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Kapitel 8

"Hasn't that precious corpse oil already flowed into your body?" the doll said with a smile.

"You...you're so insidious!" Xiao Lu felt nauseous when he thought of the corpse oil. He coughed a few times and vomited up the garbage buns from his morning.

"Tch~" the doll scoffed. "Those corpse oils are so precious, I feel bad for them! You inhaled them willingly! Don't you feel anything? The resentment on your body..." The doll brought her face close to Xiao Lu's, smiled wickedly, and said, "Soaring to the sky..." Then she burst into laughter.

Little Lu spat out his breakfast and immediately felt his stomach empty again. He looked at the girl lying at the bottom of the basement stairs, hesitated for a moment, walked up, and took a strand of hair from the top of the girl's head into his mouth. Suddenly, he felt something sweet and slightly fishy flow into his mouth, which was incredibly delicious.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't inhale too much! If someone dies, we'll be doomed!" the doll warned. Little Lu greedily hummed twice, but didn't stop.

"Hey! Hey—Little Pear—Are you done yet? Stop dawdling!" someone called softly from outside. The doll shouted for Little Lu to leave the girl quickly, but Little Lu was really too hungry...

The person outside couldn't hear the doll's voice. Seeing that no one was making a sound inside, he came in somewhat exasperated. He shone his flashlight and saw the girl lying on the ground with a dirty little monster lying on her head. He screamed in fright and ran out as fast as he could.

From then on, another terrifying legend was added to the neighborhood: a blood-sucking monster was hiding in the neighborhood. Some people said it was a vampire, while others said it was the spirit beast Di Ting of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, which came to punish evildoers. Look at that girl who stole the bicycle, didn't she get her retribution?

From then on, if any child misbehaved, the old ladies in the neighborhood would say with stern faces, "If you don't behave, I'll let Di Ting come and eat you!"

Liu Wei heard this legend half a month later.

twenty one.

When the legend of "Vampire Listener" was popular, all sorts of people in the neighborhood were busy.

Big M was busy being sick. For some reason, the M-shaped area on his forehead started to itch terribly, an unbearable itch. So Big M could only rub it incessantly on the ancient bricks of the "underground palace," rubbing until his forehead bled profusely, then became inflamed and oozing pus, but he still kept rubbing. The lion paced anxiously nearby. On one hand, it worried that Big M might have been poisoned by itself; it remembered that it had accidentally touched Big M's head before. On the other hand, it worried that Big M might die like this, and sooner or later, it would rub his head off.

With the whereabouts of the precious pearl unknown, Haiqing crawled into its throne—a stone coffin—and began to meditate in solitude, hoping to find the pearl as soon as possible.

Xiao Lu seems to have a special talent for being a soul-absorbing dog. Under the guidance of the vengeful spirit of the doll, he became increasingly fond of absorbing life essence. Not only did his body recover quickly, but his strength also became even greater. For example, he bit and killed the famous stray dog Ala outside the neighborhood in one bite, thus becoming famous overnight. In addition, due to his heroic deeds of killing people in the past, he suddenly became a well-known wild dog king, known as the "Doll Dog King" - because he always carried a tattered doll with him.

Knowing he would have little chance of finding the Ruyi Treasure Life Pearl within 24 hours, Liu Wei resorted to a desperate measure—to let Liu Wei die again, even though it would diminish his good karma and deplete a considerable amount of his internal energy. However, he had calculated that Liu Wei's natural lifespan was 89 years, while he was only 26 this year. He found it hard to imagine how he would spend the next 63 years imprisoned here.

For the past two weeks, Liu Wei had been trying various methods to kill Liu Wei. If it weren't for that damned old man, he would have already escaped this wretched body and continued searching for the treasure. To him, the treasure was more important than life itself. If it had a purpose more important than life, what did it matter if he lost some of his power?

He stood on the top of the hospital building, the highest place he could find in the vicinity.

From afar, he saw Old Liu stumbling and running towards him. Liu Wei smiled disdainfully. This time, you can't stop me, you old geezer! Recalling how the old man snatched the knife from his wrist, took him to have his stomach pumped after he took poison, and pulled him back from the speeding truck despite his own life... he actually smiled with a bit of joy. You old geezer, let's see how you stop me this time. Even if you do, it'll be too late.

"Son..." Old Liu trembled as he opened his arms from below, "Son... what is wrong with you?" Although it was deep winter, Old Liu was still covered in sweat. "Son... what's wrong? Talk to your father properly. Whatever you want, I'll give you. Please don't do anything rash..."

"I want Baozhu, do you have her?" Liu Wei muttered softly. "I want her to love only me forever, to never be unfaithful or fickle, can you do that? I want to find her who has slipped into the human world, can you do that? You can't, right... You can only rely on myself to fight for it!"

“Son, what did you say? Dad can’t hear you. Come down, or wait for Dad to come up, and we can talk it over properly, okay…” Old Liu’s voice trembled.

A large crowd quickly gathered downstairs at the community hospital. Several security guards saw this and immediately rushed upstairs to prepare to rescue the person.

The fat cat lion lay on the wall, as if watching a farce: Old Liu, Old Liu, you poisoned the cat, now you're getting your comeuppance, aren't you? Comeuppance, don't waste your kindness, that's not your son, your son is long dead.

Liu Wei smiled and suddenly jumped down.

It had been a long time since he had enjoyed the thrill of flying. But it would be over soon, it would be over soon, he would be free soon. In the moment of falling, Liu Wei suddenly understood those people who committed suicide—they were free when they died.

During his fall, he saw a woman lying on a hospital bed. Although it was only for 0.001 seconds, Liu Wei suddenly had a strange feeling, a feeling he had been searching for.

A gasp rippled through the crowd as Liu Wei realized he had landed on a soft mat.

twenty two.

Big M's illness was getting worse and worse. A pale red fluid kept flowing from its forehead, and it was still itching terribly. It kept rubbing itself on the floor of the "underground palace", the stone coffin and any hard and rough surface. If it had a knife, Big M would really like to cut off its own forehead. The pale red fluid was rubbed everywhere, but it did not leave any marks. As soon as the fluid dripped into the ground, walls and stone coffin, it immediately seeped into them.

The lion was frantic, but just then Haiqing went into seclusion; otherwise, it would surely have found a way!

The other stray cats also offered suggestions. Most of them thought that Big M must have eaten something unclean and was poisoned. They all complained that the lion had not taken good care of Big M, since Big M was Little Black's son!

Big M had rubbed his forehead so badly that it was unrecognizable, and he hadn't slept or eaten for days and nights.

Finally, exhausted, Big M lay down on the ground. "Lion, help me..."

"How can I help? Ugly brother, how do you want me to help?" the lion asked anxiously.

"Take a brick and rub it on my forehead, rub it hard..." Once the rubbing stops, the excruciating itch is like hundreds of worms gnawing at Big M's heart.

"Good...good! Good!" The lion hurriedly grabbed a brick and rubbed it hard against Big M's forehead. Thick liquid flowed out and slid into the lion's mouth. The lion suddenly felt a sweet and refreshing taste slide down its throat into its stomach and lungs, and its internal organs felt refreshed. So the lion simply threw away the brick and used its teeth to bite and gnaw on Big M's forehead.

"Lice! Lice! You really think you're a lice?! Are you crazy? You have poison in your mouth! Big M will die if you keep this up!" The other cats rushed over to pull the lion away. The lion came to his senses and was filled with remorse. He saw that Big M had already fainted.

In her dream, Big M saw the kind-faced man again. The man said, "Lingling, a great calamity is coming. I have already departed to face the calamity. You must deliver the precious pearl to Master Jingcheng as soon as possible! Otherwise, chaos will ensue in the six realms!"

"Baozhu was tricked away by the Yellow River spirit and her whereabouts are unknown. Moreover, I still haven't found Master Jingcheng! Lingling is sorry for her master!"

"Lingling is sorry, Master..."

"Lingling is sorry, Master..."

Big M murmured as it woke up. The lion was fast asleep beside it, looking exhausted. It must have fallen asleep from rubbing its forehead against Big M's.

The mere thought of her forehead intensified the itch, causing it to surge wildly through her body. Big M painfully banged her head against the wall, the sound waking up the other stray cats. They froze, too afraid to move.

Because Big M was too fast, so fast that its four dark claws formed a black line the instant it jumped and landed!

"Crack!" A faint sound of bones breaking could be heard from the impact with Big M. Big M was thrown back to the ground by the wall, blood streaming down his forehead and into his eyes, stinging them painfully.

In just half an hour, the cats watched in disbelief as a horn slowly emerged from the shattered skull of the mangled forehead. The horn was crystal clear, as transparent as crystal.

Big M suddenly felt that the itching on her forehead had stopped, and the wound healed quickly.

A black and white striped stray cat pointed at Big M, terrified: "Di-Di Ting!"

"Di Ting? Di Ting?! Blood-sucking Di Ting!" The cats, who had been so frightened by that legend that they dared not go out at night, were terrified and scattered in panic.

Yes, that crystal corner brought back Big M's memories.

I am Di Ting!

Big M straightened up and said, "Don't be afraid, everyone! Don't be afraid! Even if Big M turns into Di Ting, Big M will still be everyone's Big M!"

twenty three.

"Diting...it really is Diting!" The stray cats discussed among themselves, their hearts filled with excitement, trepidation, and disbelief. The feeling was no less than when Emperor Kangxi went on a private visit and suddenly revealed his identity among the common people, or like the brat you hang out with every day in the slums, who one day turns out to be the prince who had fallen into the common people's clutches.

The lion cautiously approached Big M, gently touching Big M's crystal horn with its front paw, trembling with excitement: "I touched the horn of Di Ting! It's Di Ting!!!"

Big M smiled, then its gaze turned serious, because its memories returned along with the crystal horn. Although it had only been in the human world for two months, Ksitigarbha had actually been missing for decades. With the "day of great calamity" mentioned by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva getting closer and closer, it had not only failed to find Master Jingcheng, but had also lost the wish-fulfilling life pearl. How could it not be anxious and serious?

Di Ting closed his eyes slightly, held his breath, and tried to sense the energy of the Wish-Fulfilling Jewel, visualizing it.

Visualization...

Haiqing was also meditating, hiding in the mechanism beneath the stone coffin, contemplating diligently.

During this time, the outside was noisy, and strange thick liquid kept seeping through the stone wall, disturbing its peace of mind. It thought of the life on the beautiful land of Hoh Xil that was about to be extinct in the world, and its mind became even more anxious. Where are you, Ruyi Bao Life Pearl?

Finally, the outside quieted down, and Haiqing could concentrate on his meditation. However, a powerful force seemed to be hindering and binding him. As soon as his meditation touched the pearl, it was immediately bounced back. After several such instances, Haiqing felt exhausted and had a splitting headache.

Big M suddenly opened its eyes, took a step back, and the other cats surrounded it with concern. Big M smiled faintly.

Who is it? Who possesses such powerful energy?

Even the visualization of Di Ting cannot break through the barrier he set up?

Big M began searching through the six realms for any human, god, or demon who might covet the precious pearl, but he eliminated them all. As for the Yellow River Soul, it was now trapped inside the human Liu Wei's body and couldn't possibly have such great power!

Big M fell into deep thought.

Who could it be?

The wish-fulfilling pearl must be in this person's hands!

Big M carefully examined this "underground palace." Before, when his wisdom was not yet awakened, Big M was just a little cat who didn't understand the ways of the world. But now, his way of thinking about people and things is naturally different. Calling this place a "palace" is not an exaggeration at all. The walls around him are scientifically and rationally constructed, with exquisite carvings. The layout has been strictly guided by a Feng Shui master. Big M is almost certain that this is an ancient tomb, and that stone box is the coffin.

The main root of the old locust tree spirit in the community is rooted here. Its roots are thick and vigorous, spreading out in all directions in the soil, almost covering the entire underground area of the community.

Big M let out a "uh-woo" sound and summoned the old demon. Although the old locust tree spirit had been cultivating for a long time, its aptitude was very poor. Its daily progress was due to this feng shui treasure land and its diligence and never slacking off. While others made progress by a foot a day, it only made progress by an inch a day. However, even this inch-by-inch progress could not withstand the accumulation of thousands of years. So now, it can be considered quite powerful. Even the feng shui master who guided the community developer back then repeatedly warned that this old locust tree must not be touched under any circumstances.

Although Di Ting is not its direct superior, it is a favorite of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and everyone will give it some face.

The old locust tree spirit stood there respectfully, and before Big M could even ask a question, it took the initiative to flatter and fawn: "I watched your mother and father grow up, and witnessed their love and how you were when you were born... I know everything about this place."

The old tree spirit realized that the moment Di Ting descended to earth was also the moment it sought refuge. Knowing that Big M would not want others to see or mention this matter, it said nothing more.

"That would be perfect, Uncle Tree Spirit..." Big M's address of "Uncle Tree Spirit" made the old locust tree a little uneasy. Everyone in the circle knew that whoever was polite to Di Ting was not far from being in trouble.

Big M reverted to his true nature, smiling wickedly: "Uncle Tree Spirit, shouldn't you prune those messy, tangled roots of yours?"

These words made the old tree spirit's beard tremble, and all its tendrils shrank nervously. "My divine beast ancestor, that's my lifeline!"

"Huh?" Big M raised his chin.

The old tree spirit stuck out its tongue, saying it had been spending too much time online at the illegal internet cafe near the entrance of the neighborhood lately. "Just tell me what you need."

“It’s nothing serious,” said Big M. “When I came here two months ago, I accidentally lost a bead. Actually, that bead was a little trinket that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would play with in his spare time. It wasn’t very useful, but it was still an ornament, and it wouldn’t be good to lose it. I wonder if Uncle Tree Spirit has seen it?”

"I've seen it! I've seen it!" The old tree spirit had long suspected it was about the bead, and probably had practiced this answer in his mind several times. "Back then, the Yellow River spirit took it and hid it inside the belly of a black pigeon in Old Liu's pigeon coop. Later, those pigeons were disturbed and flown away by a fat cat, and I don't know where it went!"

"Really?" Big M moved closer to it and tugged at its whiskers.

"Really, really!" Fine beads of sweat appeared on the old tree spirit's forehead.

Big M lowered its whiskers and said, "It's alright, you can go back now. If you find out where the bead is, report to me immediately, otherwise I'll have to shave your whiskers!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes..." The old tree spirit said "yes" repeatedly, thinking to himself: This Di Ting is even more ruthless than that Hai Qing demon. That Pallas's cat only wants the rat to scratch my itch.

twenty four.

Little Lu is carrying a doll on her back, and the doll is wrapped around another doll.

Previously, the doll's vengeful spirit was limited to that building due to the constraints of its physical form. Now, however, with Xiao Lu carrying it, the doll has finally seen the wider world.

It was late at night, and the moon had grown fuzzy, turning a yellowish color.

Xiao Lu sneaked into the hospital carrying a doll on her back.

Xiao Lu looked at the pale woman lying on the hospital bed. Several tubes were inserted into the woman's body, making her look like an irrigation device.

"Is she your enemy?" Xiao Lu asked.

The doll nodded, her eyes filled with complex emotions. "It's her! She's the one who caused me to lose my human form, preventing me from even being reincarnated!"

"Then why don't you kill her?" Xiao Lu asked, licking her lips. "I can help you!"

"I don't need your help!" The doll grabbed Xiao Lu, looked at the woman lying on the hospital bed, and said hatefully, "I'll make her wish she were dead!"