Chapter 367: Counterattack

Sure enough, Chen Ping had been schemed against back then.

From beginning to end, he was nothing but a pitiful puppet.

He caused such a huge commotion, almost fulfilling someone else's dream of becoming a Buddha or a god.

If it weren't for our intervention, Liu Junyan's flawless planning, Chen Fuying stepping forward, and everyone's coordinated effort, the whole Wufu Town would have been buried with them!

I asked Chen Fuying, "Was the person who calculated Chen Ping's eight characters back then the same as the master who later enlightened him? Do you know that person's title?"

"I don't know if they're the same person," Chen Fuying said, "but it's said that the master who later enlightened him was a high monk with the dharma name Di Lun."

That all lines up now.

I took out the Buddha amulet and showed it to Chen Fuying: "Do you recognize this?"

Chen Fuying examined it carefully, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, and no one has ever mentioned it to me."

We chatted for a while longer, it grew late, and I went back to my room to sleep.

Liu Junyan was hunched over the desk looking at something, holding a brush, occasionally drawing circles.

I walked over and saw it was a brand-new hand-drawn map, covering all of Wufu Town and the Pearl Plate River, extending to Linghai, and then from the Linghai Forbidden Ground side it connected to the new plot we acquired.

Many places were marked by him, and he was immersed in them.

I went over to take a look, but fearing to disturb him, I turned to head back to bed—Liu Junyan suddenly reached out and pulled me back.

I fell onto his lap, annoyed and irritated, and slapped his hand: "What are you doing~"

"Done talking?" Liu Junyan hugged me, resting his head on my shoulder, and asked, "Any new leads?"

I shook my head: "Pretty much what we expected."

Turning to see the map on the table, I asked him, "What are you studying?"

Liu Junyan leaned on me, eyes closed, seeming to ponder something.

I didn't speak again to disturb him, and we just stayed there, quietly leaning on each other, warming each other.

After a long while, Liu Junyan opened his eyes, looked at me, and said, "Xiao Jiu, Wufu Town might be in trouble."

I gasped: "Wasn't something just happened?"

I knew the matter wasn't fully resolved, but the other side had also suffered heavy damage—surely they couldn't recover so quickly to launch another counterattack on Wufu Town, could they?

Liu Junyan shook his head: "I'm not sure yet what will happen, but I know this calamity will surely come to Wufu Town—I'm thinking of a way..."

I raised my hand and gently pressed his temple, soothing him: "Āyàn, don't stay so tense. If the counterattack is destined to come, we'll meet force with force and water with earth—you're not fighting alone; you have all of us."

Liu Junyan hugged me tightly and said, "Mm, if we all work together, we'll surely be able to protect everything before us."

After a pause, he suddenly lifted me onto the bed: "You've been exhausted these two days, right? Go to sleep early tonight; we'll talk about later matters later."

He also got into bed, lay beside me, we were indeed tired, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept; I was awakened by pain.

The area behind my shoulder blade felt like it was on fire, as if someone were constantly drilling a knife into the bone; the pain made me curl up, my teeth chattering, my whole body trembling.

The lights flashed on instantly, Liu Junyan hugged me from behind, and kept asking, "Xiao Jiu, what's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

At that moment I was in so much pain I could barely speak.

Liu Junyan didn't waste words, directly placing his hand on my back, pouring in a steady stream of Qi, and only with difficulty suppressed the pain.

At that moment I was in such pain my face turned ashen, drenched in cold sweat, like I'd just been pulled out of water.

Liu Junyan held me, his voice tight: "Xiao Jiu, don't be afraid, it's alright."

After I finally calmed down, he was about to take me to the Bai Family Clinic.

I grabbed his arm and shook my head: "Āyàn, it's useless—I know what's going on. Shulan said that as my soul consolidates and becomes more substantial, the power that rightfully belongs to me will naturally awaken bit by bit. The pain just now was likely my flesh unable to bear this awakening; aside from Nirvana, there is no other way."

Liu Junyan looked at me, opened his mouth as if to speak, then swallowed the words and asked, "Xiao Jiu, are you ready?"

I shook my head: "Not yet, let's wait a bit longer."

I wrapped my arms around his waist, snuggling into his embrace.

I was also afraid inside.

Nirvana might signify rebirth, but it could also mean death and destruction.

I clung to this embrace before me; unless absolutely necessary, I don't want to face all of that right away.

Strangely, tonight Liu Junyan's chest felt unusually hot.

Just leaning like that for a while, we were both drenched in sweat.

No!

I pulled out my phone and glanced at it—2:30 a. m.

Although summer had begun, the nighttime weather was nowhere near this hot.

What's going on?

Liu Junyan obviously noticed the problem too; we hurriedly got up, changed clothes, and went out.

As it turned out, everyone had been woken by the heat.

Not only our pawnshop, but many households in Wufu Town still had their lights on.

Because of that major incident just now, the townsfolk have become cautious; many can't sleep, yet few are wandering outside.

Hui Moqiong came running from Xijiekou, saw Liu Junyan, and said, "Seventh Lord, it's bad—the bones in the deep ravine suddenly sparked with ghost fire, swiftly sank underground and vanished, the surface temperature keeps rising, subsurface organisms are dying en masse, as if something had sucked them dry…"

Liu Junyan nodded, seeming not surprised.

I suddenly realized: "Āyàn, is this the counterattack you mentioned?"

"Yes." Liu Junyan said, "Chen Ping and the human-skin dolls, etc., were all destroyed; the remaining yin troops in the Pearl Plate River were all led by Zhao Zixun and the Red Flag Child to that ancient battlefield at the entrance of Wufu Town."

Although that ancient battlefield has changed greatly, it has long been occupied by the Red Flag Child and Zhao Zixun, already becoming an excellent corpse-nurturing ground; the yin troops hide there and won't cause trouble.

The other side suffered heavy damage, unwilling to accept it, and intends to use the formation arrays long deployed in and around Wufu Town to drain all the spiritual and earthly energy from this region.

I frowned: "He actually has this kind of capability? What does he intend to do?"

Liu Junyan said: "Wufu Town is not under control, then he will continue to expand downward; if we let him develop and grow, his next target is not Linghai Forbidden Ground, but Huicheng; however, at present, I think the probability of Linghai Forbidden Ground is higher."

In the depths of Linghai Forbidden Ground lies a White Dragon!

I suddenly became nervous: "Āyàn, do you have a countermeasure?"

Before sleep, he must have been thinking about this.

"Yes." Liu Junyan said, "but this method is no different from drinking poison to quench thirst..."