Ch57 – The coffin lid was once again closed

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“She came back.
That old woman really came back!”

That sentence was like lightning, instantly stunning all the villagers. 

The cruel scene in front of the temple was still ongoing.

The peeled-off, wrinkly human skin was hung on a rack off to the side.
Blood mixed with mercury trickled down from it onto the ground.

 

 

Bloody human meat was cleaned, then thrown into the boiling white broth and sprinkled with wild vegetables and spices.
Soon, a rich aroma rose from the pot, swirling under the black night sky.

The eyes of the villagers, who were extremely hungry, were glowing.
The only thing missing was drool coming out of their mouths. 

After who knew how long, moonlight finally appeared from behind the layers and layers of dark clouds.

 

Ice-cold light, without the slightest hint of warmth, scattered down.
The shadows visible on the ground all turned into hideous, vicious ghosts with their claws waving and teeth showing.

What they didn’t know was that after eating an Immortal’s meat, they not only weren’t able to become Immortals but also weren’t able to have a full stomach.
Rather, they ended up with the bad addiction of cannibalism.

For many years, this cruel scene had been replaying like a nightmare in the minds of all those who had committed this atrocious evil, causing the villagers to be unable to sleep at night and unable to find peace in the daytime, afraid that she had turned into a vicious ghost and would come to take their lives.

 

“Whoosh——”

Cold wind blew past, making the white and red human skin on the rack shake, creating sobbing sounds that were like the wail of a ghost.

Far away, a huge shadow seemed to form on the horizon.
Lightning flashed within the clouds.

Something was about to appear. 

The villagers, who were inside the temple a second earlier, were so scared that they fled like their butt was on fire, and their farm tools were scattered all over the ground.

The bullet chat was dumbfounded.

[Wait, what’s going on? Didn’t they eat that person? Why are they scared now all of a sudden?]

[I also want to ask that.
Shit, they were still fighting fiercely with the trainees a moment ago.
Suddenly, they ran away after seeing this illusion.
I’m stupefied.] 

[Ah, have you guys forgotten? Although they have an ugly heart, they are definitely scared of the old woman coming back to find them.
Otherwise, why would they make a spirit tablet for the old woman? In the face of starvation, they were greedy cowards, willing to disregard morals rather than braving death.
Then after committing the evil deed, they are scared of a vicious ghost coming for their lives.
Truly disgusting.]

[Fuck, that’s too disgusting.
I want to puke.]

Other than the people discussing the setting of the Famine Village instance, there were many people who also found out something was not quite right.

[How come those villagers all left? Fuck me, could it be that that old woman really turned into a ghost?] 

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[Being able to scare off all of the villagers… Sigh, that old woman died so tragically.
She most likely really became a vicious ghost.]

[Sigh, turning into a ghost is also something that can’t be helped.
Even if the old woman ate the sacred herb, she still gave out her food to those villagers.
They were not only ingrates and didn’t repay her, but they also did such a thing.
So stifling.]

 

[Do you guys still remember that when the trainees were investigating this instance earlier, the villagers were all slandering the old woman? Unexpectedly, the truth was that they ate the old woman.
Their ability to twist the truth is unbelievable.
I originally thought that that woman died too tragically, but now it seems that it was well deserved.]

[If I was that old woman, even if I become a ghost, I wouldn’t let those people off.
Motherfuckers, repaying kindness with animosity.
This is the first time that I want the ghost to kill off all those villagers so much.
Fuck the main task.] 

Vigilance appeared on the faces of the trainees in the temple as they retreated backward step by step.

Zong Jiu was absorbed in his thoughts.

He knew that the old woman hadn’t become a ghost and had even become a bodhisattva.
That reinforced what Black-Robed Azan had said earlier about there being traces of bodhisattvas in the temple.
Even if something was coming, it definitely couldn’t be the original old woman.

However, this wasn’t what he cared about. 

Zong Jiu had already taken advantage of the chaos and walked to the coffin, wanting to use this opportunity to complete his main task.

As a result, he sadly found out that even if there was only a thick wooden board between him and Grandma Yin’s corpse, the system didn’t have any indication of notifying him that he had already completed the mole’s task.

Did the coffin really have to be opened once more?

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In the dim light, the shattered spirit tablet released a pale golden colored light.

Black-Robed Azan was the first to let out a muffled groan as the Spirit Summoning Streamer was forcibly put away by him.
Thousands of ghosts raised by him howled and dove into it, trembling and shaking.

It wasn’t only him.
Even Anthony revealed a painful expression.
His half-vampire abilities were greatly suppressed, and he turned back to his human appearance. 

In the entire temple, only trainees who held Yin or dark-affiliated props felt weakened.

Zhuge An’s eyebrows were drawn close together, “It’s coming.”

Xu Sen, who was protecting the little boy, froze, “What’s coming?”

A second later, there was no need for Zhuge An to answer. 

In the temple, scattered flecks of golden light floated up from the ground, slowly gathering together in the air.

Far away, in the air, a ghostly figure covered in colorful lights gradually became clear.

 

A holy aura even denser than the traces of bodhisattva that was in the temple before enveloped this area.

No one was able to clearly see the face blurred by light.
Only Wang Shou was still yelling and screaming. 

“It’s her… It’s her——It really is her…”

His eyes were filled with terror, and his face was white and distorted like he had seen an evil ghost coming for his life.

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In the end, that ghost official had described things from a third-person perspective.
It couldn’t be completely accurate.

What truly happened in this village back then was only known by the Tongbai village villagers. 

As the first person to find out that that old woman didn’t need to eat and an initiator, Wang Shou naturally remembered the process and details of what happened.

After he married the widow from the neighboring village, it didn’t take long before that woman got pregnant.

However, what was born was not only a baby girl but a dead one.
It was very auspicious.

In a time of famine, people couldn’t fill up their own stomachs.
Giving birth to little kids was adding more difficulties to their lives.
Many pregnant women, because of a lack of nutrition, gave birth to stillborns.
Many villages had a specific dry well used for throwing girl babies and stillborns. 

That day, Wang Shou came back from outside and saw the woman who was recuperating after childbirth being very evasive and sneaky with her expression panicked.
Thus, suspicion rose in him.

Sure enough, after Wang Shou drove her off the heated bed and searched in the bedding and blankets, he found a piece of flatbread that had been bitten a few times.

“Very good.
You secretly hid food, you vixen?

Wang Shou viciously snatched the flatbread and raised his fist in a showy manner, about to hit her. 

The woman was still recuperating after childbirth.
How could she withstand being beaten by him? She was so scared that her face lost color, and she immediately confessed everything, “It… it was secretly given to me by the old woman near the edge of the village.”

That old woman?

Wang Shou instantly felt suspicious.

Later, it was also him who led people to seal up the mud house and set up the iron pot.
He was also the first to scarf down the meat soup. 

Now, seeing this, how could Wang Shou not be absolutely horrified?!

He looked at all this in horror, his whole body shaking like a leaf in the wind.

 

A hazy, hunched figure emerged from the shattered spirit tablet.

The golden light was so bright it seemed to be breaking through the skies, as if it was breaking through the pitch-black skies from before Pangu separated the earth and the heavens, and falling onto the vast earth.
In a few seconds, it dispelled the terrifying scene created by resentful energy outside. 

The trainees in the temple were finally able to clearly see the appearance of golden light.

The old woman had her hands clasped together, wearing colorful clothes, and a smile hung on her lips.

Her face was aged yet kind.
If it wasn’t for her face being identical, no one would have guessed that she was the person who had her skin brutally peeled off and was cooked in the illusion.

“Our fate has come to an end.
I have come on the orders of a bodhisattva to retrieve that dirt.” 

Sure enough, when everyone turned their heads to look, the bodhisattva soil sitting outside the temple had silently disappeared.

The bullet chat was emotional.

[Oh my god.
We all thought that the old woman had become a vicious ghost.
Who knew that she became a bodhisattva…]

[Goodness, that’s becoming a bodhisattva, not playing around… This doesn’t lose to King Shibi cutting off meat to feed the eagle.] 

The story is called King Shibi and the Dove if you want to know more.

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[Indeed, becoming a ghost is easy, but becoming a bodhisattva is hard.
I’ve watched many horror instance replays, and this is the first time I’ve seen it.]

Even the low-ranked contenders of the bullet chat felt emotion.
The high-ranked trainees in the temple were even more surprised.

As long as they died tragically, within the horror instances, there were basically no cases of them not turning into ghosts filled with resentment. 

That was the hatred and resentment of being killed.
If it was really that easy to let go of, there wouldn’t be so many people who stick to their obsessions no matter what anyone says.
It was even more difficult being able to be like the old woman.
Her kindness was treated as trash, and she was repaid for her kindness with animosity.

The more kind and good a person was, the stronger their resentful energy after being betrayed or let down.
This was common sense that all contenders knew.

A trainee couldn’t help but ask, “Don’t you feel hatred? Do you not want to get revenge?”

After he had asked, he realized how ridiculous his words were. 

Whether it was becoming a buddha or becoming an Immortal, the requirements were all as difficult as could be.

As long as they had the slightest bit of hatred, they wouldn’t be able to become a bodhisattva.
Putting down the butcher’s knife and becoming a buddha wasn’t just talk or to be taken lightly.

 

The old woman within the golden light smiled, disappearing.

‘Karma has its causes and effects.
Fetters created by karma invoke unwillingness and cause people’s hearts to change due to the environment. 

‘Fate is predetermined, and thus, there’s no need for hatred.
True good will not change because of evil.
To not change is naturally to let go.
What hatred is there?’

Everyone wasn’t able to come back to their senses for a long time.

They never would’ve imagined that the victim in this instance would put down their hatred and join the ranks of the Immortals.

Instead, it was the perpetrators who were trapped in a quagmire, not accepted by the netherworld, and unable to ever escape. 

“Fate is predetermined, and thus, there’s no need for hatred.” was only one sentence, but how difficult was it to follow?

It was only after a long time that someone patted their head, “Wait, what about our main task?”

Thinking of that main task to “protect the villagers”, everyone’s expression was like they had eaten a fly.

When they turned around, they all froze in place. 

Wang Shou, who was still screaming and howling like a ghost a moment ago, was completely stiff with his eyes flipped upward and an unpleasant smell under his crotch.

The old woman didn’t come back to the village to come after their lives.
However, he actually straight-up scared himself to death.

“Pft.”

Everyone else was all staring blankly, yet the white-haired young man wasn’t able to hold back and laughed. 

Zong Jiu truly found it funny.

No one harmed Wang Shou.
It was all self-inflicted.
He straight-up died from fear.
It was truly funny.

The perpetrator ended up harming himself.

He could slander all he wanted.
It wouldn’t affect the other becoming a bodhisattva. 

Zong Jiu was currently squatting in front of the crimson coffin.
One of his hands held the coffin lid while his other hand tried lifting it up.

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But the coffin was too heavy, more so than an ordinary one.
Zong Jiu had enhanced his hand but didn’t enhance his strength.
He tried two times, but it didn’t move the slightest bit.
Thus, he beckoned for Xu Su and Xu Sen, who were behind him, to join him.

 

“Come over here.
Lend a hand.”

It was only then that the other people came back to their senses. 

Cao Hongtao yelled, “What are you guys standing there for? Attack!”

“Don’t worry about it.
Don’t worry about it.
Use more strength.”

Zong Jiu waved his hand without a care, “Zhuge An wouldn’t refuse to help and just watch us die.
And there’s still Anthony anyway.
One’s an S-rank, and one’s an A-rank.
They aren’t trash.
What are you afraid of? Keep raising it.”

Saying so, he actually directed the newcomers to not care about the situation on the other side and continue to focus on the coffin. 

The half-vampire who heard this ground his molars.

Fuck, if it wasn’t for his Lordship’s command, I would’ve——

Although he thought that, he still sucked it up and moved, blocking Cao Hongtao and a few others.

Although Zong Jiu yelled that, his vigilant gaze never left Anthony. 

He really suspected that Anthony ate the wrong medicine.

It was absolutely baffling.
Unless Anthony somehow knew that he helped pull out the puppet strings?

As soon as this idea popped up, it was killed by Zong Jiu.

How was that possible? That idiot didn’t even know he was being controlled.
How could he know that he was saved? 

So… what exactly caused his attitude to change so much?

While Zong Jiu’s thoughts wandered, he suddenly felt the coffin under his hand move.

“Creak——”

He was delighted.
Right when he was preparing to use more strength, he found out something was wrong. 

——This force wasn’t applied from the outside, but from the inside.

Zong Jiu felt his finger suddenly become entangled by multiple strings.
Then a strong force restrained him.
It was unavoidable

 

He thought, Not good.

A second later, all the trainees saw that the coffin lid, which was said to take four or five people to lift up, was suddenly lifted. 

A bloody mouth with fangs seemed to open from within that terrifying darkness, pulling the white-haired youth in.

“Boom——”

Cold wind wailed, and the coffin lid was closed once again.

Everyone else: “……???”