Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 1102 - 1098
In that small ward, they couldn’t really feel the grayness outside.
Now, standing again in the center of the courtyard, the sky looked as if it was shrouded in Death Energy.
The Daoist Changshan finally had a tangible sense of the current situation.
A belated fear crawled up his scalp, giving him a paralyzing shiver.
He had faced death many times, and just a few days ago, he had been almost tortured to death.
However, the feeling of dying from physical pain was completely different from the fear that arose from the heart.
Just then, the talisman paper pinched in Daoist Changshan’s hand grew slightly hot.
The fear penetrating his heart immediately dissipated.
This discovery jolted Daoist Changshan; it felt as though he had uncovered some secret.
At this moment, he could also hear the voices of others in the clinic.
"What on earth is going on today? It’s already this late, and the sky hasn’t brightened yet."
"I don’t know why, but I feel like something big is about to happen. I’m really anxious."
"Me too. Could it be because I’m too anxious?"
...
Daoist Changshan raised his eyes and glanced again in the direction of the sky.
Then he handed the remaining extra talisman papers to the people in the clinic.
"Take these, and while the sun hasn’t come out again, it’s best not to leave the clinic!"
The old doctor in charge of looking after Daoist Changshan flashed his eyes, took the talisman paper, and promptly agreed.
Although the old doctor was not a Xuanmen person, there is truth to the saying ’old and wise’.
He clearly realized something was wrong earlier than others, especially since quite a few Dark Masters had come knocking.
When he saw the talisman paper given by Daoist Changshan, the old doctor immediately understood.
This was a lifesaving thing given in gratitude for their meticulous care.
Watching Daoist Changshan leaving the clinic, the old doctor turned to look at the people behind him.
"We common folks don’t know what’s happening outside, but to stay alive, it’s most important to follow orders."
The old doctor had considerable authority in the clinic, and as soon as he spoke, everyone nodded quickly.
"Master, don’t worry. I’ll definitely listen. It’s just... it’s just, I want to bring my family over here..."
The old doctor nodded: "You should. Right now, things outside shouldn’t be too bad yet. If you want to bring your family over, hurry up, or else..."
Everyone knew the consequence if it gets any later, even unsaid.
With permission granted, those with families in Lotus City hurried toward their homes.
After leaving the clinic, Daoist Changshan walked toward the streets with the pasted talisman papers to check on their status.
Even now, there were still some pedestrians on the streets.
They had evidently noticed something was off and emerged from their homes or stores.
"It’s this late, and the sky is still so dark. It’s messing up my business!"
"Yeah, normally the sun would be up by now. I had cloth from yesterday waiting to dry in the sun!"
"My home’s got it worse. I told those rural relatives yesterday to send fish and shrimp into the city early.
Yet, here it is this late, and they haven’t delivered. Typical country folks, no sense of time!"
...
Many people were complaining in their hearts, but they had no idea what the lack of sunlight could lead to.
Daoist Changshan quickly reached an intersection and saw the originally pasted talisman papers now faintly resembling engravings.
He reached out, trying to touch the pattern, when a young man beside him grabbed his hand.
"Found you!"
Daoist Changshan: ...
In the hazy environment, others might not see clearly who stood before them.
But being a Dark Master meant not being too limited by this.
The young man who caught Daoist Changshan’s hand also saw his injuries.
"Let go!"
Daoist Changshan’s voice was somewhat distant and indifferent.
The young man had waited hard to catch someone here, so how could he let go?
Not only did he not release, but he also tightened his grip, fearing Daoist Changshan might escape.
"I won’t let go. I’ve finally found you; there’s no way I’m letting you go!"
Daoist Changshan was not a patient person; since the young man didn’t understand human words, he saw no need for politeness.
He instead pushed back.
The wrist firmly grasped by the young man was easily freed.
"If you don’t want to die, get lost!"
The young man looked at his hand in confusion. Wasn’t he supposed to be very skilled in grappling? Why did it suddenly fail?
Now, Daoist Changshan’s cold warning was heard again.
Realization slowly dawned on the young man: he seemed to have been tricked. This was no suspect but a task arranged for him!
’Thump’ - a sound was heard.
The young man knelt unceremoniously.
"Elder, I’m wrong, I really am. I... I’m here to catch those who want to destroy the talisman paper formation, I didn’t know..."
Listening to the young man’s rambling apology, Daoist Changshan squinted his eyes.
"You’re saying someone sent you here?"
At this point, never mind confessing, the young man would offer all his treasures and resources.
Nodding like a bobblehead: "Yes, yes, I heard someone say that these talismans seemed to suppress something.
Someone wants to destroy these talismans to release what was suppressed..."
Daoist Changshan immediately understood: inside Lotus City, there were probably two factions.
One wants to figure out what happened in Lotus City to save it.
The other knows the secret within Lotus City, seeking to break Lord Divine Envoy’s suppression.
Although Daoist Changshan didn’t yet know the hidden details or connections,
it didn’t stop him from guessing that the second group was up to no good.
To achieve their goals, they ignore the entire Lotus City.
Once Lord Divine Envoy’s talisman suppression is destroyed, Lotus City will end up like the annihilated town.
Everyone will die from having their Essence Blood drained by an unknown entity.
Thinking of such a scene, Daoist Changshan felt an overwhelming dread.
