"She's back! That woman is really back!"
His voice was deafening, and all the villagers were stunned.
The tragic scene at the temple entrance continued.
The human skin that had been peeled off was hanging on a shelf, and the blood mixed with mercury dripped down from it in a sticky manner.
The bloody human flesh was washed and thrown into the broth that had turned white. Wild vegetables and spices were sprinkled in. Soon, a rich aroma rose from the pot and hovered under the dark night sky.
The famished villagers' eyes glowed green. They were almost drooling.
Moonlight finally appeared from the layers of dark clouds.
Cold rays of light without a trace of warmth scattered down, and all the shadows on the ground turned into ferocious and ominous evil spirits that bared their fangs and brandished claws.
What they did not know was that after eating the immortal flesh, not only did they not become immortals, they did not fill their stomachs. Instead, they were infected with the bad habit of eating human flesh.
For many years, this tragic scene replayed in the minds of those who had committed heinous crimes like a nightmare. It made the villagers unable to sleep at night and feel uneasy every day. They were afraid that they would turn into evil spirits.
"Huff, huff, huff —"
A cold wind blew, causing the red and white human skin on the shelf to tremble. It whimpered like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
In the distance, a huge shadow seemed to be forming on the horizon. Lightning flashed in the clouds.
Something was about to be born.
The villagers who had gathered in the temple earlier were so scared that they ran away as if their butts were on fire. Even their farming tools were scattered all over the ground.
The bullet screen was dumbfounded.
[Wait, what's going on? Weren't they supposed to eat this person? Why are they suddenly scared?]
[I want to ask that too. F * ck, they were just having fun with the trainees. Suddenly, they ran away when they saw an illusion. I'm confused.]
[Ah, have you all forgotten? Although they're ugly, they're definitely afraid that their mother-in-law will come back for them. Otherwise, why would they set up a memorial tablet for their mother-in-law? They're afraid of death in the face of hunger. They're afraid of evil spirits after committing heinous crimes. It's disgusting.]
[F * ck, that's too disgusting. I'm going to vomit.]
Other than the comments discussing the background of the Barren Village, there were also a lot of comments that noticed something was off.
[Why are all the villagers leaving? F * ck, did that old lady really turn into a ghost?]
[To be able to scare these villagers away … Sigh, that old lady died so tragically. Most likely, she has really turned into a malicious spirit.]
[Sigh, there's nothing I can do even if I turn into a ghost. Even though Granny ate the immortal herb, she still shared her food with the villagers. Not only are they ingrates, they even did such a thing. Suffocating.]
[Do you remember when the trainees were exploring the dungeon, the others were trying to smear this old lady's name? I didn't expect that the truth was that they ate the old lady. Their ability to twist the truth is amazing. I thought that the woman died a horrible death, but now it seems that she really deserved it.]
[If I were this granny, I wouldn't let these people go even if I became a ghost. Damn it, biting the hand that feeds you. This is the first time I'm hoping that this ghost will kill all these villagers and complete Jill's Main Mission.]
The trainees in the temple were also on alert and retreated step by step.
Zong Jiu was deep in thought.
He knew that the old lady didn't become a ghost at all. She had even become a Buddha, which confirmed what the black-clothed Azan had said about the temple having Buddha's aura. Even if something came, it couldn't possibly be the old lady from before.
But this wasn't the problem he was concerned about.
Zong Jiu had now taken advantage of the chaos to walk to the coffin, waiting for an opportunity to complete his Main Mission.
In the end, he was very sad to find that even though he and Granny Yin's corpse were only separated by a thick layer of wooden planks, the main system didn't notify him that he had completed the Ghost Card Mission.
Could it be that he really had to open the coffin again?
Just as Zong Jiu was distressed and prepared to accept his fate and open the coffin lid, a scream suddenly came from behind him.
The villagers either ran or scattered. Only Wang Shou was still concerned about his son and stayed in the temple. The others looked at him warily, but he suddenly sat on the ground. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and his expression was panic-stricken. He crawled backward with his hands and feet.
Under the dim light of the night, the broken spirit tablet emitted a faint golden light.
The black-clothed Azan was the first to groan, and the Soul Summoning Banner in his hand was instantly retracted. The thousands of little ghosts raised howled and crawled back, shivering.
Not only him, even Anthony showed a pained expression. His half-vampire abilities were greatly suppressed, and he directly reverted to his human appearance and appearance.
In the entire temple, as long as the trainees were holding a Yin-type item, they all felt their abilities weaken.
Zhuge An's brows were tightly knitted. "It's coming."
Xu Su, who was protecting the little boy, was stunned. "What's coming?"
In the next second, Zhuge An didn't need to answer.
Fragments of golden light floated up from the ground of the temple, and slowly gathered in the air.
In the distant void, a hazy shadow covered in colorful light gradually became clear.
Compared to the weak Buddha's aura from before, a holy aura shrouded the area.
No one could see the face blurry by the light, and only Wang Shou was still screaming.
"It's her … it's her — it's really her …"
His eyes were filled with fear, and the greenish-white skin on his face was twisted together, as if he had seen an evil spirit come to take his life.
After all, the Onos were only narrating from a third person's point of view, so it wasn't accurate.
Only the villagers of Tong Bai Village knew what exactly happened in this village.
Wang Shou was the first person to discover that the old woman didn't need to eat, and naturally remembered the process and details of what happened clearly.
After he married the widow from the neighboring village, she got pregnant not long after.
In the end, not only was the child a baby girl, but it was also a dead one. It was very unlucky.
During a famine, people didn't have enough to eat, and it was even more difficult to have children. Many pregnant women lacked nutrition, and more than half of the ten children they gave birth to were stillborn. Many villages had special wells, and they were used to dispose of the dead bodies of the baby girls.
That day, Wang Shou came back from outside and saw the woman in confinement hiding and looking frightened. He became suspicious.
As expected, after Wang Shou chased her off the bed, he searched her bedding and found a piece of biscuit that he had just taken a few bites out of.
"Well, you stinky woman, you're hiding food?"
Wang Shou fiercely snatched the biscuit away and raised his hand. She swaggered and raised her arms, as if she was going to hit her.
The woman was still in confinement, and there was no way she could withstand a hit. She was so scared that her face turned pale, and she immediately confessed. "It … it was the old woman at the village entrance who secretly gave it to me!"
That old woman?
Wang Shou immediately became suspicious.
Later, he was the one who took the lead to seal the mud hut, put the iron pot on it, and was the first to gulp down the meat soup.
Now that he saw this scene, how could Wang Shou not be scared out of his wits?!
He looked at the scene in horror, and his whole body trembled like a sieve.
The hunchbacked shadow that emerged from the shattered memorial tablet pointed at the air.
The golden light was like a ray of light that broke through the sky. It cut through the dark sky and fell into the vast land. In a moment, it dispelled the terrifying illusion formed by the resentment outside.
The trainees in the temple finally saw the appearance of the golden light.
The old woman put her palms together, wearing a colorful robe, and smiling.
Her face was old and kind. If not for the fact that her face was exactly the same, no one would have thought that she was the one who was cruelly skinned and cooked by the villagers in the illusion.
"Fate has ended. I am here on the Bodhisattva's order to take back the soil."
Sure enough, when everyone looked back, the Bodhisattva soil that was previously sitting outside the temple had disappeared without a trace.
The bullet screen was filled with emotions.
[Oh my god, we all thought that the old woman had become a malicious spirit. Who would have thought that she had become a Buddha …]
[Oh my god, that's becoming a Buddha … It's not like playing house … This is no different from cutting your own flesh and feeding it to the eagles.]
[Indeed, it's easy to become a ghost, but difficult to become a Buddha. I've seen so many horror dungeon replays, but this is the first one.]
Even the low-level survivors in the bullet screen were filled with emotions. The other high-level trainees in the temple were even more surprised.
There were almost no examples of those who died tragically in the horror dungeon that did not turn into resentful spirits.
That was the hatred of life and death. If it was so easy to let go, there would not be so many people in the world who were so obsessed with the wrong things. Moreover, it was the old woman who was the type who repaid kindness with ingratitude.
The kinder and kinder a person was, the greater the resentment they would turn into after being disappointed. This was common knowledge among survivors.
A trainee could not help but ask, "Don't you hate?"
After asking, he realized how ridiculous his question was.
Whether it was becoming a Buddha or becoming an immortal, the conditions required were as difficult as ascending to heaven.
If there was even the slightest bit of hatred, it was impossible to become a Buddha immediately. Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately was never just a saying.
The old woman in the golden light smiled and disappeared into the air.
'Karma is fate. The fetters created by karma are climbing.'
'This is the way of fate and birth. If you don't climb, you will naturally put it down. '
The others did not come back to their senses for a long time.
They did not expect the victim in this dungeon to put down her hatred and become an immortal.
The perpetrator was trapped in the deep swamp of malice and could never escape.
The way of fate and birth was just a few sentences, but how difficult was it to do it? Most people would not make such a choice.
After a while, someone slapped his head. "Wait, what about our main mission?"
Thinking of the main mission of "Protect the Villagers," everyone looked as if they had eaten a fly.
However, when they turned around, they were all stunned on the spot.
Wang Shou, who had been wailing like a ghost, was now stiff all over. His eyes were white, and there was an unpleasant stench below his crotch.
The old woman did not come back to claim the lives of the villagers, but he had scared himself to death.
"Pfft."
Everyone else was stunned, but the white-haired youth could not hold back and sneered.
He really found it funny.
No one harmed him, so he had only himself to blame. He had scared himself to death. Wasn't that funny?
Zong Jiu was now squatting in front of the vermilion coffin. He held the lid with one hand and lifted it with the other.
However, the coffin was unusually heavy. Zong Jiu had strengthened his hands but not his strength. He could not move the coffin even after lifting it twice. Hence, he called for Xu Su and Xu Sen behind him.
"Come, come, come. Give me a hand."
Only then did the others react.
Cao Hongtao roared, "What are you waiting for? Go!"
"Don't worry, don't worry. Put in more effort."
Zong Jiu waved his hand nonchalantly. "Zhuge An won't leave you in the lurch. Besides, there's Anthony. One of them is a Level S, and the other is a Level A. They're not useless. What's there to be afraid of? Continue lifting."
Then, he instructed the newbies to ignore the situation and continue lifting the coffin.
Hearing this, the half-vampire ground his molars.
'Damn it, if not for His Majesty's order, I would have —'
Although that was what he thought, he still accepted his fate and stopped Cao Hongtao and the others.
Although Zong Jiu was shouting like this, his eyes were vigilantly fixed on Anthony.
He really suspected that Anthony was on the wrong side of the bed.
Could it be that Anthony knew that he was the one who helped to pull out the puppet strings?
As soon as this thought popped up, Zong Jiu shot it down.
How was that possible? This idiot didn't even know that he was being controlled. How could he know that he was being saved?
So … what was the reason that caused his attitude to change so drastically?
Zong Jiu's mind wandered as he thought. Suddenly, he felt the coffin lid under his hand move.
"Creak —"
He was overjoyed. Just as he was about to push harder, he realized that something was wrong.
The force was not exerted from the outside, but from the inside.
Zong Jiu felt that his fingers were suddenly entangled by threads. Then, he felt a huge force binding him. He could not avoid it.
He knew that something was wrong.
In the next second, all the trainees watched as the coffin lid, which was said to be so heavy that it took four or five people to lift it, suddenly lifted up.
From the unknown and terrifying darkness, it seemed to open its bloody fangs and pulled the white-haired youth in.
"Dong —"
The cold wind whimpered as the coffin lid was closed again.
Everyone else: "…???"