The blood character smoothly melted into everyone's glabella—except for Zhao Yijiu's.
Just at the moment that strange, unreadable script attached itself to his forehead, a black pattern suddenly emerged, clashing against the blood character. A faint black aura briefly dispersed, but it quickly re-solidified.
In contrast, the blood character was forced back by the distance of a palm due to the opposing energy, almost scattering completely.
Ren Yi cast an inquiring look at Ghost Wine, who was also stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't reacted right away. Then, the corners of his mouth curved up, forming a bizarre smile.
He touched his own forehead, feeling a cold sensation that he was already accustomed to lurking beneath his skin.
"I forgot, there was already a mark right here, so your blood character probably can't get in," he said, glancing at the culprit.
Yu Xing met his gaze and suddenly remembered.
Previously, he had used curse power to leave a mark on Zhao Yijiu's forehead—to protect Zhao Yijiu's safety inside the instance where Lingren haunted.
As it turned out, this mark hadn't been needed temporarily, and he hadn't taken it back either.
Ren Yi was well-informed, and upon hearing this, he guessed a little. He shook his head and said, "...It's fine, just shift it over a bit."
The lonely blood character finally melted into the back of Ghost Wine's head.
Closing his eyes to sense it and confirming that the blood had established a connection, Ren Yi stirred his mind, unlocking the sealed memories within the minds of the four people around him.
In an instant, stream after stream of rapidly flashing memory fragments appeared before Yu Xing's eyes. A memory that did not belong to him naturally grew in his mind, and he stood inside an unfamiliar inn