At this moment, he and Lin Yuan were both soaking in the blood in the barrel. The blood was thick and bubbling.

Then something strange happened, the blood began to invade the flesh of the two people and spread into the body.

Mr. Chunfeng's expression gradually relaxed.

"It's okay, it's okay. Although it's a little late, everything is going well. It won't be long before I can change my soul shell and be reborn again. Counting it, this is the fifth time I've been reborn as a soul."

There was a hint of smugness in his voice, an aura of pride and arrogance.

It seems as if the things he is doing now are so amazing, as if no one can do these things.

It has never been done before or since.

The first person in history.

"Lin Yuan, you have a good talent, but you are unlucky. If you had met me a few years later, I would have found another container by then, and maybe I could really treat you as a disciple. But now... it's not bad.

At that time, you can more or less retain a trace of consciousness, and you can witness my achievement of immortality in the next period of time, but slowly, your consciousness will gradually dissolve, and in the end it will no longer exist."

"I am telling you this so that you can understand all this, what I have done, and the meaning of your existence. Therefore, you should feel honored."

"If you have anything else to say, just say it. If you have a last wish, I will help you fulfill it."

Mr. Chunfeng kept talking for a long time and finally asked these questions.

Lin Yuan wanted to say.

But he couldn't tell.

If he can talk, he can definitely scold.

Now he can see the situation. Mr. Chunfeng didn't have good intentions when he first came to him.

It is to raise him as a 'container'.

It's to take over his body.

Lin Yuan knew that the idiom "dove occupying the magpie's nest" was what Mr. Chunfeng was going to do now.

But then I thought about it, I have been possessed by the evil spirit of Tanghulu, what does this mean?

Anyway, for me, it's all the same. Tanghulu wants this body, and Mr. Chunfeng also wants it. Moreover, Mr. Chunfeng is the one who came late.

If he could speak, Lin Yuan would definitely tell the other party that you were late.

Thinking of this made him want to laugh.

But he couldn't control his body, and even if he wanted to laugh, he couldn't.

Mr. Chunfeng's body has begun to melt at this moment.

Like hot wax soaked in hot water, the facial features begin to deform.

Lin Yuan didn't know the specific process of seizing the soul, but looking at this situation, he felt bad.

The melted Mr. Chunfeng mixed with the blood and water, and then began to spread up Lin Yuan's body. Lin Mo could see it, but he could do nothing.

Blood began to flow into his body along his mouth and nose.

This scene is extremely strange.

After it lasted for about a few minutes, a shrill scream suddenly came from Lin Yuan's mouth.

He began to struggle.

But it seemed to be suppressed by something, and even if I wanted to struggle, I couldn't.

The scream was not Lin Yuan's voice.

It's Mr. Chunfeng's voice.

The screams were followed by strange laughter.

But this time the voice changed. It was not Mr. Chunfeng or Lin Yuan, but another voice.

Lin Yuan could hear the sound anyway, and he knew that it was the candied haws that was laughing this time.

At that moment, Lin Yuan suddenly realized something.

This Tanghulu is definitely not a simple evil ghost as it seems on the surface, and the other party is definitely not an ordinary resident of the ghost town.

If he were just an ordinary evil ghost, could he plot against Mr. Chunfeng?

In Lin Yuan's eyes, Mr. Chunfeng is very powerful, omnipotent and unfathomable.

But for such a powerful being to be plotted by an ordinary evil ghost, you can't even think about it with your toes.

Since Mr. Chunfeng is not weak, it only means that Tanghulu is not simple.

Of course, Lin Yuan couldn't think of anything else at that time.

In this situation, Mr. Chunfeng, who was melted in blood, seemed to be fighting against Tanghu Lu, while Lin Yuan became a spectator.

This confrontation lasted for a long time.

Eventually, half of the blood water in the barrel was mixed with syrup, like blood-colored sugar water, glowing with light.

Finally, Mr. Chunfeng's voice disappeared, and so did the Tanghulu's voice.

Lin Yuan found that he slowly regained control of his body.

This process lasted overnight.

"What happened next?" Lin Mo was completely attracted by this story.

He didn't expect that when he was learning addition, subtraction, multiplication and division and memorizing ancient poems in school, his brother would have already experienced such a wonderful thing.

"Later, I didn't know. Mr. Chunfeng and Tanghulu never appeared again. I suspected that they fought to die together, but there is no more evidence. Or maybe, they are still in my body."

Lin Yuan said that he had probably finished speaking.

The situation was like this. Later, he spent time investigating Mr. Chunfeng's past and found out that he had done many evil things that were outrageous and outrageous. If he took any one out at random, a murderer of Zhou Li's level would only be able to compare with others.
Chapter completed!