It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

A person walked out of the darkness. The old monk got up to greet him and saw the listless young benefactor as he approached.

His expression immediately changed; he sensed the evil aura emanating from her.

"Young benefactor, please sit down. This old monk will exorcise the evil spirits for you."

Yun Li was momentarily stunned before remembering the wound on her neck that was emitting black smoke.

He sat down on the spot on a fallen, charred tree trunk.

Before dawn, Zhi Du got very close and, with the help of the little moonlight, could see the condition of her wound.

Suddenly, everything became brightly lit.

Looking down, I saw that the young benefactor was holding a super bright flashlight.

Now it's clear; the old monk's head, which was closer to the wound, is now further away.

He took out a stack of talismans from his bag, picked one out and pressed it onto the wound, which made a hissing sound.

Yun Li curiously activated his spiritual power to take a look, and then his eyes were fixed on the talisman.

Metaphysics is truly amazing.

A tattered piece of paper could leave her with such a strange wound, and a talisman could clear the black aura from the wound.

"Old monk, are you Chinese?"

Whether it was because Morita was too weak or Chito was too strong, in just a moment, a talisman cleansed Yun Li of all evil energy.

Upon hearing her question, the old monk who had unveiled the talisman pondered for a moment and replied, "I am from Hong Kong, but my heart is in China."

"Home is where your heart leads you. Do you want to go home?"

Zhidu was taken aback, not understanding what she meant. Before he could figure it out, she said, "I have many ancient Buddhist books. If you want to go home, I will give them all to you."

The old monk now understood what she meant, but...

He walked up to her and stood directly in front of her, shaking his head with a smile. "Young benefactor, Xiangcheng is a wanderer far from home. This old monk will wait for Xiangcheng to return home together."

Yun Li's pupils contracted, then the corners of his mouth turned up.

"You're very kind, Master."

"Hehe..." The old monk's expression changed instantly. He rubbed his hands together and asked cautiously, "Um, could that ancient Buddhist scripture be given to a wanderer who is far from home?"

"No!" Yun Li refused decisively.

The old monk's expression froze. "Why?"

"Because those who are away from home are often not in control of their own lives, they probably wouldn't be able to protect them."

Upon hearing this, the old monk wanted to assure him that he would protect it with his life, but then he thought that his life might not be that tough.

Take the Bijinshan incident for example. He didn't want to get involved at all, but he was forced to come in the end.

"Young benefactor, this old monk is getting old and may not live to see you home. However, I have a disciple named Jingsi, who is only twelve years old this year. If possible, could you give those Buddhist scriptures to him?"

"cannot!"

"Hmm?" Zhi Du was puzzled. "Young benefactor, what is the reason for this?"

"Because I haven't killed all my enemies yet, a person on the path of revenge has no guarantee of their life."

The information Mu Qian provided indicated that there were members of the Min family in two other countries.

If such a huge commotion has been caused in Xiangcheng just because she killed the Min family, then other countries are likely to cause even greater commotion.

She didn't know whether the talented people who came to Xiangcheng were outstanding individuals or just ordinary people.

If someone is exceptional, she can handle it.

But if it's just an ordinary one, then she might encounter someone much stronger.

The statement that "life is not guaranteed" is absolutely true.

Upon hearing her reason, Zhi Du couldn't help but sigh. This time, the young benefactor had stirred up a hornet's nest at Bijin Mountain.

Talented individuals from all over the world will be eyeing her.

Especially killing that vampire, that was the biggest hornet's nest.

After thinking about it, I decided to give her some pointers.

"Young benefactor, the vampire family is very large. The vampire you killed last time was nothing special. The truly powerful ones don't show their faces for a hundred years at a time."

"If you plan to seek revenge in other countries, be careful of vampires."

"No, that's not right. It's not about being careful of vampires, it's about being careful of everyone."

"Powerful vampires have perfect disguises, not only in appearance but also in aura, just like ordinary people."

"You must be very careful of anyone who gets close to you."

Yun Li took these words to heart. "Thank you, Master. I will be careful."

The old monk nodded and smiled with satisfaction. Then he suddenly remembered something and instructed, "Young benefactor, do not use lightning to split the mountain anymore. The formation will be broken within three days. You just need to wait."

Upon hearing this, Yun Li's spirits lifted. "Really?"

"real!"

"Alright, I won't do anything for the next three days."

Although she trusted the old monk, Yun Li wouldn't wait indefinitely. If the formation wasn't broken in three days, she would find another way.

……

The commotion down the mountain was known to everyone on Bijin Mountain. People who were worried about not being able to get down the mountain were no longer worried.

Yesterday during the day, a government insider met with Captain Jiang in front of the barrier.

Captain Jiang then recounted the divination result given by Master Zhidu.

This statement shocked the Hong Kong government. They never imagined that someone would take this opportunity to eliminate all the talented individuals from various countries.

If all the talented and extraordinary people were to encounter trouble in Xiangcheng, then Xiangcheng would inevitably become the target of public criticism.

In order to prevent that person from succeeding, the Xiangcheng government said it would find someone to break the spell as soon as possible.

After listening to Zhi Du's words, Yun Li entered the space and waited patiently for three days.

She was genuinely waiting patiently, but some of the more capable and extraordinary people on the mountain weren't so honest.

Morita had plans to eliminate talented individuals from other countries to make way for his own, and some talented individuals also had similar ideas about eliminating other talented individuals.

However, some of them were not acting for the country, but for their own selfish motives.

The less powerful a person there is in the world, the more valuable they become.

A silent hunt has begun.

"Hey, Vikram, could you make your snake a little smaller?"

Emma woke up at midday and saw the giant python occupying the backyard, looking at it with disgust.

Vikram looked up at Emma, ​​who was standing on the third-floor balcony, and said calmly, "No, Big Black hasn't finished digesting the food he ate yesterday."

Vikram was enraged when he learned yesterday that Morita was plotting against him, and then, in front of many talented people, he made Dahei swallow him whole.

At first, some people accused him of inhumanely harming his companion, but after Emma explained the reason, everyone shut up. They even wanted Big Black to spit the person out so they could vent their anger.

Emma heard what he said, gave the python a look of utter disgust, and stormed out of the room and downstairs.

Upon arriving at the main hall downstairs, one sees the old monk, Wu Yougong, Wenxue Li, and Pastor Zhan.

He strolled downstairs with an air of nonchalance, glancing disdainfully at the group. "Where did the others go?"

Master Zhidu was the kindest, and said with a smile, "Emma, ​​everyone else has gone out."

Emma sat down on the sofa and muttered, "This Bijin Mountain is now completely barren, just a charred mess. It's an eyesore to look at."

"What are you all doing out there?"

All four heard her muttering, but Pastor Zhan, Wu Yougong, and Wenxue Li remained silent.

Master Zhidu replied with concern, "Who knows?"