Supreme Zombie King, I have been sealed away for eight hundred years.

It just so happens that what he and his sister Wulei said came true: one day, all his memories might be overwritten.

"What are you talking about?" Ma Xiaoling walked over.

Both Wanyan Bupo and Hu Meiniang turned their gazes toward Ma Xiaoling.

Of course, they didn't tell Ma Xiaoling about what happened eight hundred years ago...

Wanyan Bupo then left.

He couldn't get any information out of him either.

Just as Wanyan Bupo reached the entrance of the bar, he suddenly stopped and turned back to look at the bar...

"Lin Yi, I know you are mysterious and unpredictable. But I hope you won't rewrite too much. After all, you can't rewrite everything that happened in Zhuxian Town eight hundred years ago..." Wanyan Bupo murmured.

In other words, if Lin Yi could rewrite the events of Zhuxian Town eight hundred years ago, he would be willing to have his story rewritten. Then, the nightmare that has plagued Zhuxian Town for the past eight hundred years would be over.

Although he had his younger sister by his side, the eight hundred years were truly a nightmare for him.

Every time I wake up, I look at Yue Yinping's Yaksha mask, which I keep at home...

At this moment, in the stairwell of the Jerks Building.

"The Golden Cymbal Dharma King and the Thunder King are fighting? The Thunder King is indeed alive, just as Wanyan Bupo said on the phone before..." Ma Xiaoling frowned, deep in thought.

Neither Hu Meiniang nor Wanyan Bupo had originally told her about what happened eight hundred years ago. If she hadn't asked out of curiosity, Hu Meiniang probably wouldn't have told her.

She, too, couldn't control her thoughts; she just wanted to know about Lin Yi.

This made her even more convinced that Lin Yi really had countless incarnations, or that Lin Yi could really travel back eight hundred years at any time and rewrite some things.

In short, Ma Xiaoling couldn't possibly know the specifics.

Unless Lin Yi says it himself.

"If Lin Yi had intervened in the feud between the Golden Cymbal Dharma King and Bai Suzhen eight hundred years ago, wouldn't that have changed things even more? And will Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing one day also appear here?" Ma Xiaoling pondered.

She looked at Hu Meiniang.

After all, Hu Meiniang was standing right in front of her, a living example!

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While Ma Xiaoling and Hu Meiniang continued their conversation...

Suddenly, Mao You called, saying that two gold cymbals had been found on a mountain across from Hong Kong Island.

Two gold cymbals were discovered?

"Hmm, could it be the Golden Cymbal King's golden cymbal?" Ma Xiaoling murmured in surprise.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King?

"What Golden Cymbal Dharma King?"

Mao You was somewhat surprised. She frowned and asked.

“It’s like this…” Ma Xiaoling told Mao You about the Golden Cymbal Dharma King.

"It's Lin Yi again..." Mao You was very curious after hearing this and continued to ask.

After Mao You understood, she finally understood completely.

It turns out it's Lin Yi again. It seems he's rewriting some things about the Legend of the White Snake from eight hundred years ago... For example, this Golden Cymbal King is the centipede demon from the Legend of the White Snake.

He has a grudge against the White Snake.

Desperate to avenge her son, she threatened Hu Meiniang to harm the White Snake's son, Xu Shilin.

But according to legend, Xu Shilin was the reincarnation of Wenqu Xingjun (the God of Literature)... How could a Golden Cymbal Dharma King have such audacity to kill Xu Shilin, the reincarnation of Wenqu Xingjun?

Who gave him the courage?

Given the magical power and strength of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King at the time, and considering that he was a demon king of Phoenix Mountain, it was impossible for him not to know that Xu Shilin was the reincarnation of the God of Literature.

Then there's Fahai, who knew that the Golden Cymbal King was a demon, but instead of subduing him, he targeted the White Snake... Could it be just because the legend says the White Snake stole his elixir?

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"Xiaoling, does the appearance of the golden cymbals foreshadow the awakening of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King in this era?" Mao You asked, frowning.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King awakens in this era...

"Mao You, what are you thinking? Lin Yi allowed the Golden Cymbal Dharma King to live until now..." Ma Xiaoling frowned slightly as she spoke.

She felt that if Lin Yi really wanted to deal with the Golden Cymbal Dharma King eight hundred years ago, he wouldn't have chosen to seal him away.

"I'm just guessing. By the way, doesn't Hu Meiniang know?" Mao You asked.

Hu Meiniang...

"Her memories only extend to the battle between the Thunder King and the Golden Cymbal Dharma King. As for the rest...?" Ma Xiaoling asked, glancing at Hu Meiniang as she spoke.

When Hu Meiniang saw the gaze directed at her by Ma Xiaoling, she looked at Ma Xiaoling, but she really didn't know much.

Seeing the look in Hu Meiniang's eyes, Ma Xiaoling felt that Hu Meiniang probably really didn't know.

And it was at this time...

Hu Meiniang had some fragments of memories flash through her mind, but the memories seemed to have been shattered by some force, and she could not recall them.

This left Hu Meiniang quite puzzled.

"What's wrong with you?" Ma Xiaoling looked at Hu Meiniang and sensed that Hu Meiniang's frown was unusual.

It seems that Hu Meiniang has remembered something about the Golden Cymbal Dharma King again...

"Did you think of something?" Ma Xiaoling asked, looking at Hu Meiniang.

"Hmm..." Hu Meiniang looked at Ma Xiaoling, but she didn't respond and continued to think hard.

But the more she thought about it, the more tormented she became by that mysterious power... Countless fragments of memories flashed through her mind...

In her memory, her soul had vanished. But the Bodhisattva gave her a chance to be reincarnated, so that perhaps one day she and Xu Shilin could rekindle their romance.

He was secretly astonished: "Hmm, this is the end of Hu Meiniang's life in the Legend of the White Snake... and a new beginning?! I actually have such memories..."

That's right, Hu Meiniang has these memories.

Could this be her original memory?

Just as Wanyan Bupo had said before, Hu Meiniang's life had been rewritten...

"Well, even if it's rewritten, so what? Xu Shilin is the reincarnation of the God of Literature, and between us, it will only ever be a tragedy. But my feelings for Xu Shilin are not like the legends say, to the point where I would give my life... And I was saved by my benefactor..." Hu Meiniang said thoughtfully.

She won't let these memories affect her.

Could that mysterious force from before have been what is known as destiny?

Her fate was rewritten, which is why these extraordinary circumstances occurred.

Hu Meiniang shook her head, not wanting to think too much.

Even if our benefactor rewrote it, so what?

I shouldn't have written about her; she could never be in this era.

It's also impossible for him to stand in the Jerk City building, in front of Ma Xiaoling.

"Hmm..." Ma Xiaoling looked at Hu Meiniang, waiting for Hu Meiniang's response.

At that moment, Mao You's voice came through the phone again.

"Ma Xiaoling, it's confirmed. The place where the golden cymbals were found is indeed called Phoenix Mountain..." Mao You said.

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"Ma Xiaoling, what do you think?" Mao You asked, gazing at the giant golden cymbals on Phoenix Mountain.

Recently, the golden cymbals burst forth with dazzling light, and suddenly the sand and stones that had been covering them cracked open, revealing the golden cymbals before our eyes.

This surprised the locals.

That's why so many people come here to watch and worship.

The key point is that the golden cymbal does this every day, radiating a golden light, which is quite mysterious.

"You should ask Meiniang about that," Ma Xiaoling said, glancing at Hu Meiniang.

Ask me?

Hu Meiniang shook her head, not understanding why the Golden Cymbal Dharma King's magic weapon would appear here.

"I don't know either," Hu Meiniang said.

Ma Xiaoling and Mao You exchanged a glance, lost in thought.

Sudden……

“Perhaps Mei Niang hasn’t regained her memories yet. As for the reason, only God knows. However, I think the Golden Cymbal Dharma King’s magic weapon seems to be a righteous item. But it’s a bit strange that a righteous item would fall into the hands of the centipede demon and be able to use it,” Ma Xiaoling said.

“It is indeed very strange,” Mao You agreed.

She frowned, lost in thought.

"Is it possible that, as Meiniang said, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, in a life-or-death situation, actually flew into a rage and was not afraid of death, which means that the Golden Cymbal Dharma King had something to rely on?" Mao You asked.

Having something to rely on...

"Perhaps. Only the parties involved know for sure." Ma Xiaoling said, glancing at Hu Meiniang, and then continued, "What we need to do now is figure out how to open the Golden Cymbal Dharma King's magic weapon."

The clasped cymbals were opened.

First, one must be able to activate the cymbals.

Mao You looked at Ma Xiaoling thoughtfully.

"Hmm, let me give it a try," Ma Xiaoling said after frowning and thinking for a moment.

In the blink of an eye.

Ma Xiaoling flicked her hand, and a talisman appeared. She threw it out.

The talisman burst forth with light, shooting towards the golden cymbals atop the distant mountain.