Chapter 128 (1/2)

Seven was still chanting cale on his face, as if he was beyond everything and feeling nothing Or, his spirit had gone to somewhere else

Like…

… into this painting

Su Bai smiled It could be said to be heartless to smile at this moment, but he knew Seven wouldn't mind, neither would Gyatso or Fatty They wouldn't care about such things

On one hand, it was kind of their unspoken rules that everyone should do whatever he could to get whatever he wanted, and no one should get mad about the consequences because it would be useless

On the other hand, MT 2 was so difficult, it wouldn'tor not

Yes, they were over it Because the further they went, the more helpless and hopeless they became

In the hall, Gyatso fought with an ared to kill him, but couldn't walk after that

In the front yard of the thatch, Fatty seemed to have drawn another thunder and killed all the zombies in the way But this time, the consequence orse and he was stuck into the rocky wall

In fact, they were just doing their best and leaving the rest to fate

Gyatso's legs were pierced together and his only arm was broken, Fatty had to remain alive by Tortoise Breath, and Seven was… like this

The whole team was so close to be wiped out

Su Baiwith an ene a hopeless situation that he was still unaware of his enemy even till now Then as the point of what they had done before?

Su Bai had been feeling depressed ever since he started going up theinto a dangerous trap

The oldwas the one he hadfor, Su Bai was sure about that

But they were in a painting Su Bai couldn't bring the painting to the demon nest, and the mission wouldn't be fulfilled even if he did It couldn't be that siles with his own meat

Su Bai could see that Seven was still struggling

He crouched down by the door, looked around and, at last, stared at Seven's back

Those eagles were getting slower and slower and even began to stagger

To feed eagles with one's own flesh was a classic Buddhist story showing great er because the flesh carried one's consequences[1] with it

The eagles were eating human flesh as well as the person's consequences

Su Bai wasn't thoroughly aware of Buddhis: Seven was the last person to sacrifice his own flesh only to make a show for no one but Su Bai

Just as he had expected, soon, the painting started shaking and became even more vivid

After a little while, the old man reached out his hand to Seven, showed his palain

Seven took a look, then closed his eyes again and shook his head

Then the pal the kid with one hand and a walking stick in the other, and they alking happily in the beautiful natural scenery

Su Bai had considered this old man as a real Taoist master, but after all he had seen, he knew this old ht

Seven sighed and fell onto the ground

Su Bai coughed and tapped Seven's face

”Hey, monk? Monk?”

Seven slightly opened his eyes ”It's over It's all over”

”Don't be so pessiotiable”

Seven shook his head Blood started running out froolden blood— Seven's natal blood

”What can we do next?” Su Bai asked

”Nothing He's not a Taoist or Buddhist He's just a demon that has taken someone else's place” Seven said slowly, ”And noants to steal the achievement”

Demon?

Taken someone else's place?

And this deevity Elixir?

Seven was alive, but he was breathinghis life

Su Bai stood up and walked to the painting

This painting was all they wanted

Now seeing the painting, no one kne to get that kid out to fulfill their task They were only one step froo

The painting shook with a wave appearing on it An old but fair hand reached out to Su Bai:

”Will you co with me?

”In this painting, your life will never end”

The voice was hoary and old, but Su Bai was sure it was the old man he had met But it was lower and colder than last tientle and friendly at all