts, Chen Miao continued his analysis.

"The nine flying skulls are not difficult to deal with. As long as there are enough high-quality talismans, it can always be resolved. The chapter content is derived from my current situation."

"At this moment, I only have four high-quality spirit-suppressing talismans on me. I still have one day left, and I can draw some more high-quality talismans."

"However, if there is only one variable, the high-quality talisman, my future will not change much, because after the flying skull broke through the windmill's limitation, I had no choice but to smear my blood on the spot where the high-quality spirit-suppressing talisman was placed on the tactical vest."

"Even if there are ten high-quality talismans, they will all be activated in that instant."

"Therefore, other variables are needed to change this situation."

Chen Miao glanced at his tactical vest and, with a sudden thought, divided the four high-quality talismans into two sets.

In this way, even if blood is smeared on one spot, it won't all be consumed.

I opened the book and took a look; there were indeed changes.

"Besides this, what else can be changed?"

Chen Miao's gaze fell on the windmill hat.

"After Sokun discovers the secret of the windmill, he will blind Flying Skull and eventually steal my windmill."

"If the windmill hat is still on, the other party won't dare to show up."

How can I protect my windmill hat from being stolen?

"The book doesn't show how powerful the flying skull is... we can only try it out first."

"Also, there's the second curse from Sokun. He used the spirit tablet and windmill I threw away to cast a curse on me. Although it was a very simple curse, it had a fatal effect on me at a crucial moment."

How can we prevent this?

"In the book, I didn't know that the Soul-Suppressing Spirit Tablet couldn't deal with the Flying Skull, so I would throw it away every time. But if I threw it away, the opponent would have an opportunity to take advantage of me."

"I can't change that right now, unless I don't bring the spirit tablet for warding off evil spirits?"

“I can leave it out now and let the content of the book change first, to see if the second Sokun has any other tricks up his sleeve.”

"Only by forcing out all of the second Sokun's tricks can I better formulate a plan against him."

With that in mind, Chen Miao began to take action.

An hour later, Chen Miao left wearing a safety helmet reinforced with steel bars, amidst the welder's strange gaze.

Back at the hotel, Chen Miao began exchanging materials to create exquisite talismans.

An afternoon passed, and Chen Miao's table was piled high with discarded talismans. Beside them lay his haul: fifteen high-quality spirit-suppressing talismans!

The amount of merit consumed is one tael and two mace!
As Chen Miao drew the talisman, he found that his hands were trembling under the corrosive influence of the yin energy. After destroying several sets of materials, Chen Miao reluctantly stopped drawing the talisman.

"Adding the ones we already have, we have a total of nineteen high-quality spirit-suppressing talismans. Even if we stick two on each head, that's enough."

Chen Miao put away the spirit-suppressing talismans and placed them separately in his tactical vest.

Then he opened the book.

The situation has changed. The windmill on his head wasn't stolen by the flying skull, so the steel bars on his head are still useful, even if they're a bit heavy.

However, the windmill was not stolen, but the fan was damaged by the flying skull.

The ending remains the same.

The second Sokun still managed to cast a curse on him using only a spirit tablet.

After glancing at the two spirit tablets in his bag, Chen Miao took them out and placed them on the hotel table.

He then went to the front desk to extend his room rate for another day, and told them that he didn't need the room cleaned before leaving.

Chen Miao drove for a full forty minutes towards the outskirts of Shannan City before he noticed that the contents of the book had changed.

After stopping the car, Chen Miao looked at the latest content.

When Chen Miao saw the final ending, he smiled.

"Very well, let's perish together."

"..."

"There are insects below, and only one flying skull above."

"After a quick assessment, I rushed upwards, attempting to cleave the flying skull in two, and then descended the stairs on the other side of the building."

"But I was wrong again. I wasn't facing one flying skull, but... five!"

"A total of nine flying skulls are hidden in this abandoned building!"

"I was shocked, but I remained unusually calm and stained my vest with blood."

"The five flying skulls were immobilized by the spirit-suppressing talisman that flew from my body, but I couldn't deal with them at that point, because the insects were already at my feet!"

"I held the peach wood sword in front of me, smashed through the flying skulls, and strode forward."

"My rapid movement caused the windmill to start spinning as well, but I couldn't care less about that at the time."

"After I got to the platform, just as I turned around and was about to rush towards another staircase, I saw a figure standing there with his hand raised, a smile just appearing on his face."

"Already as a frightened bird, I fiercely thrust the peach wood sword in my hand into the figure's eye socket."

"Pfft!"

"It seems I've punctured something, and the peach wood sword is now encountering resistance."

"When I was stunned, I suddenly saw a black scorpion the size of my palm leap from the other person's raised hand."

"The scorpion's stinger pierced my palm, and a current of air, I couldn't tell if it was cold or hot, entered my hand. I only had time to stir the sword a little before my body stopped obeying my commands."

"Splash! Splash!"

"The figure opposite me and I fell to the ground at the same time, lying face to face."

"Only then did I see the blood streaming from the other person's eyes."

"With a rustling sound, the other person's body was engulfed by scorpions."

"And I, no scorpions visit."

"I died, from an unknown toxin."

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(End of this chapter)