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Chapter 546 Another Story of Last Night

Morality is a beautiful quality.

It is also an invisible constraint.

In the era before Li Mumu traveled through time, everyone regarded morality as something that should exist as naturally as air.

But in this era, morality is still an extremely rare and noble quality.

The Japanese warriors could break into people's houses without restraint and murder civilians without any psychological burden. Such a world obviously does not have the soil for the survival of morality.

The Bodhisattva of Welcoming and Guides is in charge of cause and effect.

Don't say that you and I have no grudges against each other, and that evil people do evil without suffering retribution. This is a blasphemy against the authority of the Bodhisattva of Reception.

Complete the task of eradicating evil!

Li Mumu used the ten fingers of both hands to drag the red rope and hang the heads from the ceiling.

This is a sacrificial ceremony that must be performed to guide the Bodhisattva's followers to eliminate evil spirits.

Human heads hang down from the sky to judge sin.

The human head blooms from the flower to demonstrate authority.

The person in front of him was so scared that he was shitting and pissing himself. He knelt in front of Li Mumu and kowtowed, shouting meaningless words like "I have an 80-year-old mother and no one to take care of her."

Li Mumu raised her hand and pressed his head, whispering softly in his ear: "Do you know how many ways there are in this world that can make life worse than death?"

There is indeed no cause and effect for the person in front of me. He is just an ordinary clerk who works from nine to five every day to earn a meager salary. He has neither committed any crime nor has he any moral faults.

But he shouldn't have mixed up with these people.

When Li Mumu followed the line of cause and effect and came here, he saw those Fuso warriors eating voraciously.

This is a large warehouse located in the coastal wharf storage area. The name of Yamazaki Pharmaceutical is written on the outside, and the medicines on the shelves are indeed transported from Fuso.
But underground, it's a different story.

This place is simply hell, even bloodier than hell.

Butchers wearing aprons and masks are busy at their workbenches.

(300 words were deleted here due to censorship. The specific content is about the underground meat processing factory batch processing fresh food ingredients, the training process of human skin painters, and the Japanese samurai tasting sashimi and giving praise, etc. Please use your imagination to fill in the blanks)
Li Mumu hid in the dark and observed for a moment, and then he determined that these people were beyond help - not only the butchers and warriors, but also the victims who were suspected to be controlled by spells or drugs.

The souls of those seemingly unconscious victims had been sucked out long before they were cut up, leaving only a walking corpse, at the mercy of the butchers.

Countless red ropes quietly dropped from the sky. The warriors who were concentrating on eating did not notice the arrival of the red ropes at all.

"There are enemies! They're the women from the Red Lantern Society!" Just as Li Mumu pulled the red rope with a little force, trying to strangle the warriors' necks, someone noticed something was wrong and shouted a warning.

The butchers who were collecting human skins turned their heads and looked at the place where Li Mumu was hiding.

Just look at it, am I afraid you will look at it?
Three pairs of eyes on Li Mumu's face opened at the same time, four arms stretched out behind her, her blood-red jacket and skirt rippled, and she slowly emerged from the darkness.

At that moment, it seemed as if thousands of needles pierced into her body at the same time, frantically tearing her skin and flesh all over her body.

The pain was so unbearable that Li Mumu couldn't help but cry out in pain.

This is not just a simple autopsy room, the other party also possesses evil magic that can hurt her!
I'm playing with thread and you're playing with needles, right?

Li Mumu pulled out the Blood River Map with his backhand and flicked it forward. The scene was instantly turned upside down, and countless blood, flesh and bones splattered everywhere.

Taking advantage of the other party's dodge, she picked up the kerosene lamp and shone it on herself. Under the light, she saw countless fine hairs entwined from all directions and pierced deeply into her body.

Why does this thing look so much like the red rope magic that I used?
Although the two sides were made of different materials, the effects were similar. No matter how hard the warriors struggled, they could not get rid of the red ropes. Some smart ones cut the red ropes with knives, but more red ropes came around and they were overwhelmed.

Li Mumu was facing the same awkward situation. She was a demon, so she naturally had no special weapons to deal with evil magic and curses. Although the scalpel in her hand could cut off the hair, it was too short after all. Facing the joint attack of the opponent, it seemed extremely clumsy.

Even though those hairs were cut off, the hairs that had already penetrated into her body were still controlled by the other party, as if they were given life, tearing at her flesh and blood. The severe pain made it almost impossible for her to maintain her sanity.

Li Mumu soon realized that it was not her problem, but that the opponent had rich experience in fighting against the disciples of Jie Yin Bodhisattva. In the past, she had always relied on the protection of the red rope and thought she was invincible. But now that she encountered the knockoffs, she realized how disgusting these tricks were, and she had not made any preparations in advance.

Who would have thought of this!

If we really want to compete in willpower, let’s see who can strangle whom first?
Li Mumu felt that it was not wise to do so. She was not one of those soldiers trained by the Secret Service who had thick skin and flesh and could ignore these evil spells and curses.

What is my identity and what is your identity? Why should I exchange blood with you?

So we need to find another way.

As long as she gets closer, it would be easy to kill these butchers who cast evil spells, but before that, she must resolve the curse in her body.

Li Mumu's mind moved, and thousands of red ropes quickly retracted under her skirt. At the same time, she unfolded the Blood River Map and wrapped herself.

The surviving Fuso warriors shouted for the divine priestess and struggled to get up and try to escape. The butchers present looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking that this was clearly the magic of the Red Lantern Society, what should we do?

It is not difficult to kill a Red Lantern Society disciple, but it is difficult to escape the relentless pursuit of those women in the Red Lantern Society. The Red Lotus Mother is famous, and who in the martial arts world would not tremble with fear when her name is mentioned?
At this moment, one of the butchers took off his mask and hat, revealing the delicate and stern face of the girl, and said solemnly: "This is the Red Lantern Society's magic weapon, the Forgotten River Blood River Map. Those Fuso people did something dishonest, and let the core disciples of the Red Lantern Society track them here. This matter will not end well. Everyone, follow me to set up the White Bone Spiritual Communication Array to trap and kill her here first, and then make plans later!"

The butchers all nodded and said, "Miss Third is right! She refused to take the road to heaven and entered hell without a door! Today we should peel off her beautiful skin to celebrate Miss Third's birthday!"

(End of this chapter)