“There are things......there are things, Lao Gong said that there are all kinds of lamas at the bottom of the mountain, the whole mountain is sealed tightly, the lamas dare not come up. If they were to come up while you are still asleep, Lord, we would all be finished.” Fan Jie did not know when he ran to the nearby area and was so worried that he was stepping on his feet.
My mother immediately released me and Huaying.
Huaying also struggled slightly to free herself.
My gaze was cold and I looked towards the other side, where there was a slope. However, the slope's gradient made it difficult for me to see what was happening below.
"I'm not awake?" I whispered.
"Ai... It's... It's..."
My gaze returned to Huaying, and I reached out to take her hand. I looked at her small belly with a stunned expression.
"I'm sorry... I didn't know it would be like this..."
"At that time... I thought that might be our last meeting. Fate is hard to defy, but at least... leave a child..."
"The heavens blessed us... but I didn't expect..."
"But we have become..."
Huaying's expression was slightly disordered, and she also seemed to be a bit evasive.
I recall that day.
Huaying was indeed abnormal, without showing any signs of fatigue.
"Show the spirit... Don't blame Huaying, it was my idea," my mother added cautiously from beside me.
The rest of Huaying's family kept a certain distance, not daring to come close.
As for Huaying's uncle, Huaying Qiong, they seemed to want to smile, but the smile they managed to force out was still tinged with bitterness.
"Has it become the best gift the heavens have given us?" I raised my hand and gently ran it through Huaying's hair.
Huaying looked confused.
"Do not say anything about how you have become a leverage in someone's hands."
"It was never you who brought trouble to me. There's a reason for everything. If it weren't for me, how could the Lamasery of A Gong find the Huaying family?"
"We will wait for a while and then head down the mountain. If the lamas try to stop us, I will kill them."
I lowered my hand from Huaying's hair and glanced down at her abdomen again.
An emotion surged up within me, a hint of a slight palpitation. That palpitation came from the impending change in identity, for I had not been prepared, had not thought it through in advance.
But who can truly face the pregnancy of their wife and be fully prepared to become a father?
A smile involuntarily curved my lips, and the emotions on my face were completely warm and affectionate.
"Grandfather, father-in-law, you two check the people first. We are ready to leave at any moment." Turning my head, I looked at Huaying Chang and Huaying Qiong with a steady and calm gaze.
"Ai, good!" Huaying Chang nodded immediately, and Huaying Qiong immediately went to call the tribe.
I took Huaying's hand, and she was still a bit flustered, subconsciously trying to withdraw her hand, but I held it tightly and did not let go.
Then, I walked to the right.
There were six sets of skeletons here, almost charred as if they had been burned. They looked pitiful, their mouths open, and the only thing left that was still white was perhaps their teeth.
Of course, they were not all black. The objects in their hands at least retained their original colors and had not changed due to the lightning strikes.
"Master, when you weren't awake before, these bodies were surrounding you. I thought they were blocking the light, so I moved them to one place. You can rest assured, they're fine. They've just lost a few pieces of charred skin at most." Fan Jie said with a bow and a nod.
I gazed at one of the skeletons, holding a staff, and it was indeed the charred corpse of the Lamasery of A Gong.
Looking up at the sky, there were no vultures circling above.
Then, I looked down at the other hand, holding the Dan of Malevolent Corpse.
Gradually, I sensed that there was still a faint feeling of a soul floating within the Dan of Malevolent Corpse.
Dai Hong was still there.
The divine thunder had not dispersed his soul.
Dai Hong was still there, like the White Zi Ancestor.
That means one thing, the Lamasery of A Gong and the five lamas were still there.
The heavenly thunder can destroy the flesh and bones of ordinary people, but it cannot destroy the soul of one who has cultivated a yang spirit.
The White Zi Ancestor's intention to kill the living buddhas was just a figurative expression, and they did not actually disappear.
I then let out a wry laugh and a self-mocking smile.
I was being overly confident. With my real person's body, it's possible that the White Zi Ancestor can kill six at once, which might make him an outstanding cultivator among those who have cultivated the yang spirit.
Also, why did the ancestor possession earlier not fight for possession? It might be because he could handle the current situation calmly and composedly.
Perhaps, only he could?
Beforehand, we had considered killing a living buddha to serve as a warning to the other animals.
Now, directly exterminate the five living buddhas who came to assist.
Could they have such a quick speed of rebirth?
Even if they are reborn, would they dare to come and mess with our luck, or dare to help the Lamasery of A Gong?
"Fan Jie, collect all these artifacts. We are preparing to descend the mountain." I spoke in a deep voice.
"Ai, yes, yes." Fan Jie's eyes shimmered with surprise as he quickly approached to pick up the artifacts.
He alone has two hands, and he can't hold all those artifacts. I thought he would call for some help, but I didn't expect him to use a thin rope to tie some of the artifacts around his waist and tie the restless bowls in a cloth and hang them on his shoulders.
The last staff, he held it himself.
"These artifacts are good for warding off evil spirits. Master, I've been thinking about some divination techniques myself. I've realized that a person needs to broaden their horizons. Whether it's raising zombies or ghosts, in the end, without power, it's all for naught. I'm going to be a proper master." Van Jie kept muttering to himself, demonstrating his determination.
I gave him a smile and nodded slightly.
Fan Jie's vigor only increased!
These six bodies, although they once carried living buddhas, are far inferior to the original bodies of the living buddhas.
They have no value at all.
"We need to leave here. You all should go to a relatively safe place." I only turned my head and spoke to Huaying.
Huaying looked at me with a hint of confusion and a touch of unfamiliarity in her eyes.
It's not unfamiliarity in our relationship, but rather the strength.
With strength, the details of my behavior and handling of affairs have changed. Huaying's unfamiliarity comes from here.
"But where is safe?"
"You have become a real person. I've heard people say that you are the strongest real person."
"Living Buddha, is it more powerful than a real person?" Huaying pursed her lips and whispered.
"They are dead." I replied with four words.
"Don't worry, there is a place that is absolutely safe." I smiled gently.
The initial agreement between Huaying and me was that I would become a true person.
Now I have.
Huaying discovered the existence we needed to face, which was stronger than a true person. She felt confused and scared, and that could not be blamed on her.
My mother seemed to have understood something. She clenched her fists around the corner of her clothes, looking slightly tense in the direction.
Fan Jie has everything ready.
Huaying Chang and Huaying Qiong have also gathered their tribe almost to the point.
After a brief pause, I did not take the route of the side slant slope down the mountain that covered the land, but instead went through the treasure tower and headed towards the normal group of temples of Five Lamas.
Huaying's family followed me, and I kept holding Huaying's hand. My mother walked on the other side.
After a while, our group of people arrived at the temple where Thirteen-generation Zen Ren lived.
The treasure towers were normal, but the red wall of this temple was covered with burnt marks. There was an even more terrifying pitch black line on the wall. The roof was on fire, crackling and crackling, with a thick smoke.
