But just then, Han Qianqian stretched out her hand, and a cold gleam flashed. Master Du Mo's arm, the one holding the staff, was severed. Master Du Mo grunted and fell backward. Han Qianqian cackled viciously as she swung her blade.
Master Du Mo collapsed to the ground, unable to fight back.
Seeing this, I had no idea where I found the courage, but I actually rushed inside.
Han Qianqian never expected me to do that. I actually sent her flying when I rammed into her. I hurriedly grabbed Master Du Mo and dragged him toward the back door.
Soon, I struggled to drag Master Du Mo out through the back door. By then, Han Qianqian had caught up, but although she waved her dagger, she couldn't advance another step.
Master Du Mo panted heavily. He looked at me and said, "Why didn't you leave? Why did you save me instead? Don't you know that I wanted to kill you?"
"If I don't enter hell, who will?" I suddenly said as I looked at him.
Master Du Mo froze for a moment, then suddenly laughed bitterly. "Hahaha, I'm a dignified eminent monk, yet in the end, I'm inferior to a young man. How ironic."
I looked ahead. Han Qianqian was exceptionally violent. She waved her dagger, trying to frantically stab Master Du Mo, but she couldn't succeed no matter what she did.
"Master, let's leave quickly. You're seriously injured." I looked at him as I spoke.
"No need. I owe her. Sooner or later, I have to repay that debt." Master Du Mo shook his head and sat on the ground, gazing into the distance. His expression was extremely calm.
I glanced at him, then moved my lips and asked, "Master, why did you try to kill me, only to save me afterward?"
"Because my plan can no longer be carried out. Why implicate an innocent person?" Master Du Mo sighed. He looked at Han Qianqian and said, "I can no longer control her. After years of planning, I still accomplished nothing."
Having said that, he was instead very calm, without the slightest hint of disappointment.
"Master, since you hold compassion in your heart, why did you do something like this?" I asked, puzzled.
"To take revenge on someone." Master Du Mo looked at me, his gaze becoming frank.
"Revenge?" I asked, my face filled with astonishment.
"Yes, revenge. But with my strength, I couldn't take revenge. I could only do it through Han Qianqian," Master Du Mo said.
"What exactly did he do to you that made you hate him so much?" I asked curiously.
"He slaughtered everyone in our temple, including my master." As Master Du Mo said this, a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes before they returned to calm.
"I see." I nodded. As I looked at him, the fear and hatred I had once felt were gone.
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He was a pitiful man too, reduced to this state for the sake of revenge.
"But there's something I'm curious about." I looked at Master Du Mo and hesitated before asking, "Why did your plan fail? Han Qianqian was clearly under your control just now."
"I don't know either, but based on my observations, something major went wrong with my plan. Someone intervened halfway through." Master Du Mo shook his head, his eyes filled with fear. "Just now, I clearly sensed an extremely evil force stopping the Soul Summoning Bell."
"I've never even heard of such an evil force. I can be certain that someone schemed against me!"
I looked at him as violent waves surged through my mind. I couldn't help saying, "So the one who truly released Han Qianqian wasn't you, but the mastermind behind everything!"
"That's right. He released Han Qianqian ahead of time and then began plotting all of this. I was merely his pawn."
"I thought I controlled everything, but in reality, Han Qianqian had long since escaped my control."
"According to my plan, this many people didn't need to die. After being nourished by yin energy for seven years, Han Qianqian would naturally become an extremely ferocious Fierce Ghost. But Han Qianqian, who was released five years early, lost that nourishment. She became more volatile and even more vicious."
"Based on what I observed just now, more than a hundred people have already died here! This will intensify the resentment here and turn this place into a truly sinister land."
"And this is probably the mastermind's true objective. I never imagined that I would be the one schemed against in the end."
Listening to Master Du Mo's self-mocking words, I felt cold all over. Even someone like Master Du Mo had been manipulated in the end. The mastermind was truly terrifying.
"What exactly does the mastermind want to do? Does he want Han Qianqian to kill every one of us?" I looked at him and asked.
"I don't really know what this is all for either." Master Du Mo shook his head in confusion, his gaze filled with thought.
"Master, is there really no way for us to escape?" I looked at him and asked cautiously.
"You have no idea what you're facing!" Master Du Mo looked at me and said seriously, "This place has already become a land of absolute doom. Anyone who touches it will inevitably be cursed and will never be able to leave. Once someone dies here, they will merge into the curse, making it even more terrifying. It will spread terrifying death continuously and curse everyone who enters..."
"So we're doomed?" I looked at him and asked.
"Not necessarily. We only need to find a way to deal with Han Qianqian." By the time Master Du Mo said this, his face had turned deathly pale. He gasped for breath before looking at me and saying, "Han Qianqian died with a grievance and killed thirty-seven people in a fit of rage. But Li Yang, the true culprit, escaped unharmed. That made her extremely vicious."
"If we can dispel her resentment, we might be able to survive."
"How did Li Yang escape Han Qianqian's pursuit?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know that either. He must have used some kind of evil technique." As Master Du Mo said this, his face grew even paler. But he didn't care in the slightest. His eyes already held a hint of release.
Soul Summoning Bell
I looked at Master Du Mo with mixed emotions, fully aware that his injuries were extremely severe and beyond treatment. Perhaps he would die before long.
For some reason, I felt a little sad. I looked at him and asked, "Who is your enemy, Master? If I get the chance, I'll avenge you."
"Haha, you probably can't." Master Du Mo shook his head, his expression cautious. "He's a man more terrifying than a ghost. You're absolutely no match for him. That's why I won't tell you his name."
I looked at Master Du Mo, then at Han Qianqian, and suddenly asked, "Master, do you regret it?"
"I don't. I grew up in a temple, and originally wanted to accompany the Buddha beneath the green lamp for the rest of my life. But who could have imagined that such a tragedy would happen?" As Master Du Mo said this, his eyes filled with sorrow. "My kind master and beloved junior brothers fell one after another."
"From that day on, I swore to Buddha that even if I fell into the Abyss Hell, I would make him pay the price. Unfortunately, I committed so many wrongs, yet I still could never avenge myself."
I nodded, my expression utterly calm. I looked at him and said softly, "You must be tired, Master. It's time to rest."