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Chapter 174 Was Fellow Daoist Li deliberately covering our retreat?!

On the stage, the lights were dim, and the gongs and drums sounded.

There were no actors, no living creatures, only countless twisted black shadows.

In the dim firelight, they distorted and changed shape, like shadow puppets, beginning to reenact the tragedy that occurred here a century ago:

As the light and shadow shifted, a magnificent mansion appeared, which was the Shen residence where everyone was currently located.

The Shen family, a prominent family in the east of the city, is headed by Shen Gang, a martial arts master, while his wife, Shen Jiaye, comes from a scholarly family.

The scene shifts, and Shen Gang is glaring angrily at an old doctor who declares that Shen Gang's early cultivation methods were flawed, damaging his foundation and making it extremely difficult for him to have descendants.

But then, a baby in swaddling clothes appeared in the picture—Shen Junxiong.

Just then, a mysterious Taoist priest with sunken eyes came to visit.

He had a long private conversation with Shen Gang, where he not only taught him unorthodox techniques and revealed his unspeakable ailment, but also mentioned his wife's past admiration for Lin Xiucai.

From then on, the seed of doubt took root and sprouted in Shen Gang's heart.

Later, among his wife's personal belongings, he found the book "Heart Letters," which recorded her admiration for Lin Xiucai and her various complaints about her married life.

Even more fatally, one night, Shen Jiaye stumbled upon him following the Taoist priest to slaughter a black cat and extract the souls of young children to practice evil magic!

Shen Jiaye's attempt to report the matter to the authorities further fueled his murderous intent!
He imprisoned Shen Jiaye in the cellar, forcing her to consume all kinds of filth and evil things every day. He used her body as a furnace and her resentment as firewood, intending to refine her into a vengeful ghost under his control!
However, the endless resentment Shen Jiaye felt before her death, the countless evil creatures she devoured, and the special evil techniques taught to Shen Gang by the mysterious Taoist priest combined to transform her into a cursed core far beyond Shen Gang's control after her death!
In the end, Shen Gang finally forged the strongest curse in his hands.

His wife, Shen Jiaye.

But this curse had already transcended his constraints, turning against him and causing his death, making him a part of the curse.

Their son, Shen Junxiong, was starved to death in a closet in the house.

The Taoist priest who taught Shen Gang the evil magic looked at the room full of resentment. Although it was better than the Li family's reunion, he was still somewhat disappointed. He then drifted away to find his next target.

From then on, the Shen residence became a notorious haunted house.

In the decades that followed, the house changed hands several times, but all those who moved in were haunted by curses and ultimately met tragic ends.

The government sent people to investigate. The yamen runners only walked around the house once, and soon after, their necks were snapped by an invisible force in the house. Their deaths were exactly the same as those of the previous owners.

No one who has ever stepped into this house has escaped its clutches!

Left with no other option, the government had to invite a highly respected monk from an ancient temple outside the city to exorcise the evil spirits.

When the high monk was performing a ritual to help the deceased Shen Jiaye pass on to the afterlife, he discovered that she had died with her eyes wide open and was filled with resentment. So he tried to suppress her resentment with his Buddhist prayer beads.

As a result, the moment the prayer beads touched the corpse, they all exploded with a "bang"!

An eerie light enveloped Shen Jiaye's corpse, and her body slowly floated into the air.

The high monk was shocked and immediately took off his robe to cover her, while his disciples stepped forward and pressed her firmly onto the table.

Just as the high monk was about to chant the incantation to subdue the evil spirits, Shen Jiaye's belly suddenly swelled up!

With a "plop!" sound, a hideous demon burst out of her stomach!

The high monk held the broken prayer beads together in his palm, forming a swastika symbol, which shone brightly with golden light.

But the evil spirit was not afraid at all. It opened its mouth and spat out a string of Buddhist beads that it had swallowed earlier, shattering the Buddhist seal to pieces!
Finally, the evil spirit transformed into a ghostly shadow, passing through the bodies of the monks, stirring up a gust of cold wind, and then merging with Shen Jiaye.

The high monk and his disciple bled from all seven orifices on the spot and died suddenly! From then on, the Shen residence became infamous, and no one dared to approach it again.

Unable to resolve the issue, the government ultimately had to spend a large sum of money to invite dozens of wandering monks, Taoist priests, and high-ranking monks to jointly cast spells and set up multiple layers of magic arrays to completely seal the entire haunted house, isolating it from the world.

……

While the dramatic performance on the stage was unfolding, drawing all the attention of the audience to the play, Su Ling'er, sitting below the stage, was making her final preparations.

Since there is no way to escape, then the only option is to fight to the death!
She took out all the low-level talismans and magical artifacts she had previously exchanged within the Guixi Sect, and set up simple but barely effective defensive arrays around herself and the rest of the group.

Wang Xiedi, standing beside her, looked at Shen Jiaye's tragic fate on the stage with eyes full of sympathy.

But he knew even more clearly that, in order for his senior sister to live, and for these two innocent ordinary people to live, as a responsible man, he had to make a decision.

Although I feel the chances of winning are slim, or even nonexistent...

But he still brought out all his possessions, ready to fight to the death.

And the other side.

As the group desperately tried to break through, they gradually distanced themselves from each other.

The three surviving ordinary people were, after all, just mortals, and their physical strength quickly became exhausted, causing them to slow down more and more.

Li Chunfeng, on the other hand, was slower than the two ordinary people because he had been constantly drawing his sword and was also older.

Gradually, Li Chunfeng and the other two were left further and further behind by the cultivators in front of them.

"Immortal... Immortal Master!"

"You...you really stayed here voluntarily?"

The two ordinary people who had also been left behind looked at Li Chunfeng, who was panting heavily behind them, and said...

Li Chunfeng, leaning against the wall and panting, said, "Those bastards ran really fast... I... I'm just an ordinary person..."

"I never... I never intended to... cover the retreat..."

"waste!"

One of them changed his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book; the awe on his face instantly turned into contempt.

I thought he was a hero who volunteered to cover the retreat to protect ordinary people like them, but it turns out he was just a burden abandoned by the immortals!

"You can't even outrun us, no wonder those immortals abandoned you. We really can't count on you! Useless!"

"Forget about him! Maybe this good-for-nothing can actually buy us some time! Let's run!"

"Yes! Let's go, let this old man be fed to those ghosts!"

So the two called out to the people ahead, hoping they would pause for a moment.

"Immortal Master! Immortal Master ahead! Wait for us!!!"

After saying that, the two of them actually abandoned Li Chunfeng and ran in the direction where the other immortals had left.

Although they still couldn't catch up with the immortals ahead of them, they firmly believed that as long as they weren't the last ones, they still had hope of surviving!
(End of this chapter)