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

Chapter 693: No Way to Reverse the Situation (3K, plus more)
"Isn't Elena outside the room with father?" Sanjar was startled and asked hurriedly.

Eric didn't care about the crowd and said anxiously, "It's because I'm accompanying my father that I..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"What you mean is, could it be..." Sanjar's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and his voice almost trembled.

Eric looked at Sanjar and wanted to sigh deeply, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and in the end he just nodded helplessly.

Sanjar's whole body suddenly stiffened, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Eric was quick enough to hold him up.

"Sanjar, it's no use, let's go find the temple..." Eric said with a sad face.

Now everyone understood.

"The strange cave... has been opened, right?" Zhong Youzhi spoke first, with a hint of strange expectation in his voice.

Most of the people present were from all walks of life hired by Sanjar. Most of them knew very well what strange diseases meant, and also knew what weirdness and strangeness were.

So when hearing this, some people couldn't help showing panic on their faces, but more people were so excited that they couldn't contain themselves.

For those who roam in the dark, the evil is both a danger and a huge opportunity.

Eric pursed his lips, glanced at everyone, and finally nodded heavily: "Yes, the Trickster has unfolded... Now there is also the magic array of the temple, so it has not been leaked for the time being."

He looked at Sanjar, finally gritted his teeth, and prepared to run towards the temple.

But he was grabbed by Sanjar.

"Are you really willing to see our Father purified like this?"

Eric struggled when he heard this.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and sighed deeply: "I am unwilling... but I am afraid that if I delay any further, something bigger will happen."

Sanjar's expression suddenly froze.

How could he not know? It's just...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but clench my fists.

"Don't worry, your magic circle can last another night." A crisp voice suddenly broke the heavy atmosphere.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and their eyes fell on Liu Sheng who was speaking.

She looked calm and confident, "I understand magic arrays. Don't worry, my judgment won't be wrong."

After that, she took out a piece of jade from her sleeve and handed it to Taibai Sword Immortal, and then instructed: "Use the flying sword to take it in and take a look around."

Taibai Sword Immortal didn't say much. He waved his sword lightly, and the jade piece turned into a ray of light and flew into the house.

After a moment, the jade piece returned, and a deep red light appeared on the surface, dyeing all seven small squares.

Liu Sheng took a look and said calmly, "Extremely dangerous level seven, three levels away from disaster."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd was in an uproar, staring at the jade piece in Liu Sheng's hand and talking endlessly.

"Can you actually detect strange energy like this?"

"It's more convenient than the instruments in the temple!"

"Is this true? Is this kind of thing really accurate?"

Liu Sheng just shrugged and said casually, "Of course my strange aura detector is accurate."

No intention to argue further.

Zhong Youzhi, who had just come from Chang'an, knew very well what this was.

"This is a strange aura detector." He said in a deep voice, looking at Liu Sheng with curiosity, but he could only see a woman with an ordinary appearance and no memorable features.

Sanjar was also knowledgeable, his eyes lit up, and he asked in surprise: "Is this the strange air detector produced by Qingyun Pavilion in Chang'an, Tang Dynasty?"

Liu Sheng also nodded, "I didn't expect you've heard of Qingyun Pavilion."

Sanjar nodded, with a hint of emotion in his tone: "Of course I have heard of it. The recently popular Divine Book Mirage Instrument is from Qingyun Pavilion. If it weren't for this time... something unexpected happened and I had to come back early, I would have wanted to go to Chang'an to purchase a few units and bring them back to Mobei."

Although they were still skeptical about this strange air detector, most people present were naturally panicked after hearing the terrifying level of its strangeness.

Some people knew that they were not strong enough to deal with it, so they chose to retreat quietly in order to save their lives; but many others were ready to fight, with strange lights in their eyes, and it was obvious that this strange level was more to their liking.

They left one after another, and finally there were less than ten people left.

Some people also advised their friends not to be greedy and take risks, as they might lose their lives if an explosion occurred.

Seeing this, the light in Sanjar and Eric's eyes gradually dimmed.

“Is it possible that father…is really dying?” Sanjar clenched his fists.

Eric just shook his head.

"We can help you solve the weirdness in your family, but we can't save your father." Zhong Youzhi said directly.

"It's good enough that you can rescue your sister. What else do you want?"

"Hurry up and do something. Don't let your sister wait too long. She might even lose her life."

These words weighed down Sanjar's head, and he lowered his head. "Is it all just a struggle that I've been running around all day?"

Eric smiled sadly and said nothing. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the desperate night: "They said it couldn't be done, but we didn't say it."

It was that "Miss Ling".

Sanjar looked up suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Taibai Sword Immortal also nodded: "My granddaughter said it's okay, so it's okay."

The people around them just sneered, obviously thinking that these two Tang people who came from nowhere were so ignorant and boastful.

Liu Sheng didn't care at all and continued, "The first thing you need to do now is to get all your family members out of the house."

After hearing this, Eric's face turned pale and he quickly nodded and said, "I understand!"

He hurried into the house and soon came out with his wife and two daughters.

The two little girls were held tightly in their parents' arms, with thick veils on their faces for fear of being contaminated by something unclean.

When they saw the crowd, they bowed stiffly to everyone around them and then hid closely behind their mother.

Liu Sheng glanced at them and thought to himself: [It seems that the Sanjar family is not rich. There is not even a servant in the house. ]

In the cold wind late at night, the little girls huddled in their parents' arms, shivering and yawning sleepily.

"Wow...I want to sleep..." One of them rubbed his eyes, his voice was babyish.

The other little girl glared at her and said with a pout, "Grandpa is almost dying, and you're still sleeping!"

When the little girl in front heard this, her mouth pursed and she was about to cry.

Taibai Sword Immortal chuckled, stroked his beard and said jokingly: "Don't worry, it won't be long before your grandfather gets better."

The little girl widened her eyes when she heard this, stopped crying, and asked in surprise, "Really?"

"Really." Liu Sheng nodded slightly and ordered in a deep voice, "Take the children to the small tavern across the street. It's cold, let them go in to warm up."

Sanjar watched Eric hurriedly taking his wife and daughter to the tavern, and he felt a little relieved. However, when he thought of his old father and sister inside the door, his fragile heart was lifted again.

Old Man Taibai and his granddaughter didn't say much and walked straight to the gate of the house.

"Keep an eye on them and don't let anyone in without permission." Zhong Youzhi folded his arms behind his head and gave the order lazily, then followed the two of them in leisurely.

Seeing this, the remaining six people no longer hesitated and hurriedly filed in, seeing that someone had taken the lead.

……

"Father, can they...really save Grandpa?"

In the tavern, the little girl who had been rubbing her eyes sleepily finally perked up and looked up at Eric with concern.

Eric hesitated: "Maybe..."

"It sounds like you, father, also feel that there is little hope. Why is uncle still so persistent?"

Eric shook his head. "Dinara, some things can't be given up just like that."

"But even the High Priest said he can't be saved..." Dinara pouted again.

Her elder sister Celia hid in her mother's arms. After hearing what her sister said, she said excitedly: "The priest is deliberately dragging it out! They are simply..."

But before she could finish her words, her mother Alia quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Alia lowered her voice and scolded, glancing around the tavern vigilantly.

Although there are not many people here, and those who are really watching are all at the gate of the house, how can such outrageous words be spoken casually?

Eric looked at this scene, sighed heavily, leaned against the table with his back limp, picked up the wine glass, tilted his head back and took a big sip.

Seeing this, Aaliyah couldn't help but said angrily, "You still have the mind to drink at this time?"

“What can I do…I might as well get drunk instead of watching everything become irreversible.” Eric lowered his eyes, his tone full of helplessness.

"Your brother hasn't given up yet! Why did you give up?" Alia asked coldly.

Eric's eyebrows jumped, and he slammed the table and stood up: "That's because he hasn't experienced more than ten days of torture like me!"

"I raise my hopes again and again, only to have them shattered again and again. You don't understand what this feels like!" Eric's face was almost twisted with anger. "This is not your father, so of course you don't understand!"

Aaliyah sneered upon hearing this and responded mercilessly: "Look at you, you are just a replica of your mother!"

Eric was so angry at this that his thick eyebrows almost stood up.

"You have never seen my mother, so why do you say that about me or my mother?"

Alia didn't care. She picked up Dinara who was huddled in her arms in fear, and said calmly:

"You always talk about how bad-tempered your mother is, and always tell me not to be that kind of mother, but what about you? You are that kind of father! You are not as calm and steady as your father at all!"

Eric was stunned, and looked down at his daughters huddled in his wife's arms with terrified looks on their faces. He couldn't help but think of his own childhood - he was like that at that time, huddled in a corner with his knees hugged.

But father’s love is like a mountain, he won’t hug his child easily, so he can only lick his wounds alone.

A sour emotion surged in his heart, his anger gradually died down, and his tone lowered: "Yes, I was wrong."

He lowered his eyes, hiding the fatigue in his eyes, and murmured in a low voice:

"I'm just...really tired."