The cave is actually myself

Chapter 123 Fishing for Resentful Souls
Long Xue returned home, and the moment he entered the door, his younger brother Long Liu greeted him.

"Sister, you are finally back. You entered that secret realm and you worried me to death."

"What are you worried about? This is a good thing that Brother Long Hong has obtained for us. There is no problem."

Long Xue concealed the encounter with the green and black vines, took out the spiritual grass and waved it towards Long Liu.

"Look! What did I bring back for you!"

Long Liu took the spiritual grass in surprise, seemed to have thought of something, and handed the spiritual grass to Long Xue.

"Sister, you can take this spiritual medicine by yourself. I'm still young, so don't be in a hurry. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

He smiled and said to Long Xue.

"Silly brother, I have already taken one in the secret realm. Let me tell you, there is enough spiritual energy in that secret realm, and the effect is much stronger when I take it than at home!"

Long Xue pulled back Long Liu's extended hand and said softly.

Only then did Long Liu feel relieved to take the spirit grass, carefully put it away, and wait until tomorrow to absorb the spiritual energy in the spirit grass when he practices the exercises.

The two siblings finished dinner together and after cleaning up, Long Liu went to sleep early.

Following his usual habit, Long Xue first checked the candle inside the gray-white lantern to see how far the black part of the candle was.

After seeing that she was still a short distance away from the risk line, she felt relieved and lit a dark yellow incense stick.

The incense sticks exude a faint smoke, which lingers in the wooden house for a long time.

Soothed by the smoke, Long Xue deliberately forgot the tragic figures of his parents in his mind, calmed his mind, and entered a state of hibernation.

At some point, a delicate and small red lantern floated over the wooden house.

The lantern passed through the window of the wooden house, quietly watching Long Xue, who had a peaceful face and was sleeping deeply.

Dim yellow light filled the entire wooden house floor, and in the gray and white lanterns, black candles burned slowly.

Fenggui Lantern waited for a long time, but did not wait until the resentful spirit in the gray-white lantern attacked and occupied the soul of the lantern owner.

Not giving up, it rushed to another wooden house and waited quietly.

Still nothing happened.

Last night, all the resentful souls who tried to occupy and took the initiative were swallowed up by the Fenggui Lanterns, resulting in all the gray and white lanterns now being in a very safe situation.

The red lantern didn't eat a single resentful soul all night, and it was floating precariously in the air. The black tentacles under the lantern base naturally hung down, looking listless.

Suddenly, it seemed to think of something and returned to the wooden house where Long Xue was.

The black candle inside the lampshade ignited without any wind, reflecting Long Xue's face.

Long Xue, who was lying on the bed, was suddenly shocked. In her sleep, she saw the deepest nightmare in her heart again. Her parents were reduced to two unrecognizable bloody people under the cover of the blood-red wedding dress.

The bloody man's body was dripping with blood, and there was no intact skin. He pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty and told Long Xue to run away.

A trace of tears streaked across the corner of Long Xue's eyes, and his mood fluctuated violently.

It was quickly sensed by the gray lantern on the wall. In an instant, the black candle continued to spread and grow, and the shadow under the gray lantern also twisted and changed, quickly stretching towards Long Xue along the ground.

At this moment, a large group of black tentacles descended from the sky, grabbed the twisted shadow, and happily wrapped it in the layers of tentacles.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow was swallowed up by the tiny tentacles, and the wooden house regained its tranquility.

The tiny tentacles returned to the base of the red lantern and swayed gently, expressing the joy after tasting delicious food.

This attempt seemed to open the door to a new world for it. It followed the same pattern and ran to the sky above another wooden house, triggering changes in the mood of the sleeping villagers, making the resentful souls in the gray lanterns think they had an opportunity.

The resentful spirit emerged from the gray lantern and tried to invade the souls of the villagers. It was immediately caught by the wind ghost lantern standing by and feasted on it.

In this way, the Fenggui lantern kept throwing out the bait, and the black tentacles caught the resentful souls attracted one by one until they were full.

Lu Yuan in the cave watched its operation and praised it in his heart.

He did not stop Fenggui Lantern's actions. After all, it did not harm the villagers of Lantern Village. Instead, it eliminated the harm to them in advance and protected them from the encroachment of resentful spirits.

Controlling their minds only lasts for a while, and will not harm the souls of the villagers. At most, they will wake up the next day feeling depressed.

Of course, the villagers who were fascinated by it basically woke up from nightmares and did not have to wait until the next morning.

"This is also tempering their minds. How can people who don't remember the pain become stronger?"

***
Outside the Luobao and Gold Tower, monks were still coming and going in an endless stream.

Since the launch of the Opportunity Box, the number of monks has increased much more than before.

Every day, hundreds of monks come in and out of the Luobao-hunting Gold Tower, coming to take advantage of the excitement and returning home with a full load.

The wooden building received so many customers every day that there were plans to go on strike. Lu Yuan had no choice but to use his trump card and let the bone-eroding demon puppet enter the wooden building to stay for a while.

The treasure enters the building, and the wooden building is resurrected with full health and vitality, and continues to receive guests.

There are so many monks, and each monk has many treasures when he enters and leaves the building.

Especially after getting the treasure box, if there are things that you don't need very much, a monk with a quick mind will sell them on the spot in exchange for spiritual stones or martial arts talismans, etc.

Over time, a prototype of a market appeared outside the wooden building.

More and more monks found random stalls and set up stalls to sell various goods.

The sounds of shouting and bargaining came and went, making the entire secret realm very lively.

"Come and take a look, take a look, the freshly baked Xuening fruit and blood spirit leaf, first-grade elixir, [-]% new, there is still aura left on it!"

"Jump off building sale! Alien bones of unknown monsters! I guarantee you will get a satisfactory treasure box and great opportunities!"

"The last Taoist friend who bought my alien bone was the one who opened the Jade Slip of the Cultivation Technique! Fellow Taoists, what are you still hesitating about?! Give it a try and turn the alien bone into a treasure box!"

"The chance treasure box I just exchanged for the second-grade monster bones has not been opened yet. I am waiting for the destined person to come and buy it. All the contents inside belong to you, including two hundred spirit stones. The treasure box is yours!"

"Would you like to get the first-class skills, high-level magical tools, talismans, and top-grade pills from the treasure box? These are all in my treasure box. Believe me, your choice is not wrong!"

After some monks came out of the Treasure Hunting Building, they did not open the treasure box immediately, but chose to sell it directly. The unknown treasure box was full of temptation for many monks present.

"The alien bones of fourth-level monsters can only be exchanged for the same-level magic weapon and elixir."

There were ten or twenty monks gathered in front of a stall. The owner of the stall was a high-level Qi practitioner. He looked at a small section of dark and deep fingers on the stall and talked about it.

"Fourth-grade alien bones, are you killing a fourth-grade monster? That's equivalent to the middle and late stages of foundation building!"

"It's just a small piece of my finger. I don't know if I can get a treasure box in exchange for it!"

The stall owner crossed his arms and ignored everyone's comments.

(End of this chapter)