Fire Monster

Chapter 333 Universal Furnace Ash
It was a quiet night and nothing happened.

Zhao Guanshan is temporarily ahead in the battle. Well, he is not sure whether destiny will vent its anger on those who survived and did not die?

It's like a version of Final Destination.

But should these people die?
Who should die and who should not die? What are the standards and who sets them? How to supervise and enforce them?

There is no answer.

No answer is needed.

Inside the shop, Zhao Guanshan lit another stick of incense in the name of Imperial Master Cheng Muye, and then observed the thick and oppressive aura of death.

As expected, the deathly aura became even stronger.

It seems like a backlash, and also like the situation is out of control.

It is more like putting a constant into a coordinate, which should have a corresponding position. However, due to a change in some trajectory, it not only fails to solve the problem, but instead triggers greater subsequent fluctuations.

That destiny was also looking for the truth. Although it knew for sure that it was Zhao Guanshan who did it, it had no evidence.

What to do if there is no evidence?
Then find it from the source.

Daliang is in danger.

Zhao Guanshan seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes were deep.

There should still be a little bit of ash left on Daliang's body...

All the death energy went to him.

Zhao Guanshan slept soundly that night.

But Daliang had a nightmare all night. In the dream, the black dog kept howling in resentment. So when he woke up, he felt dizzy and felt that something was very wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

While he was sitting on the bed in a daze, his instant messenger rang. He was stunned when he picked it up. His colleague, the one who drove him last night, was found dead at home this morning. His death was miserable and it was not yet certain whether it was homicide.

Daliang didn't know how he got up. At this moment, the first thing he thought of was the howling black dog. Then he thought of the psychic air explosion tragedy that he had prevented last night. He didn't know what the connection was, but his instinct told him that something was wrong, very wrong.

Also, that nightmare that hinted that he would have psychic airburst, was that true?

He clearly felt that it was real, but it turned out to be a nightmare. He was frightened by the nightmare and lost control of his state. His colleague drove for him and he died tragically at home that night. If there is no connection between them, it would be weird.

Without even having time to eat breakfast, Daliang hurried out of the house. He did not go to his colleague's house, but went straight to the alley. He wanted to find the black dog because it had been barking in his dreams all night long. Although he did not believe it, he had to go find it.

The alley was very quiet, everything was going on as usual, the restaurant was still open, the maintenance work on the building was still going on, and on the residential building on the right, the naughty kid was listlessly going to school.

But last night, in his nightmare, there should be no grass growing within a radius of fifty meters around all the people here.

They should have been dead yesterday.

Daliang saved them, but why, why did his colleague die instead?
While thinking, Daliang drove slowly, searching for the shadow of the black dog. Sure enough, he soon found the black dog in the distance, and the black dog turned around and ran away when it saw his car.

Good man, why are you running if you don’t feel guilty!
Daliang drove after it, but the black dog ran to the end of the alley and disappeared into a small vegetable garden.

After parking the car, Daliang wanted to climb in, but his reason made him choose to look for the dog's owner. This must be the dog raised by this family. Well, it was a small restaurant. He remembered that he had a simple meal here a few days ago.

I pushed the door open and walked in. It was very deserted inside, probably because there was no breakfast. I didn't see the old shopkeeper, but a young waiter was diligently wiping the tables and chairs.

Daliang came in with an anxious and depressed mood, but for some reason, the first time he stepped into the shop, he felt a kind of warmth, as if the bright sunshine was shining on his body, warm from body to soul, and his mind suddenly calmed down, as if he could put all his worries behind him.

He even wanted to take a nap here, he didn't know why?
But reason made him sit down and look at the young man, who was also looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Everyone who enters this door is a guest."

"My friend, you seem to be in trouble."

"How do you know? No, you're a restaurant waiter, how could you say these things?" Daliang was surprised and his thinking became more agile.

Zhao Guanshan looked at him and did not answer. He just continued in a calm tone: "You can only stay here for one hour, and then you have to leave. You have to find a way to avoid the death energy. Otherwise, either you will die or the people around you will die. And this situation will get worse and worse, you'd better be mentally prepared."

"Wait, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Daliang frowned and scolded subconsciously, but then he remembered that his colleague died tragically last night. Isn't this exactly what the other party said?

However, he did not rush to ask or question the other party, but asked: "Did you raise that black dog?" "Where is there a black dog? There is no such thing as a nightmare. What you see may not be true, and what you know may also be false. So, what do you want to eat?"

"Nightmare, how do you know I had a nightmare?" Daliang was a little defensive, even in this environment that made him feel very at ease.

"What would you like to eat?" Zhao Guanshan still asked patiently. It was against the rules to go into a restaurant without eating.

"You, I - okay, give me a bowl of porridge, a basket of buns, and two side dishes." Daliang wanted to get angry, but for some reason, this peaceful environment calmed him down.

Zhao Guanshan nodded and went to the kitchen to work. After the food was served, he watched Daliang start to eat. Then he continued to wipe the tables and chairs beside him and said in a low voice: "There has been a lot of dead air generated in this area recently. When dead air entangles some people, accidents will happen and cause deaths. Four cases have occurred in the past month. I think you must have no idea about this."

"After all, this kind of weird and supernatural thing is too absurd, but deaths occur frequently, and the death energy still does not disappear. Instead, it continues to increase and intensify, and finally gathered at the east side of this alley last night..."

At this point, Zhao Guanshan looked at Daliang meaningfully and said, "You can see the death energy. This is probably why you were able to save everyone yesterday evening."

"I can see death energy. What is death energy? Is it the kind of nightmare that can predict death?"

Daliang asked in surprise.

"No, you can see the black dog, that's the dead air."

"No, it's impossible. We all saw the dog last night, and I saw it this morning!"

"Are you sure? Didn't you say that a dog was crushed and then everyone knew it was a dog?" Zhao Guanshan said in a persuasive manner.

Daliang was a little at a loss, with a flash of sadness on his face. If it weren't for the warmth of the ordinary fire, his emotions would have collapsed by now.

"But why did my colleague die? This wasn't an accident, right?"

"Of course not. You saw the death energy and avoided a greater disaster, but the price is that you will be hunted by the death energy. The death energy around you will increase. That's why I said that you can only stay here for one hour every day. This is the only protection I can give you."

"Why, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, and I can't say it, but it's the truth."

"How do I know that this series of deaths was not caused by you?"

Daliang suddenly asked back, this kid is worthy of being chosen by Zhao Guanshan, he can actually ask such a question.

Zhao Guanshan laughed upon hearing this, but did not deny it. "It is true that I have a little bit to do with it, but it is not really my decision. Death exists, just like life and death. When someone is born, someone dies. It's just that something went wrong somewhere along the way."

"So, you can try to report me to your superiors and see if you can change your fate of being hunted by the death energy and then watch your relatives and friends die one by one. Alternatively, you can try to use your talent of being able to see the death energy and hunt it down. By dispersing the uncontrolled free death energy, you can get everything back on track."

"Why should I believe you? Maybe if I put you in jail, everything will be over." Daliang said viciously.

At this moment, I'm afraid that fate is nodding vigorously, you are absolutely right, do it immediately.

But the reason why the fight is called a fight is because it and Zhao Guanshan can only indirectly induce it, but cannot directly participate.

"Sure, you can do that." Zhao Guanshan shook his head indifferently, and sat down leisurely, waiting for Daliang to catch him.

Daliang was silent for a long time, and finally smiled bitterly and said, "Can I eliminate the dead energy?"

"No, the death energy is always there, and deaths are happening all the time, every day, every moment, but that is normal. The death energy will temporarily dissipate as deaths occur. This is a balance, but the death energy in this area is undoubtedly out of control right now."

"Then, what should I do? Are you the legendary Qi Refiner? Living in seclusion here?"

Daliang asked several questions in a row, and he was finally guided onto the right path.

But Zhao Guanshan did not answer. He just returned to the kitchen, took a bag of ash from under the stove and handed it to Daliang.

"If you see that black dog again, sprinkle it with this ashes. Remember, not all black dogs are dead. Don't make the mistake."

"It's that simple?"

"Of course it's not that simple, but I'm not sure whether you can survive today. Remember, when you feel something is wrong, or when you think someone else is wrong, sprinkle some of this ash on them. It may help alleviate the problem."

"In addition, if you are injured, have nightmares, see ghosts, are lost, or want to kill someone, you can sprinkle some of this ashes on yourself."

"Well, can you give me some more?" Daliang was stunned. This thing actually has so many uses.

"Impossible, there is no extra of this stuff. You eliminated a group of abnormal dead energy, and then an extra bag of ash appeared. Eat and have a good rest. I hope to see you tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)