The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1042 Where Does the Opportunity Lie?
Liu Ziyu blinked.

After being in the dark for a long time, he gradually became able to make out some outlines.

They knew that Zhu Yun had already entered a meditative state.

It felt like falling into another world.

It felt like countless tiny claws were scratching at his heart.

Did she really make it to Longhu Mountain?
What did she see?
Just as he was hoping for this, he suddenly felt the hair wrapped around his body gradually loosen.

The strands of hair that had tightly wrapped the house like a rice dumpling gradually came loose, and the cool moonlight outside shone through the peeling window paper into the room, bringing light back.

Liu Ziyu was overjoyed.

He can finally move around!

While agonizing over whether to run away or snatch the token from Zhu Yun and strangle her—

Zhu Yun suddenly opened her eyes.

The whites of his eyes were stained bright red by bulging capillaries, like two blood bubbles about to burst.

She stared intently at Liu Ziyu.

His lips trembled, and a low murmur escaped his throat:
"Liar...you were wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong!"

Liu Ziyu felt a chill run down her spine under that gaze:
"W-what? How is it wrong?"

Zhu Yun's lips parted slightly, and her tongue trembled:
"Terrifying...terrifying..."

Before he could finish speaking, a gushing, hot, and foul-smelling liquid erupted from the mouth.

Liu Tzu-yu was too close and got sprayed all over her head and body.

When I opened my eyes, everything was bright red, with what appeared to be many wriggling black hairs and bits of flesh mixed in.

Immediately afterwards, a strange sound rang out.

From within Zhu Yun's body, there seemed to be a low hum before some kind of explosive collapse.

Zhu Yun's face collapsed and shattered in the next instant.

The skin, flesh, and fascia seemed to be twisted apart from the inside by an unseen hand, turning into countless pieces of blood, flesh, and white fluid that rushed towards me.

Liu Ziyu was completely stunned.

Zhu Yun's face, half of which was covered by her hair, was still intact, and the only remaining eyeball was still moving, with its pupils dilated to an extreme, beyond human limits.

It seemed as if it was looking at him, yet also as if it was looking in a deeper, more distant direction.

It seemed to be filled with hatred.

There is an even deeper fear.

Liu Ziyu nearly collapsed and took several steps back.

The footsteps made an embarrassing sound as they stepped on the sticky liquid.

The hair that had been listlessly lingering around Zhu Jun seemed to be startled awake, suddenly rising up and swiftly stabbing towards Liu Ziyu.

He wanted to run, but he was so terrified that he couldn't lift his legs or move.

Fortunately, the strands of hair suddenly stopped when they were only half an inch away from his face.

It immediately lost its strength and drooped limply.

Zhu Yun's body was cut into pieces by these strands of hair.

Cracks in the flesh spread along the skin, forcibly pieced together by strands of hair into a shape that was almost "human," maintaining a strange balance between collapse and preservation.

Blood gushed down the kang (a heated brick bed) and spread to Liu Ziyu's feet.

It took him a long time to react before he finally vomited with a "whoosh".

Vomit mixed with blood and brain matter on his face flowed down his chin, and a sour stench filled the air.

He didn't know what Zhu Yun had encountered.

But one thing is certain: that's something they can't possibly uncover.

Longhu Mountain...

What kind of place is it exactly?
Unfortunately, Zhu Yun was no longer able to answer him at this point.

Suddenly, a soft "click" was heard.

The token, hanging from Zhu Yun's severed hand by her hair, slid to the ground.

Liu Ziyu stared at the three characters "Longhu Mountain" on the token, which still reflected a golden glow, and a deep fear welled up in his eyes.

This is simply the stuff of the devil.

however--

He couldn't help but recall the mystical technique those two Taoist priests had shown him while they were drinking—

Ignite a fire with my fingertips, fold chopsticks in mid-air, and make my shadow climb the wall on its own...

They even killed the food stall owner who was secretly infected with a strange disease. That being, who was enough to terrify Liu Ziyu, was powerless to resist them.

These things made him realize that such power existed in the world, and that Zhu Yun was indeed a complete fraud.

These Taoist priests all said that they learned these skills from Longhu Mountain.

If he can go, can he learn something too?
By then, this little red-lettered hospital won't even be considered anything special... not even the big hospitals in the city.

Why bother with a doctorate?
If someone like Zhu Yun can make a living by swindling and cheating, wouldn't someone like him, who is skilled in both medicine and metaphysics, be able to go to a bigger stage?
In addition, so many people are suffering from strange diseases.

He had heard that it was the same in the city.

This is the most dangerous era, but it is also the best of times!
Once that thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.

Liu Ziyu's fingers trembled as he reached out and grasped the blood-stained token.

I just got the token.

Suddenly, a childish voice called out from outside:

"Mother! Mother! Sister Liusheng, are you... there?"

Liu Ziyu reacted instantly.

She is Zhu Yun's daughter!

But now—he glanced again at the blood-soaked, mangled body before him, and realized it was not a good sight for a child to see!

And since he's still here, if he's seen, it'll take even more effort to explain...

even……

He looked down at the blood on his hands.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer.

A few barks could be faintly heard mixed in with the sounds.

Liu Ziyu's breathing became erratic.

Looking around the room, my gaze fell on the half-open window, outside which was the small valley behind the Taoist temple.

Suddenly, a thought struck him.

……

Zhu Lin hugged his arms to keep warm and walked aimlessly up the mountain.

My mother has been gone for a long time.

Although it had only been an hour, it felt like an eternity to her.

I don't know where this feeling comes from.

Normally, her mother always told her not to cause trouble and not to bother her when she was doing things.

Zhu Lin used to be able to do that.

But now things are different. I feel an extremely strong sense of unease, as if I'm being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

She even recalled what she overheard her sister Liu Sheng saying—

Her mother disappeared in the mountains, which is why she came to ask for help.

The rice in the pot had been cooked for quite a while, but her mother still hadn't returned. She finally couldn't wait any longer.

He grabbed a kitchen knife and an oil lamp, and headed up the mountain.

Because the ground was damp and few people had been up the mountain, she could still make out the messy footprints on the ground.

But it was dark in the mountains and the wind was cold. As she walked, she lost her way.

Just then, a pair of bright eyes appeared in the darkness, slowly approaching her with a chilling, emerald-green light.

It turned out to be a majestic big yellow dog.

Zhu Lin was terrified and sat down on the ground, wildly waving the kitchen knife to chase them away.

However, the dog was agile and easily dodged, without getting angry. It just quietly and slowly continued to approach, finally gently nudging her calf with its nose.

It was damp and icy cold.

But suddenly she felt a warm feeling in her heart.

As I calmed down, a strange sense of familiarity arose—as if I had known it for a very long time.

She reached out and patted the dog's head.

My palms were filled with warmth.

The dog looked at her and then let out a low bark to one side.

She inexplicably understood its meaning.

Keep up.

So Zhu Lin got up and followed the dog.

She soon saw the footprints on the ground again, and following the path, she finally saw the small Taoist temple hidden in the mountains.

Although it was pitch black and overgrown with weeds, and no one could be seen, the messy footprints clearly indicated that someone had indeed lingered there.

Moreover, the latest footprints disappeared in front of that Taoist temple.

Zhu Lin called out as she cautiously approached.

As soon as I got closer, I could smell a very strong stench of blood.

Just like the smell she always smelled when she went to the pork shop.

If she went to watch a pig being slaughtered, the smell would be even more pungent.

Her heart was pounding wildly.

"Mother...mother?"

Although her mother wasn't very kind to her, she was still her only family. She had never seen her father since she was a child; the villagers all said it was because her mother's personality was too strange and had scared people away.

But Zhu Lin didn't believe it.

If it's really that strange, why do people still come to their mothers when they encounter problems?

She rubbed her sore eyes.

He pushed the door open.

The first thing you smell is a fishy, ​​foul odor.

As the light from the oil lamp shone in, her heart skipped a beat, and all she saw was a vivid red color.

She screamed and backed away, nearly falling.

It was that big yellow dog that nudged her leg, preventing her from falling to the ground.

Zhu Lin mustered her courage and looked around with tear-filled, blurry eyes, but did not see her mother's body.

But the scene before them didn't look like anything was wrong.

The ground was covered in blood and chunks of flesh, interspersed with some long, seaweed-like things.

It appears to be hair.

But isn't that too much and too long?

She clutched her heart, which felt like it was about to burst from her chest, and dragged her sticky feet slowly toward the bed where the bloodstains were thickest.

There were many scattered strands of hair there, winding like cold, black snakes, with some torn pieces of cloth mixed in between.

Zhu Lin picked it up with trembling hands.

Although it was soaked in blood and the color was so dark that the original pattern was no longer visible, the pattern was still faintly discernible—it was the very dress Mother was wearing today.

"……mother?"

"Mother! Mother! Where are you!"

She almost cried out.

However, the only response she received was the mournful sound of the mountain wind.

At that moment, the big yellow dog tugged at her and pointed its nose at the window behind her.

Zhu Lin stopped crying and looked in that direction.

A dark drag mark was left along the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and blood was wiped out in a rough arc, extending all the way to the window.

The window was open.

A few strands of hair were caught on the wood and swayed gently in the wind, as if pointing the way out.

Zhu Lin was about to cry.

She couldn't imagine what her mother had become.

But she still climbed out of the window, step by step, through the bloodstains and mud, following the drag mark.

Led by the big yellow dog, they burrowed into the sharp weeds.

And finally, I saw it, in a small grave, that part of my mother lying there.

His body was a mess, with flesh and hair tangled together, and only his shoulders and the upper half of his face remained relatively intact.

She looked at her mother's face, which was covered by strands of hair, and inexplicably it overlapped with another face from her memory.

A face submerged in water.

They were all swollen and pale, covered by black hair resembling seaweed.

Beneath the mother's body lay another corpse.

It's just that it's now submerged in blood.

Zhu Lin stared blankly.

It took me a while to realize that the person who abandoned his mother here must not have gone far.

"Big Yellow, quick! Let's go after them!"

The big yellow dog grunted, seemingly dissatisfied with the name, but it couldn't communicate with her about it now. It just sniffed the air and then suddenly chased after her into the bushes.

The grass was so tall that Zhu Lin was quickly covered in scratches and cuts.

But she endured it and followed the dog closely.

The other party must feel the same way.

Sure enough, in the darkness not far ahead, a staggering figure was moving through.

Just as Zhu Lin was about to shout, Da Huang suddenly grabbed her trouser leg.

"rhubarb……"

Before she could speak, the man seemed to have heard the noise and suddenly turned around—

It was a face covered in blood.

He was also holding up a blood-stained hoe.

Zhu Lin froze, knowing he should shut up even without the dog's prompting.

How much difference is there in physical strength between an adult male and a little girl who is only six years old?

The other person was holding a hoe, while she only had a kitchen knife. What could she possibly have?
She quickly crouched down and hid in the grass, covering her mouth tightly with her hand, not daring to make a sound.

The man looked around but couldn't figure it out, so he slowly put down his hoe.

He even murmured something under his breath:
"That girl might not find her mother's body so quickly... Hurry, hurry..."

He then quickly emerged from the bushes and circled around to the front of the Taoist temple.

Zhu Lin carefully released his hand only after he could no longer hear footsteps, and took a deep breath.

Her face was wet; it was hard to tell if it was sweat, tears, or blood.

Who is this person?

Her face was obscured by blood, but from this day forward, it was etched into her heart.

Zhu Lin was thinking about all sorts of random things.

Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream, tearing through the mountains and forests, came from the other side of the Taoist temple.

It seems to have come from that man just now.

The scream lasted for less than a few breaths before it was abruptly cut off.

The mountains and forests returned to deathly silence.

Only the rustling of the grass in the wind could be heard.

Zhu Lin almost instinctively shrank into the bushes, pressing his hand tightly to his mouth again, while the big yellow dog quietly lay down beside him.

Not long after, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard.

She peeked through the gaps in the grass.

That was the man covered in blood from just now.

But at this moment, he felt as if his bones had been emptied, his head drooping, being pulled by two people, one on each side.

His heels left two long trails of blood on the ground, like those of an animal before it was slaughtered.

The two men dragging him were a tall, thin man and a burly man, both dressed in gray-blue Taoist robes—Zhu Lin recognized them because they were similar in style to her mother's.

"You're saying our senior sister's body is right here?" the tall, thin Taoist priest asked coldly.

The man nodded quickly.

"That's right, that's right, I didn't utter a single lie!"

The other Taoist chuckled softly.

"I didn't expect to actually get something out of it. I had a feeling this kid was up to something, his expression changed whenever our senior sister was mentioned—we actually guessed right."

"you……"

"You want to ask how we kept up with you?" The Taoist smiled slightly. "Have you forgotten the little tricks we showed you when we were drinking together? So you would know that we have a talisman called a 'tracking talisman,' which makes it not difficult to find you."

"As for why we came to you..."

“We’ve already consulted the oracle to find out where this opportunity for ‘breakthrough’ will lie. There are many possibilities, and you’re not the only one, but you should be considered the one with the highest probability.”

"We didn't expect it to actually bring us such a surprise."

"Huh? There's another corpse! How did it get so ravaged?"

A detached, mocking voice drifted on the wind from afar.

Zhu Lin felt a chill run through her body; she knew they had seen her mother's corpse.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder you're covered in blood..."

"I didn't expect you two natives to be so bold as to actually use this token as we instructed."

The two burst into laughter.

"You...did this on purpose?" The man's voice trembled.

"It wasn't intentional; we were just telling the truth! This is indeed how we use the tokens!"

"only……"

"We're different from you, don't you understand?"