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Chapter 440 Zombie Taoist Priest 55

Zeng Cheng felt extremely guilty and remorseful for losing the Forget-Love Flower.

To atone for his mistakes, he decided to travel alone to Yang Feiyun's castle to atone in his own way.

He carefully disguised himself as a monster and cautiously infiltrated the castle.

He had only one goal in mind: to rescue his master and senior sisters who were imprisoned there.

If he's lucky, he might be able to rescue them.

But if that doesn't work, he can at least ask his master if there are any other ways to turn Zhong Bang into a five-generation prodigy without the Forget-Love Flower.

In any case, he didn't want to stay in the Taoist temple any longer, facing everyone's accusations and disappointed looks.

The pressure made him feel suffocated.

Fortunately, his arrival gave Mao Xiaofang an opportunity.

Mao Xiaofang handed the bottle containing the starving ghost to Zeng Cheng, hoping he could take it away safely.

Zeng Cheng dared not delay for a moment. He quickly took the wine bottle and then ran out of the castle like the wind.

He ran frantically, not daring to stop, for fear of being discovered by Yang Feiyun's men.

Finally, he successfully returned to the Taoist temple, and a huge weight was lifted from his heart.

"Great!" Everyone was overjoyed; they had hope again.

Ah Jin was lying on Ah Fan's body, having given up!

Her eyes were dry; she had run out of tears.

Upon seeing Zeng Cheng bring back the starving ghost, Ah Jin jumped up in surprise, "Quick, quick, make the starving ghost spit out the Forget-Love Flower!"

……

The starving ghost was tied to a big tree, staring longingly at the group of people in front of him.

"What are you doing? I'm so hungry! Let me go, I want to eat!"

"Spit out the flower first!"

"What kind of flower?"

"You still won't admit it? It was that flower you were shown that you ate!" Zeng Cheng stepped forward and glared at the starving ghost.

He actually believed the hungry ghost and went to the toilet!

"Oh, sorry, I was so hungry that I ate it by accident!" the starving ghost said with a grin.

"Then hurry up and spit it out!" the crowd shouted anxiously.

"I haven't even had a full meal, how could I possibly throw up!" the starving ghost said pitifully.

Zhong Jun took two steps, clapped his hands, and said, "Since you can't vomit, we'll help you vomit!"

After saying that, she directed Zhong Bang and Zeng Cheng to hang the starving ghost upside down, head down.

The starving ghost just laughed and chuckled, only shouting that it was hungry, without any other reaction.

Zhong Jun used a twig to poke at the starving ghost's throat, trying to make him vomit.

However, as soon as the branch was stuffed into the starving ghost's mouth, it was eaten with a "crunch crunch".

"It's so delicious, is there any more?!"

Zhong Jun quickly withdrew his hand, almost biting her hand.

"What should I do?"

"Isn't he hungry? Why don't we just give him more food?" Zhong Jun thought of another idea.

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed that it made sense and took out food to feed the starving ghost.

After a long time, the starving ghost was still crying out that he was hungry and not full. Everyone was numb to it. They had eaten everything they could find, but he was still not full.

Zhong Jun was so angry that he jumped up and down, then turned around and grabbed a bucket of swill.

The bucket of swill emitted a foul stench, and everyone pinched their noses, afraid to breathe.

"Haha, with this stuff, how can you not throw up?" Zhong Jun felt like vomiting just from the smell.

Upon seeing the swill, the starving ghost happily asked the crowd, "Is this for me?"

"Yes!"

"Thank you, then I won't be polite!" The starving ghost lowered his head, finished the entire bucket of swill, and said with a grin, "Delicious!"

"Huh?" The crowd took a step back in disgust, then despair.

"What do you want me to do to make you throw up?" Zhong Jun was going crazy. She ran up to the starving ghost and shouted.

The starving ghost's throat bobbed, as if it had smelled something, and it looked like it wanted to vomit.

Zhong Jun was overjoyed. Could it be his own body odor?

She pressed herself close to the starving ghost, "Smell it, smell it!"

The starving ghost vomited with a "goo", turned its head and vomited out a large amount of stuff.

One of the black flowers is the Forget-Love Flower!

"Wow, the Forget-Love Flower!" Everyone was overjoyed and ran back to the Taoist temple with the flower in hand.

Zhong Bang and Bi Xin, who were left behind, exchanged a glance. The joy in their hearts faded, replaced by a struggle and reluctance.

Following Mao Xiaofang's instructions, the potion of forgetfulness was prepared and placed in front of Zhong Bang.

Looking at the pale-faced lovers before them, everyone felt they had been too cruel. They made excuses to leave, giving Zhong Bang and Bi Xin some space.

"You should drink it, time is running out!" Bixin said to Zhong Bang, her eyes filled with tears, trying to hold back her reluctance.

"Bixin, I want to see you one last time!" Zhong Bang's affectionate and reluctant gaze lingered on Bixin.

“What’s the use of looking again? You’ll forget everything after drinking the potion of forgetfulness.” Bixin’s tone was filled with sorrow.

“Bixin…” Zhong Bang felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he could hardly breathe.

"You drink it!"

"I can drink, and you have to drink too!" Zhong Bang said shockingly. "If I forget you, you have to forget me too. That's the only fair thing for you!"

“I won’t drink it!” Bixin refused resolutely.

“No, you have to drink it. I don’t want to leave you alone to be sad and heartbroken!” Zhong Bang said earnestly.

Bixin looked at Zhong Bang and finally nodded slowly.

The two of them simultaneously raised their cups, looked at each other, and drank the water of oblivion.

As soon as Zhong Bang drank the potion of forgetfulness, he felt his whole body burning and throbbing with pain, and he collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.

Bixin spat out the potion of forgetfulness, her eyes brimming with tears, and hugged Zhong Bang, "Abang..."

Are you still my Abang?

……

Zhong Bang drank the potion of forgetfulness and became a five-times extraordinary person. The demon realm was shaken, and all the demons and monsters clutched their heads and screamed in pain.

Even Yang Feiyun, who was sleeping in the coffin, turned over and got up. Beside him were the Yin-Yang demons, who were lying on the ground screaming in pain.

Ren Yinyin stood up from the sofa and watched the scene with vigilance.

"What did you do?" Yang Feiyun asked slowly as he sat down in the rocking chair.

“What can I do if I stay in the castle all the time?” Ren Yinyin said.

With such a commotion, could it be that Abang has become a fifth-generation extraordinary person?

Very good!

"Hehe, no matter what tricks you have up your sleeve, I'm not afraid!" Yang Feiyun declared arrogantly.

"Bring me a cup of blood to drink!" he ordered.

Ren Yinyin's face fell. In recent days, she, her martial uncle, and Yu Dahai had taken turns drawing blood for Yang Feiyun to drink.

Due to excessive blood loss, Ren Yinyin sometimes felt dizzy when she stood up.

It must be anemia!

"You just woke up and you're drinking blood? Won't that be hard to digest?" Ren Yinyin carefully advised. "How about I get you a glass of water?"

"You're unwilling?" A fierce glint flashed in Yang Feiyun's eyes.

Ren Yinyin wisely lowered her head, "No, I'll bleed right now!"

With his sleeves rolled up, his exposed arms, once as white as snow, were now covered in wounds, looking rather gruesome.

Ren Yinyin used a dagger to cut open a patch of intact skin, released a cup of blood, and handed it to Yang Feiyun.

This further aggravates the injury, making recovery even more difficult.

Once Yang Feiyun is finished, she'll find some scar-removing ointment to apply, and it definitely won't leave any scars.

"Warm and fragrant, your blood tastes the best!" Yang Feiyun smelled the blood in the cup and smiled with satisfaction.

"Hehe, I'm glad you like it!" Ren Yinyin gave a fake smile.

After Yang Feiyun finished drinking a cup of blood, the tremors stopped.

The two demons, one Yin and one Yang, got up and knelt before Yang Feiyun.

"Go and see what's happening outside," Yang Feiyun ordered.

"Yes, Lord Demon King!" The two demons, Yin and Yang, accepted the order and left.

Only Yang Feiyun and Ren Yinyin remained in the room. Ren Yinyin began to feel uneasy and started looking for things to do.