Chapter 31: The Core of the Circle

"Both murders have the shadow of a puppeteer, and if Boss Isa is a puppeteer, he is involved in both cases." I said, "The second murder case of Chen Chang. Boss Isa used puppetry to manipulate Chen Chang in order to capture the locust tree spirit, so the first murder of the little daughter-in-law? What's going on? ā€

Xie Ling shook his head: "I don't understand it either." These days, I have pondered these things over and over again in the soul refining furnace, and found that there are still many doubts, especially the death of the little daughter-in-law in the first murder case. I once visited the deceased's home, and this little daughter-in-law had nothing to do with Boss Isa, or even with the Longcheng cultivation world. Now I can only guess out of thin air, the death of this little daughter-in-law happened randomly, and even if it wasn't her, it would be someone else. ā€

"Oh? Tell me more about it. I said.

Xie Ling said: "I don't understand the specifics, but there is an immature inference, the puppeteer is likely to be practicing the puppet technique." ā€

"Real yĆ n?" I wondered.

"I've known Boss Isa for many years. Master has had a relationship with him, and as far as I know, he has never shown his puppetry. But why do you have to guess that it's him, one is that this person's mana is boundless, and as a mortal, his cultivation is nearing the end. Such a cultivator, even if he doesn't know this spell, he can understand it and understand it by himself after a little contact. It's like a pianist, even if you've never heard this piece before, you just need to listen to it a few times. You can pop up the tune like a decent. Among the people I know, only he has this understanding, and the second reason why he can comprehend the almost lost puppet technique is that Boss Isa and Lin Wenmei have a deep relationship, husband and wife, even if they are divorced. The complexity of the relationship is not for outsiders. As long as there is Lin Wenmei, there is the shadow of a puppeteer. If these two points are met, I can't think of anyone else but Ersa. ā€

Xie Ling continued, "If Boss Isa is really a puppeteer. It won't take him too long to get the puppetry. In the process of practicing, you always have to go to the real yĆ n, and the little daughter-in-law and Chen Chang are the guinea pigs in his real yĆ n. ā€

I scratched my head and said with a bitter face: "If Elsa is really as powerful as you say, add another Lin Wenmei, who is similar to a demon." What are we still playing, isn't fighting against them looking for death? ā€

Xie Ling was silent for a moment: "My principle of doing things has always been to do things and do things in front of you. Since I have come to the Soul Refining Furnace, then I will definitely destroy this evil magic weapon, this is fate, it is also a mission, and it is also the principle of my dealing. Luo Dao, you just say you can't help or not, right? ā€

"Do I have any options?" I smiled wryly and said, "I can't get out anyway." What is the situation of this Lin Wenmei, who is she or Ersa? ā€

Xie Ling was silent for a long time and said: "I still remember when I was a child, Nanhua and I followed my father to Longcheng, and the two female elders who were the best to us at that time were Aunt Wang and Aunt Lin Wenmei. I remember that she was in her prime, very beautiful and feminine, and had a lively temperament, and her previous job was a kindergarten teacher. At that time, Nanhua and I rushed to get close to her......" Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly: "But many years later, I came to Long City again and found that her temperament had changed greatly. The woman who collected the body in the bomb shelter is what she looks like now. ā€

I gasped: "This person is really vicious, and he can't tell that he was a beautiful woman when he was young." ā€

"The Soul Refining Furnace is her magic weapon, the body and mind are one, and it also records many of her secret memories." Xie Ling said: "I have been exploring in the soul refining furnace these days, discovering some of her secrets, and probably knowing why she became like this. Lin Wenmei's change probably began when she divorced Boss Ersa, and she should have gotten a cheatbook and a magic weapon because of some chance. He paused and said, "It's about cultivating to become an immortal." ā€

"Huh?!" I exclaimed.

I can't help but think of my friend Zhao Le, a long time ago, during one of our expeditions into the mountains, he inadvertently got the guidance of the immortal family, and later in Li Damin's basement, his body was broken into thousands of pieces, and it is speculated that it is likely that the autopsy was dismembered into an immortal.

In the past, in my impression, the immortal was a very detached being, with a chic figure, a long-sleeved robe, or riding a crane or riding a cloud and mist, traveling nine days away. But since I came into contact with Zhao Le, whose temperament has changed greatly, and his superman theory, whenever the word "immortal" is mentioned, I have a creepy feeling.

Xie Ling said: "The magic weapon she got is this soul refining furnace, Lin Wenmei refining the soul to achieve her goal of becoming an immortal." The process of cultivation is very secretive, and it is impossible for outsiders to know about it, and I can't guess one or two of it. Lin Wenmei collects ghosts, steals people's souls, and uses them for her own use, and her personality has changed greatly, vicious and ugly. If she hadn't been stopped, it was hard to imagine what would have happened next. ā€

"Okay, so what should we do?" I say. Zhen He helps.

Xie Ling groaned and said, "Lin Wenmei will lead her soul into the core formation of the soul refining furnace for a certain period of time every day to cultivate, only at this time is she the weakest and our only chance. ā€

"Is that her I saw in the bomb shelter?" I asked.

"It's her and it's not her." Xie Ling said: "What you saw in the bomb shelter was not her soul deity, but the spirit guide she left in the soul refining furnace, just like the subconscious reflection you had in your own dreams. She was able to devour and assimilate other ghosts into herself, as you see from the high platform of the bomb shelter, and she assimilated the little girl into her. All of these 'she' were scattered throughout the world of the Soul Refining Furnace, and they only did one thing. ā€

"What?"

"Find me, and kill me." Xie Ling said calmly.

He looked at me and said, "There are more and more of her here, you can also see it, the waiters in the hotel just now are also her, they are like white blood cells in the human body, searching for my virus everywhere." The longer I stay here, the more dangerous it becomes. Maybe you'll be caught by her and assimilated into her. Even if you die, the shadow husk you left behind will be on your mission to kill me. ā€

I wiped my face heavily: "Jieling, I won't do anything to hurt you." ā€

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." He said, "Okay, I'll tell you how to steal into the core circle of the soul refining furnace, you can't delay it any longer." ā€

Just as Xie Ling said, the core circle of the Soul Refining Furnace is at the bottom of this building. My task was to go down the stairs all the way down to the innermost core. Xie Ling didn't know what the situation was, he just told me that there was a core in the magic circle, as long as it was stolen out and brought to him to destroy it, the soul refining furnace would be destroyed.

As I was talking, suddenly the whole building trembled like an earthquake, and I clung to the wall in horror. Xie Ling's face was calm, and he said slowly: "Her soul deity has come to cultivate." The time has come, Luo Dao, it's up to you. ā€

I walked to the door of the room, held the handle, and took a deep breath, what would happen when I walked out of this door was completely unpredictable, and maybe I would never come back.

Xie Ling looked at me: "Luo Dao, this matter is over, if we are all safe, I will take you as a disciple." ā€

I smiled, "I have only one request." ā€

"Say it."

"I hope you can reconcile Nanhua Bing's past suspicions." I say.

Xie Ling was stunned, he didn't expect me to make this request, he was silent for a moment, and said, "I'll try my best." ā€

I twisted the handle slightly and opened the door.

Outside the door was the corridor of the hotel, long and dark, empty, and there was no one in sight. I slowly stepped out of the door, Xie Ling stood at the door, pointed to the door number and said, "Remember this sign, it is still here when you come back, I will wait for you, don't go wrong." ā€

I looked up and the house number was 666.

Coming to the end of the corridor, this hotel is strange, there is no elevator, only a floor of spiral down stairs. There was no one in the space, and there was no sound in the silent hallway except for the dim light bulbs that hissed and rattled. I tried to take my steps as lightly as I could, tiptoeing down, walking, and a question came to my mind.

Will I be able to trust the bell? What he said to me made sense, at least logically, but wouldn't it be a bit presumptuous for me to go to a dangerous unknown territory in such a daze? If Xie Nanhua was in my position at this time, what would he do?

I sighed, there is a good saying in Jieling, now you have no choice but to continue to do it. The language style of the bell is like this, sometimes there is no right shape for the hangerlang, and sometimes the words that can stumble over anyone.

I counted the signs all the way to the bottom, and now I'm on the first floor. Fortunately, the road was relatively smooth, and I didn't see anyone. Xie Ling said that the formation core of the Soul Refining Furnace is under the hotel, so how should I enter?

At the corner of the staircase on the first floor, there is a staircase that continues downward. In the dim light, I could see that it was dark underneath the stairs, and I didn't know where I could get to.

The staircase was blocked by a pile of debris, and all over the staircase were broken wooden planks and iron shelves, and to go down, it was necessary to climb over these obstacles. I wandered around twice, hesitated, gritted my teeth, held on to the rags, and jumped in.

As soon as I landed, a cloud of smoke and dust was stirred up, and I choked and coughed, so I quickly covered my mouth.

The black air here is extremely thick, shaped like black smoke, and as soon as I entered, it seemed to be enveloped in it. I looked into the depths of the dark staircase, and the more I looked, the more scary it became.

I walked down cautiously, and I really had the illusion of entering another world. The staircase here spirals downward, and the sense of distance is soon lost, only to go deeper and deeper, and when you look up again, there is not a trace of light on it.

I was in the dark and now I was on my own.

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