"This is the last time. As long as you complete the mission, you'll be free. You can go wherever you want," Lu Qin said to him earnestly.

Shao Tong revealed a look of longing, and after a long while, he exhaled, "Copying that woman's ability is already my limit. I can't maintain it for long. Peeking into someone's memory and modifying it…it's truly a good ability, but you're too greedy. You actually want me to inherit Jiang Cheng's body."

"Since that person said it's possible, then it definitely is. There's no need to question it. Jiang Cheng is the source of all evil. We will destroy his spirit, and then you will take advantage of the opportunity to inherit his body. This is all within the plan." Lu Qin tried her best to appease him. Shao Tong's mental state was not stable, and he was the most important part of this plan.

"Just a question, after the plan succeeds, I read most of Jiang Cheng's memories and inherited his body, then…am I still me? Or…did I become Jiang Cheng?" Shao Tong leaned forward, looking at Lu Qin with great interest, seemingly very interested in this point.

Lu Qin frowned, "What? Is this important?"

"Of course. If I'm still me, then the agreement between us may still be valid. If you think that I at that time am no longer me, but that guy named Jiang Cheng…" Shao Tong paused, the corners of his mouth rising, "Then is the agreement between us still valid? You also said that Jiang Cheng is the source of all evil. Will you still let me go then?"

The words were convoluted, but not difficult to understand. Lu Qin immediately nodded solemnly, "The promise is naturally valid. I'm giving the promise on behalf of the Night Watcher. With that person's status, he can't go back on his word."

Shao Tong patted his face, as if his whole body had relaxed, "In that case, I'm relieved. I'll do as we agreed, eliminate everyone in the mission. I will slowly infiltrate Jiang Cheng's memory until I completely replace him."

Hearing Shao Tong say this, Lu Qin's tense expression finally eased, and she slowly said, "We will cooperate with each other, and we can definitely do this. But there is one thing you need to pay attention to. Jiang Cheng is different from the others. Before this, his memory has been infiltrated many times, repeated every once in a while. It was done by the woman whose ability you copied, so Jiang Cheng already has a certain resistance to this kind of ability. You have to be extra careful. He is very vigilant, don't let him discover any flaws."

"That's natural. We are in the same boat."

After Shao Tong finished speaking, he picked up his phone again and glanced at the time. The night was getting deeper and deeper, and according to the plan, at the third watch tonight, Wang Fugui would wear the wrong shoes and walk the Yin Bridge.

...

Stopping the bleeding, applying medicine, smearing grave soil… The people in the room were nervously busy. Zhang Qi was impressed by Fatty. Even after suffering such pain, Fatty endured until the veins on his forehead bulged and cold sweat streamed down, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word. In the end, he even comforted Jiang Cheng, Yao Shunyu, and the others.

The cloth pad was stained red with blood, and the ground was covered in bloodstains. The nasal cavity was filled with a pungent bloody smell. In the haunted house, this scene was instinctively unsettling.

Time was running out. The entire Marquis mansion was quiet. Li Bai brought a paper lantern with a candle inside, emitting an orange-yellow light. Then, Zhu Jie carefully poured out three incense sticks from a tube. "These three incense sticks were obtained from the owner of the paper shop. They were taken out and dried in the shade after being buried in the graveyard for a long time. Light them and take them with you on the road."

Jiang Cheng seemed to see something, and asked, "Soul-guiding incense?"

Tang Qisheng nodded, "There is such a saying, but these are all old calendars. People walking the Yin Bridge can't remember the time, so the ancients used the length of the incense as a limit. You must return before the incense burns out."

After applying the medicinal powder brought by Li Bai, the intense pain was greatly reduced. Fatty gasped for breath and asked, "If…if I don't come back before the incense burns out, what will happen?"

"Then you will be lost on the bridge forever, and like those things, become a wandering ghost." Zhang Qisheng lowered his voice and said. He didn't mean to scare Fatty, that's just what he heard.

But Fatty obviously discovered new information and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "What do you mean by that? There are…other things on that bridge?"

Originally, Fatty thought that as long as he brought Gao Yanqing's wronged soul across the bridge, it would be over, and the danger mainly came from Gao Yanqing behind him, but now it seemed that the danger was far more than that.

"To tell you the truth, we don't know what's on the bridge. After all, we haven't walked the Yin Bridge. The risk is great, but this is the only way. Everything next depends on you." Tang Qisheng said very sincerely, "I can only remind you to be as quick as possible. Go quickly and return quickly. You only have the time it takes for three incense sticks to burn. If all the incense is used up, then the way back will also be cut off."

"Also, there may be all kinds of risks on the road, but you must remember not to get entangled with those things. Most importantly, you must never reveal your identity as a living person."

"Remember, you are a dead person. From the moment you step on that bridge, you are a dead person!"

Fatty took a deep breath and nodded heavily, "I understand!"

The others stood behind the paper bridge, all looking at Fatty. Fatty said goodbye to everyone. He held a paper lantern in one hand and an incense stick in the other. The other two were carefully put away by him. This was all his capital.

"Are you ready?" Li Bai asked.

Fatty nodded, his tense face filled with determination, "Ready."

Li Bai and Zhu Jie acted almost simultaneously. Li Bai placed a copper basin filled with water under the paper bridge. The water basin was equivalent to the Naihe River, and the paper bridge spanned it. Zhu Jie then used a candle to light paper ingots, as well as incense and offerings. For a time, the room was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

Although they couldn't see it, everyone keenly felt that the nearby temperature dropped sharply, as if something had quietly appeared, or as if a door to another world had been opened.

"Walking the Yin Bridge—" Tang Qisheng shouted at the top of his lungs, "The dead go on their way, the living turn back!"

This shout traveled far in the silent night, the sound empty.

And Fatty, after this sound rang out, raised his bare feet and stepped on the first step of the paper bridge. Accompanied by a "creak, creak" sound, a shocking scene appeared. This paper bridge, which looked very fragile, actually managed to support Fatty's weight. Also in everyone's eyes, Fatty stepped onto the paper bridge step by step, and then disappeared into the darkness at the other end of the paper bridge.