Chapter 19 Heritage

　　Two Yamamoto Sen'nin...

　　No, every Grand High Priest is called Yamamoto Sen'nin.

　　Just like the title Grand High Priest, Yamamoto Sen'nin is simply a title. The previous Grand High Priest chose this child to be his successor.

　　Seemingly realizing something, Pi Ruan's breathing suddenly quickened. "Inheritance..."

　　It's the inheritance of the door!

　　Every Grand High Priest in the temple had never truly possessed this door. They were all holders of the door, and pitiful people burdened with a curse.

　　Pi Ruan was no stranger to this process, because he had just finished it himself.

　　The door within him was stripped away, and the woman named Wan Yuanning inherited his door. She was also Luo He's sister from No. 3, from the Luo family of the Night Watcher's Thirteen Families.

　　But clearly, a dead person couldn't inherit the door, so... the child wasn't dead; he was merely in a state of suspended animation.

　　Much like Wan Yuanning, who was left with only half a breath after being backlashed.

　　But this raised another question: ordinary doors couldn't be inherited. Only a bizarre door like his could be.

　　This is bad...

　　The previous intelligence was wrong. This door wasn't as simple as they thought. It was a bizarre door, and what was inside wasn't a ghost, but... a Bizarreness (guiyi)!

　　These were two completely different concepts. How terrifying would a bizarre door be that had been passed down for who knows how long? They knew all too well.

　　To possess such a door, the title Grand High Priest was indeed fitting!

　　"I got these two photos from the photo studio," Luo He said. "I went to the scene. These two photos were at Boss Sang's feet when he died."

　　The Bizarreness in this bizarre door had abilities somewhat similar to Luo He's, and there would be some influences between the two that others wouldn't understand.

　　Pi Ruan had previously wondered why Luo He was wasting his abilities so much, appearing almost every night.

　　Now it seemed that he had long sensed the opponent's bizarreness. With him around, he could at least protect a few people.

　　Otherwise, he, or even No. 8 and No. 10, would carelessly fall into the opponent's trap.

　　This was also why the opponent had gone to such lengths to set up this situation, to separate No. 3 from the others.

　　The opponent also felt that No. 3 was troublesome.

　　Now Pi Ruan had to sit down seriously and consider how to break the situation. Before, with No. 3 and No. 8 around, he hadn't felt much sense of crisis.

　　But now it was different.

　　The opponent was an adversary on the same level as them, and they were fighting on their home turf. In the end, they had no advantage.

　　"No one else can die, or the situation will get worse." The Bizarreness behind this door had already devoured too much despair. Each additional person who died here would make it even stronger.

　　"Is there any way?" Pi Ruan asked seriously.

　　"We can try knocking them unconscious." Luo He stated his previous idea. He couldn't enter the dream of someone who was completely unconscious, so presumably the Bizarreness in this door couldn't either.

　　But now Pi Ruan seemed a little embarrassed, because of Chen Qiang's matter, Huai Yi was already suspicious of him. If he rashly knocked him unconscious again...

　　He changed his approach and looked at Luo He. "Are there any other ways?"

　　After a moment of contemplation, Luo He nodded. "Then we'll just have to drag No. 8 and Huai Yi into my dream. They'll be safe there for the time being."

　　Each additional person who entered the dream would increase Luo He's consumption exponentially, but if they let it go, the consequences would be dire.

　　In front of a Bizarreness with such abilities, everyone's chances of survival were compressed to an extremely low level.

　　"Then let's start." Pi Ruan nodded.

　　"Hoo—" Luo He spread out his hands, opened the black-covered book in his hand, and placed his palm on it. The next second, a faint blue light slowly emanated from the book, gradually enveloping Luo He's body.

　　Luo He sat upright, his expression devout and serene.

　　Immediately afterwards, Huai Yi, who was lying on the bunk, moved his fingers, slowly opened his eyes, as if he were looking at a brand new world, and finally sat up.

　　But from Pi Ruan's perspective, this was an extremely mystical scene, one that should only appear in fantasy novels, yet it was unfolding before his eyes.

　　It was like an out-of-body experience.

　　"Don't be nervous, he's in another dream." Luo He's voice came, reassuringly. "You won't appear in his dream; he can't see you."

　　"Then how do you explain that I can see him?" Pi Ruan had the illusion that he was wearing an invisibility cloak.

　　Huai Yi had already stood up and was looking around in confusion.

　　But the result was indeed as No. 3 said: Huai Yi didn't see him.

　　"You are in different locations. Here, you are an existence allowed by me." Luo He said in a very calm tone, delivering a very pretentious line.

　　But Pi Ruan couldn't find fault with it.

　　After Huai Yi, the next was No. 8. Pi Ruan was a little curious about how No. 8 would behave if she were brought into the dream.

　　Given her temper, she would probably make a big scene.

　　She might even cause some...

　　Under Pi Ruan's interested gaze, No. 8 swayed and sat up from the bed. "Hehe." Pi Ruan deliberately looked her up and down with malicious intent, while showing a lewd smile that said, "You know, I know." "Tsk tsk tsk, amazing, amazing. No. 8, how many truckloads of papayas have you eaten? Are you planning to secretly develop and then find a suitable opportunity to stun us all?"

　　But to Pi Ruan's surprise, the scene was a bit awkward.

　　No. 8, as if she hadn't seen him, walked straight off the bed, then went to the door, pulled it open, and walked out.

　　She didn't say a word throughout the whole process, completely ignoring him.

　　"What the—?" Pi Ruan put his hands on his hips and said to the door in a complaining tone, "No. 8, you're becoming less and less cute. There's a saying in my hometown that temper is inversely proportional to chest size: the bigger the temper, the smaller the chest!"

　　"No. 3, I'm telling you, can't you control her? She dares to even in your dream..." Pi Ruan just turned his head, thinking of complaining to Luo He.

　　But the next second, he saw Luo He staring at the door, his lips white and his pupils trembling. "That's not my dream! She was taken away by something else!"

　　"What?!" Pi Ruan's expression changed instantly.

　　...

　　"Da-da-da..."

　　The sound of shoes hitting the old stairs echoed, like a dying gasp. Fu Fu went down the stairs, with a man in front of her.

　　"No. 3, are you confident in your guess?" Fu Fu asked.

　　Hearing this, the man in front turned his head, revealing a calm and indifferent face. "If you don't believe me, you can go back."

　　The strangeness of the Feng mansion was obvious. Although ghosts generally wouldn't kill people in succession, choosing to explore the Feng mansion at night and raid Liu Quezi's hiding place just after something happened, in Fu Fu's opinion, was still...

　　Too exciting!

　　"Then let's hurry." Fu Fu looked eager to try.

　　Looking at the hazy scene around them, the surrounding decorations and utensils were all as if covered with a layer of gauze.

　　"Although it's not the first time I've seen you use your ability, it's still pretty flashy." Fu Fu sighed and shook her head. "What a pity."

　　They had already reached the front of the store. As long as they opened the door, they could leave the area of this store. Luo He was the first to step out the door, turned his head, and asked in his usual cold tone, "What's a pity?"

　　But Fu Fu stopped half a meter away from the door, tilted her head and looked at him. After a few seconds, her eyes curved and the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a fox-like expression. "What a pity you're a fake, you big idiot."