Chapter Fifty-Five The Third Person

  "Your thoughts are really too active, if you can move freely, it would be my headache." Mo Dafu said calmly. Then, he stretched out one arm and easily picked up Han Li, took a step forward, and walked out of the house.

  Now, the scorching sun outside is still very hot, Han Li feels that he has been inside the house for a long time, but in fact it was only a very short moment.

  Mo Daifu carried Han Li, just like carrying an object, very casually through the side house's medicinal garden, and arrived in front of a remote stone wall. The giant also silently followed behind him, like his shadow, not leaving his side by an inch.

  Han Li looked through his eyes and clearly saw that in front of him, a stone house had been built at some point, which he had never seen before. This stone house was very similar to the stone chamber where Han Li used to meditate, all made of stone materials, the only difference being that the outer wall was simply painted with a layer of lime water.

  Judging from the materials used in the stone house, although it's a bit rough, it's clear that it was just completed recently. If he still had his sense of smell, he should be able to catch a whiff of the pungent smell of slaked lime.

  "Iron slaves, stay outside and kill anyone who approaches this house without hesitation." Mo Dafu gave the bloody order, clearly afraid of unexpected events ruining his plans.

  The stone gate was easily pushed open, and he walked in without hesitation. He then closed the stone gate with a natural gesture, as if he were familiar with this room. It seemed that Mo Dafu was no stranger to this house, and it was likely that he had built it himself.

  The stone house was closed, without a single window. After the stone gate was closed, Han Li thought that inside should be as dark as winter, and nothing could be seen clearly. But what he saw was that the room was filled with all kinds of oil lamps and candles of different thicknesses, which were placed on a small piece of land that was not very large. The lights and candles shone brightly, and the wax fire was piled up, making it as bright as daylight.

  The situation in the house left Han Li speechless. Of course, he had a problem now and even if he wanted to speak up, he couldn't do it.

  But all of this is irrelevant, what makes Han Li feel uneasy is that a strange pattern of several meters in diameter is painted in the middle of the entire stone house. The pattern seems to be made with some kind of powder, specifically what it is, Han Li cannot know because he can't get close to identify it carefully.

  On the periphery of the pattern, there are several places where fist-sized green jade is inlaid. The jade stone under the candlelight is crystal clear and transparent, and at a glance, it can be known that it is a rare thing. If a connoisseur who loves to play with this kind of thing sees it, such good raw jade is actually being wasted by being inlaid on the stone floor, I'm afraid he will be heartbroken for several nights and won't be able to sleep.

  Han Lizheng hid inside his body, looking out in a daze, but heard a "thud" and his body was thrown back to the center of the pattern, lying on the ground, only able to see the roof.

  Han Li was somewhat anxious, at this critical juncture, he couldn't see Mo Dafu's every move, how could he be at ease? But as the saying goes, "man is on the chopping board", and there's nothing to be done about it. Afterwards, he could only comfort himself, fortunately, he wasn't facing downwards, otherwise, he wouldn't even have been able to see the roof.

  "Hmm" "Hmm" "Hmm"......

  A string of strange noises sounded, Han Li was somewhat surprised, but soon discovered that the light had dimmed a lot, and only then did he realize that Mo Daifu had extinguished many of the lamps.

  But I don't know if there's any deeper meaning behind what he did.

  A moment later, Mo Dafu suddenly spoke up.

  "Does the method you're talking about really work? I've got everything riding on it." His voice was colder than ice.

  Han Li was somewhat perplexed, very puzzled, was he talking to him? But listening to the tone didn't seem quite right! However, inside the stone house, apart from the two of them, there were no other people. Was it that Mo Daifu had forgotten so quickly, and he still had the damned yellow paper stuck on him, unable to speak at all.

  "No problem at all, I previously sent you the 'Seven Ghosts Devouring Soul Great Method' and the 'Stabilizing Mind Symbol', have they ever been fake?" A strange man's voice suddenly appeared in the room, his tone seemed to be quite young, only in his twenties.

  Han Li was numb and apathetic, the strange things he experienced today were more numerous than what he had heard in the past few years. At this moment, even if a sudden voice popped out, it seemed like nothing out of the ordinary.

  "Hmph! Useful in front, useless behind."

  Mo's doctor spouted dirty words, leaving Han Li in shock. If it were in the past, this wouldn't be a big deal. But thinking about Mo's current handsome appearance, yet speaking with a mouthful of profanity, couldn't help but make Han Li feel bitter and amused.

  "If you deliberately left me a way out at the last moment and let me fall into the trap, who else can I go to?"

  Before the young man could respond, Mo Dafu continued on his own:

  "Don't talk, you come and guarantee. You should know that you were supposed to be a dead man, and the one who killed you is me. Can you not have any resentment? Not secretly deceiving me?"

  The doctor's repeated questioning left no room for rebuttal, as if to vent all the unease in his heart.

  Then, apart from Mo Daifu's heavy breathing, there was a long period of dead silence.

  For a long time, there was no response from the young man.

  Han Li felt a chill in his heart upon hearing these words. This young man who had suddenly appeared was actually someone who had died once, could it be that he wasn't human? Moreover, from their conversation, Han Li inferred that the strange technique Mo Daifu had used earlier had originated from this person's body.

  "What do you want me to do? I have already sworn a poisonous oath in the name of my ancestors, parents, and entire family, even my whole clan. Can't this satisfy you?" The young man finally spoke out in indignation.

  Han Li's heart skipped a beat, this young man was so ruthless and crazy, using so many close relatives to make vows, just to gain the trust of Mo Dafu, it can be seen that he is also a naturally cold-blooded person. The little sympathy that had arisen in his heart due to shared hardships suddenly vanished.

  "Not bad, I can't do anything to you, your physical body is already destroyed, only your spirit remains here, unable to see the light of day. Compared to having one's soul dispersed and spirit annihilated, it's not like things are much better for you either." Dr. Mo's tone softened, seemingly unwilling to escalate the situation further.