The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 219: The Final Explanation and the Return

As Zhang Lemin and his companion entered the cemetery, a chill suddenly ran down their spines.

They exchanged a glance and both saw the tension in each other's eyes, knowing that their feeling was not unfounded.

Glancing at the rows of graves, the two felt an even greater chill.

Suddenly, a flickering flame appeared where their eyes were fixed.

A gust of cold wind made Zhang Leming and his companion shiver.

Only then did the two notice that wisps of black mist were rising from the cemetery, like venomous snakes that had been lurking for a long time, reluctantly surging towards the ever-burning flame.

The black aura grew more and more abundant and denser.

Zhang Lemin and He Chen initially felt an inexplicable sense of irritation.

Later, this agitation turned into rage, and all sorts of bloody and angry images uncontrollably arose in their minds, giving rise to a bloodthirsty desire to kill.

They were so engrossed in their resentment and anger that they didn't see their eyes were bloodshot, or even realize they were being drawn closer and closer to the flickering flames by their resentment.

"Aren't you going to wake up?"

A powerful voice suddenly rang in Zhang Lemin and his companion's minds, startling them awake.

The two looked up and realized that they had unknowingly walked to a position less than ten meters away from the "firelight".

Only then did they realize that the flickering light was coming from a lit candle.

The candle was located under a rain pavilion, surrounded by blood-red runes, which were also painted on the pavilion's pillars.

Behind the candle stood a figure shrouded in a black robe.

The black mist emanating from the cemetery was continuously flowing into the black robe of the man in black.

The black mist was no longer as dense as it had been when they lost their consciousness.

Beside the pavilion, a young man leaning against a pillar was watching the two. His face was covered with pitted wounds, some of which were still bleeding. His eyes were dark and flickered in the dim firelight, making him look eerie and terrifying.

The two men recognized him at a glance as Li Zhen, the one who had summoned them.

Upon seeing Li Zhen, He Chen immediately put on a fawning smile and asked, "I wonder what business the Master has with us?"

"Here's one of you, and one corpse," Li Zhen gestured behind the two men.

He Chen and Zhang Lemin turned around and saw two men lying on the ground.

They exchanged a glance, and then ran in unison to the two people.

He Chen squatted down and slowly turned a man wearing a raincoat over.

This person seems to have some problem with their neck; when their body is halfway turned, the area above their neck does not rotate.

From He Chen's angle, he could already see the pale flesh and bones on the man's neck.

He suppressed his nausea and reached out to flip the man's head over. The first thing he saw was the horrific wound on the man's neck.

The man's neck was reduced to a sliver of skin and flesh, connecting his head to his body. His throat, cervical vertebrae, and even a large amount of flesh had disappeared, leaving only pale bone fragments exposed before He Chen and his companion. Some areas even resembled teeth marks.

This is something that cannot be accomplished by ordinary methods of murder.

If He Chen and his colleague hadn't been experienced police officers, they would probably have been quite frightened by what they saw.

Upon seeing the man's face, He Chen instinctively exclaimed, "Lin Chao!"

He recognized the face immediately; it was Lin Chao, whom they had been tracking for a long time without success!
“It’s him,” Zhang Lemin, who was standing next to him, also said.

Swallowing hard, He Chen turned the person next to him over again.

Seeing that the man's face was the same as the flying head that had been chasing them, the two naturally knew that this must be the person who had used the flying head curse to hunt them down.

The person's eyes were closed, and there was a huge wound on their head; it was unclear whether they were dead or alive.

He Chen ran his hand over the man's neck, then turned and nodded to Zhang Lemin: "Still alive."

Li Zhen said he would give them a person and a corpse, and he was right.

Standing up, He Chen respectfully said to Li Zhen, "Thank you, Master, for bringing this pockmarked man here, so we can report back to our superiors. Otherwise... with so many things happening tonight, we really wouldn't know how to explain ourselves. You've done us a great favor!"

After a moment's hesitation, he asked the question that shared Zhang Lemin's: "But why did the sorcerer hand over Lin Chao... this guy with the broken neck, to us? I'm not saying he shouldn't have... no, we've been tracking this guy for a long time... I mean, is this guy related to what happened last night...?"

Li Zhen naturally knew what he wanted to ask, and interrupted, "That pockmarked man was just an ordinary person in Southeast Asia. His black magic was taught by the man you were tracking named Lin Chao. Your colleague was also killed by him."

"It really is him!" He Chen and Zhang Lemin realized in their hearts.

It turns out they weren't chasing the wrong person after all; the murder of Uncle Biao was indeed related to Lin Chao!

Li Zhen's words answered their biggest question.

After letting the two process this, Li Zhen continued, "The chin of your murdered colleague was probably burned. That was done with the freshest corpse oil he used, and this pockmarked man needs a lot of corpse oil to cultivate the Flying Head Curse."

The thought of their colleague's body being desecrated after his death filled He Chen and Zhang Lemin with a burning hatred for the deceased Lin Chao.

"What does the monk mean...?" He Chen asked cautiously.

The sorcerer before him was too strange and his origins were mysterious, so he was very cautious.

Li Zhen bluntly stated, "You can take the body and the person with you."

He looked at Lin Chao's corpse: "This man killed too many people and was filled with resentment, so I killed him."

After saying that, he looked at the pockmarked man and said, "Although this man looks evil, he hasn't had a chance to kill anyone yet, so I'm leaving him alive for you to use as a token of my satisfaction. I won't concern myself with what happens next; you just need to do one thing for me."

He Chen quickly said, "Master, please give your instructions!"

Li Zhen looked at the cemetery in front of him and instructed, "In a couple of days, after Master Qinghai has recovered somewhat, invite him over and hold the largest possible memorial service here. You can cover the expenses."

Upon hearing this, He Chen and Zhang Lemin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This was an incredibly easy task for them.

He Chen immediately agreed, "Don't worry, Master, we will definitely do as you say."

Li Zhen said meaningfully, "If you don't do things well, they will come after you."

He Chen and Zhang Lemin felt that eerie feeling again, and turned their heads simultaneously. They saw ghostly figures appearing on the graves, all staring at them. He Chen turned to Li Zhen and forced a smile, saying, "Don't worry, Master, we will do as you say!"

Li Zhen nodded, then said to Zhang Lemin, "Your problem is not completely solved yet."

Zhang Lemin was taken aback and said, "This sorcerer has already... has already been arrested, why am I..."

Li Zhen said, "Your biggest problem isn't with this sorcerer. You thought you had safely returned to Hong Kong from Southeast Asia, but you didn't know that you had actually been cursed."

Zhang Lemin felt a chill run down his spine: "What the monk means is..."

“The woman you betrayed has already cast a curse on you, you just didn’t realize it. Judging from your deathly pale face, it shouldn’t be long before the curse takes effect,” Li Zhen said.

Zhang Lemin's expression grew increasingly grim as he listened: "Ali...Ali is also a sorcerer?"

Li Zhen nodded: "That's right, she is a sorcerer."

He Chen shook his head speechlessly: "You dare to mess with women from Southeast Asia? Master, I wonder if the curse on Le Min can be lifted? If it can, please help Le Min?"

Li Zhen said calmly, "The matter here is over, and I will be leaving soon. The talisman array here should be able to temporarily suppress the curse on you. Try to make a copy of it and carry it with you. When that master wakes up, you can ask him to help you think of a solution."

He Chen opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but saw a pair of crimson eyes in his peripheral vision growing larger and larger, making him unable to utter a sound.

Li Zhen turned to look at the vampire in the pavilion.

The process of absorbing the resentment has gone very smoothly and is now in its final stages.

A few minutes later, the vampire shuddered, tilted its head back to inhale the last trace of resentment, and let out a roar.

A powerful aura of death emanated from its body, causing all the ghosts in the cemetery to peek out and look towards the location of the vampire.

Zhang Lemin and his companion, who had been standing still, trembled uncontrollably from the aura of the vampire.

The two had already guessed what this mysterious being who had been following Li Zhen was, and they agreed that this guy might be a shady sorcerer.

Looking at it now, this wasn't a sorcerer at all; he was probably not even human...

Having finished what he needed to do, Li Zhen didn't want to stay any longer, so he packed his things and led the vampires and the others out of the cemetery.

Ghosts crawled out of the graves and bowed down to Li Zhen.

Just as Li Zhen was about to leave the cemetery, the old ghost appeared behind him with several rational ghosts. They bowed to Li Zhen and said, "Thank you for your help, Master. We will never forget what happened today!"

Without turning his head, Li Zhen waved his hand and disappeared into the rainy night with the vampires and others.

After a long time, the ghosts disappeared one after another from the grave.

Only then did He Chen dare to speak: "Sigh, the monk seems to dislike you. It must be related to the trouble you caused in Southeast Asia."

Zhang Lemin was speechless.

He Chen walked towards the rain pavilion: "This monk may have come from Southeast Asia. He might have some connection with the woman you provoked. Fortunately, the monk didn't go too far and left these things behind."

"Let's wait a couple of days until Master Qinghai is better, then we'll ask him for help again. He should be able to solve your problem."

An old voice suddenly came from underground, startling He Chen.

"Don't forget to find someone to perform a ritual to help us pass on to the afterlife, otherwise... you two will be in trouble."

He Chen looked down and saw an old face "embedded" in the stone. He immediately assured him, "Don't worry, don't worry, we will never forget this! We definitely won't!"

……

Li Zhen didn't have much affection for Zhang Lemin, so he naturally wouldn't waste time and energy trying to help him break the banishment. Giving him a reminder was already his best effort.

As for whether Master Qinghai could help Zhang Lemin break the curse, Li Zhen didn't care.

When Li Zhen killed Lin Chao, the runes on his arm signaled that he could return.

Li Zhen closed his eyes, sensed for a moment, and silently said, "Return."

The rainy night distorted into nothingness, and lines of text appeared in Li Zhen's eyes.

You successfully protected the innocent Lin Jiabi and her son, eliminating the source of malice in a short period of time.

[Congratulations, you have obtained a demon statue from the world of "Black Magic". This demon statue has been worshipped by many black magic practitioners for over a hundred years, accumulating a great deal of resentment and malice. It has resonated with the essence of evil and possesses some of the characteristics of evil. Be careful of its backlash if you worship this demon.] (Note: This demon statue and the special Great Black Buddha Mother statue both possess the essence of evil and will attract and repel each other.)
This demon is indeed somewhat special...

Li Zhen carefully read through the explanation, his gaze lingering on the phrase "mutual attraction and mutual repulsion" for quite some time, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

The writing disappeared, and his gaze shifted again, revealing the locust tree, the dilapidated foundation, and the unusual garden once more to Li Zhen.

Nothing has changed here; it's exactly the same as it was before Li Zhen buried himself...

A red-eyed bat flew up from above the banshee's head and hung on the locust tree above Li Zhen's head, letting out a strange cry, as if announcing its arrival to some being in the village.

Rubbing his temples, Li Zhen glanced at the vampires and the like, and finally looked at the large black Buddha statue in front of him.

By now, he has a vague feeling that his consciousness is changing.

This must be the effect of the "Demon of Fate".

Secondly, the yang energy within his body is constantly growing stronger, causing his body to undergo continuous changes.

These are both things that Li Zhen needs to be concerned about, but they are not his biggest concerns.

What he is most concerned about now is what exactly the evil spirit inside the porcelain is.

Lin Chao only knew that the demon was called "Bolahu", but he had no idea what the demon's original form was.

Li Zhen opened the clothes covering the Great Black Buddha Mother and saw that the fusion between the Great Black Buddha Mother and "Pola Hu" had become even deeper.

Strangely, Li Zhen could also clearly sense that the two were mutually repelling.

After sensing each other, both the Great Black Buddha Mother and this Poluohu directed their malice at each other.

This is exactly the same as what was said in the commentary...

Li Zhen reached out and tapped on the cracked porcelain.

Seeing that a piece of porcelain had become loose, he carefully removed the piece, which was about the size of a fingernail.

Beneath the porcelain, Li Zhen saw a patch of brown skin covered in bumps...

(End of this chapter)