Chapter 440: Chapter 332: The Tragic Situation of Gundo’s Notebook!
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He had been friends with his old buddy for decades and knew his character very well. Since his friend said so, it must be possible.
His grandson, Little Sato… could be saved!
However.
Could things really go as smoothly as he imagined?
The next day.
An old man dressed in a tightly-worn protective suit carried a bag and arrived at the entrance of Uemura’s house, knocking on the door.
Creak-
The door opened.
“Old pal, Little Sato… is in your hands.”
“Uemura Yamasato, don’t worry!”
As they spoke,
The old man who was knocking took out a tightly sealed special protective suit from the bag and carefully put it on Little Sato.
After two months of ferntation, if one went out in the Gundo Honko area without covering their skin, they would be very susceptible to infection.
Uemura Yamasato stood at the door, watching his old friend take Little Sato away, his eyes filled with hope.
Chofu City, eastern suburb!
A Taichu Divine Temple was built here, established back when the Taoist division of the Great Yan Kingdom opened branches overseas.
However.
The Gundo Honko culture is quite unique, as this fascinating land has given birth to as many as eight million gods.
From little insects, rocks, a river or a mountain, even… in recent years, so people have started worshipping nuclear power plants.
The developnt of Taichu Divine Temple was not going smoothly. Even with the help of “jade talisman”, only so elderly people were attracted.
It was because the publicity thods of other temples were more exaggerated, promising things like immortality, never getting sick, getting rich overnight, and so on.
In comparison, the small “jade talisman healing” seed so unnoticeable under the exaggerated publicity of those thods.
However.
At this mont, the Taichu Divine Temple was extrely bustling.
A queue of nearly a kiloter long was lined up at the entrance of the temple, and the end of the line was not visible at all.
The old man held Little Sato and joined the end of the line.
After a full four hours,
The old man’s position had finally advanced to the point where he could see the Taoist temple clearly.
What was surprising was that…in such a long queue, there was no sign of anyone trying to cut in, especially at this critical mont of saving lives.
“In disaster, the quality of people has improved…” The old man held Little Sato in his arms as they squatted on the ground, sighing in his heart.
Just as the thought crossed his mind,
Suddenly.
Several cars bypassed the crowd and parked directly in front of the temple. Soon, dozens of guard team mbers ford an arch and escorted a man in a protective suit into the Taoist temple.
So people wanted to say sothing, but when they saw the real ard guards, they didn’t dare to speak up.
“Damn it…” The old man looked at the weak Little Sato in his arms and then at the privileged person trying to cut in line, and couldn’t help but curse in his heart.
However.
Another surprise happened.
After the privileged person in the full-body protective suit had entered the Taoist temple,
“Ah~…”
“Help (Gundo language)”
At first, several miserable cries rang out, followed by those who had cut in line being thrown out of the temple at an even faster speed.
Thud’
When these guard team mbers hit the ground like dumplings, they had already stopped breathing.
Seeing this scene,
All the people waiting in line couldn’t help but feel both cheered and terrified. After all, it was a ti of peace, and suddenly dozens of people had died. How could they not be fearful?
Soon.
The old man saw an even more surprising scene.
Several young Taoist priests in robes walked out of the Taoist temple, each holding a talisman.
“Fire'”
Faintly, there seed to be a burning sound.
The talismans in the hands of the young Taoist priests turned into countless fire dragons, enveloping the hanging bodies.
Sizzle-
Accompanied by a crackling sound, they eventually turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared from the world.
“Master has commanded, the Main God Taichu has decreed that these people are destined for Hell. Senior Brothers, help open the Gate of the Netherworld!”
One of the older priests said to the others around him.
“Yes, Senior Brother!” the other priests echoed one after another.
Then,
The Senior Brother took out a dark token from his pocket, closed his eyes… and muttered so words.
“Gate of the Netherworld… Open!” The Senior Brother roared suddenly.
Seeing this,
The surrounding priests knew it was ti to take action. They each channeled the mana within their bodies to help the senior brother open the Gate of the Netherworld.
Monts later,
Hum-
A door about two ters in length and width appeared out of thin air.
This door was entirely black and emanated a mysterious and creepy aura, with various mysterious and chilling runes carved on it.
“Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, the Main God Taichu borrows my power, Land of Darkness… co… retrieve… the soul!”
As the last word “soul” fell,
Whoosh-
A cold wind blew past, and the air around the entire Taoist temple dropped several degrees instantly. Even the air itself seed to solidify.
Woo- woo-
Miserable sounds lingered in their ears.
“Arrest Soul Palace’s Bailiff Black, paying respects to the Taoist priests.”
“Arrest Soul Palace’s Bailiff White, paying respects to the Taoist priests.”
A black and a white figure, both wearing tall hats, one holding a funeral stick and the other holding a soul-beating whip, floated in the air.
Under the shining sun.
Such a terrifying scene unfolded before everyone’s eyes.
Seeing this,
“Hiss…”
Many of the patients and their families waiting in line for treatnt gasped in shock, feeling their legs go weak.
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