Chapter 241 - 43

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Chapter 241: Chapter 43Regarding the method of controlling Corpse, Li Zhiyuan was still in the exploratory learning phase, so he also found the current situation somewhat elusive. But one thing could be determined first: Alii was definitely not a Corpse. So, is the Corpse myself? Li Zhiyuan actually took a moment to seriously recall his childhood and confirmed that he only shared the same mental disorder with Li Lan and was not to the extent of being excluded from humanity to the ranks of the Corpse. Then, what exactly is the situation at hand? This is the drawback of self-study through books. Without a teacher’s guidance, a complete educational program, or a comprehensive knowledge theory framework, sometimes complex issues at a high level can be solved on one’s own, but simple concepts can only leave one scratching their head. Moreover, under this premise, the better one’s learning talent, the more likely they are to deviate. But, since I’m already here. Li Zhiyuan looked at Alii wrapped in darkness ahead and took a step forward. As this step fell, he felt everything around him was rapidly changing, a sensation many times stronger than the dizziness of motion sickness was violently stimulating his consciousness. Fortunately, everything came on strong but also left quickly. When the "quiet" surrounded him again, Li Zhiyuan found himself sitting on a small stool with his feet on the doorstep in front. This sitting posture was very familiar to Li Zhiyuan; the girl would sit like this during the day for a long time. "Woowoowoowoowoowoo..." It sounded like crying, but also like the low moan of an animal, coming from both far and near. Just outside this door, just a line away from the doorstep, the perspective was quite realistic, yet it was filled with an ink-wash-style eeriness. A dwarf only a few inches tall, dressed in yellow clothes, rode a small horse and drove a yellow canopy-covered cart, raced past the door and then turned a corner, speeding into the dark clouds ahead. A python slithered through the grass in front of the door; it had only one head but extended two snake bodies below, which twisted and intertwined as it moved. In the vegetable field ahead, several farmers were working with hoes. They had water bottles tied to the left of their waists and their own heads to the right. By the river in the distance, several women were squatting there washing clothes, pounding continuously with mallets, but what they were beating was not dirty clothes but wailing infants. The environment outside the door was dynamic; when you move your eyeballs, what you see outside the door also begins to change. For a moment, various ghosts and monsters appeared in the line of sight, some of which were recorded in ancient books, others unheard of. Li Zhiyuan lifted his gaze, and the sky was overcast with clouds, as if some huge figure was faintly discernible inside. Wanting to capture it with his sight, but never seeing it clearly. Li Zhiyuan turned his head and looked behind him, where there was an altar table full of spirit tablets. At first glance, a sense of inexplicable safety emerged. But it soon turned into a profound sense of loss. Because not only were these spirit tablets lusterless, they were in a state of disrepair, all with shocking cracks. Li Zhiyuan felt that since they could appear here, they must have some function. But in reality, they were malfunctioning. In front of each tablet, there was an oil lamp, but there was not a speck of oil in the lamps, obviously incapable of shining any spiritual light again. Suddenly, Li Zhiyuan felt that it was very quiet outside the house, and the light dimmed. He turned his head towards the door and saw a pitted and mottled wall completely sealing off the doorway. Buzz! The next moment, a crack formed in the middle of the wall, then violently ripped apart, revealing an enormous, slanted eye. Li Zhiyuan was greatly shaken, with a piercing roar ringing in his ears. The view in front of him dissipated, and he seemed to wake up, but couldn’t see or hear anything. On the second-floor balcony, the boy blankly opened his eyes and stood up from the rattan chair, starting to sway left and right, coming closer and closer to the edge of the balcony. At that moment, a small hand grasped his and pulled him back. Li Zhiyuan stumbled and sat back down on the rattan chair, then stared blankly ahead with a wooden expression. After who knows how long, the boy regained some sensation, accompanied by a splitting headache. He held his head with both hands, bending down painfully. Gradually, he calmed down and turned to look at the girl beside him. The girl was also looking at him, with a hint of expectation in her eyes, seemingly waiting for his evaluation. He had just visited the girl’s "home," in her heart chamber, he encountered horrors that were unforgettable. But the boy offered no comfort, no sympathy; instead, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth as he said in a hoarse voice: "Truly fascinating." The girl turned her cheek slightly, and a shallow dimple seemed to form at the corner of her mouth. She was very happy. Children with ordinary family backgrounds tend to feel uneasy and nervous when bringing classmates home to play. Her home was terrifying, but no matter how frightening, it was still her home. At this time, sympathy, comfort, and encouragement are not what the "host" desires but can make the embarrassment worse. So, the best guest attitude is to relax and not make a big deal out of it. Li Zhiyuan also showed a smile on his face and reached out to gently graze the girl’s nose. The girl earnestly looked at his hand and then slowly lifted her own hand. The boy leaned in a bit, and the girl grazed his nose as well, very lightly and gently. Picking up the Black Book again, Li Zhiyuan began to review the entire previous process. He felt that he might have executed the method successfully, even though the result was a failure. Searᴄh the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Chapter 241 - 43

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