Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 370 The World is Cruel

No one wants to experience the separation of life and death, but the soldiers and civilians also know that there is no other way. In order to let their children live well and not have to live in fear all day long, they must send them away.

"Haha, stop crying. It's not a life-and-death separation. In a few years, when the kids grow up and become stronger, they will come back to reunite with you. You should be happy." Heizi, who was standing on the tree canopy, said in a mature manner.

"Yes, yes, Lord Shen Yu is right. The child is going to enjoy himself and listen to the teachings of the God of Reincarnation. There is no need to be so sad. We should be happy." The priest of Chenzi Temple New Village echoed loudly.

"The temple keeper is right. Everyone, hurry up and tell the kids everything. It's getting late. The sooner we get on the road, the safer the kids will be."

"Justice, don't delay, lest something unexpected happen."

Amid the voices of echo and urging, thousands of children bid farewell to their families and relatives, stepped onto the thousand-meter-high clouds, and soared into the sky. Under the escort of the Eagle Guards led by Heizi and the hidden protection of Lei Jiao, they rushed towards the next temple new village.

This is destined to be a microcosm, and separation between life and death will become the norm.

Late at night, everything is quiet, only the stars are twinkling faintly in the sky.

Under this quiet sky, a treasure, the Ghost Cloud Banner, quietly appeared.

The Ghost Cloud Banner was like a huge dark cloud, covering half of the sky. It cruised at high speed in the night sky, carrying an indescribable sense of evil and mystery.

The Ghost Cloud Banner is embroidered with ancient runes and strange patterns.

They shimmered dimly in the moonlight, as if hiding countless pairs of evil eyes.

The flag swayed gently in the wind, emitting a low and long howl, like the whispers of ghosts and gods from ancient times, echoing in the silent night sky.

Nearly three thousand children were sitting on the banner, and their figures were particularly clear under the moonlight.

The children's faces were full of curiosity and surprise, and their eyes were sparkling in the night, like countless little stars gathered together.

They were either sitting or standing, leaning closely against each other, forming a warm picture.

As the Ghost Cloud Banner gradually lowered its altitude, the outline of the river surface began to emerge.

The river is wide and calm. Under the moonlight, it sparkles like a silver ribbon spread across the earth.

On both sides of the river, the trees stood quietly, and their shadows appeared even deeper under the moonlight.

The Ghost Cloud Banner landed on the river without causing any splashes. Instead, it floated steadily on the water like a soft cloud.

The children felt a slight tremor, and then there was silence.

They looked around curiously and saw the crescent moon and stars reflected on the water, forming a perfect mirror image of the scene in the sky, as if they were in a double universe.

In this fantasy world interwoven by water and sky, the children felt an unprecedented surprise and confusion.

The Ghost Cloud Banner floats gently on the water, like a bridge connecting reality and dreams, leading these children onto another path in life.

The sound of "da da da" footsteps was heard, and a white light lit up. It was the Yifeng couple and the temple guards who came to pick up the child.

"Go, from now on you are the children of Forgotten Town." The voice of Leng Zhang Sect rang in the ears of the children, containing some kind of magic, which made the children obey the order, line up in an orderly manner, and walk down the Ghost Cloud Banner in a trance.

"Take the kids to Yixin College for settlement." Yifeng said to the temple guards.

The temple guards nodded, holding lanterns and leading the children who were lining up with dazed eyes, towards Yixin College. Everything happened in silence.

"Will this hurt the kids' souls?" Lin Weiwei looked at Leng Zhang Pai and asked.

"Their souls have been corroded by evil spirits, and they need Xuan Ling to purify them and lead them onto the right path." Leng Zhang Pai said leisurely.

Lin Weiwei couldn't help but sigh when she heard this. The black-robed man in front of her implied that he was definitely injured, but compared to being eroded by ghost energy, it was negligible.

"Liang Shan just sent a message to ask me to tell you that he will not come out to meet you, for fear that he will not be able to help but take action to rescue the evil spirit in the banner." Yifeng said, looking at the evil dark clouds.

"Understood." Leng Zhangpai nodded.

Three thousand children may sound like a lot, but it didn’t take long for them to come down from the Ghost Cloud Banner.

"Why are there no children?" Lin Weiwei noticed the problem and asked with a frown.

"The young children have other places to go," Leng Zhang Pai responded in a low voice.

"You don't want to use young children for experiments, do you?" Yifeng's face changed drastically.

The Leng Zhang Sect did not respond to this, but waved their hands to put away the Ghost Cloud Banner and shot away, leaving behind a sentence: "The world is cruel."

"Damn it!" Lin Weiwei couldn't help but curse inwardly. The answer was obvious.

In the pavilion on Yanfeng, the old patriarch looked at the figure whizzing away, turned to Shang Liangshan and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Xiao Meng will comfort the children, but their memories will be a little incomplete and changed." Shang Liangshan's voice was light, but its meaning was heavy.

"Is there no foolproof solution?"

"No, their souls have been corroded by the ghost energy, so they must give up something." Shang Liangshan shook his head and changed the subject: "However, Xiao Meng will give them all their memories."

The old patriarch understood that this completion was the key and also the means to eliminate ungrateful people.

In fact, this method has long been used on orphans and refugees, but with different intensity.

"Maybe it's a good thing for them." The old patriarch said slowly.

"Subliminal influence may not be good, but it is an indispensable means to survive in troubled times, because only unity can defeat evil."

"That makes a lot of sense." The old patriarch smiled carefreely and let go of the uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Just as the children were being received, a phantom thundercloud slowly descended upon the Wangzi Temple New Village.

There were two thousand children on it, and under the leadership of the soil layer, they entered the Temple New Village for a short rest.

They will later set out on a journey to Zhengzi Temple New Village together with the children from Wangzi Temple New Village.

This is the third stop where the phantom thundercloud lands.

"Haha, I'm so tired." Heizi's voice broke the heavy atmosphere.

And its subsequent behavior left people stunned.

"Haha, come here, brothers, let's eat a ghost beast to replenish our bodies." As soon as the words fell, Heizi threw the ghost beast's corpse to the Eagle Guards who surrounded Haha.

When the ghost beast's corpse entered the entrance, the Eagle Guards showed intoxicated expressions, and finally even the Wolf Guards came running to beg for food.

How can I describe this scene? Well, it’s a bit creepy.

As the morning light comes, everything comes back to life.

When the people who participated in the construction of Yixin Village saw the sudden appearance of three thousand children, they were all stunned.