Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 121 - 95: Sinister Curse! The Burning Buddhist Sect Scripture! (Seeking First Subscription)_1

Chapter 121: Chapter 95: Sinister Curse! The Burning Buddhist Sect Scripture! (Seeking First Subscription)_1

Blinking, it was already noon the next day.

Despite having had half an evening plus a morning to recover, Yun Jiuqing was still somewhat on edge.

For her to relax so soon...

Was not an easy task.

Last night.

After encountering the strange creature, Yun Jiuqing didn’t even dare take a moment to rest, fearing that some other eerie creature might suddenly appear and snatch away her life in the blink of an eye.

Moreover... after the day broke, they had been on the road for half a day.

She was utterly exhausted.

Constantly yawning.

Yet the vague sense of crisis in her heart forced her to stay alert, forcibly keeping her will in a vigilant, tense state.

Suddenly.

Yun Jiuqing heard someone talking.

It was Monk Zhi Kong speaking.

She heard him say, "Amitabha... Daoist Priest Fan, Donor Yun, there seems to be a village ahead."

A village?

Yun Jiuqing was taken aback.

She lifted her head, stood on her tiptoes, and tried hard to look into the distance. But no matter how she tried, all she could see was Fan Wu’s towering figure ahead of her.

Yun Jiuqing secretly marveled at Daoist Priest Fan’s stature in her heart.

She then trotted to the side of the road, stepped on a rock, and tried her best to peer ahead on tiptoes.

And then.

She saw the village that Monk Zhi Kong was talking about.

"Such a small village," Yun Jiuqing muttered to herself, then suddenly felt something was amiss. She snapped back to reality, her eyes widened, and she couldn’t help exclaiming, "No! No... that’s not right!!"

She immediately shouted, "I was traveling along this official road to Yinghe Prefecture not long ago, how can I have no memory of this village?!"

Fan Wu turned around and looked at her, "You didn’t see this village before going to Yinghe Prefecture?"

Yun Jiuqing nodded vigorously, "I definitely haven’t seen it!!"

The expression on Monk Zhi Kong’s face grew grave as well, "Amitabha... When I was on my way to the city of Yinghe Prefecture, I took a different road. If Donor Yun is not mistaken, then this is indeed strange!"

"Could it be the work of more eerie creatures?" Monk Zhi Kong’s brow knitted tightly as he continued in a deep voice, "Could it be that Witch Immortal again?"

Yun Jiuqing shuddered, "Her again?!" Her whole being went numb, "How can she be so persistent?!"

Thinking of the Black Robed Heretics they encountered during the day yesterday.

And the terrifying creature they had faced last night.

Even though the midday sun was blazing fiercely in the sky, and it was the peak of summer... Yun Jiuqing felt not a trace of the scorching heat, but instead was seized by a bone-chilling cold.

Shuddering with cold!!

"It’s not the Witch Immortal," Fan Wu’s voice suddenly arose. He led Old Blue Ox, independently heading toward the "village" ahead, and said in an untroubled tone, "At least not for now."

"Besides, that’s not really a village, it’s more like a temporary gathering place."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "However, there is the smell of dead bodies."

"Ahead, someone may have died."

Not a village?

Dead bodies?

Upon hearing Fan Wu’s words, Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhi Kong looked at each other.

Because the distance was too great, no matter how much they squinted and strained their eyes, they could only see a faint trace of human activity in the distance, which led Monk Zhi Kong to guess that there was a village ahead.

Yet Daoist Priest Fan was certain it was not a village, but a temporary gathering of people.

But how did Daoist Priest Fan discern that?

Could he see that from such a distance?

And how did Daoist Priest Fan detect... the smell of dead bodies at that place?

The two of them were utterly baffled!

Quite confused and perplexed.

It couldn’t be that Daoist Priest Fan’s vision and sense of smell had far surpassed that of normal people, could it? How many times better than an ordinary person must one be to achieve that?

The myriad of questions popping up in their minds plunged the two of them into endless confusion.

Unfortunately, no one was there to answer their questions.

They also didn’t dare to ask Fan Wu.

Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhi Kong had no choice but to scurry along behind Fan Wu.

There was no helping it.

After all, they had unwittingly provoked an eerie creature known as the "Witch Immortal." With their combined might, if they didn’t follow Daoist Priest Fan... they might not even know how they’d die!

After roughly the time it takes to burn one and a half incense sticks, with their hearts filled with trepidation, Yun Jiuqing finally saw the scene ahead clearly.

Instantly.

She was startled.

Daoist Priest Fan had not been mistaken earlier; ahead was not a village but a temporary gathering place... and moreover, it was filled with people in tattered clothing, all emaciated.

Even having lived for a full eighteen years, Yun Jiuqing had never seen anyone so lean.

The people before her exemplified the phrase "skin and bones" to a T.

The gathering place was made up of roughly a few dozen people.

They had erected little shelters that could hardly provide protection from wind and rain out of branches, thatching, and dry leaves.

In each shelter lay people, one by one.

Yun Jiuqing had not yet fully approached the place when she caught a whiff of the smell of excrement and urine... The odor was quite pungent, but fortunately, she was not particularly sensitive to smells.

After all, the creatures they encountered last night gave off a putrefying stench that induced a visceral disgust...

Which was even more pungent and nauseating than the smell of excrement and urine.

She...

Had gotten used to it!

Yun Jiuqing also noticed, among that group of emaciated people, there were a few young children and infants. Their mothers were feeding them milk, but those women were so frail... did they really have any milk to give?