Chapter 81 Unexpected Tribulation
Countless white ink-like wisps mixed with gold emerged from the tip of the pen, swiftly writing neat characters in mid-air.
In a short while, these words were combined to form an article of about a thousand words.
The area around the article was bathed in a dazzling white light, illuminating the dark forest as if it were daytime.
Zhu Shi'an became even more uneasy. He stopped dawdling and rushed forward in a few steps, intending to knock the man unconscious first.
Unexpectedly, these literary characters seemed to possess their own consciousness, instantly spreading out and enveloping them.
In an instant, he found himself enveloped by these words, his skin feeling as if it were being branded with a hot iron, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable wail.
At that moment, images of the prisoners he had interrogated in the past inexplicably appeared in his mind. For those who were stubborn and unyielding, he often had people use red-hot irons to brand beautiful patterns onto their skin.
However, every time the pattern was branded, those people looked pained, wanting to scream but unable to make a sound. This sight made him feel somewhat disappointed. They couldn't even bear this little bit of pain. They were indeed mortals, so useless.
At the time, he thought it was just a matter of using a soldering iron, nothing serious.
But now, he seems to be experiencing the same feelings those people had back then.
pain!
It hurts so much!
It felt as if my skin had been completely peeled off.
Zhu Shi'an didn't know why Shao Yanzhe's literary talent would cause him such harm.
He is indeed a human being, and in theory, the literary energy should not harm him; on the contrary, it should benefit him.
If that's the case, then the problem lies with Shao Yanzhe's literary style!
But he was in too much pain right now and had no energy to think about what was wrong with his writing style.
He just rolled on the ground in pain, desperately wanting a way to stop the pain.
Not only Zhu Shi'an, but also the tiger ghost and the courier ghost were all rolling on the ground and howling in agony. The whole scene looked extremely terrifying.
"What...what's going on with them?" Xiaobai asked hesitantly.
"I... I'm not quite sure either."
Shao Yanzhe, holding Xiaobai, retreated repeatedly, his eyes also filled with panic.
Although he was the one who caused the scene before him, he didn't know why it had happened!
He just wanted to trap these people and then deal with them one by one.
I never expected that these literary energies would cause such great harm just by touching these people.
"So, what do we do now?" Xiaobai asked.
"Wait," Shao Yanzhe replied.
Xiao Bai opened his mouth, as if this was the only way now.
The two of them stared at those people, and as the literary energy enveloped them, they began to react violently to them.
The resentment in their bodies was worn away by the literary energy, and the souls of the tiger ghost and the cougar ghost slowly began to fade, turning from solid bodies into a semi-transparent state, looking very weak.
As the last bit of resentment on the tiger ghost and the cougar dissipated, the literary energy carried them underground and disappeared forever.
After they disappeared, Shao Yanzhe felt that something had increased in his body, similar to what he had obtained after the willow tree demon died last time, only much less than before.
Shao Yanzhe turned his gaze to Zhu Shi'an and raised an eyebrow.
Zhu Shi'an had lost consciousness; his eyes were closed, and his body was convulsing.
Suddenly, a rustling sound rang out in the somewhat quiet space.
It sounded like a gust of wind blowing through the leaves, making a soft, dense sound, or like raindrops falling, noisy and continuous.
"What's that sound?" Little White pricked up its ears and listened carefully.
Shao Yanzhe glanced around, then suddenly his gaze froze, fixing on a certain spot without moving.
"What is that? Is it an ant?" he asked uncertainly.
Following his gaze, Xiao Bai saw countless black things slowly gathering around Zhu Shi'an.
These things are very small; at first glance, they look like a group of ants.
But soon they discovered that these ant-like things were actually spiders gathered together, slowly climbing on Zhu Shi'an's body.
Before long, Zhu Shi'an was completely enveloped by these spiders.
"Could these spiders be trying to eat him?" Xiaobai wondered uncertainly.
Shao Yanzhe hesitated and said, "Probably not."
He frowned as he looked at the spiders, and noticed that some of them had crawled into Zhu Shi'an's body through his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
This scene made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Just then, Zhu Shi'an, who had been silent, suddenly moved.
He suddenly stood up and flew towards Shao Yanzhe without any warning.
Shao Yanzhe was caught off guard and was hugged by him. He felt a chill run down his spine, but fortunately, the spiders did not seem to want to crawl onto him.
This made him breathe a sigh of relief.
But soon he realized something was wrong.
Shao Yanzhe immediately threw Xiaobai away, and then felt the person in front of him swell up instantly, and a huge force suddenly came over him.
He was thrown into the air by the enormous force, crashing through several tree trunks before finally sliding down.
The excruciating pain made his vision blur, and he coughed up mouthfuls of blood. He thought he was really going to die this time.
That's wonderful!
This world is too dangerous!
Let him travel back to his original world!
Even if he can't return to his original body, it would be fine for him to be reincarnated in his own world!
The moment Shao Yanzhe had this thought, everything went black, and he completely lost consciousness.
Just after he lost consciousness, Xiaobai, who had been thrown out, rushed back anxiously. Seeing the disheveled and barely breathing man, she was at a loss for what to do.
"Brother, you, you wake up?" he asked in a trembling voice, trying to rouse the person in front of him.
Just then, Zhou Jiming, the clan leader, and Xuan Yao, who had finally arrived, saw the place that had turned into a large pit and saw Xiao Bai nestled beside Shao Yanzhe.
The two looked extremely disheveled. Shao Yanzhe lay on the ground with his chest seemingly still, while Xiaobai's white fur was stained crimson with blood.
"Xiaobai! Are you alright?!"
The clan leader's expression changed slightly, and she quickly reached out and hugged Little White into her arms to examine it carefully.
Zhou Jiming and Xuan Yao huddled up to Shao Yanzhe, looking at his current state with great concern.
Zhou Jiming reached out to help the man up, but fearing he might cause him further harm, he could only wipe the blood off the man's face with his sleeve.
Unexpectedly, bright red blood kept flowing from Shao Yanzhe's mouth, and there was no way to stop it.
This made Zhou Jiming feel uneasy, and his hands trembled as he wiped the cloth, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
Xuan Yao circled Shao Yanzhe several times, meowing incessantly, his eyes filled with worry.
After discovering his current condition, she gently jumped to his chest and lay down on him.
Seeing his actions, Zhou Jiming hesitated, wanting to get him down, but refrained from doing so because of Xuan Yao's presence.
He must have his reasons for doing this.
Not long after Xuan Yao lay on Shao Yanzhe's chest, Zhou Jiming noticed that the blood in Shao Yanzhe's mouth had stopped flowing out, and his complexion seemed to have improved.
At this time, the clan chief had already examined Xiaobai's condition. His injuries were not serious, and he would basically recover after five or six days of rest.
She was relieved and carried Xiaobai to Shao Yanzhe to check on the situation.
"How is it going?" she asked.
Zhou Jiming gave her an annoyed look: "Didn't you see how things are? Why are you asking? Brother Shao looks like he's in grave danger. Aren't you monsters supposed to be very powerful? Hurry up and save him!"
The clan leader didn't take his attitude to heart. She put Xiaobai down, squatted down, picked up Shao Yanzhe's wrist, and carefully examined his internal condition.
After a long while, she let go and frowned.
"How is it? Is there any hope?" Zhou Jiming asked expectantly.
The clan chief slowly shook his head: "It's very difficult! All his internal organs have been shattered, and many of his bones are broken. In this situation, there is basically no way to save him."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiming's eyes immediately dimmed.
"Chief! You must save him! He became like this to save me! If he dies, I'm afraid I'll never be able to repay his life-saving grace!" Little White hugged the chief with its two front paws, its eyes full of pleading.
The clan chief's face was full of difficulty: "This, I really have no way."
Xiao Bai was immediately disappointed. He nestled beside Shao Yanzhe, the fox overwhelmed with sadness.
The clan leader looked at the black cat lying on Shao Yanzhe's body and could sense that he was using his own spiritual power to heal him.
She couldn't help but shake her head. This was just a drop in the ocean. Shao Yanzhe was too badly injured to be treated. Doing this would only be a waste of effort.
Xuan Yao transferred all his spiritual power to Shao Yanzhe, but he found that it did not help him much. So he gritted his teeth and transferred the last bit of merit he had recently gained to Shao Yanzhe.
Although this act of merit is small, its effect is very significant.
The person who was previously unconscious slowly opened their eyes.
"Brother Shao! How are you?" Zhou Jiming was the first to notice that Shao Yanzhe had opened his eyes.
Shao Yanzhe glanced at him, then said, "I feel like I'm about to die."
"Brother Shao, you must be joking. How could you possibly die?"
Shao Yanzhe remained noncommittal. He looked around and, finding no one injured, breathed a sigh of relief.
This injury is more severe than before, and even though he still has a considerable amount of spiritual energy in his body, it cannot improve his current condition.
Perhaps because he had died once, he was not afraid of death, but rather very calm.
He looked at Xiaobai and suddenly remembered that Xiaobai seemed to want to repay his kindness, but he was about to die, and he was afraid that Xiaobai would not be able to repay his kindness.
That won't do.
If Xiaobai can't repay the kindness, won't she never become a fox spirit?
That won't do.
Shao Yanzhe looked at Xiaobai and said, "Xiaobai, you have successfully repaid my kindness."
The clan chief, who was standing nearby, was taken aback when he heard this, and then gave a wry smile. How could repaying a debt of gratitude be so easy? How could a single sentence possibly make Xiaobai repay his debt of gratitude?
However, as soon as Shao Yanzhe finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth from Xiaobai beside him.
The clan chief was completely stunned.
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