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Cheng Yi looked at her and smiled, "When they wake up tomorrow, they will have completely forgotten all of this. Even if some people have some fragmented memories left, when asked about these things, everyone can just say they don't know."

A-Lian walked over with a bitter face: "Others are easy to fool, but Xiao-Min is injured. We can't just pretend we didn't see the wound on her arm, can we?"

Cheng Yi said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, as long as you don't know anything, what can they do? They can't just make up an excuse out of thin air. You guys chat first, I'll go check on Azhi."

Inside the tent, Xiaoting was disinfecting Azhi's abrasions. When the medicine touched the wound, Azhi winced in pain.

Cheng Yi smiled and said, "It's a good thing we brought you along, otherwise, we would have been in a real mess."

Xiaoting, however, was in no mood for jokes; a hint of worry appeared in her eyes: "Who exactly was that man? We...we killed someone, won't we be in trouble?"

Cheng Yi shook his head and said, "Don't worry, that guy was just a puppet. It's very likely that he was created by some cult using an evil spirit to possess him."

There's usually more than one of these things; there's likely more trouble to come.

He pointed in the direction where the fight had taken place. "Write down this location. When you get back, tell Uncle Zheng and ask them to help investigate and see if there are any suspicious hideouts nearby."

Xiaoting sighed, "They're too busy to bother with our affairs. The ghost town below the police station is enough to give them a headache."

"Still haven't found the entrance to the Ghost Realm?" Cheng Yi asked.

"I originally thought the entrance to the ghost realm was under the police station, but I only discovered these past two days that there have been cases of spirits possessing people in the building next to the police station as well."

Xiaoting explained, "The police station didn't dare to make a big fuss, fearing it would cause public panic, so they could only send the ghost-catching team to handle it quietly."

As a result, the uncle found a ghost dressed in a Japanese military uniform in the underground parking lot of the building. After returning home, he checked the history of the Japanese occupation period and found out that the place below the police station was just an entertainment venue for the Japanese army, while the building opposite the police station was originally a Japanese military base.

The man who committed seppuku, Issey Miyake, was only a colonel, while the commander of the entire military base was Lieutenant General Tadayoshi Sato.

She paused, her tone becoming more serious: "That old Japanese devil disappeared after the liberation. Many people say he fled to avoid punishment. Now it seems that he is very likely hiding in this ghost realm, and perhaps there are even more ghosts of war criminals from back then hidden there."

"So, we can't find the entrance to the Ghost Realm yet?" Cheng Yi raised an eyebrow.

“Hmm.” Xiaoting nodded. “But my uncle said we could ask the descendants of the Hong Kong Iron Plate Diviner; perhaps they could find some clues.”

Cheng Yi smiled noncommittally; he couldn't help with this for the time being.

However, he secretly wondered to himself that many horror movies in Hong Kong are related to skyscrapers, perhaps because there are so many skyscrapers here and the population is so dense that it is easy for evil spirits to breed.

Silent all night.

When they woke up the next morning, the college students had indeed completely forgotten what happened the night before. They packed their things with great enthusiasm and prepared to return home.

Xiaomin, still dazed, stared at the bandage on her arm, repeatedly asking, "How did I get this injury? What happened last night?"

Donnie Yen's gaze towards Cheng Yi was a little strange, carrying a hint of inquiry and doubt.

Cheng Yi guessed that his "words become law" had a slightly weaker influence on him and had not been able to completely erase his memory.

Even so, it was really painful to spend 500 hours of my life time to deal with him, but I didn't even see a ripple.

It's true that this "words become law" function, though seemingly powerful, is actually a money-devouring beast and a bottomless pit, consuming an astonishing amount of resources.

As everyone was packing up to go home, Cheng Yi's phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed it was A Miao.

"Hey, Brother Cheng, I'm in big trouble!"

On the other end of the phone, A Miao's voice was trembling with tears, "I called my master for help, but he said he was busy and told me to come find you."

Cheng Yi laughed and said, "What? You ran into an assassin again?"

"No, wasn't the assassin incident already resolved?" A-Miao hurriedly said, "It's my sister who's in trouble!"

"What happened to your sister?" Cheng Yi's tone also became serious.

“After my grandfather passed away, my family left a will stating that no descendant was allowed to go to Southeast Asia, especially not to Thailand.”

Amiao's voice choked with sobs, "But my sister secretly went to Thailand with a classmate a few days ago, and then she got into an accident and ended up in the hospital."

I called her classmate and found out that they had been attacked by a swarm of centipedes, and both of them were bitten all over their bodies. My sister is still in the intensive care unit, while her classmate's injuries were much minor and she has already been discharged.

"Do you want to go to Thailand to see your sister?" Cheng Yi asked.

"It's no use me going there; it won't solve the problem at all."

With a sob in her voice, A Miao pleaded, "That's why I thought of Master, but Master is busy. I can only rely on you, Brother Cheng, you must save my sister!"

Cheng Yi's heart skipped a beat. It seemed there really was a movie called "Centipede Curse" with the exact same plot. It looked like he had fallen into another story world.

He reassured her, "Ah Miao, don't panic. Your sister has most likely been cursed or bewitched. I'll contact a travel agency now and book a flight to Thailand as soon as possible to see her. That should be able to resolve the issue."

A Miao finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you so much, Brother Cheng! By the way, when you book the tickets, could you book two? I'd like to go with you."

After thinking about it, Cheng Yi figured that having more people would provide more support, so he agreed.

After hanging up, he called Peng Mei again and asked her to help him book two plane tickets to Thailand.

Peng Mei not only readily agreed, but also offered to take them to Thailand, saying that they would be safe if they got into trouble there and had no one to look after them since they were unfamiliar with the place.

Cheng thanked Peng Mei, hung up the phone, and went straight to find Young Master Zhang.

Young Master Zhang was teaching Xiao Rong how to draw talismans in his yard. Xiao Rong held the yellow talisman paper and carefully copied it stroke by stroke, looking quite professional.

Upon Cheng Yi's sudden visit, Young Master Zhang put down his cinnabar brush and looked at him, puzzled.

Cheng got straight to the point: "Uncle Zhang, I want to learn how to make amulets from you."

Young Master Zhang snorted and said irritably, "Do you think making a talisman is as simple as cultivating Taoist magic? The selection of talisman paper, the preparation of cinnabar, the steps of carving, and the order of brushstrokes—every step has its intricacies."

After it's made, it needs to be consecrated and activated using one's own magical power. If any step goes wrong, the talisman becomes nothing but a piece of waste paper.

Cheng felt overwhelmed upon hearing this and began to have second thoughts.

After all, this thing sounds very complicated, but it's a protective charm item that even the system recognizes, and he really covets it.

Moreover, this trip to Thailand may involve encountering evil spirits or sorcerers, so having an amulet will provide extra protection for my safety.

Seeing his hesitation, Young Master Zhang turned and went into the house. He took out an old book that looked a bit yellowed and handed it to Cheng Yi: "This book, 'Maoshan Talismans,' is a unique copy that my Grandmaster Uncle brought out from the Sutra Repository when our Northern Sect moved out."

"You may be exceptionally talented, but you still need to learn the basics of talismanic arts. Take this and study it yourself, but don't damage it; it's a unique secret manual!"

Cheng took it and examined it carefully, turning it over and over.

The pages of the book were already yellowed and brittle, and it recorded the methods of making various talismans. However, the strange shapes of the talismans, as well as the crooked and illegible handwriting and pictures, gave him a headache.

"Is this something... even a normal person could learn?" Cheng Yi couldn't help but mutter. "Even if someone did learn it, wouldn't a normal person probably go crazy?"

He quickly handed the ancient book back to Young Master Zhang and said with a wry smile, "Forget it, Uncle Zhang, I'd rather learn something easier. I've never been good at drawing since I was a child. My chickens look like ducks, my horses look like camels, and when I finally managed to draw a teacher, the teacher asked me which demon I was drawing. This talisman is so complicated, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it."

Young Master Zhang sighed, put away the ancient book, and shook his head, saying, "I originally wanted to pass on this skill to you, but I didn't expect you to be so unworthy of it. This most powerful talisman, the Heaven-Piercing Earth-Summoning Talisman, is probably going to be lost."

"Senior Uncle, what kind of talisman is this? Its name is so powerful, it can even reach the heavens and the earth?"

Young Master Zhang carefully opened the ancient book, pointed to the runes drawn on the last two pages, and said solemnly, "This is a secret of Maoshan. Originally, it was a life-saving talisman left to the disciples by the Three Mao True Lords when they passed away. However, it was passed down from generation to generation by unworthy disciples, until in the end, they could no longer summon the Three Mao True Lords and could only rely on their own magic power to summon ghosts and gods for protection. But in the last two hundred years, due to the decline of spiritual energy, this kind of talisman has become impossible to make."

Cheng Yi leaned closer to take a closer look and saw that the pattern of the talisman was even more complicated and chaotic, with twisted and intertwined lines, as if it contained some kind of mysterious rhythm. After just one glance, he felt a slight pain in his head, as if he was about to be burst by the information inside.

System notification: You have viewed "Maoshan Talismans" and obtained the talisman-making skill: Heaven-Piercing and Earth-Summoning Talisman.

Divine Talisman Creation: Using divine sense as a pen, magical power as ink, and spiritual blood as runes, divine talismans are created that can be integrated into the talisman holder's body to protect them closely.

First, the Heaven-Piercing Spirit Summoning Talisman:

1. True Spirit Summoning: From the spiritual essence of heaven and earth and the system of ghosts and gods, a "Guardian True Spirit" is drawn out, which only recognizes the aura of the talisman holder. This True Spirit has no physical form but possesses strong spiritual energy and is absolutely loyal to the talisman holder, and is not subject to any external evil interference or manipulation by others.

2. Three-layer protection: The true spirit will form a protective system with the talisman holder at its core. In normal circumstances, it will emit spiritual energy to isolate evil spirits and bad luck from approaching. When encountering spiritual attacks or evil curses, it will condense a spiritual shield to withstand the damage and purify the malicious energy. If the talisman holder is in a life-or-death crisis, the true spirit will briefly manifest its spiritual power to deter low-level evil spirits and forcibly offset fatal damage.

3. Spiritual Feedback: As long as the true spirit exists, it will continuously feed back a trace amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. On the one hand, it repairs the loss of magical power caused by the holder activating the talisman, and on the other hand, it slowly nourishes the foundation of magical power and enhances the sensitivity to the energy of heaven and earth.

Wow, it's that simple?

Cheng Yi picked up the ancient book again and flipped through it from beginning to end, only to be dumbfounded—damn it, this is strange, apart from the amulet, no other talisman could be recognized by his divine talisman making skill.

Protective Talisman: Directly blocks attacks and damage from evil spirits, and can also fight back autonomously, replenishing the talisman's mana by absorbing spiritual energy.

Cheng Yi sighed. It seemed he had underestimated the art of talismans. However, learning how to create protective talismans made the trip worthwhile.

He walked over to Xiao Rong, took the brush from his hand, dipped it in cinnabar, and held it up in the air for a long time, but he just couldn't bring himself to paint—alas, he still can't paint!

Cheng Yi angrily put down his brush, stretched out his finger, and drew dots in the air for a while.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. With a flick of his fingertips, a drop of golden blood appeared out of thin air and landed on the cut yellow talisman paper beside him.

The blood seemed to come alive, flowing automatically across the talisman paper, forming a strangely shaped rune before slowly seeping into the paper and disappearing.

System notification: You have created a protective talisman.

Cheng Yi picked up the yellow talisman and was about to examine it closely when a hand grabbed his wrist and snatched the talisman away.

Young Master Zhang gripped the talisman paper with a solemn expression, examining it from all angles, clicking his tongue in amazement: "What kind of talisman-drawing method is this? Using your own blood? And it can be formed in one stroke? This is a bit unreasonable!"

Seeing his shocked expression, Cheng found it amusing, so he condensed another drop of golden blood and placed it on another talisman, creating another protective talisman.

He folded the newly made talisman into a triangle, placed it in Xiao Rong's hand, and said with a smile, "This talisman is for you, Xiao Rong."

Although Xiao Rong didn't know the power of the talisman, she happily accepted it and bowed respectfully to Cheng Yi, saying, "Thank you, Brother Cheng Yi."

Cheng Yi grabbed a thick stack of talismans from the side and casually put them into the black and white world—"I gave you two divine talismans, so I should at least get some of the cost back."

That evening, Cheng Yi, with Peng Mei in his arms, met up with A Miao at the airport. A Miao watched the two being so intimate, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes. The three of them then boarded a plane to Thailand together.

Three hours later, Cheng Yi woke up in Peng Mei's arms. Peng Mei playfully pulled his restless hands out of her skirt, but Cheng Yi smiled mischievously and whispered a few words in her ear, making Peng Mei blush.

It was almost midnight when I arrived at the hotel I had booked after leaving Bangkok Airport.

The three of them ate something casually at the hotel restaurant and then went back to their rooms to rest.

In the dead of night, Cheng Yi attempted for the first time to draw a talisman that could summon spirits from heaven to earth on a person's body.

He condensed drops of golden blood at his fingertips and slowly traced them on Peng Mei's back.

As the final stroke was completed, a complex rune lit up on her back, emitting a faint golden light.

However, the divine talisman lasted for less than a minute before turning into specks of light and gradually disappearing from Peng Mei's body.

The moment the divine talisman entered his body, Cheng Yi suddenly felt overworked, his head was heavy and his feet were light, and even his eyelids felt heavy.

You should know that ever since his physical attributes exceeded 30, this kind of fatigue that is common among ordinary people has been far away from him, but now he can clearly feel it.

Fortunately, his body was immortal. Almost the instant he felt fatigued, his physical and mental strength began to recover rapidly, and the blood he had consumed was quickly replenished.