Zombies: Win by lying down and facing the red-clad female ghost, join the chat group

What Cheng Kun wanted to know was mostly the whereabouts of the Dragon-Slaying Saber and his disciple Xie Xun.

Sure enough, Cheng Kun had already posted his question in the chat group.

Cheng Kun: "I want to determine the whereabouts of a person named Xie Xun, my disciple. Here is his birth date and time [Xiong Ba's Exclusive Red Envelope]"

(Xiong Ba received the red envelope)

Ning Chen: "@Xiongba's group has a live streaming function, so let's all broaden our horizons together?"

Xiong Ba: "Hahaha, if the big boss says so, then of course it's possible."

[Chat group notification: Xiong Ba has started a live stream]

The world of wind and clouds.

Xiong Ba, whose aura was no less than that of an emperor, sat upright in the room, facing a man whose face was covered in sores.

Cheng Kun: "This is the first time I've seen Xiong Ba, the leader of the gang. He truly has the face of a great overlord."

Zhao Ling'er: "Brother Ning Chen, that uncle next to him looks really scary."

Li Hanyi: "Could this be the clay bodhisattva that Xiong Ba mentioned?"

Ning Chen: "Yes, he is the clay Buddha."

Ning Zhongze: "Was his appearance natural?"

Ning Chen: "No, it's because I revealed a secret and suffered a backlash; poisonous sores grew on my face."

He must have been living in seclusion, raising a fire monkey to help him absorb the venom from his face, which allowed him to survive.

Now that Xiong Ba has found him again, his current situation is truly like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river, barely able to save himself.

……

Xiong Ba, sitting high above, laughed and said, "Mud Bodhisattva, it's been many years since we last met. How have you been?"

Mud Bodhisattva smiled bitterly: "I've lived in seclusion in the deep mountains for many years, but I never expected to be found by Chief Xiong."

Xiong Ba laughed twice, his eyes filled with disdain: "What use is it if I'm determined to search? No matter how well you hide, it won't make a difference."

A note appeared in Xiong Ba's hand without warning.

It was Xie Xun's birth date and time, which he had just received from the chat group.

He casually tossed the clay Buddha statue to the ground, saying, "Before you help me with the prophecy, first find out where this person is."

The clay bodhisattva gave a bitter smile, knowing that resistance was futile. He was at the mercy of others, and could only agree, reaching out to take the note.

After looking at the birth date and time on the note, he closed his eyes, pressed his fingers on his knuckles, and began to calculate.

Everyone in the chat group witnessed this scene.

Cheng Kun: "You absolutely must figure it out!"

Zhao Ling'er: "It's amazing that you can calculate his whereabouts just from his birth date and time!"

Li Hanyi: "I always felt that things weren't going so smoothly..."

Ning Chen: "Let's take a look first, no rush."

……

The clay bodhisattva's hands moved faster and faster, but his brows furrowed more and more tightly for half an hour.

"Pfft!!"

A mouthful of bright red blood gushed from his mouth, even landing on Xiong Ba's robes.

His eyes reddened, and the sores on his face spread even more: "Impossible, this is impossible!"

This person is still alive!

However, no matter how I calculate it, even if I search the entire land of Kyushu, I cannot find any trace of this person.

The divination indicates that this person possesses a great treasure, but also carries a deep-seated blood feud.

If we were to force a calculation, the day we discover this person's whereabouts would likely be the day of my own demise!

P.S.: Sorry I'm late. I promised ten chapters, and I'll keep my word. Today I'll only post fifteen chapters!

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Chapter 12 Cheng Kun: Xiong Ba, did you pee today? (Requesting data!)

Cheng Kun, who was in the chat group, couldn't help but get excited when he heard what Mud Bodhisattva said.

Cheng Kun: "That's right, you're absolutely right. My disciple is carrying a great treasure, but his whereabouts are currently unknown. Where exactly is he? I beg Chief Xiong to lend me a hand."

The implication is that he would rather die than give up his disciple's whereabouts.

The messages made in the chat group were naturally noticed by Xiong Ba.

Xiong Ba was startled, clearly not expecting that the person Cheng Kun wanted to calculate was so special.

With a wave of his hand, a powerful surge of internal energy flowed continuously into Mud Bodhisattva's body, helping him suppress the spread of the deadly poison in the sores. He said in a deep voice, "Continue the calculations."

The clay bodhisattva naturally dared not resist, and continued to perform the movements, but his face turned red and white in turn, and his body trembled incessantly.

On the other hand, Xiong Ba was also not feeling well, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He gritted his teeth, and with his other hand, he channeled his inner energy and pressed it against the back of the clay bodhisattva.

As time went on, the clay Buddha's condition deteriorated.

Even the boils on his face started to ooze pus, and blood was gushing from all seven orifices.

The clay bodhisattva had disheveled hair, resembling a demon from hell.

He lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "That person is in... a place where the seasons change, where ice and fire rage..."

Before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood surged up his throat; the backlash from Heaven had arrived.

The clay bodhisattva's eyes were wide open, as if it were enduring immense pain. Finally, it let out a muffled groan and fainted.

His once jet-black hair slowly turned yellow and then snow-white.

In an instant, he transformed into a frail and elderly man.

Xiong Ba was as if he had been hit in the chest by a cannonball. His body flew backward a distance of 10 feet and crashed heavily into the wall.

[Xiong Ba's live stream has ended]

The live stream abruptly ended at that moment.

Cheng Kun: "No! No! What kind of riddle is this? What does 'a place where ice and fire meet' mean?"

Zhao Ling'er: "How stupid! It's just a place with ice and fire."

Cheng Kun: "...I am speechless!"

Ning Zhongze: "It seems that the matter involved is too secretive and important, and the backlash from Heaven has made him unable to continue speaking."

Li Shimin: "Even with Xiong Ba's protection, it is still impossible to resist the backlash of Heaven's will. It is truly terrifying."

Golden Wheel Monk: "Could Xiong Ba be dead?"

Xiong Ba: "Pah, pah, pah! Jinlun, don't talk nonsense! I'm alive and well!"

The world of wind and clouds.

"Is this the backlash of the Heavenly Dao? What terrifying power."

Xiong Ba clutched his chest, for even he had been injured by the backlash from the Heavenly Dao, and his vital energy had been greatly depleted.

Return to the chat group.

Xiong Ba: "Cheng Kun, I have already divined the matter I promised you. When will you give me the Illusionary Yin Finger?"

Cheng Kun: "(Question)? Chief Xiong, we agreed that after you help me find out my whereabouts, I will give you the Illusionary Yin Finger."

But now, that Mud Bodhisattva only uttered a vague "land of ice and fire," what kind of explanation is that?

I don't even know if Xie Xun is in the east or the west!

In the end, I didn't get the result I wanted at all, and as for the compensation, it's obviously irrelevant!

Xiong Ba: "? What about all the effort I put into finding the Mud Bodhisattva? What about all the energy I expended to resist the backlash from the Heavenly Dao for him?"

Zhao Ling'er: "(sticking out tongue) You're just unlucky!"

Golden Wheel Dharma King: "Hahaha, insightful."

Xiong Ba: "You two-faced bastard, I XXX (1000 words of profanity omitted)"

Cheng Kun: "We exchanged money for goods, and everyone in the group is a witness. Why are you getting so worked up?"

……

Ning Chen looked at the group chat and saw Xiong Ba and Cheng Kun exchanging passionate insults, spewing profanities.

The area of ​​effect (AOE) is so wide that even the opponent's dog will get a few insults...

The world of fairy sword.

Zhao Ling'er was soaking in the hot spring, leaning comfortably against the rock wall, her little feet sticking out of the water and swinging wildly, laughing heartily.