"My legs! My legs! My legs—!!!"
A desperate scream, laced with blood and foam, ripped through the peaceful neighborhood, drawing the attention of many onlookers.
The pitiful screams ripped apart the peaceful neighborhood, drawing the attention of many passersby.
Upon hearing the screams, the patrolling Thunder Bureau Awakened Ones immediately became alert and rushed towards the scene.
Seeing the landlord bleeding profusely on the ground, the awakened one simply asked coldly, "What happened? Who did this?"
The awakened one frowned, but there was no sympathy on his face, only a cold, businesslike demeanor.
You have to understand, he was patrolling nearby just now. To be able to cripple this person so silently right in front of him, without even leaving a weapon or a trace of his aura, the one who made the move must be a high-level Awakened One who had kept his distance. This is definitely not someone he could afford to offend.
However, the fact that the other party deliberately spared the man's life actually relieved the patrolling Awakened Ones, since a murder in the city would cause a huge uproar.
The landlord was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely, his whole body was convulsing, his teeth were chattering, and he could barely speak.
"I...I don't know, it just suddenly...my legs were gone..."
The extreme pain rendered him incoherent, and his mind went completely blank.
To prevent the landlord from dying suddenly, the patrolling Awakened One hurriedly used his energy to temporarily seal the huge wound on the landlord's leg, and then rushed to notify the medical staff. His actions finally saved the landlord's life.
Only when the massive gash in his thigh was sealed by energy did the landlord get a brief respite from the excruciating pain.
In an instant, the landlord realized how terrifying the other party was.
If you can break his two legs silently, you can take his life silently.
The fear of death instantly took over the landlord's mind.
He's not one of those lowly slum dwellers whose lives are worthless! He still has a lot of rent to collect! He still has a good life ahead of him!
He doesn't want to die, he absolutely cannot die!
The landlord's bloodshot eyes stared in terror at the quiet little courtyard not far away:
"It's her?"
That brand-new courtyard gate, in his eyes at this moment, was no different from the entrance to hell, connecting to an indescribable and terrifying existence.
All thoughts of greed, resentment, and revenge vanished in an instant before the absolute fear of death.
He dared not, he was utterly terrified! He even felt a tremor deep in his very soul!
The commotion of medical staff rushing to the scene could be heard in the distance.
The landlord lay on the ground as if he had escaped death.
From then on, all he wanted was to stay away from that old woman and that courtyard.
I neither want nor dare to have any further contact with them.
......
Outside the city, a leaden-gray rain curtain shrouded the desolate land.
Li Yu and his two companions stopped in a sparsely populated area.
The monk Jingshi broke the silence first, chanting the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
His deep gaze swept over Li Yu and Lu Fan:
"All things arise and cease according to their causes, and all gatherings and separations are inevitable. My two star deities, now that this matter is settled, this humble monk should take his leave."
"The road ahead is for this humble monk to walk alone."
The monk Jingshi knew that his individual strength was ultimately limited and could not shake the intricate chain of interests related to immortality hidden beneath the "darkness".
The recorder that Luo Fei obtained with his life revealed an extraordinary truth.
He must return to the Reincarnation Institute. Only by leveraging the Institute's vast intelligence and influence can he unravel the mystery and find a glimmer of hope.
"Please proceed, Master." Li Yu and Lu Fan nodded slightly at the same time.
The monk Jingshi turned to leave, but then seemed to remember something, paused slightly, and turned back again, his gaze especially fixed on Li Yu, carrying a hint of worldly wisdom:
"Lord Li Yuxing, you possess the Nightmare Beast as your star envoy, which not only allows you to communicate with the netherworld but is also the nemesis of malevolent spirits..."
After a moment's thought, the monk Jingshi slowly began to speak:
"Please don't blame this humble monk for speaking so much, but I have some feelings about it. If the opportunity arises, Lord Li Yuxing might as well make a trip to the 'Ghost City'."
"In that city, the number of souls with deep-seated obsessions who cannot find release is probably as numerous as the sands of the Ganges."
"If one can use the power of the Star Lord to perform acts of deliverance and cleanse sins, this is an immeasurable merit. It can relieve the suffering of all beings and also nourish the Star Lord's own blessings and wisdom, thus perfecting his foundation in the Dao."
The monk Jingshi specifically mentioned this matter because he had previously witnessed the magnificent scene of the golden light of blessings manifesting and entering Li Yu's brow.
Of the seven parts, only one is obtained.
Those who perform the ritual for the deceased receive six parts of merit, while the deceased receives one part of merit.
If Li Yu succeeds in this mission, the merits he will gain will be extremely considerable.
Self-benefit and benefiting others, practicing together as one, thus the intention is pure.
"Ghost City?" Li Yu and Lu Fan were familiar with this name.
As the most "famous" city outside of the twelve cities of Zhongzhou, this ghost city, which is known as the thirteenth city, is far more famous than any other major city.
Even though there were refugees all over the Central Plains, no one was willing to set foot in that legendary desolate land, nor was anyone willing to settle in the ghost city.
The words of the monk Jingshi undoubtedly confirm that those terrifying rumors were not unfounded, and their root cause is likely closely related to those "ghosts" lingering in the human world.
Li Yu's heart stirred slightly, as if she had remembered a key point: the ghost city that everyone avoided seemed to be without a city lord, and it seemed to be waiting for some kind of competition to select one.
The monk Jingshi seemed to realize that his reminder had been somewhat deliberate, so he decided to stop there, knowing that too much talk could lead to mistakes. He then put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name again.
“Amitabha, this humble monk has spoken presumptuously. Whether to go or not, Lord Li Yuxing will make his own wise decision.”
After speaking, the monk Jingshi did not linger. He turned and stepped into the vast rain, his wide robe quickly blending into the gray sky.
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