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Chapter 221 Breaking In

Ping'er felt as if she had fallen into the deepest nightmare.

She wasn't a local of Shuanghe City. Her grandfather had brought her here to make some money after hearing about an upcoming festival. But after all the hardships of arriving, before she could even catch her breath, her grandfather was spotted by a bald man and arrested by a group of fierce-looking constables. And then, she was never heard from again.

She was a helpless orphan with no skills other than playing the piano. After going hungry for several days, she finally couldn't help but beg a shopkeeper to let her sing for money. However, she was harassed by a hooligan. Fortunately, a kind person came to her aid and saved her from being humiliated.

The kind person then told her that things were not safe in the city and advised her to go further away. But she was still looking for her grandfather, so she decided to wait a while longer.

This wait turned out to be the beginning of a nightmare.

Thinking of this, Ping'er's eyes reddened, and she almost cried again—but she quickly covered her mouth tightly, not making a sound.

Then, she cautiously raised her head and glanced downstairs.

Within her sight, two molten wax-like monsters were wandering aimlessly.

These two were none other than the owners of this inn—

Perhaps it was originally...

Just a few hours ago, Ping'er watched helplessly as they melted into a puddle of mud, coalesced into this twisted shape, and then tore a guest who couldn't escape in time to pieces, which she then devoured.

Ping'er didn't want to become like that, she didn't want to die.

Seeing that the two monsters had already gone down the first floor and were about to go up to the second floor, Ping'er sobbed twice, wiped her eyes, and then tiptoed to the other side.

However, to everyone's surprise, at this crucial moment, she suddenly lost her footing.

—Perhaps because the building was so old, a piece of the wooden plank had been hollowed out by insects. Normally this might not be a problem, but at this moment, it suddenly made a few noises.

The two monsters immediately raised their heads.

Large tears welled up in her eyes instantly, but in this life-or-death situation, she forced them back and ran wildly toward the stairs.

As long as I can get out of this store, as long as I can get out of this store, then I can escape alive!

Fortunately, for some reason, the two monsters didn't rush to give chase, allowing Ping'er to escape safely to the door, where she then desperately pulled open the door—

next moment.

She suddenly froze.

Outside the inn, instead of the hope of escape she had imagined, were even more twisted monsters.

...There are so many, they're almost crowding in.

At the same time, the couple who owned the business behind her also walked slowly towards her with kind but strange smiles.

Grandpa, is Ping'er going to die?
In this desperate situation, she squeezed her eyes shut, hoping that the pain would lessen.
However, the anticipated tearing apart did not occur.

After a long while, she cautiously opened her eyes.

—But all that came into view was a cold glint of sword light.

The monsters that were pressed against the doorway, including those behind them, were all severed at the waist.

Then she saw a figure holding a long sword, with an ordinary face, who at this moment seemed like a savior.

She recognized the person.

It was the young man who had saved her from dire straits before.

At this moment, the weight on her heart was finally lifted, and her vision went black—but the tears that had been accumulating for so long finally welled up.
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The one who tore open that monster was Zhou You.

However, he did not remember the singer he had met once before. After seeing her faint from crying, he immediately called the soldiers behind him and sent her to the previous sentry post.

They had encountered several civilians like this before. Those who could run were told to run out along the path they had fought their way through, while those who couldn't were temporarily watched over by the people guarding the intersection.

Only after finishing this task did Zhou You turn around to look.

Ahead lay another endless sea of ​​monsters, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"Hey Lao Cai, how far have we fought our way out of the city since we entered?"

Cai Yuankui put down the giant bow that was almost smoking, took the wine gourd from his waist, gulped down a few mouthfuls, wiped the wine from his lips, and then spoke.

"Not far, maybe four or five miles—this city's practically a giant outhouse! Stepping on it feels like stepping into a latrine, otherwise we wouldn't be this slow!" "So how many of us are left?"

Cai Yuankui looked around, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

“Aside from those guarding the crossroads, five cavalrymen and sixteen soldiers have now deserted.”

Saying he left the group, the meaning is already self-evident.

Zhou You sighed, then asked.

"How much further do we have to go before we reach the place Zhengde mentioned?"

"It's not far, at most another mile and a half!"

Zhou You nodded and shook off the filth from Duan Xie's clothes.

"Follow me!"

However, after only half a cup of tea...

Two more cavalrymen and seven soldiers deserted.

After a cup of tea.

Four cavalrymen and thirteen soldiers deserted. One of them attempted to desert but was mercilessly shot and killed by Cai Yuankui.

After half a stick of incense.

Nine cavalrymen and thirty-three soldiers deserted, and the entire force had lost more than half its men.

—After an incense stick has burned.

The giant bow was drawn to its fullest extent, and with a thunderous sound, it pierced through the chest of a yaksha.

However, not far away, a soldier whose body had been torn to pieces was being dragged bit by bit into the monster horde, screaming in agony.

"Help me, help me!"

Before he could finish speaking, his colleague immediately struck down, severing the wax figure's hands and the soldier's head at the same time.

Zhou You reached out and wiped the blood from his face. An exaggerated scar started from the corner of his mouth and ended at his neck—a mark left on him by a Buddha with a vajra earlier—and then asked Cai Yuankui again.

"Old Cai, how far are we from the place that Monk Zhengde mentioned?"

"Almost there? We're here!!"

With this liberating shout, Cai Yuankui pulled a small Buddha statue from his pocket and forcefully shoved it into the ground.

All of a sudden.

It seemed as if the faint sound of chanting could be heard in one's ears, like a cool spring in this stinking demonic realm, seeping into one's heart and soul.

But Maitreya, who hadn't looked at them at all, suddenly turned his head. His head, as large as the sun, looked at the tiny crowd and suddenly curved his lips into a smile.

Everyone felt a strange chill rise from the soles of their feet.

That feeling was as if one were being watched by fear itself.

next moment.

Maitreya's mouth opened slightly—

But at the same time, Cai Yuankui's shouts also rang out.

"Taoist Priest!"

"I know!"

With this response, Zhou You also ignited his greatest reliance.

It was none other than the last stick of incense left for Buddha's Birthday!

(End of this chapter)