The man took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "According to that person, those students placed simple offerings and a bowl of baijiu (white liquor) under the stone."

"When those students dripped their blood into the bowl, the bowl shattered into pieces right in front of them."

"A path also appeared on the hillside. They followed that path into the Kong family compound and into hell."

"If you want to find the Kong family compound, look for that stone!"

"Use your blood to offer a sacrifice to that stone."

"Then you can enter the Kong family compound."

The man finished his cigarette and reluctantly threw the butt into the fire.

I pulled out a cigarette. "Want another one?"

The man took the cigarette from me. "What else do you want to ask?"

"No rush. Catch your breath first!" I waited until he had lit the cigarette and taken a few puffs before asking, "Didn't you escape from the Kong family compound?"

The man smoked his cigarette and said, "How did you know I was a student who ran away from the Kong family compound?"

I smiled. "The first living person who ran out showed you the way. Now, you're showing us the way."

"What does that make this?"

"Finding scapegoats?"

The man chuckled. "Whatever you think it is, that's what it is! Anyway, those who are meant to go will go sooner or later."

"I've said everything I need to say. You should leave!"

I said calmly, "Is my cigarette good?"

The man looked at the cigarette in his hand. "What do you mean?"

I opened the cigarette case. "There are two kinds of cigarettes in my case: one for people and one for ghosts. Now that you've smoked my cigarette, you can't leave."

"You can only sit here until this time tomorrow."

"Now, the sun is setting, so you won't die yet, but when the sun rises tomorrow morning, the sunlight will shine down on your head, and you'll feel like you're being burned alive. You won't even be able to die if you want to."

"Really?" The man picked up the cigarette and took a deep drag. "Ding Hun Yan (Soul-Fixing Cigarette), not bad."

As he spoke, wisps of phosphorous fire began to emerge from his seven orifices. "It's not bad to have a cigarette like this before I die."

"I know I have no next life."

"If there is a next life, I hope I won't have to carry the debts of this life, and I won't be someone else's pawn!"

The man took one last puff of his cigarette and slowly lowered his head.

Before he died, he glanced at the cigarette in his hand with a hint of longing.

I lit a cigarette and put it in the corpse's mouth. "Smoke it! This one's a normal cigarette now."

As I stood up, Wang Xiaohuan's expression suddenly changed. "Not good, their target is Xia Mengying!"

I turned to look at Wang Xiaohuan. "You're wrong. Ye Yang's target is them."

Wang Xiaohuan was stunned. "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

I pointed to the corpse. "My Ding Hun Yan (Soul-Fixing Cigarette) can only immobilize the dead after they smoke it. The reason this person's soul scattered wasn't because of my cigarette, but because someone placed a restriction on him long ago."

"You saw that, which is why you deduced that this person was just bait to delay me. Am I right?"

Wang Xiaohuan said, "Knowing that, why aren't you rushing back to save Ye Yang?"

"No rush!" I laughed. "I think this person's plan has a few flaws."

"If you want to deceive a sorcerer, the best way isn't to lead him into a trap, but to let him discover the trap himself."

"Isn't that what the person who set the trap in the Kong family compound was doing? They easily divided us into two groups, one staying behind and one being led several kilometers away."

Lin Zhao said, "When did you realize that?"

"I never fell for it! Neither did Ye Yang!" I turned to look at Lin Zhao. "Little Milk Dog, think about it yourself. Shang Xingyan had something to say before he left, why didn't he say it to me? Why did he have to say it to you?"

"He was closer to me... No, that's not right!" Lin Zhao was about to say that he was closer to me.

But then she realized that divine communication could cross the yin and yang realms, so how could it not cross a few steps?

Shang Xingyan communicated with Lin Zhao on purpose, so that she would say it out loud.

At that time, we had already won in the Shanglin residential area, so there was no need to be on guard all the time. Lin Zhao naturally didn't need to communicate with me through divine communication.

I could hear her, and the undead ghosts and gods in the residential area could also hear her!

From that moment on, we were already preparing for the next game.

After Lin Zhao reacted, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. "Li Po, you're taking too much of a risk! Is that Shang Xingyan really reliable? You haven't even communicated with each other, how do you know he's warning you?"

"Is your plan for us to be the obvious move to attack the Kong family compound, and for him to be the hidden move to clean up the ghosts and gods in the Shanglin residential area?"

"Double-pronged approach to disrupt the mastermind's entire plan."

"The key to your plan isn't us, but that ghost and god named Shang Xingyan!"

"He's a civil official who doesn't even know what the martial world is. You're putting your fate in his hands. Aren't you courting death?"

I laughed. "Who says I haven't communicated with Lao Shang? Aren't we always communicating?"

Lin Zhao rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Is that what you call communication? You're just listening to him complain about life!"

I looked at Lin Zhao with a smile that wasn't a smile. "Do you really think he's a civil official?"