Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 899 A Life for a Life

"Help me, help... uh..."

Wu Xian kept his eyes straight ahead, but Xie Yulan's weak cries for help came from above.

At first, she could still utter cries for help, but as the white silk was tightened, all they could hear were the sounds of her legs kicking.

Finally, even the sounds of struggling disappeared.

Tear!

Suddenly, a tearing sound came from above, the sound of flesh being ripped apart. Then Xie Yulan began her long 'fall'. Blood dripped down, blood mist drifted, and the tops of the three people were stained red. All they could smell was the stench of blood.

The fall lasted for a full three minutes, with portions of Xie Yulan falling every short interval.

Throughout the entire process, Wu Xian and the other two dared not move an inch, not even daring to look up at Xie Yulan, nor closing their eyes to avoid this extremely stimulating scene.

Finally, as a clump of blood-stained hair slowly drifted down, the prisoner ended her execution of Xie Yulan, turned around, and crawled away with a rustling sound.

After the prisoner's figure had completely disappeared, Wu Xian stood up and sighed softly:
"It seems that Xie Yulan made the wrong choice. She would have had a better chance of survival if she had stayed in the Su family."

Hsieh Yu-lan's death is a great loss.

But aside from feeling sorry, Wu Xian didn't have any particular emotions.

Wu Xian was not a cold-hearted person, but death was far too common in the blessed land, even more common than life. If Wu Xian felt sad every time a newcomer died, the blessed land would not be able to continue.

Furthermore, Wu Xian and Xie Yulan had only known each other for a short time, and she hadn't done anything particularly noteworthy. In fact, Wu Xian had even witnessed her being bitten to death by an empty-stomached, suspended corpse once before...

Wu Xian wiped the blood from his face and looked at Yang Lin and Wang Wei.

"Let's go, next we're going to visit the Lin residence."

Wu Xian's reaction was calm, but Yang Lin and Wang Wei were anything but calm.

Yang Lin was still in shock. After getting up, his hands and feet were shaking, and his stomach felt like it was churning. He quickly drank a mouthful of Le Niu to suppress the nausea and staggered behind Wu Xian.

He had seen dead people, but he had never seen anyone die like this.

Wang Wei stood beside the mangled corpse, staring intently at the wound, his eyes gleaming with a strange excitement, and even his breathing became rapid.

It wasn't until Wu Xian urged him a second time that he hurriedly lowered his head, quickly jogged to catch up with the two, and whispered earnestly behind Wu Xian:

"I ran away just now, it was my fault, I won't do it again, please don't take it to heart."

"Please teach me more; I want to become a full-fledged member of the family!"

After the three left, all the puppets that had been pretending to be still looked at the large pool of blood on the ground, as if attracted by the blood, and slowly walked over.

Just then, a hunched-over man appeared and collected all of Xie Yulan's body.

This man is the same one who took Xiao Sijia, who was disguised as a corpse, to the morgue last time!

……

Wu Xian didn't know much about the Lin family.

His only intelligence came from Li Xiaohu, who died at the Lin residence.

There are currently three pieces of intelligence:

First, the Lin residence has other entrances; Li Xiaohu did not enter the Lin residence through the main gate last time.

Secondly, the Lin family possesses a method to drastically enhance one's physical abilities. Thirdly, the Lin family harbors more than one evil spirit, and those seemingly ordinary demons are also considered chained evil spirits, since Li Xiaohu, whom they killed, did not resurrect.

The imprisoned woman crawled to the end of the south street and was torturing the dolls. Wu Xian and the other two took the opportunity to quickly run across the intersection and pushed open the gate of the Lin Mansion without delay.

crunch...

After the gate opened, Wu Xian discovered that the layout of the courtyard resembled that of a temple.

Opposite the courtyard gate stands a gilded Buddha statue over four meters tall, sitting cross-legged. The Buddha's belly is exposed, its face is benevolent, and there is a black spot on its left cheek, making it a truly dignified and majestic statue.

Beneath the Buddha statue is an offering table, on which sits a red box.

Under the table were some prayer cushions. At the front sat a monk who looked about 80% like a Buddha statue, while behind him knelt some commoners dressed in ancient attire.

"Eleven..."

"If I remember correctly, there were twelve evil spirits when Li Xiaohu was killed last time, which means there's one less after the reset!"

After Wu Xian and the other two entered, the monk opened his eyes, stood up, and forced a smile that looked exactly like the Buddha statue. He put his hands together and bowed thirty degrees.

"Namo Maha Kala, I observe that the three benefactors have dark circles under their eyes, and murderous intent is lurking. They are already facing a life-or-death situation."

"The hermitage where this humble monk resides is the sacred site of the Venerable Mahakasyapa. If the three of you are willing to make offerings and form a connection, you will receive the Buddha's blessing, strengthen your bodies, and thus turn danger into safety."

Yang Lin blinked downwards and nudged Wang Wei's arm: "What's that monk mumbling about?"

Wang Wei explained briefly: "He said that since we're all about to die, donating money to this temple will strengthen our bodies."

Wang Wei and Yang Lin were both tempted by the idea of ​​improving their physique by spending money, but the problem was that they had no money. Even if the monk had a QR code for payment, their phones couldn't be turned on.

Wu Xian took something out of his pocket and said succinctly:

"No money!"

The monk smiled even more sincerely: "Your Excellency is merciful. You may borrow money and silk from each of you, with the repayment date to be set by yourselves. This humble monk will not urge you. This is truly for your sake."

Before Yang Lin could ask, Wang Wei said, "He said I could borrow money from him."

If everything went as the monk said, it would be a rare and wonderful thing. The two newlyweds were eager to try it out, but Wu Xian turned to look at them and shook his head seriously.

Upon hearing the word "loan," Wu Xian immediately understood that Li Xiaohu had probably borrowed money from the monk to buy a physique, which led to his tragic death. They couldn't repeat the same mistake.

Wang Wei was a smart man. Seeing Wu Xian's reaction, he immediately realized that there was a trap involved. So he pulled Yang Lin along and made a solemn face, stating that they would absolutely not borrow money from the monk.

Seeing that none of the three men intended to borrow money, the monk's face immediately darkened.

"In that case, please leave quickly, everyone!"

But Wu Xian had come for the treasure, so how could he leave now? He pointed to the red box and said, "If, I mean if... would the master be willing to give us that box?"

The monk's long face instantly transformed into a smile: "What is hidden in the box is an old possession of this humble monk from the secular world, one of the seven treasures of this county. This humble monk owes these eleven benefactors a debt. If you can repay this debt, then this treasure will be offered to me with both hands."

Wu Xian reached for the hilt of his knife: "Then may I ask, how can we help you repay your debt, Master?"

The golden rosary around the monk's neck transformed into a golden chain, which extended out and landed on the eleven commoners, instantly turning them into gruesome and horrific ghosts.

"This humble monk owes them a life, so naturally, I must repay them with a life!"

(End of this chapter)