Taboo Mage - Chapter 219 - Entering the Dream

I widened my eyes in surprise. She actually agreed?

At this moment, shouldn’t she be embracing the greatness of motherly love, even knowing what kind of person her son is, and absolutely refusing to accept the reality? Shouldn’t she be willing to immerse herself in the illusion that she had given birth to a wonderful son?

Of course, I didn’t get an answer to this question. On the other side, Zhou Qifang had already pulled out the wind chime from his pocket, the simple, ancient wind chime hanging motionless.

When the wind chime was taken out, my peripheral vision subconsciously glanced at Jue Chi, and I clearly saw an inexplicable emotion flash across his face, a momentary look of surprise and loneliness in his eyes.

Even I, who was closest to him, only realized this fact in that fleeting moment.

Jue Chi must have some connection with Zhou Qifang; otherwise, he wouldn’t have shown such an unusual expression when he saw that wind chime.

Even if it’s not linked to Zhou Qifang, Jue Chi must certainly know this strange wind chime.

Zhou Qifang didn’t notice the fleeting expressions on my and Jue Chi’s faces; he simply placed the wind chime in front of Old Lady Xu and said in a deep voice, “Close your eyes.”

His voice was magnetic and seductive, carrying an inexplicable charm that made me instinctively want to obey Zhou Qifang’s command.

Suddenly, Jue Chi recited a Buddhist chant. The heavy sound hit my eardrums, pulling me back from my stupor.

I quickly took a small sip from my water cup as a cover, and when I looked at Zhou Qifang again, he had already successfully hypnotized Old Lady Xu.

The old lady lay on the sofa with her eyes closed, the wind chime hanging above her head, remaining utterly still.

“Next…”

Lin Huan, watching with curiosity, opened his mouth to speak, but Zhou Qifang shot him a cold glance, piercing like a knife into Lin Huan. With a nervous chuckle, Lin Huan immediately sealed his lips.

Then, I saw Zhou Qifang standing next to the wind chime, gently brushing his hand over the ancient coins beneath it. He lowered his head, murmuring incantations, and then let out a pained roar. He sat cross-legged on the floor, placing his hands on his knees, his lips moving faster and faster. In just a few minutes, sweat covered his forehead.

“Boss, can Zhou Qifang really help people recall lost memories?” Lin Huan watched Zhou Qifang’s actions with curious eyes, wanting to find out why.

However, he seemed to be afraid that if he asked Zhou Qifang at this moment, Zhou Qifang would treat him like Xu Benzhang, crushing him underfoot.

So, Lin Huan quietly moved closer to me, hoping to glean something novel from my mouth.

Unfortunately, I was just as puzzled by Zhou Qifang’s actions as he was. I had no idea what he was doing, and moreover, if Zhou Qifang really possessed such a powerful and terrifying ability, he certainly wouldn’t share the details with me.

The Buddha amulet and life amulet were intrinsically connected, especially since Zhou Qifang’s ancestors were known for making life amulets. If I could grasp just a little of the technique, mastering this skill would be only a matter of time.

Seeing my indifferent expression, Lin Huan rolled his eyes and resignedly sat down on the sofa, waiting to see what would happen next.

During this time, I stole a glance at Jue Chi. He was sitting on the sofa, hands pressed together, with the earlier set of Buddhist prayer beads resting on his knees. I wondered what he was thinking.

However, I noticed that when Jue Chi opened his eyes, his gaze never left the wind chime placed above Old Lady Xu’s head.

Suddenly, a clear sound of the wind chime broke through all my thoughts. I shook my head and pushed all my ideas aside, turning my gaze towards Zhou Qifang.

Old Lady Xu seemed to have fallen into a dream, her whole body twitching as her hands waved frantically in the air.

“No! My son! You can’t kill it!”

The old lady kept repeating these phrases, and the more I listened, the more uneasy I felt. Wasn’t Jue Chi supposed to help her recall what happened when she was possessed?

Why did it sound like she was reminiscing about past events instead?

Suddenly, a thought jumped into my mind. If my earlier assumption was correct, then one truth could explain everything.

That was, Zhou Qifang actually had no intention of helping the old lady recall her experiences during her possession. Instead, he had told a lie and extracted her memories!

Especially that segment concerning the dog-its final moments, which were now crucial to us.

I was startled by this realization, and as I looked at Zhou Qifang, a wave of unidentifiable feelings surged within me.

Old Lady Xu looked as if she had witnessed something terrifying. Her hands were flailing in the air, struggling, and then she covered her eyes, letting out a painful wail.

Clearly, something had deeply disturbed her.

I furrowed my brows tightly, suddenly hoping to catch a glimpse of Old Lady Xu’s dream. It felt like watching a drama where you could only hear the actors’ voices but couldn’t see their movements.

This sensation was almost maddening, filling me with an overwhelming curiosity.

After more than half an hour, Zhou Qifang finally opened his eyes. I felt a surge of excitement and stood up, rushing over to ask him what he had seen.

To my surprise, before I could even take a step, Zhou Qifang suddenly shot a glare filled with resentment and anguish at Old Lady Xu, who had yet to awaken.

“Zhou…” I opened my mouth, but then I hesitated, realizing that if I asked now, Zhou Qifang might respond with a sweeping kick.

His eyes sparked with a dangerous glint as he glanced back at Old Lady Xu. Then he squinted, speaking coldly, “This old thing…”

“Old thing? Zhou Qifang, what on earth did you see?” I frowned, unable to contain my curiosity.

Zhou Qifang snorted and said in a low voice, “Now I understand why that dead dog wants revenge on its son but also needed to possess her to deplete her life force.”

“Hey! What exactly happened? You need to tell me!”

I couldn’t stand people who left others in suspense, like someone telling a story only to begin with a tantalizing hook, stirring up everyone’s curiosity before saying, “To find out what happens next, come back next time.”