Chapter 50: My Great-Grandma
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The figures of the man and girl gradually blurred, the scene was like yellowing old photos and gradually faded in color.
A new scene appeared…
A collapsed mountain gate, a shattered pagoda.
The green brick square outside the hall was full of cracks and deep pits. The signboard with four words ‘Daxiong Great Hall” under the eaves was broken, with only half of it left.
Thick smoke billowed in the temple, and the flames licked at the solemn Buddhist temple. A young girl stood proudly on top of the statue of the Buddha, and on the bottom sat an old monk. He was holding the Acalanatha Seal, his appearance dignified and majestic.
“Buddha Head, you don’t want your disciple, but I want my grandson.” The maiden’s roar reverberated in the temple for a long time, and a murderous aura emanated. “If you dare to stop me, I will bathe Lianghua Temple in blood today.”
The old monk opened his eyes, golden light flashing in his pupils, and he conjured seals with his palms.
The roof of the hall collapsed, and a golden Buddha palm fell from the sky and enveloped the maiden.
The scene was torn apart here.
…
Thousands of mountains overlapped, and in the thousands of miles of green, roaring flames encroached and devoured the mountains.
The dying man lay on the scorched land, unable to find an inch of intact skin. Surrounded by enemies, a maiden in a flower dressed stepped in. Where she passed, the people retreated and their swords returned to their sheaths.
The maiden came to him and looked silently at the man whose face was as broken as his body, with only two burning holes as his eyes.
The man heard the movement, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He said in a hoarse voice, “Great-Grandma, are you here?”
The maiden looked at him in silence.
“I’m 32 years old this year. I have lived a long life among your great-grandchildren, haven’t I? At least I’m better than my father who was unlucky, and died before he was 30, leaving me and my mother alone. I’m sorry I couldn’t break all the seals for you.”
The maiden did not speak, and her gaze was sad.
“Actually, I hated you when I was a kid. My dad wouldn’t have died without you, would he? When I grew up, I hated you too. Do you know why I followed Buddha Head as a teacher, it was to alleviate my sexual desires. I meditated every day to brainwash myself: I don’t need women! After a long time, it really took effect and I felt great. I really did not need women and life was full of sunshine…”
“But I also respected you from the bottom of my heart. Other than having the temper of a spoilt brat, putting on airs, your ever-changing mood, being a spendthrift comparable to Empress Cixi… In primary school, you robbed me of my boiled eggs, and in high school you robbed me of walnuts and milk that would nurture my brain… Apart from that, there is nothing wrong with you.”
Great-Grandma was speechless.
“Well, I’m going to die. I’ve been wanting to say something to you. If I don’t say it now, it’s too late.”
The maiden said, “Say it, I’ll listen.”
The man took a deep breath and exhausted all his strength, “Screw your Black Water Spirit Bead, I have not been much of a man in my life.”
A wisp of heroic spirit dissipated with the wind.
In the battle amidst barren mountains, the bloodthirsty monster, Li Wuxiang was surrounded by the world’s heroes and was killed. Evil can never prevail over good and he met his deserved end.
This was a widely-recognized history of the demon descendants community.
The maiden stretched out her slender palm and extracted the bead in his pubic region. The Black Spirit Bead whirled in the air and landed on her palm.
She looked around the mountains, looking at those who attacked openly or behind his back, and declared, “Li Wuxiang is dead. I will seal myself away for 20 years starting from today. The matter of Great Deities Palace ends now. The Li Family still has a son. If anything untoward happens to him, I will destroy the spirit bead, annihilate all of your families, and we will burn together.”
“None of you can escape.”
…
Li Xianyu woke up in a spacious ward, gasping violently. He then subconsciously closed his eyes after opening his eyes with the incandescent lamp overhead.
“You’re awake,” a gentle voice said.
Li Xianyu opened his eyes again and saw an old man with white hair standing by the hospital bed, wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses. His demeanor was more like a professor at a university.
He was stunned for a long time, still unable to remember why he was here.
“Can you remember what happened to yourself before?” the white-haired old man asked.
With a sharp pain in his brain, Li Xianyu remembered before he was in a coma. All kinds of experiences before death, as well as the scene seen in the dream.
“Where’s my great-grandma? I want to see her,” Li Xianyu covered his swollen forehead and said loudly.
“Your great-grandma?” The old man shook his head and asked, “Who is your great-grandma? I haven’t seen her.”
“This is… Baoze Group?” Li Xianyu asked.
The old man nodded, “This is Baoze Group Medical Department. Li Xianyu, how do you feel now?”
Li Xianyu was stunned, “Elder, you know me?”
The old man remarked cryptically, “You’re the most popular meme, it’s hard not to know you, don’t you think so?”
Li Xianyu was speechless.
He did not continue to communicate with the old man, frowning and preoccupied.
If he remembered correctly, he had fallen off the building, and at the moment the gunshot rang, he woke up. The thunderous air explosion broke his eardrums, and the sky was getting farther and farther. Great-Grandma flew down to save him, her expression ferocious and devastated. Li Xianyu reached out his hand as much as he could, but he suddenly lost consciousness and endless darkness came when he held Great-Grandma’s little hand.
Falling from such a high height, I’m not dead yet?
“I… Why am I not dead?” Li Xianyu asked the question in his heart.
The old man was stunned. “You have only suffered a little injury, but San Wu who came back with you was seriously injured. I would like to ask what else happened to all of you. If I remember correctly, you have just joined the company and are only responsible for some trivial supernatural events in Shanghai.”
Just a little injury?
Is my memory jumbled up? Or did Great-Grandma save me at the last minute?
No, even if I didn’t fall to death, my eyes would be blinded by San Wu’s bricks. I still remember that clearly.
“No way. I’m already…… Are you mistaken, or are you hiding something from me? Where is my great-grandma?”
“I’m just a doctor. If you have any questions, I can call Lightning King for you. In fact, he told me to let him know as soon as you wake up.”
Seeing that he was fine, the old man turned and went to the door. Li Xianyu suddenly remembered something and shouted at him.
“Do you know Vice Team Leader Li Shizhen?” he asked.
“He’s my junior,” the old man replied, “What’s the matter?”
Li Xianyu said in reverence, “You are Hua Tuo?!”
“No, I’m Bian Que.”
“Huh?”
“My title as a demon descendant is Bian Que.” The old man smiled and said, “That little girl Mo Fei named it. Li Shizhen is my junior and the vice team leader. The leader’s name is Hua Tuo. They are all downstairs save another dying and wounded person.”
Li Xianyu snarked, “Is there another Sun Simiao?”
The old man was surprised and remarked, “How do you know?”
He was speechless. Not surprising, you should know how weird Mo Fei’s naming skills are when you look at the titles of the big guys in the group.
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