Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

The long string, which seemed so fragile in Feng Che's hands that it wouldn't last a single cycle, became incredibly resilient when looped around "its" neck.

When it was placed around the paper doll's neck, the long string was still loose and wobbly.

A night breeze blew, and the paper doll, like a little ghost in the dark, swayed and frolicked.

(?′?`?)

But now that they were on "its" neck, Feng Che had just listened to Wei Wuxian's advice and thought it made some sense.

No, I wasn't doing it with the intention of torturing people~

After all, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death~

As long as you can still breathe, aren't you alive?

?( ?'?'?)?

"It": A living Yama! ↗

You listened to me this time...

.·′ˉ`(＞▂＜)′ˉ`·.

So Feng Che didn't kill him; he simply used the long string to cut off his head, leaving him half-hanging from a southeast branch.

Even in their final moments, they must constantly feel the fear of death, so that they will remember it well!

Just moments ago, it was boasting about being tough as nails, but now, suffocating, its face was flushed red and purple, its hands gripping the long string around its neck tightly, its tongue almost sticking out.

In a desperate attempt to find a moment of peace, its hands, amplified by gravity, became bloodied.

With its head hanging low, it struggled desperately, kicking its legs wildly, like a stranded fish on the verge of death but unable to escape. It no longer cried out "Phoenix God" to disturb people's ears...

The long string seemed to be fitted with a spring, pulling back slightly just before they were about to die, then relaxing a little, and then repeating the cycle again. If this continued, even the hardest bones would become brittle!

After all, "it" is just a vague and ethereal "god".

When "it" people's lives are threatened, faith doesn't seem to be very effective.

Such torture is worse than a quick death, a clean break!

Feng Che: I was just watching the show anyway, but you guys have such foul mouths~

To speak so presumptuously about A-Xian is no longer a matter between the Nine Gates, but my own business!

?(o_ov)?

Our Wei Wuxian is kind and won't stoop to your level, but I, Feng Che, will definitely stand my ground!

My own child can't suffer like this for nothing! This bastard's injustice!

If we say that the row of Teru Teru Bozu No. 2 dolls hanging themselves from the southeast branch are in a state of being unable to live or die...

The unassuming man standing before Feng Che, who had initially hurled insults at Wei Wuxian, was now Feng Che's special guest for the evening!

His hands were tightly bound to the tree branch in a position beyond the limits of human endurance, by a long string.

He was forced to use the skin and flesh connecting his broken bones to support the weight of his entire body!

The fragrant red spider lily that Feng Che had just picked up from Wei Wuxian instantly returned to its original ornate shape as a sachet.

With a touch of mysophobia, Feng Che resembled a cold-blooded judge. His gloved hands and slender fingers gripped the man's chin tightly, his eyes behind the mask fixed on him.

He closed the fan in his hand, the feathers of the fan parting his lips like a sharp blade.

They forcibly shoved the sachet, encased in metal and containing a small piece of refreshing incense, into the man's mouth!

Like a tightly shut gate, it blocked out all the man's nauseating curses, and for a moment, the howling courtyard seemed to fall silent.

……

"Ah! —↑↑↑"

The man's mouth was tightly stuffed with a foreign object; several teeth were missing, his tongue seemed to be severed, his eyeballs were bulging, and his lips, tongue, and skin were melted and stuck to the sachet.

Unable to utter a complete shout, only muffled roars escaped from deep within his throat, painful and shrill.

Just as his earlier shouts of "Phoenix God" were high-pitched and chilling, except for the diligent paper puppets.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention and triggered a physical reaction, making them feel a chill down their spine!

Because so much has happened tonight, and things have progressed too quickly thanks to Wei Wuxian's microblogging, the shrewd Nine Gates haven't yet reached the point of dealing with spies.

They're still trying to stir up emotions, attempting to elicit other information about "it".

Who knows, making use of waste might yield some unexpected surprises. Isn't the fate of those who are stubborn already obvious over there?

Why not use this readily available psychological attack? It's just a matter of saying a few more words.

? .? ?

"Oh my god! ↘ That scared me to death! ↗"

Qi Tiezui wasn't good at getting information out of people, but he was a master of the art of "survival," so he stayed in the safe zone around Wei Wuxian.

Hearing the man's scream, she shuddered, silently hugging her weak and helpless self, rubbing the goosebumps off her body!

?(′Д` ;)?:.*

Among the people in his incense hall were only a few insignificant undercover agents who were bewitched by "it".

Compared to other businesses, the losses weren't significant; Qi Tiezui guessed that none of "it's" people considered him a good fortune teller.

I was secretly congratulating myself on the good fortune that fools sometimes have! ↗

?? ?(?˙ ? ˙?)? ??

Of course, it's also possible that Qi Tiezui, through fortune-telling and palm reading, sensed something was amiss and prevented "its" people from succeeding.

Qi Baye, who can calculate such a huge situation, is no innocent little rabbit. He must be a wise man who appears foolish!

Qi Tiezui spoke quietly to Wei Wuxian, his voice trembling slightly.

"Ah Xian, the methods of your Ghost Spirit Sect are always so exciting! ~↘"

Really?

Fengfeng was angry and had been holding it in all night. It's good for her to vent so she doesn't get too upset. ~↗

Wei Wuxian watched Feng Che's actions coldly from the side and replied indifferently.

Compared to the methods used in the cultivation world, such methods are utterly insignificant and pale in comparison!

……