Chapter 55: A Higher Rank

  Li Baobao's confession made Fu Chuan feel a pang of heartache, he didn't expect Li Baobao to be so bold. But at this time, Fu Chuan couldn't say anything else, he stared at Li Baobao, and finally, all the words he wanted to say were just three words: "I'm sorry."

  This apology was understood by Li Baobao as something else, while Fu Chuan just wanted Li Baobao to know about his indifference towards her over the years. Fu Chuan only wanted to say sorry.

  "Why say sorry?" Li Baobao asked.

  Fuhe shook his head, reached out again and pulled Li Baobao into his arms to sit down. He wanted to tell Li Baobao to marry him, or he wanted to tell Li Baobao the truth, but how could he tell her the true reason that he was afraid of death?

  "Brother, are you afraid of death?" Li Baobao asked.

  Fuhe bowed his head and leaned against her bosom, feeling very tired, so he didn't want to say a word. "Baby, would you die for me?"

  Li Baobao looked at him for a moment, then wrapped her arms around Fu Chuan's neck. She smiled coquettishly and said: "I won't, I want to be with you until we're old and grey."

  In Fu Chuan's eyes, she had always been a little demon. Fu Chuan held her even tighter, yes, he also wanted to grow old with this woman, but could they really?

  After resting for a few days, Fu Chuan's body gradually recovered, but he still couldn't restore the spiritual energy inside his body to its previous level. Even if Li Baobao gave him the last white pill, it was no use. Fu Chuan had no choice but to strengthen the seal of the Bao Fa Building, although he knew that if Hua Zi forced her way in, this seal might not be able to stop her.

  Fuhe could feel that the seal of Jiahe Building was about to be broken by Huazi, so before his injury healed, he had almost exhausted the spiritual power in his body to strengthen the seal outside Baofa Building.

  Fu Chuan had Fu Jiu by his side at all times, just in case, while Li Baobao stuck to Fu Chuan's side every step of the way, under the guise of protecting him.

  Recently, Fu has been staying indoors for several days. When he had some free time, he would sit in the garden on the top floor of the building until the sun set in the west before going downstairs. San Yang boiled a pot of tea and brought a cup to Fu Chuan.

  "Master, how much longer do we have to wait?" San Yang was clearly more anxious than Fu Chuan. Fu Chuan smiled and asked San Yang, "My injury has not healed yet, are you asking me to go die heroically?"

  Fuhe's words were just a joke, but they made Anyang blush and feel a bit embarrassed. "Master, I know it's all because I didn't practice my magic well enough every day, so I couldn't help you."

  Fu Xiang smiled and said, "Alright, it's enough that you know this much. Try harder next time."

  Just as Fugui was about to finish the cup of tea in his hand, Huiling appeared before him. He was now wearing a large red cassock with golden edges, and it could be seen that he had compromised.

  "Huiling Master, how was it? Was the feeling of going back good?" Fuchuan asked jokingly. He clearly knew that Qing'er was here, so Huiling wouldn't wholeheartedly go back to host anything.

  "Don't laugh at me." Huiling walked over, and San Yang also brought him a cup of tea, "Thank you." San Yang smiled and said no need to thank.

  Huiling asked Fu Chuan if there was anything he needed help with. Fu Chuan smiled and asked Huiling, "Can I borrow the Golden Buddha from your Fahua Temple for a while?"

  Hui Ling shook her head repeatedly, "I'm afraid I can't make the decision."

  Fujiang told Huiling that after thinking about it, he felt that the only way to eliminate Huazi and the music box now was to borrow a more powerful spiritual power to calm down Huazi and then further eliminate this disaster.

  "Is she really that formidable?" Huiling asked.

  "Yes, it's fierce. Even Master almost died at her hands." San Yang took over the conversation and said, Fu Chuan glanced at San Yang, his eyes seeming to thank him for explaining.

  Three sheep closed their mouths, and Fu Chuan finally spoke up: "It's very powerful, a kind of power I've never seen before. I think that if it weren't for the great resentment in her body, this power might actually be good."

  "I think it's not good, she is an evil spirit born from resentment, this resentment is not suitable to stay in the world at all." Huiling looked at Fu Chuan, "Jin Fo, I won't lend her to you, but I've done something that will definitely satisfy you."

  Huiling told Fu Chuan that he had suppressed the music box under the golden Buddha of over 10 million tons in the main hall of Fahua Temple, and within 49 days, they would be superimposed and have the opportunity to own again.

  Fu Chuan said: "Thank you."

  Huiling said it was a small matter, but Fu Chuan asked about Huiling's return to Fahua Temple, which was also the reason for Huiling's visit this time. He told Fu Chuan that he had indeed found many suspicious points upon his return, including the death of Master Ranyi and the death of Qing'er back then.

  Huiling told Fu Chuan that after he went back, he went to the mountain cave in the back mountain where Ranyi Dashi was closed. He found that it didn't look like someone had been closed there at all, and even no belongings of Ranyi Fashi were left behind. He was very sure that during those ten years, Ranyi Fashi was not in the mountain cave for seclusion.

  This time Huiling came to invite Fu Chuan to stay in Fahua Temple for a while, and Fu Chuan smiled and said that he could hardly protect himself now, but he would definitely go to Fahua Temple to 'purify his heart' after surviving the great disaster.

  Huiling told Fu Chuan that after this return, three months later he will officially take over as the abbot of Fahua Temple. "So soon?" Fu Chuan asked.

  Huilin nodded and said: "It's indeed urgent, but the elder will say that Fahua Temple can't be without an abbot for a day."

  "Didn't they let go of your past either?"

  Hui Ling bowed her head and then nodded very cautiously, "Yes."

  Fujiang stretched out his hand, "Congratulations."

  Huiling was speechless with laughter and tears, and Fu Chuan's words made him feel suffocated. He looked at Fu Chuan and said, "I'll leave Qing'er's matter to you."

  "Alright, I promised you something and I will definitely do it."

  After Huiling left, Fu Chuan asked San Yang to bring another cup of tea. Fu Chuan leaned back in his wooden chair and closed his eyes. At this moment, the sky suddenly swept up a gust of black wind.

  Fujiang opened his eyes and looked at the black air above his head. San Yang hid behind a wooden chair, nervously asking: "Master, what is that thing?"

  "It seems she has broken the seal." Fu Chuan picked up his teacup and flung it into the sky, whereupon the tea water transformed into a dragon that flew towards the heavens. Water is the purest of substances, and tea is also a plant born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth; thus these two things can become instruments for vanquishing evil in Fu Chuan's hands.

  That black air was temporarily dispersed, Fu Chuan pulled San Yang towards the iron gate and ran, but just as they were about to step out, the iron gate suddenly closed.

  The black air in the sky gathered together and gradually turned into Huazhang's face. She laughed loudly at Fu Chuan: "I didn't expect to break through the seal so quickly."

  Fu Chuan knew she was being blocked by the boundary of the building, so he only dared to show off his might outside the building. Fu Chuan was this kind of person, when he had a bit of an advantage, he would become arrogant and forget himself. Now he thought that if he were to die, he couldn't lose face in front of the enemy, because he had always been someone who only knew how to show off his might.

  Fuhe gazed at the black air in the sky and said, "You wicked creature! I originally wanted to use your parents to reform you, giving you a chance to reincarnate, but you didn't cherish it. I've decided not to give you another opportunity. I won't let you stay in the mortal world!"

  "Haha, is that so?" Hana laughed loudly, "Alright, I'll let you see how I bring calamity to the world. I'm telling you, this building has a barrier protecting it now, but I will eventually break through here and bathe in blood. And for now, I want you to know what happens when you oppose me!"

  "Idiot!" Three Sheep cursed, indeed, what kind of master there is, what kind of stupid apprentice there is, all are quick-witted people.

  Fujiang's worst fears had finally come true, and Huazhi's first act after breaking the seal was to go on a killing spree, showing no mercy whatsoever. On the second day alone, there were ten reported deaths in just one area.

  Fu Chuan didn't know what Hana would do next, but he knew she wouldn't stop this. Fu Chuan also knew that he still had no way to deal with Hana for now.

  At this time, Fu Chuan's police friend Xiao Liu found him and told Fu Chuan a piece of news that the teacher who killed his own students at school had escaped from the mental hospital.

  Fujiang was annoyed and didn't expect Xiaoliu to come bother him with this kind of thing, so he sent Xiaoliu to find his colleague to deal with it, he didn't want to be distracted by this matter.

  But Xiao Liu told Fu Chuan that when the teacher escaped that night, a black strange wind blew outside the mental hospital, and then the teacher disappeared.

  Hei Feng? Hua Zi? What is Hua Zi going to see that teacher for?

  "Hei Feng? Then that teacher disappeared?" Fu Chuan asked again, Xiao Liu nodded very certainly, "At that time, the nurses and doctors in the hospital all said so."

  What did Hua Zi go find that teacher for?

  Fuhe was lost in thought. Shouldn't the matter with Hana and that teacher be over by now? Why did Hana still want to go find that teacher, didn't that teacher know something?

  Fu Chuan asked Xiao Liu if he could take him to the hospital for a check-up, and Xiao Liu agreed, but told Fu Chuan not to mention it to anyone else, as this matter had now become top secret.

  Fu Chuan agreed, and Xiao Liu arranged for him to be taken to a psychiatric hospital. This was not Fu Chuan's first visit to the hospital; he had been there before to see that teacher, but after staying for a long time and asking many questions, he hadn't gotten any answers, so he left.

  On the way, Fugawa kept thinking about what connection Hana and this teacher had. Was it that Hana's conscience had awakened to visit the victim who was so badly hurt by her own doing?

  Fu Chuan felt that there must be something he didn't know about, so Fu Chuan walked into the teacher's ward where she had lived for decades. The ward was very clean and there were no other clues. Fu Chuan walked to the window and saw that it seemed like someone had forcibly pulled it open. The hole was big enough for an adult to climb out of. There were also two footprints on the windowsill, indicating that he must have escaped through the window.

  Fuhe felt that this house was very strange. Before, Fuhe had come into contact with some mentally ill patients due to business matters. Their rooms were vastly different from this one. Most of them drew their rooms like a garbage dump, but this room was exceptionally clean, except for some spider webs in the corners, it was almost spotless.

  Fu Chuan walked to the bedside, where several books were still placed. They were all books that Fu Chuan didn't usually read, foreign language books, and even some relatively obscure ones from abroad.

  Fuhe felt something was off, his hand reached out to the bedside, then he felt that there seemed to be something under the bed, this feeling grew stronger and stronger.

  "What did you find?" Little Liu asked from behind Fu Chuan.

  Fuhe grasped the bedside with one hand, wanting to lift up the bed, but he was injured and couldn't budge it at all. He could only call out for Xiaoliu behind him to lend a hand.

  The two of them lifted up this iron bed completely, turned it over, and surprisingly, something appeared. Under the bed were a few rolls of paper stuck in between.

  Those papers looked just like the kind of toilet paper people use every day, but Fu Chuan saw that there were some strange things drawn on those toilet papers.

  Fu Chuan pulled out the toilet paper from under the bed and spread it out on the bed, only to discover that there were some things drawn on it that he couldn't understand at all. Fu Chuan rolled up the toilet paper in front of Little Liu, thinking that he should go find Xing Chengtian now, as the words on the toilet paper could probably only be explained by Xing Chengtian.

  Fu Chuan walked out of the mental hospital, and just as Xiao Liu finished the phone call, he stopped Fu Chuan who was about to leave. "The person has been found, do you want to see him?" Xiao Liu asked.

  Fu Chuan agreed, he also wanted to see the person that Huazhi was so eager to get. Earlier by the window, apart from finding a shoe print, Fu Chuan had also discovered a drop of dark red liquid - it was Huazhi's blood. How could Huazhi have been bleeding without reason? There was only one possibility: she must have been injured. And who else could have hurt her but that teacher?

  Fu Chuan actually wanted to go see the teacher who hurt Huazai, what's his capability anyway.

  The man was locked up in a police station and later sent back to the mental hospital because he shouted loudly in the police station, affecting the police's work.

  At the end of the corridor, Fu Chuan walked towards the inside. This is a well-equipped hospital. The person has been in this hospital for almost twenty years and has never had an escape incident before. But this time, the incident also told Fu Chuan that the teacher who was a model for others but brutally killed his three students knew something that Fu Chuan didn't know, and it's very likely to be about Huāzi.

  Fu Chuan walked into the isolation ward, where he was bound by white cloth and sat on the ground. Fu Chuan could tell that he knew someone had come, but he just kept pretending to be stupid.

  "Is that Teacher Lin?" Fu Chuang asked with a smile, squatting down in front of the man, without any malice.

  He didn't even lift his head, he turned his body around and faced away from Fu Chuang. Fu Chuang wasn't angry either, later on he simply sat down, and said: "In 1996, you killed three of your students, can you tell me why?"

  Fujiang tried to open his memory, "At that time you told the police that your students were possessed by demons, and you were helping them."

  "But they locked you up in here instead."

  Fujiang could roughly imagine what had happened at first, even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. It was Huazhi's masterpiece.

  "How did that thing invade your student's body, can you tell me?"

  He finally reacted, slowly turning his head, looking at Fu Chuan, and asked in a low voice: "Do you believe that there are ghosts and demons in this world?"

  Fukawa nodded cautiously and said, "In our line of work, we call them spirits, not devils."

  "Teacher Lin, if you want to tell me something, I can tell you that every single word you say from now on, I will absolutely believe, because I'm in this line of work." Fu Chuan said seriously.

  Mr. Lin took a deep breath and said, "I'm not crazy, do you believe me?"

  "Why don't I believe it?" Fu Chuan retorted.

  Mr. Lin still didn't quite believe Fu Can, as many doctors over the years had pretended to believe in him just to study him. "Give me a reason to believe you."

  Fu Chuan knew that someone who had been suffering from a nervous disorder for so long would not easily believe others. At this moment, Fu Chuan stretched out his palm, opened it up, and let Lin Teacher see the flames burning in his palm. Lin Teacher still didn't believe him, "This is just magic."

  "Really?"

  Fu Chuan stood up with a smile, and at this moment, Fu Chuan struck the palm thunder in his hand towards a corner of the house. After a moderate shock, a red-clothed female ghost in the corner was struck by the palm thunder and her soul flew away.

  Mr. Lin looked at Fu Chuan: "Are you really a ghost catcher?"

  "No, I'm a Taoist, just without wearing Taoist robes," Fu Chuan said.

  Fu Xiang asked: "Teacher Lin, please believe me, I absolutely have no malicious intentions. On the contrary, I am the one who wants to subdue that ghost, but now I've encountered a bit of trouble and I hope you can help me."

  Mr. Lin said: "I don't know what I can help you with."

  "Anything, anything you know can be told to me."

  Mr. Lin thought for a moment, then told Fu Chuan that at the time he didn't know why he had killed his own students either. When he came to, he only saw three students lying on the ground, and the whole floor was covered in blood.

  Fu Chuan told him that he was possessed by a ghost or being controlled, so he didn't know what had happened at all. Fu Chuan asked him how things had happened back then.

  Mr. Lin told Fu Chuan that, in fact, everything was because those three students brought back an ugly music box after playing in the back mountain and returning to school. After the music box arrived at school, everything became different.

  The music box seems to have some kind of magic power, as if everyone who sees it wants to own it and can't help but get it.

  Mr. Lin had seen the music box before, but when he first saw it, he asked those children to throw away the music box, perhaps that's how he offended the thing inside the music box.

  Later, students began to disappear one after another. Mr. Lin realized that this matter was related to the music box. At that time, he consulted a lot of materials and found a small story in an old World War II military magazine about how enemies used a new type of weapon to annihilate their opponents on the battlefield. He thought it was just a small story at first, but when he saw the "Made in Germany" label on the back of the music box, Mr. Lin finally felt something was wrong. He carried the children and threw the music box into the school's deep well, but the next day, the music box would automatically return to its original place.

  Mr. Lin thought of many ways to eliminate this music box, but none of them worked. Later, Mr. Lin also browsed more materials and still couldn't find a solution.

  He listened carefully and said, "But in the end you found a way to eliminate it, didn't you?"

  Mr. Lin did not nod, but said: "It's not a way to completely eliminate it, but a way to hurt it. The child is called Huā Zǐ (Flower Child). When I first saw it, I couldn't bear it, it was so pitiful."

  "Why be kind and end up harming yourself in the end."

  Fuhe asked, and Lin Laoshi smiled slightly. He said: "When I was young, I had a younger sister who looked just like her, like a doll. But later she died of illness, and I've always missed my own little sister."

  Mr. Lin was spared because of a momentary kindness and his own sister, and Hua Zi's ability at that time was not strong enough to easily harm others, so Mr. Lin lived for so long. After Hua Zi's power recovered, she began her killing spree in school, as the evil spirit needed blood and time to become even more malevolent and powerful.

  Mr. Lin told Fu Chuan that he knew at the time that if he hadn't disposed of the music box in a timely manner, it would have harmed those students of his, and to this day he still feels extremely remorseful.

  Fujiang looked ahead and asked after a moment: "Teacher Lin, didn't she come looking for you yesterday?"

  Mr. Lin nodded and said, "Yes, you may not believe it when I say it out loud, but she's here to take me out, and she also said she wants to repay me."

  "Repaid you?" Fu Chuan asked curiously, "Repaid you for not destroying her back then?"

  Mr. Lin nodded and said, "Yes, she also said that because I didn't destroy her, there is today's her."

  Fu Xiang seemed to have heard a glimmer of hope and hastily asked: "Miss Lin, did you find a way to eliminate her, and what about the music box?"

  Fu Chuan thought he had come to the hospital at the right time, and Teacher Lin must know a way to cure Huāzi. Teacher Lin took a look at Fu Chuan and said, "To be honest, there's nothing much that can be done. This isn't a way to eliminate Huāzi, nor can it open the music box. It can only seal her back into the music box once again."

  Fujiang thought this was a good idea, as long as he could re-seal Huazhi into the music box, he could hand it over to the ghost messenger, who would take the music box down to the underworld and open it, thus trapping Huazhi in the 18th level of hell forever.

  Mr. Lin told Fu Chuan that he also knew it by coincidence, when those children dug out the music box that year, around the music box, in addition to some already damaged yellow talismans, there was a mainspring, and on that mainspring, a very mysterious pattern was engraved, Mr. Lin, because of his love for hunting some more obscure books, so he didn't understand that pattern, but also knew which civilization it belonged to.

  Mr. Lin told Fu Chuan that the text belonged to ancient Tibetan literature, so he specifically went to find his classmate who studied ancient Tibetan literature in Tibet. The classmate told Mr. Lin that the pattern on the belt was actually a key.

  "Is it the mainspring?" Fuchuan asked.

  Mr. Lin nodded and said, "Right, the spring is the key. As long as you find that key, you can open the music box and re-seal Huāzi. If you can't even open the music box, how can you re-seal her?"

  "That year I let her off because of a moment's soft-heartedness."

  Fu Chuan hastily asked: "Where is the hairpin?"

  Mr. Lin regretfully said to Chuan: "She had already taken it away last night."

  Fujiang looked at Lin Laoshi with a tone of disappointment, "Yesterday she came to find you, should be for the post, and it was you who actively gave it to her?"

  "If I don't give it, I will die."

  Fujiang thought it made sense, "it's better to live a life of shame than to die with dignity", "I have the music box, she has the mainspring, which means I still need to find that mainspring now."

  Fu Chuan thought this was an impossible task, but since there's hope now, he should at least give it a try.

  Fujiang glanced at Teacher Lin and asked: "Perhaps it's safest for you to stay here."

  Mr. Lin sneered and said with a smile, "Do you think I still want to go out?"

  When Fuhe left, he asked Xiaoliu to see him home.

  On the way, Xiaoliu asked Fuchuan how much longer it would take to handle this matter. Fuchuan gave Xiaoliu an ambiguous answer, telling him that if he didn't die, then the matter could be resolved; but if he died and Huazi still existed in this world, then Xiaoliu would have to find someone else to do it.

  After Fu Chuan returned, he had been studying the roll of toilet paper he brought back. He passed it to Xing Chengtian to take a look. Xing Chengtian gave him the same answer that Lin Laoshi told him, which was an ancient Tibetan text meaning a passage leading to evil. Xing Chengtian told Fu Chuan that Tibet had been mysterious since mythological times and was said to have passages leading to heaven and hell.

  The spring recorded is the key to hell, Xing Chengtian also told Fu Chuan that during World War II, Germany had a special department for Hitler to collect supernatural powers. This department spent a lot of time searching for the path to heaven and hell in Tibet, they wanted to summon those evil forces to help them, but later failed. However, spiritual weapons were born later. Xing Chengtian gave his personal opinion that those Germans must have found something in Tibet back then, so when manufacturing spiritual weapons, they made a Tibetan black magic style spring as the key.

  Fu Chuan listened carefully, afraid of missing something. Xing Chengtian told Fu Chuan that the spring was probably the key to opening the music box. "Didn't you say it couldn't be opened?"

  Fuhe said it couldn't be opened, but as long as the music box was opened, Hana could be sealed again. He was willing to give it a try. Xing Chengtian said that the pattern on the seal explained that in order to open it, one had to be a destined heavenly person.

  Fu Chuan asked Xing Chengtian what is a heavenly person, Xing Chengtian simply told Fu Chuan that a heavenly person is someone chosen by heaven, also known as the son of God, or can be the child of the devil.

  One good one bad, it all depends on the person's heart.

  Xing Chengtian's words were getting deeper and more profound, and Fu Chuan felt a bit overwhelmed. He hung up the phone and waited until he had calmed down before calling Huiling. By the time he decided to call Huiling, Fu Chuan had already thought of what to do next.

  Fu Chuan let Hui Ling bring over the music box.

  Just then, Li Baobao walked in from outside the house. She had already heard what Fu Chuan and Xing Chengtian were saying earlier, "I've heard everything, are you going to go there to find that something about a watch spring?"

  "Yes." Fu Chuan didn't hide it from Li Baobao either.

  "Big brother, don't go, it's too dangerous. You yourself said that the mainspring is in Huazhi's hands and you're still injured. If you go now, it's simply going to be suicidal. I disagree with you going!"

  Fujiang looked at Li Baobao's concern for himself, even if he died now, he would be willing to do so. "You think I'm going to deal with her? Now that I've withdrawn my hand, won't she continue to deal with us?"

  "Baby, don't be naive. Now there's only one choice in front of us, that is to find a way to find that mainspring and then continue to seal the flower child."

  Fujiang pulled Li Baobao into his arms and wiped away her tears, "Don't cry, you won't be pretty if you keep crying, okay?"

  Li Baobao kept pulling at his clothes and wouldn't let him go. Fu Chuan had injuries on his body, Li Baobao knew that if he left this time, it was uncertain whether he would be able to come back or not.

  "Big brother, don't go, you'll definitely get into trouble if you go like this, I'll go instead."

  Li Baobao volunteered and also for the sake of Fu Chuan. She said: "I'm very clever, I can definitely get what you want out after I go in."

  "I won't let you go." Fu Chuan's words were light and gentle, but absolutely forceful. He would never watch Li Baobao take risks for him.

  Li Baobao let go of her own hands and said: "This time you don't let me go, I have to go anyway."

  "Why?"

  Li Baobao raised a smile and looked at Fu Chuan, saying: "Because I separated a part of my own soul and hid it in the Jiahe Building."

  Fu Chuan's hand had already risen, but that slap never landed. He stared at Li Baobao, truly wishing he could strangle this dead girl to death.

  "Soul Separation Technique is a forbidden Taoist technique, 'Why must it be done.'"

  "Because I want to help you, help you understand the situation inside Jiahua Building, my soul went in and can help us see clearly the situation inside Jiahua Building." Li Baobao said.

  "I told you I don't need your help!" Fu Chuan knew how dangerous this was, "Do you know what will happen if she discovers your soul?"

  "Let's go." Li Baobao said with a glance at Fu Chuan, she knew it was very dangerous, but some things were worth the risk.

  Fujiang thought it was a big fuss, she pushed Li Baobao away, now he not only had to go to Jiahao Building to steal the notice, but also help Li Baobao get his soul back.

  But Li Baobao followed Fu Chuan all the way to the back alley of Jiahe Building, she got off the car with Fu Chuan, and neither of them spoke along the way.

  In the alley, Fu Chuan finally exploded, pinning Li Baobao against the wall, and even the nearby Ping'er and San Yang were frightened.

  "Damn you! If I were your ancestor, I'd come up from the underworld and beat you to death!"

  This time in Fu Chuan's eyes, Li Bao Bao was just making a scene. Li Bao Bao gritted her teeth and wanted to break free, but Fu Chuan didn't give her any chance.

  "Master Shibo, let go of Master Fu!" Jingyan stepped forward to plead, knowing that Fu Chuan's grip was extremely tight, having broken her fingers the last time.

  Li Baobao's face was stuck on the cold wall, she smiled and ridiculed Fu Chuan: "I at least dare to say and do, I have always dared to face my emotions directly, like is like, want to be together then be together, where are you, timid and fearful."

  "Fu Chuan, you're just afraid of death. Don't think I don't know what's on your mind. You're afraid that if you marry me, you'll die on our wedding night, aren't you?"

  Many things, Li Baobao knew, but didn't want to say out loud. Even if she wanted to say something, it should be Fu Chuan himself who says it. But over the years, Fu Chuan has been willing to go out and hit on other women, not even willing to look at her. What did Fu Chuan really take Li Baobao as?

  "All these years you've been with other women, I know all about it. You think of me, Li Baobao, as what kind of person? Let me tell you, don't think so highly of yourself. This time, I'm not doing this for you, but for the Li family."

  "At that time, Auntie sealed off Huāzi, and she left a message saying that the descendants of the Li family must find a way to eliminate this evil spirit."

  Li Baobao knew that Fu Chuan didn't believe her, so she stepped on his foot with one foot. Fu Chuan was in pain and finally let go of Li Baobao. Li Baobao threw a silk handkerchief to Fu Chuan: "You should recognize my aunt's handwriting, right? It says that we, the descendants of the Li family, have been entrusted to eliminate Huazi."

  "Now you can rest assured, I'm not doing it for your sake."

  The two of them seem to have fallen back into their old, terrible relationship. Neither of them knows how to love or respect each other, even though they both still have feelings for each other deep down.

  Li Baobao looked at Fu Chuan, her expression was confident and firm. She said: "I will go in myself, this matter is no longer just your business, but the Li family's business. Huazi was sealed by my Li family, now she has reappeared, as a member of the Li family, I have the responsibility to recapture and seal her again."

  Fuhe took a deep breath, and Li Baobao's tone was serious. "Alright, since you want to go die, I have no reason to stop you."

  "Thank you!"

  Li Baobao is also a stubborn and strong-willed person, and Fu Chuan is no exception. They were born on the same year, month, and day, and even have the same zodiac sign - Ox. Therefore, they will never get along well for a long time in this life. As soon as their sweet period ends, they will reveal their true nature.

  When Li Baobao was in the Grand Mansion, she drank the Xuan Tian Water. The Xuan Tian Water is a secret treasure of the Li family that allows people to become invisible in front of spirits, making it impossible for them to detect anyone beside them. However, the effect of the Xuan Tian Water only lasts for an hour.

  Li Baobao was stopped by Fu Chuan at the entrance before she walked into the building. He put a few thunderclaps in her bag and said, "Keep them for self-defense, remember to come out within an hour, get the mainspring and then come out."

  Li Baobao shook off Fu Chuan's hand and said: "I know!"

  Long before Li Baobao arrived, she had already seen Huāzi putting the spring on herself through her own wandering soul in the building.

  Hua Zi is now on the rooftop, Li Bao Bao can't take the elevator, so she has to walk up to the rooftop.

  Roof top

  Hana held the music box and walked towards Mitsui Hiroga, "Grandfather, look, this music box is much more beautiful than your old one."

  Mitsui Hiroga had his eyes closed, but the fangs in his mouth were already protruding. Mitsui Hiroga was not a good person to begin with, and Hanako thought it was great that her collection now had another formidable one.

  Hana is now waiting for Mitsui Hiroya to die. "Grandfather, I finally know why your heart is so cruel and poisonous. It's because you don't have a heart."

  Mitsui Hiroga's transformation has long been unable to be called human, but rather a demon. Mitsui Hiroga is not a good person, and the evil energy and yin energy on his body have replaced the yang energy inside him over the years. This is also why this late-stage cancer patient can live to be 110 years old, and the evil spirits who come to claim his life do not dare to touch him.

  Just then, Mitsui Hiroga slowly opened his green pupils, and he opened his mouth as if he had woken up.

  "Hana-ko." He still knew her.

  "Grandfather." Hanako looked at him, the two of them evenly matched in strength. Mitsui Hiroya easily broke free from his restraints without exerting himself. In reality, when Hanako found Mitsui Hiroya, he was already unconscious.

  Mitsui Hiroya roughly thirty years ago discovered the changes in his body, although his face was normally aging, Mitsui Hiroya felt that the power inside his body was getting stronger and stronger, as if the organs inside his body had been replaced, but it was also at that time that Mitsui Hiroya began to crave flesh and blood.

  All these years, he has been living on the blood of humans, and the things he eats are also people he lures back to his villa from outside. He eats their flesh and blood, and other things make him vomit as soon as they enter his mouth, while only human flesh and blood can give him a feeling of fullness.

  Mitsui Hiroshi knew that something inside his body was starting to awaken, and for the first time he felt afraid, but he also liked this change, which made him feel like he still had a lot of time left in this world.

  Mitsui Hiroya grasped Hakase's neck, Hakase was a being of form that almost nothing could grasp, yet Mitsui Hiroya easily grasped her, his hand seeming to apply only slight force would snap Hakase's neck.

  Mitsui Hiroshi smiled at Hanako, "Unexpected, isn't it."

  Hanako looked at Mitsui Hiro in terror, "What are you?!"

  "I'm your grandfather, only I'm a bit more advanced than you." He said proudly, then tossed the flower aside.

  He fainted, only to emerge now for the sake of breaking out of his cocoon. Mitsui Hiroya looked at Hanako and said, "You can't kill me. In Chinese, it's called being outside the Six Paths of Reincarnation, while you're still inside, even if you're a murderer."

  Mitsui Hiroga's skin also began to change, originally pale skin turned dark black and became extremely hard, and his body was much taller than before. Mitsui Hiroga felt like he had returned to his youthful days, with endless energy.

  He looked at Hanako, his eyes gleaming with a green light: "Hanako, we are family, maybe we can be like before."

  Hanako hung her head, the dark energy around her growing thicker. Her strength lay in that aura of resentment, but Mitsui Hiroya walked right into it, unafraid.

  He crouched in front of Huazai, pinching his chin, "Just like when I taught you to write before, no matter how many times I teach you, you don't understand. The heavens and earth have abandoned me, your little resentment is useless against me."

  Mitsui Hiroga pulled Hanako up from the ground and slammed her against the gate, "Hanako, I want you to understand that today you can go all out, but absolutely cannot hurt me."

  "Go get me the music box, no matter what you have to do."

  Mitachi Hiroe stood on the rooftop, gazing out at the distant view. He let out a long roar towards the sky, and in an instant, dark clouds gathered.

  In the alley, it suddenly started raining. San Yang anxiously asked Fu Chuan: "Master, it's raining, isn't that a bad omen? Do you think Master Shu will have some trouble? Shall we go in?"

  Fu Chuan didn't know where to go without worrying, just when Fu Chuan wanted to rush in, the blue-clothed female ghost appeared. Fu Chuan looked over and saw her standing on the corridor of the second floor, pointing towards the deepest part of the alley behind.