Running A Cemetery in North America-Chapter 398 - 272: Someone Wants to Become Immortal

Chapter 398: Chapter 272: Someone Wants to Become Immortal

’In the year of Kuiwei, the month of Jiayin, the day of Renxu, the eighteenth of the first month’

’Suitable for sacrifices, mourning attire, removing mourning attire, setting nets, groundbreaking, sealing holes, thanking the earth’

’Subway Arson at Great Ball - Accomplished’

...

’In the year of Jiawu, the month of Wuchen, the day of Dingsi, the seventeenth of the third month’

’Suitable for cleaning, house cleaning, marriage engagement, alliance, prayers for blessings, livestock acquisition, sacrifices’

’Sinking of the Siyue - Accomplished’

...

’In the year of Renyin, the month of Gengxu, the day of Yimao, the fifth day of the tenth month’

’Suitable for sacrifices, encoffinment, mourning attire’

’Tread on Taiyuan - Accomplished’

...

’In the year of Jiachen, the month of Bingzi, the day of Dingmao, the twenty-ninth day of the winter month’

’Suitable for sacrifices, road paving, removing mourning attire’

’Plane Crash Explosion - Accomplished’

...

As Gao Enya and Lee Jung-jae flipped through the fragmentary text recorded in the book, their expressions grew increasingly subtle.

Sun Yan, who learned the book’s details from Gao Enya’s mouth, also rubbed his chin in thought.

"Jung-jae bro, what’s going on here? If everything recorded in this book is true, then isn’t it..." Gao Enya said to Lee Jung-jae in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Lee Jung-jae also rubbed his hair with both hands, his expression thrown into chaos.

"Madmen, those madmen at Green Tile Platform actually conspired with Luye Garden to do something so insane, the Eight Western Countries!"

Lee Jung-jae took off his glasses and couldn’t help but curse softly, "Why, why are they doing this."

Sun Yan slowly said, "In my view, someone wants to become an Immortal."

"What?" Gao Enya said, covering her mouth in disbelief, "How can this be!"

"The flag of the Eight Western Countries is the eyeless Taiji symbol, not only are the yin-yang fish eyeless, but there are only four trigrams: Heaven, Earth, Water, Fire. Such trigrams imply all things are incomplete, water and fire are different, wind and thunder unseen, yin and yang unbalanced. Under extreme yin and yang, it is chaotic, but it is also a special feng shui place. If used well, with large sacrifices, perhaps a Human Immortal can be refined."

Sun Yan looked at the dates and times recorded in the book, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile, "Have you noticed, in the Eight Western Countries, every 10 years, a major accident occurs: Water sacrifice - ship sinking, Fire sacrifice - subway, Earth sacrifice - trampling, Heaven sacrifice - airplane.

This should be a long-planned, decades-long hidden grand sacrifice, someone is planning behind the scenes to use the entire Eight Western Countries as a price to help themselves become Immortal!"

Sun Yan’s words were so shocking that Gao Enya was rendered speechless.

This matter is truly terrifying when thought through... the more you think about it, the more you fear.

"It seems Luye Garden has put in a lot of effort behind the scenes, just not sure how far the mastermind’s plan has progressed."

Sun Yan stared at the murals on the wall, muttering to himself.

"Let’s leave here first, take this book with us, we’ll study it more when we return."

Lee Jung-jae put on his glasses, regained his composure, pulled out his phone to photograph every part of the secret chamber, then urged Sun Yan and the others to leave.

No clues related to external evil spirits were found within the entire Luye Garden headquarters.

Accidentally, Sun Yan discovered someone plotting to become Immortal.

Although the national territory of the Eight Western Countries is small, in the East Asia monster realm, it still considered a prominent presence.

But now, someone is planning to perform sacrifices to become Immortal in this country, it’s really hard to accept when you say it.

...

Somewhere in Axe Mountain.

In a house by the seaside, a man was eating instant noodles, his expression full of worry, as if concerned about something.

A scar extending from the corner of his eye to his mouth gave him an exceedingly fierce appearance.

"Exposed, those old guys probably won’t let me off now, Jin Jieye is like a god to them, any threat to Jin Jieye will be eradicated by them. I must prepare."

At this moment, an elderly bald man in monk robes emerged from the house behind.

Spinning his prayer beads, he came to the man’s side and, gazing at the sea, said solemnly, "Venerable’s plan has been executed for so many years, only one step remains to success, yet such a leak occurred at this critical moment, forcing me to end seclusion early because of the situation’s urgency. What were you doing back then."

"I didn’t expect it to turn out like this either. I obviously filled that woman into the cement column, who would have thought she’d be crashed out by someone driving, this is fate, nothing to do with me... Bhikkhu Monk."

The man raised his head, a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"Fate? Only the Venerable can be called fate, who do you think you are, to blame your misstep on fate? Now it’s blown up too much, you must not expose yourself, otherwise, if it affects the Venerable’s plan, you won’t be able to repay even if you fall into the Eighteenth Layer of Hell, I’ve arranged a ship for you to leave Axe Mountain, depart for another country immediately."

The elderly bald monk tossed out a leather bag containing a thick wad of Korean won, looking like tens of thousands of it.

"Bhikkhu Monk, you know the exchange rate in the Eight Western Countries, crossing the border with this little money isn’t easy to handle."

The man glanced at the money in the wallet and shook his head with a smile, his right hand quietly reaching into his chest.

"Not easy to handle? I can tell you, this is the Venerable’s will."

"Screw your Venerable! You call me a Dharma Protector when you need me, and disregard me when you don’t, I’m sick of your hypocritical faces! Since you don’t plan to let me live well, let’s all die together! Even if I’m caught by those people, I’ll drag all you so-called high monks of Luye Garden down with me!"

Suddenly, the man pulled out a dagger from his chest, furiously stabbing at the bald elder.

"Wicked creature, you fell into evil ways, unworthy of being Venerable’s Dharma Protector, today I’ll eliminate you for the Venerable, cleansing your soul, so you may go to Western Heaven’s Paradise after death and start anew."

The elderly bald monk’s eyes suddenly erupted with killing intent.

He revealed a cruel smile, and before the man’s dagger reached him, he directly placed a palm on the top of his head.

Bang!

A burst of golden light erupted from the bald elder’s palm, causing the man’s head to explode the moment it hit.

Brain matter splattered, his entire face in disbelief, dying unwillingly on the ground.

The human skull is incredibly hard, even hitting it with a hammer would only cause some cracks.

Yet this bald elder could shatter an adult’s skull with one palm, this power exceeds normal understanding.

"The Venerable’s power cannot be understood by ordinary mortals like you. Offering your life for the Venerable’s grand plan is your honor."

The bald elder threw out a black pill, and as it landed on the corpse, the entire body was engulfed in roaring flames, enveloping the entire person.

In just a few minutes, the entire body turned into a charred corpse, unrecognizable.

Ensuring no trace was left behind, the bald elder then left.

The next day, outside the house.

Several police cars stopped, and armed officers rushed into the courtyard.

Only to be greeted by a corpse already charred and emitting a pungent odor.

"Not good, the suspect has been silenced, we’re too late." One officer said regretfully.

"It was hard to investigate a connection between the deceased woman and this guy, and now the clue is broken."

"Search around to see if there are any footprints left by the perpetrator."