When I finally came to my senses again, I was exhausted and bloody.

My mom died of exhaustion at some point, and her body had been stabbed beyond recognition by me.

The situation was far beyond my ability, and my eyes went black, and I flipped my wrist and stabbed myself with a dagger down the throat.

But before the dagger could touch my skin, I lost control of my body again.

Uncontrollably, I got up from the corpse and walked straight to the side of the coffin, and just as I stood still, the coffin collapsed with a bang, crushing the eyeballs on the ground and slamming the corpse into it.

The passage out of the confined space, which had been blocked by the bottom of the coffin, was revealed.

I lifted my feet and left as soon as the passage appeared, my eyes tingling with tears rolling down my eyes, and my body shaking like chaff.

As I stepped out of the passage, I was greeted by a large stone chamber.

Directly above the stone room, there are seven night pearls embedded in the position of Beidou, exuding a cool white and cold shimmer.

There are many stone statues, either vertical or fallen at the bottom of the stone chamber.

There are three types of stone statues, one is angry, one is upside down and crying, and the other is high-nosed and wide-mouthed grinning.

Some of the statues are broken, and each of them has a corpse.

The angry statues are missing heads, the sad faces are missing feet, and the smiling faces are missing hands.

I walked uncontrollably among the sinister stone statues, echoing with each step.

"This kind of feng shui array for changing the fortune is called the Baishi Tui Flow Bureau, which costs 300 lives. The stone statue with an angry face is a general, the one with a mournful face is the bitter people, and the one who grins is a traitor. One hundred evils will be a hundred bitter people, a hundred traitors, and if you do a good job, you can avoid natural disasters and man-made disasters and ensure a hundred years of success. As I walked, the old chuckle came out of my mouth again.

"You don't deserve to be cruel, you've been tortured and discriminated against since you were a child. ”

"The world is not fair. Some people can take people's lives for luck, and some people's lives are as cheap as ants and can only be slaughtered by others. ”

"You're an ant. ”

"No, you're not even as good as an ant. ”

"Guess how much your life is worth in your mother's eyes?"

The old voice paused here, and my tears came to an abrupt end, and hatred returned to my heart.

Only this time, I don't know who I hate.

What I hate is about the whole world.

As the hatred returned in my heart, I stopped uncontrollably, dragged the missing body from the nearby broken stone statue, and then meticulously dismembered the corpse with a dagger.

Next, I followed the same steps and kept repeating them.

It wasn't until I knew everything about the body's structure that I finally ended the repetitive movements, and uncontrollably began to stab the corpse with a dagger.

The anger in my heart continued to soar, and I couldn't tell whether I was uncontrollable or actively venting my emotions when I continued to stab three corpses in a row.

I don't know exactly how many times I swung my dagger or how many corpses I stabbed.

When I could easily stab a corpse with my eyes closed, the temperature of the stone chamber plummeted.

Men and women on tiptoe appeared all around me, all looking at me with pale faces and disgusted eyes.

Seeing the familiar disgust again, I couldn't help but sneer, and immediately pulled the dagger from the corpse, and pounced on the woman in the shroud who was directly in front of me.

The woman dodged but was slow and didn't fight back, and I plunged the dagger into her heart with ease.

She fell to the ground and scattered, and I turned to kill the one closest to me.

The men and women who appeared continued to attack me, staring at me with disgust in their eyes until I was killed, dodging faster and faster as I attacked them.

When I killed the men and women who had come out in one fell swoop, I collapsed on my stomach in a sweat.

The night pearl on the top of the stone chamber still exudes a cold white and cold shimmer, if you look at my lingering humility and despair from the cold sidelines.

I gasped and stared at the Night Pearl for a long time, and when I closed my eyes again, tears overflowed from the corners of my eyes.

I couldn't tell what it was like in my heart, and I wanted to cry happily, but I pursed my lips tightly, and I was secretly annoyed that tears fell.

I lay still until I had the strength to get up from the ground, and I was able to sit up, and the wind came again.

The sound of the wind, whimpering, like the wild ghosts of all directions crying together.

As the wind burst out, I clearly sensed that something in my body was about to move, and it was gradually about to burst out at any time.

I was at a loss for what to do, so I could only wait in despair to see what happened.

Then, just as the things in my body were about to burst out, there was a faint movement similar to the impact of a copper bell, piercing through the whimpering wind and sending it to my ears.

My body instantly returned to normal, and at the same time, a little monk appeared at the edge of the range that I could only see with my extreme eye.

Unlike other monks who have compassion written on their faces, he is expressionless and indifferent, with a detached and lonely temperament, giving people a sense of remoteness and coldness.

The wide monk's robe on his body was snow-white and not stained with any dust, and the texture seemed to be cotton and linen, but it was neither raw nor cooked hemp.

He walked straight towards me from a distance, unhurried, unhurried, unhurried, but in a few steps he dodged in front of me.

He stopped in front of me, frowned slightly, and bent down to hold out his thin, thin right hand toward me.

The feeling of a drowning man encountering driftwood swelled up in my heart, and I hurriedly raised my hand to hold his hand tightly.

However, just as my fingertips were about to touch his, I lost consciousness in front of my eyes.

By the time I came to consciousness, I was lying on a hotel bed again.

In the dim light, I curled up in my fresh new clothes.

"Awake?" I could barely open my eyes before the familiar old voice burst out from behind me.

My hair stood on end and I turned around quickly, trying to see clearly, who the hell is he?!