I said coldly, "Blind, it's not that easy. You don't want to tell me about the ghost mother, at least you can tell me how to leave Niu Er's body and how to leave this world? ”

As soon as my words fell, the Dream Eater Tapir was so anxious that he shouted loudly: "Zhao Rui, don't you still understand? Niu Er's child has long died and can never be saved, why does Niu Er firmly believe that Tie Dan'er is still alive? Why didn't Niu Er give up after so many years? It's not just the power of the father, it's more about this guy!! ”

The dream-eating tapir pointed at the blind half-immortal and shouted, "It's him!" He killed Tie Dan'er, imprisoned Tie Dan'er's soul, constantly gave Niu Er hope, and shattered hope again and again, he did it on purpose! He just wants to drive Niu Er crazy, and then let him willingly summon the soul of another world———— that is, you! He won't let you go!! ”

The blind half-immortal finally couldn't maintain a cold expression, his face instantly became hideous, his eyes narrowed slightly, the crutch in his hand trembled, and countless vines appeared wrapped around the body of the dream-eating tapir.

I looked coldly at the blind half-immortal, and a surge of anger and fear welled up in my heart. This blind man is so cruel to play with human life, using Niu Er's pain and despair as his own pleasure.

The atmosphere in the environment became eerie, the temperature of the room plummeted, and the surrounding lights became dim and eerie. I felt a powerful sense of oppression, as if an invisible force was slowly eating away at my will.

The dream-eating tapir was entangled in vines, and he struggled in pain, but to no avail. As I watched this scene, anger ignited in my heart, I couldn't be controlled by this blind man, I couldn't be at his mercy.

"Blind, let him go!" I gritted my teeth, a hint of determination in my voice.

The blind half-immortal sneered, his eyes flashing with cunning and evil. "Do you think you'll be able to take back control? You're so naïve, Zhao Rui. You've been controlled by me for so long, and you still want to break free? No way! ”

There was mockery and smugness in his voice, and he seemed to enjoy the thrill of pushing me into a corner.

I tried my best to untie my body.

The fear and anger in my heart made me unusually brave, I was no longer afraid of this blind man, I had to overcome him, save myself and the dream-eating tapir.

I gathered the strength of my heart and stared at the blind half-immortal.

My eyes flashed with determination and perseverance, I am no longer a puppet controlled by him, I am Zhao Rui, I have my own will and strength.

Suddenly, a powerful surge of energy surged through my body.

I felt a mysterious force flowing around me, making me incredibly powerful.

I raised my hand and aimed it at the blind half-immortal, releasing a powerful burst of energy.

The blind half-immortal was hit by this energy, and his body was instantly impacted and flew upside down, hitting the wall.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood in pain, the expression on his face distorted.

I stood up and looked at the blind half-immortal, my heart filled with the joy of victory and the feeling of relief.

"Blind, you will be duly punished for your evil deeds." I said coldly.

The blind half-immortal suddenly laughed, his smile strange and misty.

His eyes rolled, white and white, and he looked a little crazy.

He said, "Zhao Rui, you'd rather believe in a monster than believe me." It always claims to be a mythical beast, but in reality? Hahahaha......"

"What are you laughing at? Shut up! The dream-eating tapir heard the ridicule of the blind half-immortal, and his angry nose shook wildly, glaring angrily.

The blind half-immortal coughed twice, looked at me fixedly and said, "Zhao Rui, are you interested in listening to me tell a story?" ”

I nodded almost without hesitation, knowing that the truth might be hidden in his story.

The blind half-immortal slowly told his story, which was the story of a pair of brothers and sisters.

In an ancient and remote mountain village, his brother Zhang Gong is an ordinary little boy.

He has a younger sister named Xiaomei.

Xiaomei is a naturally beautiful girl, with a delicate face, and when she laughs, two small dimples are deeply outlined on her fair cheeks, like two budding flowers. Her eyes were crystal clear, like a clear spring, revealing warmth and kindness.

Xiaomei is gentle and kind, she always brings joy and hope to the people in the village.

She often plays with the children in the village, chasing and playing by the tree-lined stream.

Her laughter is as crisp and melodious as a silver bell, and every laugh dissolves the sorrow of people in trouble.

The children in the village are full of love and respect for Xiaomei, and she always plays happily with them with a bright smile and innocent nature.

Whenever Xiaomei appeared in the streets and alleys of the village, the children would gather excitedly around her, as if to welcome a dear sister.

Together, they jump rope, hide and seek, and enjoy their childhood innocence carefree.

Xiaomei's cute appearance and lively personality make children fall in love with her.

Her two small dimples emerge brightly and visibly in laughter, as if they are the traces left by angels, warming the whole village.

However, Xiaomei was a superborn child, and in that era, superbirth was punished.

The rules of the village are strict, and families with superbirths have to pay a hefty fine to redeem this life that is considered a sin.

Xiaomei's family is poor and cannot afford to pay this huge fine, so she can only keep deducting her parents' centimeters, which puts them in a deeper predicament.

This ironic reality envelops the entire village in an eerie atmosphere.

Although the children love Xiaomei, they also feel the indifference and cruelty of the village.

Mei's days are like a gloomy picture, shrouded in the shadow of pain and injustice.

In the setting of the village, the eerie irony is suffocating.

The early morning sunlight poured into Mei's room through the dilapidated windows, casting a faint ray of light on her haggard countenance.

She slowly opened her eyes, mixed emotions surging in her heart. The first thing I do every morning is to face my grandmother's merciless taunts.

Grandma was an old and gloomy woman, and she always wore a cold expression. There was malice in her eyes towards Xiaomei, as if she were an unwelcome stranger.

Mother is okay, she tries her best to protect Xiaomei, but she can't change her grandmother's attitude.

The morning light illuminates the streets of the village, a seemingly peaceful world that hides endless darkness.

Children frolic in the streets, and laughter echoes in the air, as if in protest against this indifferent village.

Xiaomei stood in front of the window, looking at them, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart, as if she was enjoying the innocence of childhood with them.

Not far away, in the heart of the village is a gloomy temple.