Chapter 344 - 61_3

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Chapter 344: Chapter 61_3What a pity... Li Zhiyuan felt a profound regret. The ancestors of the Qi family had chosen this place for seclusion chiefly because of the natural interstitial space here. The proficiency that bunch had reached was such that their notes must be exceedingly precious. The method to enter the interstitial space was simple: in the nearby periphery, one only needed to deliberately lower the fire of their own three candles to enter automatically. The latter meant bringing misfortune upon oneself. The exit was located at the Taiji pattern in the ancestral hall. The little girl who followed them on the train inadvertently provided the four of them with the prerequisite to enter, and I, who should have been unaffected, got dragged in due to being too deeply entangled with Xue Liangliang and the others... like the steel pipe in Run Sheng’s hand. However, those ancestors of the Qi family were a bunch of madmen. They damaged their own three lamps without hesitation to study this interstitial space, showing an attitude as if it were honourable to hear the chase and die in the evening. It was no wonder their descendants’ inheritance of skills saw such a sharp decline since the more gifted ones perished sooner. "Brother Runsheng, is the work outside done?" "It’s all taken care of as you asked, but Xiao Yuan, are you alright now?" Sёarch* The NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Obviously, Run Sheng saw the bloodstains remaining on the boy’s face. "No worries, my vision won’t go blind this time." Li Zhiyuan stretched his hand toward the east wall, pointing at a green stone, then pointed at a black stone on the west wall, and was just about to point toward the North wall when... A massive sense of crisis abruptly enveloped Li Zhiyuan. His eyelids began to tremble rapidly, and his heart thudded fiercely. This forced him to lean forward, propping himself up with hands on the ground, kneeling down. He had a premonition that if he really pointed at the red stone on the North wall and told Run Sheng to pry it out and rearrange their positions in sequence, he would undoubtedly befall a disaster. "Xiao Yuan?" Li Zhiyuan stood up, went to the entrance of the hall, picked up a copper sword that Run Sheng had earlier removed from the eaves—this sword, polished to a shine, was faintly reflecting his face in the moonlight. He began to read his own fortune. In a flash, Li Zhiyuan felt a sudden vertigo and fell to the ground. He had once again violated the taboo of divining his own future, but he had no choice but to look. And the result was that his current facial features were far worse... many times worse than what that little girl in red had inflicted on Brother Liangliang and the others. At that time, Brother Liangliang and the others’ faces indicated borrowed life, with an oil-exhausted, lamp-burnt look, while his own now was akin to being detested by gods and ghosts, a "fate worse than death" sort of face reading, where blemishes and deficiencies were all appointed. Why did this happen? "Xiao Yuan, what’s wrong with you?" "Brother Runsheng, I’m fine." Li Zhiyuan broke away from Run Sheng’s support and looked back at the wall. He began to reconsider what would happen if he changed the layout here. First, the corpses underneath the pool would all turn into corpses that rise and attack, swooping into the village to annihilate all the living people here. That didn’t really matter, at least Li Zhiyuan thought so because this was the retribution the village deserved. But... what about afterwards? He had no ability to control those attacking corpses or solve them. If they did not disperse themselves after their vengeance, they would spread to other villages or even towns. By then, a calamity triggered by his hand would be unavoidable. In fact, when the Feng Shui layout here is reversed, the resentment of those attacking corpses would intensify—it’s highly likely they wouldn’t disperse even after slaughtering their enemies, seeing that disaster almost as an ordained eventuality. Is this something that should befall me? Didn’t I do the same in Nantong? Grandmaster did the same, didn’t he? Is it because Grandmaster isn’t here to cover for me anymore? No, the trouble that was caused before was minor skirmishes. This one was too major; even if Grandmaster were here, he wouldn’t be able to cover for it. Li Zhiyuan couldn’t understand why those who rob and kill go unpunished, while he has to bear the sin for taking out evil and seeking retribution? Lifting his head to gaze at the night sky, if it wasn’t for the fact that he couldn’t make a loud noise, Li Zhiyuan really wanted to jump up and curse: What kind of Heavenly Dao is this? "Xiao Yuan, you..." Run Sheng felt too uneasy; Xiao Yuan’s alternating between bleeding, fainting, and emotional agitation made him uneasy. "Brother Runsheng, let me be for a while." "Oh, okay." Run Sheng crouched down in a corner, silently lit some incense, took out the offerings from his pocket, and continued eating. When there’s nothing to do, filling the stomach is never a mistake. Li Zhiyuan sat on the ground with legs spread, his hands clutching the cracks in the bricks underneath him. He was forcing himself to calm down, then he suddenly realized the effect of being calm was too pronounced, forcing him to bow his head again, his face showing pain as he continuously murmured "Alii" to himself, which barely contained the emerging signs of losing control. "Huff... Huff..." Lifting his head again, he took a deep breath. All in all, he was unwilling to avenge the people in the waters below at the cost of his own life. Anyway, the police were going to be alerted by Xue Liangliang, and they would soon mobilize and surround this place, and the sin would be dealt with by the law. If it ends like that, I feel a bit disappointed, a bit unwilling, a bit unsatisfied... A lot of ’bits’ sum up to a more complex mix of emotions. Huh, I’m actually having feelings? For a moment, Li Zhiyuan didn’t know whether he should be happy about it. Although those emotions surged collectively, they began to fade away quickly, at least they had sparked.

Chapter 344 - 61_3

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