Zheng Wenjie narrowed his eyes. Yu'er was indeed able to compete with the Devil Mother Goddess on equal terms, and even had the upper hand and was suppressing the Devil Mother Goddess.

The strongest point of the Devil Mother Goddess is her illusion, but Yu'er is a resentful infant of ten generations, and her spiritual power is strong enough to help Zhao Li and others resist the illusion of the Devil Mother Goddess.
But it would be difficult to kill the Demon Mother Goddess with Yu'er alone.

Even if she can't win, she can still run away within the barrier of Kishimojin herself, and she is now preparing to escape.

Zheng Wenjie clenched his fists, opened his blood-red eyes, a pair of fangs stuck out of his lips, and his figure flashed to the center of the ancient Rajagriha.

This place was originally built to celebrate the appearance of Tathagata. There was a high platform on the vast area of ​​bluestone slabs. Xia Dongqing was unconscious on the steps under the platform.

On the high platform, the Goddess of Ksitigarbha has transformed from Ali back to her original form. A red cloth is flying on the platform, and the exposed skin is like burning charcoal, with black and red blending into a mysterious color.

Only those eyes were bright and clear, rippling with the dazzling Buddha's light that seemed real and illusory.

Zheng Wenjie glanced at the psychedelic and ethereal body of the Demon Mother Goddess and landed on a skeleton still wearing clothes on the steps in front of Xia Dongqing closest to the platform. That was Zong Fan.

Zheng Wenjie took a deep breath. He had completely ignored the child just now, and his attention was all on Xia Dongqing and Yu'er. He didn't expect that the Demon Mother Goddess would act so quickly.

"She wants to escape, stop her!" Zheng Wenjie shouted softly, and Yu'er, who was floating in the air, let out a shrill scream and stopped the Demon Mother Goddess.

The Demon Mother Goddess, whose figure was gradually becoming ethereal, was blocked and her figure became solid, blocking Yu'er's attack.

Zheng Wenjie clashed his fists together, and balls of orange-red fireworks burst out.

Zhao Li and his companions rushed over, only to see Zheng Wenjie's figure become vague.

"That's an illusion, look there." Zhao Li pointed at Yu'er who was fighting with the Devil Mother Goddess. Zheng Wenjie suddenly separated them and faced the Devil Mother Goddess directly.

The red cloth driven by the Devil Mother Goddess exploded and whipped Zheng Wenjie, and was immediately dyed with orange-red high-temperature fireworks.

The Demon Mother Goddess retreated to the center of the platform, looked at Zheng Wenjie and asked questions in Sanskrit.

"Who am I? Why should I stop you?" Zheng Wenjie smiled playfully, revealing a pair of clean fangs.

"It seems that you are not doing very well in the world of Posa. Even if you stay in the human world, no one will tell you any news." Zhao Li pulled out the gun forged in the underworld and aimed at the Demon Mother Goddess.

Zheng Wenjie glanced at Zhao Li with cold eyes. Zhao Li trembled all over and put the gun back into the gun bag. His original idea of ​​finding an opportunity to help the Demon Mother Goddess escape was immediately shattered.

Zheng Wenjie waved his fist in the air, and balls of orange-red fire gathered into a lifelike, ferocious and majestic fire dragon.

The Ksitigarbha Mother Goddess hurriedly cast a spell, her eyes emitting dazzling Buddha light, and the sound of complicated chanting appeared out of thin air.

Not only did the Demon Mother Goddess exert her magical powers to the fullest, but she also gathered the power of vows that her believers had bestowed upon her over thousands of years to protect her.

The fire dragon roared, and curling flames burst out from it.

"Run!" Zhao Li quickly picked up Xia Dongqing and left the stairs, shouting to Feicui and Ya while running.

Feicui ignored Zhao Li's shouts and stared at Zong Fan's body which was only left with clothes and bones.

Ya looked at the red dragon in the air that brought her unspeakable pressure and made her chest feel stuffy. She reached out and grabbed Feicui and followed Zhao Li to run away.

Zheng Wenjie raised his hand and let the flames that were shaken out by the red dragon's roar fall on his hand and then disperse and extinguish. He let out a breath, thinking that the magic he had researched was too crude after all.

This spell was learned from the Hades A'Cha, but when A'Cha performed it, not only was it lifelike, the power was also very condensed, and it could be enlarged or reduced and controlled freely.

Although the magic he cast was much more powerful than the one cast by Hades, he was not as easy to control as Hades.

A pair of cold little hands fell on Zheng Wenjie's temple and rubbed it. Yu'er sat on Zheng Wenjie's shoulder again. The power of the red dragon was also a pressure for Yu'er. When she got close to Zheng Wenjie, the pressure brought by the red dragon naturally disappeared.

"Let's go." Zheng Wenjie said softly after Zhao Li and others escaped from the barrier. The fire dragon instantly circled into the air and swooped down towards the Ksitigarbha Goddess who was protected by the golden light of the Buddhist mantra.

Ripples vibrated, and the remaining buildings of the ancient city of Rajagriha within the barrier were shattered into ashes by the ripples.

Zhao Li and the other two who had already escaped from the barrier watched as the transparent barrier actually materialized, like a shattered glass door, appearing densely and then shattering.

Zhao Li and Ya hurriedly cast a spell to protect themselves, but the aftermath as they imagined did not hit them. It dissipated after breaking the barrier.

Jade opened her eyes wide and looked at the charred land in front of her.

"The barrier can be regarded as an artificial paradise, but it is different from a paradise that can actually be transformed into a small world."

"The barrier must rely on the real world to be stable. The real world is the point of reference. What exists in the barrier, the real world also needs a foundation."

"If the barrier is destroyed, the real world will also be affected. Fortunately, this place is outside the remote urban area and it is an abandoned unfinished building. There is no one..." Zhao Li explained, his mind dazed. Thinking of the little boy who had died at the hands of the Demon Goddess, he immediately shut up.

"Let's go back." Zheng Wenjie revealed his true form and said to Yu'er beside the few people.

"Where is Zong Fan! Is he really dead?" Feicui looked at Zheng Wenjie with a cold face and asked.

Zheng Wenjie nodded calmly: "It was my mistake. I didn't expect that the Devil Mother Goddess would really be so quick..."

"I will make sure Zong Fan is reborn into a good new life immediately after the seventh day."

When Ya saw that Feicui was about to get angry, she quickly reached out and covered Feicui's mouth. She dragged her away and smiled awkwardly at Zheng Wenjie, "Well, you guys take Dongqing home first. I'll be back later."

Zheng Wenjie nodded, glanced at Xia Dongqing who was still unconscious on the ground, and said to Zhao Li: "There are bones of the Ghost Mother Goddess inside, but I have destroyed her soul."

"I have already collected the Buddha's blood. As for the Buddha's bones, you can keep them if you want. I will be returning with Xia Dongqing first."

After Zheng Wenjie finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Li's complicated expression, picked up Xia Dongqing, moved back to the villa in an instant, and threw Xia Dongqing on the bed.

"Yu'er." Zheng Wenjie called out and handed the collected golden Buddha blood to Yu'er, asking her to take it to Gong Ruomei and Tang Xue.

After thinking about it, based on my understanding of Xia Dongqing, he will definitely find a way to find out the whereabouts of Zong Fan and Ali when he wakes up. I don't want to see him looking depressed, melancholy and sad.

When Zhao Li came back, he erased Xia Dongqing's memory.

"And as for that jadeite, erase her memory as well." After giving instructions to Zhao Li, Zheng Wenjie returned to his room and closed his eyes to rest.

Half a month later.

"Big news, Zhao Li. Everyone on this train is dead. Is there any news from your underworld?" Ya asked Zhao Li while sitting cross-legged on the sofa, looking at the news that popped up on her phone.

Zhao Li glanced through the French window at Zheng Wenjie who was basking in the sun in the small courtyard: "That is Murong's jurisdiction, and it is not under my jurisdiction. What do I know?"

"Is Murong really okay?" Ya asked.

Zhao Li laughed and waved his head towards Zheng Wenjie who was basking in the sun in the courtyard, saying, "He has someone to protect him, so what else can happen?"

"Mu Rong's affairs are now a semi-public secret in the underworld, but no one dares to tell anyone about it. If this secret is revealed, it will be a slap in the face of the King of Hell and this person."

"Why don't you go and ask? I have a feeling that all the people on this train disappeared overnight. There must be some particularly scary monster causing trouble."

"Monster?" Zhao Li looked at Ya with disdain: "That's just you, Kunlun, causing trouble."

"Hey, how can you talk like that, Zhao Li? What do you mean the monsters are our Kunlun?" "Isn't Kunlun the place with the most monsters? You are a bird pretending to be a god."

"Hey, you are the bird, your whole family are birds!" Ya became anxious and pointed at Zhao Li's nose and cursed.

Zhao Li stuck out his tongue and made a face.

"Ah!" Ya screamed angrily, rushed forward two steps, swung her fist and hit Zhao Li, her fist landing directly on Zhao Li.

"Something's wrong, why don't you hide?" Ya asked curiously.

Zhao Li curled his lips and motioned her to look towards the yard: "Speak of the devil, and he will appear."

"Murong." Ya tilted her head and looked at Murong who was standing respectfully beside Zheng Wenjie's recliner.

...

"There were no traces and everyone on the entire train was dead. It's really strange." Ya paced back and forth in the living room, with one hand on her chest and the other tapping her face.

Murong frowned. "I have investigated and found no problems. I couldn't find any souls in the train. Hades ordered me to find out the reason within three days, so I came to the commander for help."

"It seems that Hades is still angry and wants to continue punishing you when he finds a reason. Zhao Li, what do you think?" Zheng Wenjie asked calmly.

"I've never seen such a thing." Zhao Li shook his head thoughtfully.

As the night deepens, in the morgue.

"There are so many people." Ya looked at the large morgue with disappointment.

"It's really cold here, Zhao Li, I have classes tomorrow. Why don't you investigate it yourselves in the middle of the night?" Xia Dongqing said, covering his body.

"We are Timur, we are the woodcutters. Do you want to abandon us and sleep comfortably in bed? Can you bear it? Doesn't your conscience twitch?!"

Xia Dongqing curled her lips: "I think you just don't want me to have a good rest, and you want me to suffer with you."

"Let's go, they are all alive." Zheng Wenjie raised his eyebrows and asked several people to leave the morgue.

"Ajie, what does 'alive' mean?" Ya asked curiously, standing in the corridor.

"You'll know if you see it for yourself."

"See for yourself?"

"Xiao Ya...they are really alive." Xia Dongqing said after swallowing.

Ya stared with wide eyes as the door of the morgue was pushed open. Noisy sounds of shouting and yelling came out, and people began to fill the corridor.

Return to the villa.

Murong laughed at himself and said, "I didn't expect it to be like this. I have never thought about it in this direction."

"Do you know? What's going on?" Ya asked curiously.

Zhao Li calmly drank a sip of water and said calmly: "The people on the train were indeed dead, but they came back to life. The time should be exactly one day."

Murong nodded, affirmed Zhao Li's judgment and said: "The people on the train had one day's lifespan sucked away. What kind of trick is this..."

"Do you want it?" Zhao Li glanced at Murong, narrowed his eyes and continued.

"There must have been something on this train that sucked away lifespans last night. One person per day, that's several years of lifespan for the entire train."

"Pluto...are you trying to warn me?" Murong said with a frown.

"I think you're right. Pluto knows what it is, and it happened in your jurisdiction. It's also for the sake of life. He asked you to solve the case within three days. Isn't that a warning to you?" Ya said with a gloating smile.

Zheng Wenjie patted Xia Dongqing beside him and said, "Go to bed quickly. Don't you have classes tomorrow?"

Xia Dongqing yawned and nodded: "Then you guys continue investigating, I'm going to sleep first."

"I'm going to sleep too! Now that Yu'er is not around, I finally don't have to watch Korean dramas with her every day. I almost vomited from watching them." Ya stretched.

"It's so blissful to be able to sleep comfortably without watching Korean dramas!"

"Originally, no one died and their souls are still there, so it has nothing to do with us in the underworld. But now the King of Hell has ordered us to solve the case within three days. Now we don't know anything. Murong will definitely be punished by the King of Hell." Zhao Li said to Zheng Wenjie.

Murong pursed his lips and said, "I will hurry up and investigate. Even if I can't find any useful clues in three days, I think the worst that can happen is that I will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell to suffer for a few years."

"Go check it out." Zheng Wenjie nodded calmly and watched Murong leave.

"Ajie, shouldn't we just ignore it?" Zhao Li asked.

"That thing will pop up by itself." Zheng Wenjie smiled.

...

"Ting ting ting! Xuannv brand egg fried rice!" Ya placed a tray in each hand on the dining table.

"Try it now. I woke up this morning and saw an article that said if you want to capture a man's heart, you have to capture his stomach first. Come and try my cooking!"

Zhao Li's mouth twitched: "Why is the egg fried rice this color? How much soy sauce did you put in it?"

"Don't worry, Zhao Li, I made it exactly according to the recipe. It must be delicious."

Zheng Wenjie picked up the spoon and turned over the egg fried rice on the plate: "There's only ours, where's yours?"

"Brother Jie, you don't have to worry about me. You guys worked so hard. You must have not slept last night, staying up all night to investigate that life-sucking thing."

"Stop!"

Zheng Wenjie put the plate in front of Ya: "Eat it all up and taste it yourself."

"Puh, phuh, phuh!" Zhao Li took a spoonful of the food, quickly spat it out, and picked up the cup of water to rinse his mouth.

"You dead bird, it's ok to put too much soy sauce and salt, but why did you add vinegar? Which recipe would add vinegar to egg fried rice?"

Ya smiled awkwardly, moved the plate pushed by Zheng Wenjie away and said, "I just want it to be delicious, so I improved the recipe."

"I...you, forget it. Let's go out for dinner today. Have a big meal!"

"No, Zhao Li, Dong Qing is going to attend a study group today. When he comes back, we can go out for dinner tonight."

Zhao Li showed a fake smile and said, "You are using us as an experiment, and you want me to treat you and Dong Qing to a big meal? Dream on!"

As Zhao Li was speaking, he suddenly covered his arm, frowned, and said to Zheng Wenjie: "Xia Dongqing is in danger again. He is not possessed by a ghost... but he is unconscious." (End of this chapter)