Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 208 It’s mine

"Let's not talk about that black relic for now." Lin Fan changed the subject without any guilt. "This folding fan was given to him by Ma Liangcai, and he even used it to summon Ze Zhishan's soul."

After saying that, Chen Ergou burned the PUA or CPD, clearly ignoring the black relic. "Brother Fan, what are you talking about? Who is Ma Liangcai? I think I've heard that name before. Didn't you kill Ze Zhishan? How can he be alive again! You stole something and then framed a dead person, how could you do that! I thought you were an upright person!"

Chen Ergou tried to snatch the folding fan back from Lin Fan's hand, but he couldn't lift it. "Brother Fan, let go! That's not right of you. I picked up this fan, so it's mine! Who told you to kill people and not pick up any treasures? I went to that charred reeds all night to find it."

Lin Fan let go of the fan, even raising his free hand in front of Chen Ergou. He hadn't gripped the fan tightly from the start.

The folding fan floated in mid-air, completely still. No matter how hard Chen Ergou tried, he couldn't move it.

"No way, is there a ghost?! Did this folding fan come to life on its own like your knife?! Brother Fan, don't play me, stop using your magical artifact manipulation abilities!"

Lin Fan could see clearly that Ze Zhishan's slender arms were gripping the folding fan tightly. Her arms were thin, but her strength far surpassed that of Chen Ergou. She remained motionless, like a statue.

Ze Zhishan, whose dark circles were already bloodshot, gave Chen Ergou a disgusted look.

boom!

He opened the folding fan, and the white fan surface, as sharp as a knife blade, almost severed one of Chen Ergou's arms.

"Oh well, never mind, never mind, I can't afford to offend you, I'll just lend it to you for now."

Lin Fan shook his head. "It really wasn't me."

However, Er Gou's eyes showed no disbelief, so Lin Fan had no choice but to give up.

In short, Ma Liangcai used some method to summon Ze Zhishan's soul with her folding fan.

"Lin Fan, are you thinking that I summoned the soul with a folding fan, like the 'divine speed' I told you about before? Well, you're wrong, no, you're only 20% right."

Ma Sijiao was about to explain, but then shut her mouth. "Forget it, you're the kind of person who can't be reasoned with. But it's okay, I already have my own way. Lin Fan, it won't be long before you're mine."

Ma Sijiao leaned close to Lin Fan's ear, her cool, wet breath hitting his ear, "Brother Fan, you'll be mine soon, hehehehe."

"Can I deal with him?" Ziyue's voice echoed in Lin Fan's mind.

"No, Ziyue, you shouldn't waste your energy on this trash. Let's try another way."

As he spoke, Lin Fan raised his fist and punched Ma Sijiao in the delicate face.

Ma Sijiao's eyes remained unwavering, because she knew that Lin Fan couldn't hit her at all and could only rage in this helpless way.

boom.

Ma Sijiao's profile was distorted, and she spun around and flew backward. Her red dress spun in circles like a top, and her fair little feet flew in the air as if she were doing somersaults.

"Ah You!"

Ma Sijiao's face was completely smashed, a bloody mess. Like a mask being ripped off, Ma Liangcai's face was exposed underneath. His eyes and mouth were different sizes, making him look extremely ugly.

A semi-transparent pink circle appeared on Lin Fan's fist. This way, Zi Yue wouldn't need to exert any effort, and he could still hit Ma Liangcai. Unfortunately, this ingenious combination technique was useless except against Ma Liangcai.

"Hehehe, hahaha." Ma Sijiao's voice was both male and female, extremely eerie. "Lin Fan, your smugness won't last long. Blame it on the fact that you've killed too many people. I'll summon them one by one and manipulate your memories little by little. Then you'll become someone else, a puppet I can control!"

"Acheng, don't listen to him. He must have his own reasons for saying that."

Lin Fan understood this as well, just like when he "summoned the soul" before. No, perhaps even earlier, every time Ma Liangcai appeared, he was subtly hinting at his own purpose. Such an assumption about the "seven-aperture exquisite heart" was not unreasonable.

So Lin Fan swung his fist, ready to punch Ma Liangcai and tear her mouth apart.

Ma Sijiao quickly dug a hole in the ground with her limbs and disappeared in an instant.

"asshole!"

Suddenly, Lin Fan's heart tightened, and he looked at the purple moon on his chest. "Purple Moon, could it be that I... well, let me be frank, could it be that my memories of you are also..."

Zi Yue shuddered, "My God, A-Cheng, you..."

Both of them seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

Lin Fan didn't finish speaking, and Zi Yue didn't explain either.

Lin Fan rubbed his hair. Were his two years of memories with Zi Yue also problematic? What about his memories of the previous eighteen years in the real world? If this endless doubt continued, Lin Fan would even begin to doubt his own existence.

Decisively interrupting his own wild thoughts, Lin Fan looked at his other companions, who were somewhat panicked.

Chen Ergou muttered under his breath, "Forget it, forget it," while checking himself to make sure he hadn't lost a piece. Ze Zhishan, still clutching his folding fan, was squatting in the corner, but he had stopped crying and seemed to be deep in thought.

"Everyone, I've come up with a solution," Lin Fan said. "Er Gou will open the door again in a bit, and we'll pull it from both sides together. Whether it works or not, this is all the effort we can put in right now. If we still can't open it, we'll have to give up for now."

"Brother Fan," Niu Dadan asked, "but there's nowhere to tie a rope to this door, what's wrong?"

Following Lin Fan's gaze, Niu Dadan looked up and saw the three-story-high pull ring. "I understand, I'll fly up."

"Wait a minute." Lin Fan stopped him. "Old Niu, your transformation requires some kind of pill, right? Doesn't it decrease with each use? How many more times can you transform now?"

"Ten pills left."

"Use it sparingly in the future; there might be many other places where we'll need it." Lin Fan poured a wisp of air into the porcelain bottle, and with a thought, the bottle released a small spider egg. "I'll do this."

Niu Dadan took a rope out of the carriage, and Lin Fan grabbed the rope with one hand and reached for the ring in mid-air with the other.

Whoosh!

The scene before him blurred, and Lin Fan was already flying in mid-air, grabbing a huge pull ring with one hand.

"It's so thick, it's even a bit slippery to grip. Ugh..."

A sudden wave of nausea washed over him, and thankfully Lin Fan didn't let go and fall. "It would be a bit ridiculous to fall to my death here."

Lin Fan suddenly remembered a game he used to play. After the protagonist defeated the world-destroying boss, he accidentally slipped and fell off a cliff several meters high and died. He had to reload the save and start over.

Thinking about this made him smile inexplicably.

After tying the rope securely, Lin Fan looked at the doorknob on the other side. This time, the nausea would probably be even worse.

Looking down, the three-story building wasn't actually that tall, but standing on the circular handrail that couldn't fit two feet side by side, and looking down at the humans below who were only the size of cats and dogs, Lin Fan still took a deep breath.

The Soul-Suppressing Pearl flashed with a faint light, calming him down somewhat.

Whoosh!