The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 122 Rescue the distressed
Dawn breaks.

The first rays of sunlight slanted across the sky, falling obliquely on this ancient Jiangnan water town that had been shrouded in gloom for a month.

It also illuminated Wang Wen, who was sitting against a crumbling wall, trembling and breathing heavily.

The fine steel spear that had accompanied him through numerous fierce battles was severely deformed, and it leaned quietly beside him...

"master……"

Hei Erniu carefully made his way through the pile of dried corpses to Wang Wen's side and timidly called out in a low voice.

It rushed back around midnight last night, but the city was filled with ghostly howls and thunderous roars, which sounded like the earth was collapsing, forcing it to wander outside the city for most of the night.

Wang Wen slowly raised his head, looked at him, his dry, chapped lips parted, and he forced a laugh, his voice hoarse, "You're back. Are you tired?"

Black Ox was indeed an ox, but upon hearing his words, it suddenly felt its eyes welling up with tears. It shook its head vigorously: "I'm not tired, how about you?"

"Fortunately."

Wang Wen responded with a smile and a soft voice, but he clearly seemed to be having a lot of difficulty speaking.

Seeing this, Hei Erniu quickly turned his head, used his horns to pick down the water bag and dry food hanging on the saddle, and handed them to Wang Wen.

Wang Wen took the water pouch and dry rations, but his trembling hands couldn't even pull off the soft stopper of the water pouch. In the end, he could only bite the soft stopper with his teeth and pull it off several times with his neck stiff.

Black Ox was anxious, but its four hooves couldn't help, so it could only lie down beside him and act as a cushion.

Wang Wen ate his dry rations with water in small bites, rested for about half an hour, and finally, with the help of Hei Erniu, slowly stood up.

Hei Erniu stood up with him and said in a low voice, "Master, I'll go find you a clean place so you can rest some more."

"We can't rest anymore, we can't rest anymore..."

Wang Wen muttered softly, turning to look in the direction of Changqing Temple... no, it should be the direction of Huangshan Temple: "There are still many things waiting for me to do!"

Seeing this, Hei Erniu quickly lay down again: "Then I'll carry you there."

"okay!"

Wang Wen smiled, picked up his steel gun, and straddled Hei Erniu's back.

Hei Erniu got up and, guided by him, steadily walked towards the Huangshan Temple.

A moment later, a man and an ox entered the dilapidated Huangshan Temple...

Hei Erniu finally glimpsed the intensity of last night's battle from the temple, which was almost completely razed to the ground.

Wang Wen dismounted in front of the dilapidated main hall and slowly walked into it: "Er Niu, go and play by yourself. I'll be busy here for the next few days..."

Hei Erniu looked up at the statue of the deity above the main hall and responded softly.

Wang Wen walked to the shrine, sat cross-legged with his back to the statue, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breathing to restore his magical power while softly reciting the "Supreme Rescue from Suffering Scripture": "At that time, the Heavenly Venerable Who Rescues from Suffering, pervading the ten directions, constantly uses his majestic power to rescue all sentient beings from their delusions..."

As his chanting began, a faint golden light of yin virtue gradually shone behind him, radiating great light.

Before long, wisps of black mist and gray fog began to rise from the ravaged ground. These wisps of black mist and gray fog lingered in the hall, sometimes forming a hideous ghost face, sometimes emitting a few shrill howls, but eventually, under the illumination of that point of Yin Virtue Golden Light, they gradually dissipated like snow melting in spring.

Black Ox, standing outside the main hall, watched this scene with awe and even had the illusion that his master should switch places with the statue on the shrine.

After a long while, it respectfully kowtowed three times to Wang Wen in the main hall, then turned around and found a clean spot around the passageway to lie down and slowly ruminate.

...Wang Wen sat there for seven days and seven nights.

After seven days and seven nights of relentless chanting of the "Supreme Relief from Suffering" to burn away karmic debts, the resentment and anger in the hearts of the more than 40,000 wronged souls suppressed beneath the Taoist temple were finally mostly resolved...

It would be extremely difficult to completely resolve the resentment and anger in the hearts of these unjustly deceased souls. Even if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself were to come, it would be impossible to see any results without hundreds of years.

Otherwise, there would be no great vow and great compassion such as "I will not become a Buddha until hell is emptied".

The power he used to suppress these wronged souls came from the vows they had given him in the fake Buddhist kingdom on the ground. However, the faith in the God of Huangshan had not yet spread, and that vow was nothing more than water without a source or a tree without roots. It would soon be completely exhausted. When the power of the temple to suppress them was lost, these wronged souls would immediately turn into vengeful ghosts.

Now that most of their resentment and anger have been dispelled, these wronged souls are in a stable state. Although they may still turn into vengeful ghosts under external stimulation, at least they will not immediately turn into vengeful ghosts as soon as the suppression is lifted.

This can be considered as removing a huge hidden danger.

Reaching this point is truly no easy feat.

Wang Wen burned over 1,400 points of Yin virtue...

However, he was open-minded and simply considered it as returning the 1,500 points of good karma left to him by the nameless old monk to these wronged souls.

"Erniu."

Wang Wen opened his eyes, looked up at the cloudless blue sky through the shattered dome, calculated the distance Hunkun Zhenren and the others had traveled from Hongzhou, and shouted loudly.

"coming……"

Black Ox rushed into the main hall like a gust of wind. The trinkets hanging on its saddle rattled with its footsteps, much like Wang Wen's old companion from his previous life, which had been with him for over ten years and made noise everywhere except for the stereo.

Wang Wen couldn't help but smile. His old buddy had followed him through wind and rain, traveling all over the country and supporting his family for more than ten years. It had only been involved in a few minor scrapes and accidents. Even when it got older and would pant heavily when climbing hills, it had never abandoned him and his goods halfway.

On the contrary, the young man who took over his job was treated like royalty, but after just over a year, he was fired and brought here...

The smile on Wang Wen's face gradually disappeared. He silently took the water bag and dry food off the ox's back and ate them in small bites.

Hei Erniu looked at him and said, "Master, can we finally take a break now?"

Wang Wen read it in the palace for seven days.

It stood guard outside the palace for seven days.

"I want to rest too..."

Wang Wen rubbed his throbbing temples and sighed softly, "But the work isn't finished yet, I can't rest!"

He had to finish refining the divine palace artifacts and properly settle the more than 40,000 wronged souls underground before Hunkun Zhenren and the others arrived.

Such intense resentment and malevolence could not possibly escape the notice of Master Hunkun and his group.

Once Master Hunkun and his companions discover these wronged souls, it will be difficult for him to properly place them.

The world is a murky place, so we can't afford to lose our identity as the God of Huangshan...

Hei Erniu looked at him with some concern and whispered, "Master, can your body take it?"

Wang Wen grinned, his lips cracked: "Whether you can bear it or not, you still have to bear it..."

(End of this chapter)