nycdaug Chapter 45 White Statue
Chapter 45 White Statue
Ding Yi wiped the muzzle of the gun, put it back on his waist, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
You want to ask why Ding Yi didn't engage in close combat with Miao Buzhen to test his martial arts skills?
Please, who has ranged weapons and doesn't use melee combat?
This time, after three breaths, a line of text that Ding Yi had been waiting for finally appeared before his eyes.
[Defeat Miao Buzhen, the sorcerer of Qingsi Temple, and gain 21 years and 7 days of lifespan!]
Only after seeing this line of text did Ding Yi relax completely, thinking to himself that this was truly an exhilarating battle, and he had almost been injured!
"Sure enough, besides breaking through evil spirits to gain lifespan, killing these god-worshipping demons can also grant it. In this way, my lifespan is finally approaching sixty years old!"
At this moment, Ding Yizhen felt a sense of exhilaration, as if he had been reborn. His lifespan of more than ten years had made him cautious these past few days, always feeling that he was inferior to others.
But from today onwards, Ding Yi is at least half a normal person!
Thinking of this, Ding Yi's lips curled into a smile. He then took his long sword and quickly went to Miao Buzhen's side to check on her condition.
Miao Buzhen remained motionless at this moment, seemingly already dead.
Ding Yi used his long sword to poke at Miao Buzhen's body, then stabbed him a few more times. After finding no further movement, he squatted down and began to examine Miao's head.
Ding Yi saw it very clearly: Miao Buzhen's hair suddenly grew wildly and could even turn into a shield to defend against attacks; it was simply bizarre.
However, it seems that his evil-repelling talisman was too powerful. Now, the charred corpse has no hair left, and there is even a large charred hole on its chest. The whole body is emitting a pungent burnt smell.
"Good man."
Looking at the corpse before him, Ding Yi was filled with emotion.
Not only did Miao Buzhen provide the idea of going to a martial arts school when I was most confused after entering the city, but now he has also given me 21 years of life. It is no exaggeration to call him a role model.
Ding Yi shook his head and stood up. He then took out the Flowing Sand Map from his pocket, spread it out, and began to look at it by the moonlight.
Sure enough, the original red cross mark had disappeared, which confirmed to Ding Yi that the threat had been eliminated, and a smile finally appeared on his lips.
Then, Ding Yi picked up the oil lamp from the ground, lit it, and walked into the inner bedroom next door.
"There must be a reason why this guy suddenly wanted to kill me. I wonder if I can find any clues."
Ding Yi muttered to himself as he looked around the inner bedroom.
Before long, Ding Yi stood in front of a floor tile in the inner bedroom with a strange expression.
The reason was simple: Ding Yi noticed that the floor tile under his feet was hollow when he tapped it, indicating that there must be something inside.
It has to be said that Miao Buzhen and he really had a connection. Not only did Miao Buzhen help Ding Yi from beginning to end, but they even hid things in almost the same way.
"Looks like I'll have to find a new place to hide things from now on."
Ding Yi shook his head, then squatted down and used his long sword to pick up the stone bricks from a distance.
The expected poison smoke and hidden weapons did not appear, which was to be expected.
After all, hiding things in the bedroom is meant to make them easy to access; if you also set up traps and poisonous smoke, it will only disgust you.
Ding Yi cautiously approached the pit and looked inside, only to find a white statue placed there.
The statue has a face that is neither male nor female, with long hair tied up at the back of the head, and sits on a lotus seat. It is unknown whether it is the face of the Qingsi Goddess worshipped by Qingsi Temple.
"statue?"
Ding Yi was startled, and the words "worshiping gods" instantly popped into his mind.
The gods they worship are the statues of the 108 calamities.
During this time, Ding Yi had also heard that the highest grade of the statues was gold, the lowest grade was white, and in between, there were three colors: purple, jade, and blood, for a total of five types of statues.
The pure white statue in front of him was no different from the god-worshipping statues that Ding Yi had heard about recently. Given Miao Buzhen's identity as a god-worshipper, it was not hard to guess the name of the statue.
"It is said that this thing can give birth to a master of the Fetal Organ Realm with just one, which is equivalent to the Skin Polishing Realm of a martial artist."
Ding Yi stood beside the pit, a question suddenly forming in his mind.
"It seems that the Green Silk Demon in San Gu Fang recently was the work of Miao Buzhen. Every night, Miao Buzhen would take this statue to the target location to release the Green Silk Demon, kill the residents, and then return here."
Ding Yi pondered the course of events, but at the same time, he became increasingly confused.
He didn't know Miao Buzhen's identity, nor did he know that there was a statue of worship buried here. Why did Miao Buzhen suddenly want to kill him?
Undeterred, Ding Yi began searching Miao Buzhen's room again. Finally, he found a letter hidden in the quilt on the bed.
As usual, to prevent the letter from being smeared with poison, Ding Yi tore off a bed sheet and wrapped it around his hand several times before taking the letter into the inner room and reading it by the moonlight.
A moment later, Ding Yi closed the letter expressionlessly, then looked at the charred corpse in the corner and muttered:
“Miao Buzhen, you’re a storyteller, how can you believe those ghost stories from Baiyun Temple?”
This letter was actually unrelated to the information Ding Yi wanted to know, but it was related to another secret.
This letter was written by Baiyun Temple to Qingyun Temple. It stated that Qingyun Temple would cooperate with Baiyun Temple to create some chaos in Qingfeng County, and that once Baiyun Temple's plan succeeded, it would agree to Qingyun Temple's demands.
The envelope was signed by someone named Duji, which sounds like the name of a monk.
Although Ding Yi did not get the answer he wanted, he understood why Miao Buzhen dared to act so recklessly in the outer city.
As for why he wanted to kill him, Ding Yi guessed that Miao Buzhen probably thought he was an outsider and that even if he died, it wouldn't cause much of a reaction, so he targeted him instead.
Shaking his head, Ding Yi folded it up and wrapped it in a sheet. Then he returned to the inner bedroom, chopped the quilt and bed into pieces with a knife, and then overturned the cabinet, pretending to be looking for something.
Finally, Ding Yi used a cloth to carry out the statue, wrapped it in a mattress, and then tidied up the scene to make sure nothing was left behind before quietly leaving with all his belongings.
Although Ding Yi's courtyard was right next door, Ding Yi wasn't foolish enough to climb over the wall to go home. Instead, he followed the path he had come from, stepped onto the roof using the well frame, jumped down from the back, and hurriedly left in the opposite direction from his home.
Half an hour later, Ding Yi, who had circled around the house, quietly arrived at his door. After looking around and finding nothing amiss, he pushed open the door and entered the courtyard.
Back in his cabin, Ding Yi first took off his "night clothes".
Although the ink on it had long since dried, Ding Yi was very satisfied with its performance tonight.
Before entering Miao Buzhen's courtyard, he deliberately wandered around other parts of Sangufang, leaving ink stains on the ground to confuse future investigators.
Although this world lacks cameras and fingerprint recognition, Ding Yi believes that one must be extremely cautious in everything one does, and that necessary deception methods must be in place to ensure that no hidden dangers are left unaddressed.
Ding Yi first took out the letter, lit it with the flame from the lamp, and then threw it on the ground.
After the letter had completely burned to ashes, Ding Yi went to the kitchen, lit firewood in the stove, and then threw the "night clothes" in.
Finally, Ding Yi went to the table, opened the cushion, and revealed the white statue.