Chapter 264
"Take it and play with it, there's a whole bunch of lotus seeds." She said nonchalantly.
Ning Yue didn't stand on ceremony and said with a smile, "Thank you, Tao Tao." Then she put it on her wrist and showed it to Li Jianxin.
"Senior brother, look, isn't it beautiful?"
She tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling, a hint of anticipation on her beautiful face that she herself didn't even realize, and gazed at him like that.
A smile appeared on Li Jianxin's handsome face as he reached out and patted her head. "Beautiful, very beautiful."
"Then I'll make one for you too, okay?" she said bluntly.
He nodded. "Okay, then I'll trouble you, junior sister."
Upon hearing this, Tao Tao glanced at them casually, then turned to see Yuan Xiu looking at her. "Can monks wear this?"
Since ancient times, senior and junior brothers and sisters have often become lovers. Li Jianxin had someone to give him a gift, but Yuan Xiu didn't, which seemed a bit awkward.
Yuan Xiu was taken aback, his gaze falling on the plump, round lotus seeds in her hand.
"Lotus seeds are sacred, and monks can carry them with them."
She smiled and said, "That's perfect. I'll knit one for you later, and this one is for Leng Qiao."
As she spoke, Tao Tao looked at Leng Qiao standing behind her, reached out and took her hand, put the bracelet on her wrist, examined it carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Do you like it?" she asked, looking up at her.
Leng Qiao gazed at the lotus seed bracelet she had personally woven on her wrist, her eyes softening, and said softly, "I like it, thank you, Miss."
It was already late, and they didn't set off until the next day.
To reach Linggui Temple in Yashan, you have to cross the entire city of Luzhou and walk another thirty miles.
At noon, they left the city and headed towards Yashan. Tao Tao rented a cart to carry the coffin and some paper offerings, so they traveled relatively slowly.
Li Jianxin and Ning Yue each rode a horse in front, Yuan Xiu drove a cart in the middle, and Tao Tao and Leng Qiao's carriage followed behind.
Tao Tao was leaning against the car wall, resting with her eyes closed, when suddenly a "ding" sound came from her mind.
Then the system's mechanical voice sounded playfully again.
"The funeral system is now online. Long time no see, dear host."
[So you finally showed up? I was waiting to do quests to earn life points, where did you go for repairs? Did you automatically upgrade yourself?]
"Don't worry, host. Things happened so suddenly; the system couldn't do anything about it."
[What is the mission?] She didn't want to waste time with so much nonsense.
"The mission is... wait? The host got the mission target so quickly? Impressive!"
What does this mean? Mission objective? Who is it?
There were three people with her, oh, and a corpse, so she really didn't know who the system was talking about.
"Master Yizhen, once you burn Master Yizhen's corpse to create a relic and obtain it, the mission is complete. You will receive two random items or 20% of your health."
So many? What do you need them for?
Could these so-called relics really have some great use?
The system remained silent.
Tao Tao frowned, reached out and lifted the carriage curtain, peering ahead. Inside the dark, reflective coffin lay the deceased Master Yizhen.
Yuan Xiu never said he wanted to be cremated, so how could he let himself be burned?
Li Jianxin and Ning Yue wouldn't stand idly by; she and Leng Qiao couldn't possibly defeat so many people on their own.
Why is it this particular task that prevents such a virtuous and accomplished monk from finding peace even in death?
She rested her elbow on the windowsill, propped her chin on her hand, and sighed silently.
"Master Yuanxiu, how long does it take to get there from here?" Ning Yue turned to ask him.
Yuan Xiu replied, "We should arrive before sunset."
She nodded knowingly. "That's alright."
As we passed through a canyon, suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, the sound of the wind was exceptionally clear in our ears, and the chirping of birds, beasts, and insects in the mountains and forests vanished without a trace.
It was as if something even more powerful was lurking nearby, watching them.
The horse began to stop and became restless. Leng Qiao and Yuan Xiu also noticed something was wrong and pulled on the reins to keep the horse from moving.
Ning Yue was getting a little annoyed by the horse and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with this horse? Why isn't it moving forward anymore?"
Li Jianxin warily stared ahead, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword behind him, poised to strike.
The next second, people jumped down from both sides of the canyon, and a large number of martial arts practitioners poured out, carrying knives, swords, spears, and all sorts of weapons.
It seems they are not all from the same sect, but they are all probably here for Master Yizhen's relics.
Their gazes were fierce, their faces contorted with rage, and they seemed determined to win.
Li Jianxin's sense of justice erupted, and he couldn't help but angrily denounce these hypocritical people, "You have gone too far, you are simply beasts in human form. Master Yizhen is kind-hearted and has helped many people in the martial arts world."
"You're all from the martial world, I don't believe you haven't received even the slightest favor from Linggui Temple!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd exchanged bewildered glances. Some of the more morally upright remained silent but did not back down an inch, while others, inherently wicked, let out wicked, mocking laughs.
"That old bald monk did it voluntarily, no one forced him, right?!"
"Now that he is dead, giving his relics to those of us who need them would be a meritorious act, and I believe he would have agreed."
"Yes, yes, that's right. If you know what's good for you, just hand over the coffin behind you, and we won't make things difficult for you."
The calls for condemnation grew louder and louder, their righteous indignation so overwhelming that anyone unaware of the situation would truly believe that the corpses were theirs.
Tao Tao flung open the curtain and looked outside. Seeing the menacing group of people, she curled her lip in impatience.
"Miss, please go inside first and don't come out."
Leng Qiao spoke in a low voice, clearly indicating that she was not allowed to fight with them.
“This situation is not good for us. The more people we have, the better our chances of winning.” Tao Tao said, and was about to come out from inside, but Leng Qiao directly lowered the curtain to stop her from coming out.
Tao Tao, inside, stared blankly at the curtain that was blocking her view.
Leng Qiao doesn't care about Master Yi Zhen; her duty is to protect Tao Tao, and others are not within her consideration.
Just then, Tao Tao heard the clanging of metal fighting outside, along with occasional screams.
She was still worried and was about to reach out to lift the curtain when suddenly a stream of warm, scarlet blood sprayed onto the curtain and dripped down.
"Aaaaaah!! It's someone from the Demon Palace!"
"Run! The Demon Palace is coming!"
Tao Tao was worried about Leng Qiao's safety, and her heart tightened. She hurriedly lifted the curtain to look outside.
A group of people wearing red hoods were seen wielding crescent-shaped, half-height scythes, ruthlessly reaping lives like the Grim Reaper.
These people were far more skilled in martial arts than the martial arts practitioners who came from the Jianghu. Most of them didn't even have a chance to fight back and were killed on the spot.
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