Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 876 - 156:

The figure knew exactly what he and that boy were.

He looked at the girl's face and began to calculate.

"Come, let me first see your facial features and Life Chart."

As he calculated, the figure paused in surprise:

"Oh, so good, yet so fierce?"

The girl's Life Chart was both noble beyond words and extremely fraught with hardship.

The figure had lived through tumultuous times and had only seen such a Life Chart in a fallen princess.

"Alas."

The figure returned to his original position, once again arriving before the boy, who sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed, with the patterns of the Array faintly visible around him.

"It's a pity I'm already dead, otherwise I could have truly helped you.

Ugh,

forget it, it's meaningless. If I weren't dead, you'd probably be the first to come kill me.

You dislike me meddling even more, right?

I mentioned before that because of me, your path will be filled with many troubles afterward, but actually, you haven't blamed me.

Even if you don't have a complete memory, deep in your character, you probably don't want to tread the same path I once walked. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

If there weren't any change, you'd feel bored instead."

The figure raised his hand again, placing it on the boy's head.

"Hey, you little rascal, you're quite the player."

...

Walking on the street with an umbrella, Li Zhiyuan pinched a seal with his left hand to respond to the Array:

"The rabbit of Mao returns to its place, the dragon of Chen emerges!"

The boy vanished on the spot.

The Dream Ghost appeared on Ghost Street.

Behind him was a group of indistinct shadows, seemingly wearing long robes, revealing no true visage.

These were images crafted by Li Zhiyuan himself.

The Dream Ghost had just seen them in a painting, and these people behind him were presented through Li Zhiyuan's vague methods.

Ironically, these images truly collided with those in reality.

This wasn't purely a matter of luck; it was simply that the boy felt that these secretive individuals should be presented in this manner.

Li Zhiyuan couldn't help but lament: It seems I'll have frequent contact with those shady things in the future.

With each step the Dream Ghost took, passersby and shopkeepers along the way all came out.

At first, they destroyed everything related to Fengdu culture, then erected all sorts of altars of faith.

Due to Li Lan's work nature, Li Zhiyuan had a good understanding of ancient culture. He wasn't truly interested; it was purely out of boredom, and he memorized it casually after looking at it.

Although in contemporary times, there are only a few well-known major religions, among the people, all sorts of "Lewd Temples" are countless, with every village having more than one. In the scope of ancient and modern, they are as varied as the fish in a river.

The majority of them have long been submerged in the sea of history.

Some simply lack influence or were not recognized by the ancient court, while others truly clashed with the "Lewd Temples" and, in modern times, would undoubtedly violate public order and be simply disgraceful.

The boy deliberately recreated these.

Fengdu is Emperor Fengdu's Daoist Field, the place where Yin Changsheng "became immortal." Everything here is intimately connected with you, and the locals have passed down your stories for generations.

So, in this dream, I'll perform something utterly disrespectful for you.

Leading these "ominous fragments," a vast crowd, to confront you brazenly.

If it were purely fictional, it wouldn't matter, but here, every single one is "real."

Soon, the crowd grew larger and the images of "Lewd Temples" became more abundant.

The Dream Ghost led the procession to the door of the coffin shop.

It raised its hand, and the crowd behind came to a halt.

Yin Meng stood at the door, blinking at this unbelievable scene.

As a person from Fengdu, the sight before her deeply conflicted her.

But she knew it was all orchestrated by that boy, and she wouldn't stop it.

The Dream Ghost pointed at the coffin shop, and the closest group of grey-robed individuals behind him entered the shop and carried out the coffin containing Yin Meng's grandfather.

Only then did Yin Meng realize: Oh, my grandfather is dead.

Yet the current scene was so bizarre, it severely disrupted the immersion of the dream, making Yin Meng, despite her efforts, unable to muster much sadness.

The Dream Ghost placed a lamp on Yin Meng's head.

Then signaled for her to come over.

Yin Meng was obedient and walked to the front of the Dream Ghost with the lamp on her head, becoming the forefront of the crowd.

The Dream Ghost pulled a whip from its body. It flicked the whip, wrapping the front end around Yin Meng's neck, making her like a dragged prisoner leading the way.

Li Zhiyuan didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this because his aim was to thoroughly anger the Great Emperor, which couldn't be done with sentiment and consideration.

Yin Meng herself found nothing wrong with this either. In her view, it was all a pre-arranged act, and her focus was instead on the whip around her neck.

She thought it seemed familiar and comforting.

As the Dream Ghost was controlled by Li Zhiyuan, the whip was vaguely influenced by the memories of both "future" events.

In essence, everything in the dream was a projection from reality.

The massive procession resumed moving forward.

It's just that the real Dream Ghost cannot control this dream now and is isolated outside. If it were present and saw its image acting this way on the land of Fengdu, showing such a grand formation, and treating the descendants of the Yin family thus, it might be scared to death on the spot.