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

Chapter 1043 Innocent Minion
A profound sense of being deceived dragged Liu Ziyu's heart to its lowest point.

But what can we do?
He never understood what made him different from them.

I can only be thankful that I wasn't the one using the token at the time.

Now he can only keep a low profile and pray that the two Taoist priests won't take care of him too.

He had witnessed firsthand just how ruthless those two could be.

Fortunately, their attention wasn't on him at that moment.

The burly Taoist priest weighed the token in his hand and said lazily:

"I wonder how many reputation points are in this token, Senior Sister?"

"She's been hiding in this trial space for so many years, she must have accumulated quite a bit, right?"

"She's really resourceful; she actually thought of hiding here. I wonder how she managed to evade the seven-day deadline..."

"Wait, what are you doing?" the tall, thin Taoist suddenly raised his voice and said sternly.

"Isn't this to see how many reputation points Senior Sister has in her token?"

"So you're going to use your token to read it?"

"What's wrong? I got it first!"

"We discovered it together!"

"How should we divide this token? Reputation points aren't something that can be traded," the burly Taoist said coldly. "Otherwise, let's have a fight."

"I have no interest in playing these tricks with you."

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to suggest a smarter way," the tall, thin Taoist said in a sinister voice. "I'll read it and see how many reputation points you have. Then I can cooperate with you so that you can earn the same number later."

"Heh, you make it sound so easy..." The burly Taoist narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Don't you think about it? One is certain, the other is unknown. Even Master wouldn't dare to guarantee how many reputation points he can gain in this trial space, would he?"

“My master wouldn’t dare, but I do.”

The tall, thin Taoist priest turned around and glanced at Liu Ziyu.

"Specifically... we can focus on this Dr. Liu."

Liu Ziyu's heart skipped a beat, and she stammered almost reflexively, "Me? I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the burly Taoist impatiently interrupted him: "If you can't handle it, just kill him and be done with it. There's no use keeping trash around, and you can at least earn some reputation points along the way."

Liu Ziyu's face turned deathly pale.

Although he didn't know why killing him would grant him "reputation points," he didn't have time to think about it too much right now.

"I can! I definitely can!" He nodded eagerly. "Just tell me what to do!"

"Indeed, a man who knows the times is a hero."

The tall, thin Taoist priest smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Liu Ziyu's shoulder joint, which had already been dislocated, was hit like that, and she grimaced in pain but dared not make a sound.

The burly Taoist priest, however, sized him up from the side, his eyes filled with a mocking chill:
"You're in such a hurry to agree, without even listening to what we want you to do?"

"I……"

“That’s right, Dr. Liu, why don’t you listen to it first? What if you think it’s impossible?” The tall, thin Taoist priest chimed in with a smile.

Liu Ziyu knew that he was just teasing him.

In reality, he has no say in choosing what to pick and choose.
His helpless, hesitant expression, his face full of hesitation and regret, and his incessant cold sweat, greatly pleased the two Taoist priests.

After the two of them laughed heartily, they slowly began to speak.

Do you know where you are now?

"I...I don't know." Liu Ziyu's voice was dry. "The...the Taoist temple on the mountain?"

The tall, thin Taoist priest said impatiently, "I'm not talking about this place, I'm talking about this entire world, the whole world!"

"I...I don't understand what you mean."

“Oh, you didn’t use this token.” The tall, thin Taoist priest was somewhat disappointed. “I thought you went up to check, and that you only survived by sacrificing this lady.”

The sturdy Taoist priest suddenly realized the truth.

My interest immediately waned.

"Then wouldn't we have to explain it all over again?"

"No need for that, just tell Dr. Liu the simplest thing."

The tall, thin Taoist priest smiled maliciously.

Sweat dripped from Liu Ziyu's forehead.

He had a feeling he didn't want to hear what was coming next.

But this is probably why Zhu Yun said "I was wrong, I was wrong," and also why she died in this way—

"This world... is actually a prison, belonging to Longhu Mountain."

The tall, thin Taoist priest uttered a single, understated sentence.

Liu Ziyu's heart finally sank.

Completely.

I never imagined that the truth I had to pay with my life for would be so trivial.

He had no doubts.

Because he knew very well that he had nothing to be fooled about in this regard.

"You mean—everyone in the city, everyone in the village… are prisoners? Aren't we… living our lives just fine?"

The burly Taoist priest replied calmly:

"The concepts of cities and towns are just a consensus you have formed spontaneously, which has led to their current appearance—it would take a long time to explain this, but in short, it is what you perceive it to be."

"But...I didn't do anything wrong! Why am I here?"

Liu Ziyu felt a surge of resentment.

This made him gradually forget that he was still under the other party's control, and his voice rose considerably.

The other party didn't seem to care much.

It's precisely because of this painful appearance that it's interesting.

The tall, thin Taoist priest didn't seem to care. He took out a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled the pungent smoke.

"Only you know whether you have committed any crimes."

"Of course, since this prison is in the abyss, it's normal for some small fry to occasionally slip through the cracks. Maybe you're one of those innocent small fry."

Liu Ziyu, the "minor character," struggled to squeeze out a sound, as if her throat was stuffed with cotton.

"So, is my past... all true?"

"Who knows you!"

The tall, thin Taoist priest was too lazy to answer, but when he glanced at the man's thunderstruck expression, he smiled and suddenly changed his mind:

"But have you seriously considered your past? For example—the school you attended, your classmates and friends, even... your parents?"

With each additional word she uttered, Liu Ziyu's face grew paler.

As blank memories surged, more blurry fragments flickered in his mind:

A scalpel dripping with blood.

A white cloth was placed over his pale, bluish face.

Put the bloody stuff into a transparent jar...

He seemed to hear fragmented whispers, inconsolable and dreamlike. He didn't know what they meant.

I felt a tightness in my chest, almost making it hard to breathe, as if something was slowly wriggling under my skin, ready to break through and completely lift the curtain in my mind.

But something is still missing.

His swaying, precarious appearance amused the tall, thin Taoist priest.

"Alright, don't say too much to him, be careful..."

The burly Taoist pointed to the sky.

The tall, thin Taoist priest said lazily, "I know, anyway, this is a ghost realm, so they shouldn't be able to see anything, right?"

"Who knows?"

"The existence of the Heavenly Dao..."

The tall, thin Taoist knew the reminder was well-intentioned, so he didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned to Liu Ziyu, who was frozen in place, and said:

"Okay, now let's talk about what you should do."

Liu Ziyu shuddered.

"You say!"

"Turn everyone in this village into monsters."

His tone was flat, as if he were only recounting an ordinary, everyday matter.

But it felt like a block of ice hitting Liu Ziyu's chest.

"What does 'strange object' mean?"

“This is what you call a ghostly creature!” The tall, thin man pointed to the half-buried corpse in the pit. “What do you usually call these kinds of things?”

Liu Ziyu didn't dare to look, and only asked hesitantly, "You mean this kind of... this kind of person who has a strange disease?"

"Yes, yes, it's a strange disease."

"But... how do we deal with this?"

"Let me make this clear first. This place is inherently prone to harboring strange things, but because it's located in the abyss, it always inadvertently attracts some small fry that don't belong here, diluting the proportion; there are also other fellow disciples here, so sometimes we can't even steal anything we want..."

The burly Taoist coughed. "There's no need to tell him about this."

“Indeed.” The tall, thin Taoist smiled. “Anyway, I hope to have a piece of ‘reputation’ land that belongs exclusively to us, which we can harvest repeatedly. Can you do that?”

Liu Ziyu could only nod, seemingly understanding.

"As for how to accomplish it..."

The tall, thin Taoist priest took a deep drag of his cigarette, the smoke swirling around his lips, and slowly began to speak:
"Now I'll tell you the second point—where does the eeriness come from? It comes from resentment, obsession, and unwillingness in one's heart. Only then will one fall step by step into the abyss and become an eeriness."

"But how do I do that?" Liu Ziyu murmured, unconsciously falling into thought.

"Of course, I'm not saying you should manipulate people's hearts. I'm afraid you wouldn't understand how to do it, and you wouldn't be able to create the kind of situation we envision."

The tall, thin Taoist priest laughed mockingly.

“I have a technique that can refine ‘mysterious organs’. A mysterious organ is a spiritual object that, once formed, can influence its original owner, first invading their heart, then changing their form, and finally transforming into a new kind of mystery. Then it can further form a mysterious realm.”

The burly Taoist priest slowly realized what was going on and nodded: "So that's what you were planning."

“Of course,” the tall, thin Taoist chuckled softly, flicking the ash from his cigarette between his fingers. “What do you think? If it can be formed, we can just harvest it next time we come in.”

The burly Taoist narrowed his eyes: "That's a good method, and you're the only one who's familiar with it. You even taught it to those... passing cultivators last time, and they were all turned into something unrecognizable and bizarre."

"Hey, they're trying to integrate themselves, I just gave them a push," the tall, thin Taoist priest said smugly.

"I wonder how they are doing now..."

"They've probably gone quite far, haven't they? Anyway, thanks to them, I was able to perfect this method and ensure that the strength of the Mysterious Realm will satisfy you. Perhaps even the reputation points in your senior sister's token are far less than that."

"You're just spouting nonsense," the burly Taoist said coldly.

"It wouldn't hurt to give it a try!"

"But how can I trust you?"

"We can sign a Heavenly Dao Contract."

"Okay, I'll sign it as soon as we get out."

These sounds whistled past Liu Ziyu's ears like the wind, as he continued to ponder the words "creepy and filthy".

Despite being described as a "spiritual object," its name and effects are extremely sinister, sending chills down one's spine.

"You mean... to turn people into that kind of thing? To use their internal organs or something?"

“That’s right, especially those who have contracted the ‘strange disease’. They are excellent catalysts. I will teach you how to identify them and how to stimulate them. Their organs are simply rare treasures. The spiritual objects refined from them are so powerful that even the rules of this place cannot be shaken.”

"Only in this way can we avoid being reset, and be reborn again and again, endlessly..."

As the tall, thin Taoist priest spoke, countless fragments of memories exploded in Liu Ziyu's mind.

Rows of glass jars, with wrinkled organs floating inside.

It was bathed in the cold light and turned scarlet.

What is all this?
How did he know what the "devilish filth" looked like?
He then repeatedly recalled the scenes of his hands covered in blood.

"why why……"

He looked down at his hands.

Sweat mixed with bloodstains fell onto his palm, overlapping with his memories.

"How did I get access to the internal organs?"

The tall, thin Taoist priest, thinking Liu Ziyu was asking a question, said impatiently:
"You're a doctor, you can perform surgery, isn't this the simplest thing for you?"

Liu Ziyu immediately dared not say anything more.

"But... what if someone finds out?"

"If we've been discovered, we'll deal with that person first." The tall, thin Taoist nodded, pointing to the pit. "Didn't you already do that?"

However, Liu Ziyu did indeed have murderous thoughts because of the conflict with Zhu Yun.

But I never imagined that I would have to kill even more people.

But killing one is the same as killing two, so he took a deep breath.

Knowing there's no room for maneuver in this matter, it's more important to fight for a future for myself.

"Then... what can I get?" Liu Ziyu gradually calmed down and tried to ask.

The tall, thin Taoist priest's face immediately turned cold.

Looking at him, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

This time, however, Liu Ziyu was not intimidated. Instead, he stared intently at the two Taoist priests, his eyes gradually turning a crazed red.

"Since I'm already in prison, what's the point of me doing all this? Or I might as well just lie down and let you kill me for reputation points."

"But I'm not worth killing right now, am I? I probably don't deserve much reputation either. You'll only benefit more if I cooperate with your plans."

"What, you dare threaten us?" the tall, thin Taoist sneered. "You should understand that we can also delegate the same plan to someone else, right?"

“I think it’s better to entrust this to me than to anyone else—as you all say, I’m a doctor,” Liu Ziyu stated urgently. “I can perform anatomy, I can perform surgery, and I have reasonable methods to help people…maybe in the future, we can even expand to the whole city…”

"Hehe, you don't need to reiterate these points. We understand them perfectly well, otherwise we wouldn't have come to you," the burly Taoist said with a half-smile.

"Furthermore, even if it's someone else, they either can't believe the reality of this world you're talking about—unlike me, I've already experienced what happened with Zhu Yun, so you don't need to waste your breath explaining; or they're like me, thinking that the worst that can happen is death..."

Liu Ziyu finished speaking in a trembling voice.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

But the two fell silent, seemingly pondering his words.