Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 178 - The Key Term Caught by the Ancestor

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: The Key Term Caught by the Ancestor

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: The Key Term Caught by the Ancestor

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Jiangli extended her hand upon hearing the words and said to the female ghost, “Stretch out your hand.”

The female ghost looked at Jiangli blankly and, not daring to disobey, stretched out her hand nervously, placing her palm onto Jiangli’s.

The next second, a strange aura swept over her, enveloping her entire being.

She felt her body tense up, her mind a blank, with only a deep, bone-cutting pain remaining.

Jiangli was trying to search her soul, just as she had seen Qiang Hongtao’s past memories, to see the female ghost’s memories from when she was alive.

But…

All she saw were countless fragments.

Human memories are like a neat and tidy space where all memories are stored, placed at different depths depending on the depth of the memory.

Messy yet orderly.

However, the female ghost’s memories were complete chaos.

If a normal person’s memories were like a mirror, reflecting all their past,

Then her memories were like a shattered mirror, leaving only countless fragments scattered and piled up, unable to make sense of her past.

Some fragments were even shattered to dust, completely indiscernible as to what had happened.

Jiangli kept her eyes closed, slightly furrowed her brow, and combed through forcefully, finding only sporadic memories among the broken pieces, and two names.

“Lin Yurong—”

“Fu Yuxing—”

Jiangli noted these two names and, opening her eyes, looked towards the two people and one ghost in the bathroom and asked, “Lin Yurong, Fu Yuxing, do you recognize these names?”

Xia Xin and Wang Yao shook their heads in unison.

It was at this moment that the female ghost opened her eyes and upon hearing this, her expression suddenly twisted in pain, “Lin Yurong… Yurong, Yurong is me… I, my name is Lin Yurong!”

She suddenly lifted her head, grabbed Jiangli’s hand and shook it desperately.

“I, my name is Lin Yurong, I remember now, this is my name!”

Jiangli asked, “Do you remember anything else? Who is Fu Yuxing? Do you remember?”

“I… Ah!”

Lin Yurong clutched her head in agony, curled up on the ground, trembling all over.

Her soul seemed to be fading more and more, already nearly completely transparent.

Xia Xin exclaimed in alarm, “Ancestor, there’s something wrong with her…”

As he spoke, Jiangli took out a talisman and slapped it onto Lin Yurong’s forehead.

The next second, the talisman disappeared into Lin Yurong’s body.

Her quivering, nearly dissipated soul gradually became stable again, returning to a semi-transparent state.

Her trembling body also came to a halt, as if the pain had lessened.

Xia Xin asked somewhat nervously, “Are… are you okay?”

Lin Yurong’s face showed no emotion as she numbly responded, “I… I can’t remember, but I am very afraid…”

Jiangli seized the key point and pressed further, “Are you afraid of this person, Fu Yuxing?”

Lin Yurong shook her head frantically, choking out, “I… I don’t know, I just feel… very afraid, very scared…”

Jiangli narrowed her eyes.

Wang Yao didn’t understand these matters but could tell that there was definitely a problem between Lin Yurong and Fu Yuxing, and he speculated, “Abbot, she seems to have been strangled to death, not a natural death. Could the person who killed her be this Fu Yuxing?”

Jiangli hummed in agreement, saying indifferently, “Very likely.”

“But who is Fu Yuxing?” Xia Xin asked, his forehead creased with question marks, “The problem now is that we have no idea who Fu Yuxing is.”

Jiangli looked at Lin Yurong.

She couldn’t remember anything now, and looking at her current state, it was likely that someone had tampered with her memory, or her soul had been violently torn apart.