Chapter 1880: Believe It or Not

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. If you really don't believe me, then we're leaving." Chen Yu didn't indulge him; whether he came out or not was his own business. If he really didn't come out, it would actually save Chen Yu some trouble, as this wasn't his concern anyway.

"Who are you?" Fatty Cheng was furious. After all, he was a wealthy man, and Chen Yu's attitude made him extremely displeased.

"This is Mr. Chen. I cannot solve your problem. If you want to live the life of a normal person, then you had better have a better attitude toward Mr. Chen. Otherwise, I really won't care about your affairs anymore." Qingfeng frowned, feeling a bit impatient himself.

"Don't... Daoist Qingfeng, I'll open the door, I'll open it right away." Fatty Cheng immediately lost his nerve.

Although they were safe inside, in reality, it was no different from being in prison. He didn't want to live like this for the rest of his life, so helplessly, he had to press the switch for the main gate.

With a rumbling sound, the gate finally opened, and a passageway appeared.

Fatty Cheng still didn't dare to come out, so Chen Yu, Tang Yi, and Qingfeng walked along the passageway to the end.

In front of a door at the end, it was covered with dense red laser lines. The power of these things was comparable to lasers; if one were truly swept by them, they would be sliced directly into two pieces.

Fatty Cheng turned off the laser infrared, then opened the door to welcome Chen Yu and the others inside.

"Daoist Qingfeng, save me." After entering, Fatty Cheng confirmed that Qingfeng and the others were normal people, and only then did he grab Qingfeng's hand, almost on the verge of tears.

"These matters are not my area of expertise. If you really want to save your life, then beg Mr. Chen." Qingfeng shook his head and pointed at Chen Yu.

"Mr... Mr. Chen, save me." Fatty Cheng immediately changed his tune. He said cautiously, "Just now, I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. I didn't know Mr. Chen was a master. I have offended you greatly, I have offended you greatly."

"Alright, stop with the flattery. It looks pretty good here. Even if you didn't come out for ten years, your supplies would be enough." Chen Yu looked around. Even with his extensive experience, he couldn't help but marvel at the Doomsday Fortress this guy had built.

This guy's fortress was cast from fifty-centimeter reinforced concrete, making it extremely sturdy. Furthermore, it was deep underground and equipped with a drainage system and a Geothermal System.

Supplies, fresh water, and everything else were available. Even if they were buried here for ten years, they could still survive.

"My crisis awareness is relatively strong. People nowadays have too much hostility, and the friction between countries is also quite serious. No one can guarantee whether such a day will really come."

Fatty Cheng said humbly, "So we made preparations in advance to guard against things that might happen in the future."

"Not bad, your sense of anxiety is quite high." Chen Yu nodded. He turned around and said, "Since you arrived in Yizhou, have you been to any special places?"

"Special places?" Fatty Cheng was slightly stunned. "What counts as a special place?"

"A graveyard, a Graveyard, or a rather strange funeral," Chen Yu said. "Or perhaps, the Pope's territory."

"Nothing else, but what do you mean by the Pope's territory? Do churches count?" Fatty Cheng was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what Chen Yu meant.

"They count. Do you go to church often?" Chen Yu grasped the key to the problem, combining it with the fact that the Pope's high-level officials were desperately capturing Dark Power.

Therefore, it was not impossible that they were intentionally releasing those things.

"Yes, every time I go to a place, I respect the local faith. In the center of the city in Yizhou, there is a church. Every weekend, I go there to listen to the priest preach." Fatty Cheng nodded heavily.

"That's it then. Your constitution is truly a magnet for darkness." Chen Yu shook his head. "First, you attracted vengeful spirits in the Northeast, and all the way to Yizhou, you ended up being possessed by a Dark Creature from over there."

"If you didn't have something to protect your life on you, your brain would have been gnawed clean by the Dark Creature by now."

"Is... is it that scary?" Fatty Cheng shivered in fear, his legs starting to tremble.

"The consequences would only be more severe than what I said." Chen Yu glanced at him. "However, I am curious about what exactly you are wearing that is so powerful? So many filthy things haven't been able to take your life?"

"It's this. I have a string of Buddhist Beads in my hand, passed down from my ancestors. It is said to be able to ward off evil." Fatty Cheng hurriedly took out a string of Buddhist Beads and handed them to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu took the Buddhist Beads and examined them. He saw eighteen beads, three of which were Sarira left behind after a high monk passed away.

It was no wonder Fatty Cheng could retreat unscathed after encountering so many ruthless characters; it turned out he had this kind of treasure on him. This was a Sarira, after all.

A Sarira is not something just any monk has. The first rigid condition is that they must be a virtuous and accomplished high monk.

Secondly, they must have super-strong strength. Only under various coincidental circumstances, after passing away, would the phenomenon of Sarira occur.

Three Sarira—this could almost be called a rare treasure. Ordinary people could benefit immensely from just one, let alone three together. That was almost invincible.

"Sarira from a high monk's passing. No wonder. If it weren't for this thing, you would have died ten times over." Chen Yu took the Sarira, glanced at it, and then handed it back to him.

"This was passed down by my grandfather. It is very effective. Mr. Chen, I beg you to help me. I really don't want to die. I haven't done anything harmful in my life." Fatty Cheng began to plead. "As long as you can save me, money is not an issue."

"Does my master look like someone who lacks money?" Tang Yi said, somewhat speechless.

"Of course Mr. Chen is not someone who lacks money, but saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. So I beg Mr. Chen to be kind and please save me." Fatty Cheng said, squeezing out a few tears.

"Alright, let's go out." Chen Yu said. "Don't worry, I will protect you."

"Go out now? But there is still a leader-level one outside, watching covetously. If I go out, will it..." Fatty Cheng didn't dare to continue.

"I said I would protect you. If you don't take this step, then stay in here forever." Chen Yu felt speechless; this guy was truly afraid of death to the extreme.

"Alright, I... I'll go out and take a look." Fatty Cheng hesitated for a moment, but decided to go out and take a look. After all, Chen Yu was here now.

Someone whom even Qingfeng bowed down to was definitely not an ordinary person. Besides, he didn't want to stay in here for the rest of his life.

"Let's all go out. With Mr. Chen here, we will definitely be fine." Fatty Cheng waved his hand, calling his family.

A group of people followed Chen Yu out, but just as they reached the entrance, a black shadow flashed by with a 'whoosh'.

Fatty Cheng was startled. The speed of that black shadow just now was too fast. He only felt a blur before his eyes, but he wasn't sure what exactly the thing was.