A master of comedy!

Chapter 129 Ya Zi
In the desolate wilderness, in the quiet of the night, Zhou Sheng slowly clenched the relic in his hand and carefully placed it close to his body.

Relics are a treasure of Buddhism, the culmination of a lifetime of spiritual cultivation by an enlightened monk. For ordinary people, holding them can promote health, improve fortune, and ward off evil spirits.

For cultivators, it is an extremely rare treasure that can be used for alchemy and weapon crafting, and it may even be possible to comprehend Buddhist supernatural powers through relics.

"Master Cizhou, you've entrusted such a precious thing to me, aren't you really afraid I'll embezzle it?"

Zhou Sheng sighed, shook his head, and smiled.

There was not a trace of greed in his heart.

Even if it takes a long and arduous journey, I must deliver this item to Yaofo Temple in Qingzhou so that the master can return to his roots and homeland.

There was no complicated reason; he simply felt that he should do it.

As I said before, good people should be rewarded.

Zhou Sheng took a deep breath, feeling that his injuries had recovered by about 30-40%, and prepared to get up and leave this unfamiliar wilderness.

But at that moment, the box in his other hand trembled slightly.

Zhou Sheng's gaze sharpened instantly as he looked at the box containing the sacred object.

Under the moonlight, the box, which had been covered in blood, was now clean and vibrating constantly, with the lock on it rattling loudly.

It was as if something inside had awakened and was trying to escape.

Zhou Sheng initially intended to suppress it, but the commotion inside the box grew stronger and stronger, and the vibrations became increasingly exaggerated, making it impossible for him to hold it down for a while.

Roar! !

As the box continued to vibrate, a faint roar could be heard coming from within.

The roar was extremely fierce and violent, neither like a dragon nor a tiger, and was very peculiar. Zhou Sheng had never heard such a sound before.

It also has an indescribable wild and untamed feel.

Ancient, mysterious, and fierce.

When Zhou Sheng heard a crisp cracking sound, he was startled and thought to himself, "Oh no!"

The next moment, cracks appeared all over the box, and then it exploded with a bang, sending fragments flying in all directions like projectiles.

Sensing danger, Zhou Sheng immediately threw it far away and then turned and fled.

He had realized that what was sealed inside the box was an extremely terrifying ferocious beast!

Only when his body disappeared underground did he breathe a sigh of relief and feel a sense of security.

However, not long afterward, the strange beastly roar rang in their ears again.

Roar! !

The sound grew clearer and clearer, seemingly rushing towards him at lightning speed, unstoppable even by the earth itself.

The opponent can also use earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic technique)?

Zhou Sheng was startled and continued to flee desperately, but the sound grew closer and closer, as if... it was right behind him?

He turned around and his pupils suddenly contracted.

What kind of monster is that?!

……

Ghost town, General's Mansion.

The general, who was in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes. Beneath his official mask, his crimson eyes gleamed with intense excitement.

Even his towering, imposing body was trembling slightly.

hum! !

The Dragon-Swallowing Blade beside it also seemed unusually excited, not only resonating and vibrating in its sheath, but also breathing out thick white smoke like a giant beast awakening from hibernation.

Clang!
The general drew his precious sword and saw that the blood vessel-like red lines on the blade were constantly contracting and expanding, which made him even more excited.

"Dragon Devourer, you sensed it too, didn't you..."

"The sacred relic has finally appeared!"

"And it's...very close to us."

……

What kind of monster is it?

Zhou Sheng turned around and saw a scene that shocked him greatly.

Chasing after him as he burrowed underground was a ferocious beast with the head of a jackal and the body of a dragon, its mouth holding a sword. It glared angrily, its murderous aura palpable. Just one glance at it felt as if his eyes had been gouged out by a knife, causing him excruciating pain.

The ferocious beast regarded the earth as nothing, and the sword in its mouth emitted a strange light. Wherever it went, the earth's energy cracked open as if tearing silk. Golden energy crisscrossed the heavens and earth, and the seven western constellations shone brightly among the stars, extremely conspicuous.

There's no escaping it!

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, a fierce light flashed in Zhou Sheng's eyes, and ghostly flames emerged from his fist as he took the initiative to attack his opponent.

Strangely, his fist passed right through the beast when it struck.

It felt as if it hit the air.

The ferocious beast roared and burrowed directly into Zhou Sheng's body, an ancient, sharp, and sacred aura continuously surging into his body.

His seven orifices and pores seemed to become floodgates, welcoming the influx and pounding of countless giant waves.

Zhou Sheng was in excruciating pain from head to toe, as if he were being subjected to the cruel torture of being sliced ​​to pieces.

Even with his willpower, his vision began to blur, as if he were about to collapse and fall into a coma in this extreme pain.

Zhou Sheng bit the tip of his tongue and, taking advantage of his last moments of lucidity, used a hand seal to escape underground.

Its body burst out of the ground, rolled several times on the ground, and finally lost consciousness completely, falling into a coma.

The terrifying aura continued to surge in, coating his body with a rich golden light.

After about a quarter of an hour, the golden light gradually disappeared, seemingly flowing into Zhou Sheng's body and melting into his flesh and blood.

Everything has returned to calm.

After an unknown amount of time, a chaotic bleating of sheep came from afar, as if someone was herding sheep.

Zhou Sheng still retained a sliver of consciousness in his hazy state.

"Huh? There's someone here, and they seem to be still alive!"

He felt himself being picked up.

Are they saved?

He breathed a slight sigh of relief, but just as his consciousness was completely enveloped in darkness, his heart suddenly trembled.

wrong!

Who would come to herd sheep in the middle of the night?
A chill ran through him, but he was powerless to stop it and could only fall into the boundless darkness.

……

Three days later.

Yu Zhensheng arrived at the gate of the ghost city for the seventh time and found that the gate was still tightly closed.

The apprentice hasn't been home for three days, and there's been no word from him.

During this time, he tried to go to the ghost city many times, but found that the city gates were all closed, as if some kind of change had occurred.

Those who are inside cannot get out, and those who are outside cannot get in.

Yu Zhensheng appeared carefree, but the worry in his eyes lingered for a long time. He stood alone in front of the city gate for a long time, as if waiting for something.

After a long while, a charming voice suddenly rang out from behind the city gate.

“I have already inquired. The lockdown has nothing to do with your missing apprentice. It was the General’s personal action.”

"These past few days, the people in the General's Mansion have gone mad, searching house to house. The General himself is leading troops, killing anyone who dares to resist. The corpses of those trapped in the Ghost Market are piling up like mountains..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhensheng's heart tightened.

"Don't worry, your precious disciple isn't among those corpses. I also went to Juxianlou to ask, and he didn't go there either."

"On the bright side, maybe he didn't even go into town that night."

Yu Zhensheng breathed a slight sigh of relief, but his brows remained furrowed as he said, "Even if he's not in the city, that brat must have gotten into trouble, otherwise he would never have stayed away from home."

"No, I'll have to trouble you to ask around for me again. I'll continue searching outside the city as well."

"Ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, the woman behind the city gate chuckled and said, "Isn't it normal for disciples of your lineage to die young? If they die, they die; just find another one—"

"He's different."

Yu Zhensheng suddenly interrupted the other person, saying very seriously, "Hongxian is dead. He can't die again, he absolutely can't."

The woman remained silent for a moment, and the frivolity in her voice lessened considerably.

"I'll help you look again, but if he's really dead..."

"I want to see him alive or dead."

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