Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 155 Saint



Chapter 155 Saint

“Brother Lin, it’s nothing, don’t worry about it.” Sun Ruolan’s voice was calm. “Chen Ergou even helped me mend the wound on my back during the day, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

Sun Ruolan simply loosened her collar and pulled it back slightly, revealing a whole piece of wood-colored back with several newly added wooden nails, which had been neatly polished.

Lin Fan twitched his lips. Daytime is daytime, and nighttime is nighttime. How can they be the same?

However, looking at this back, which resembled a wooden carving, it was indeed different from the previous delicate and exquisite design, and had a strange and eerie feel to it. This was probably the Happy Valley effect that Lin Fan had heard about before.

Sun Ruolan shrugged and put her clothes back on. "Brother Lin is really strange. Doctor Lei said that the world you live in is countless times more prosperous and colorful than this place. But are the people in that world as fierce as you are in treating the difference between men and women?"

Lin Fan didn't know how to answer the question, so he remained silent.

Sun Ruolan stopped mocking Lin Fan and instead answered his previous question, "To be honest, Brother Lin, ever since the incident in Xintai County, I've been thinking about how I can help Adan in some way, so I started chanting sutras again. Sure enough, sincere prayers to the Bodhisattva do have an answer."

“But you know perfectly well that the Bodhisattva is no good,” Lin Fan said, clenching his fist.

Sun Ruolan turned back and smiled at Lin Fan, "So what? Didn't I help out today? If it weren't for this wooden body, I might be dead by now. Brother Lin said before that if I'm alive and the people who wanted to kill me are dead, then it proves that I did the right thing. Isn't that the truth?"

Lin Fan was suddenly speechless, stumped by his own words.

Indeed, if it were him, what would it matter if he made a deal with some evil spirit? As long as he was still himself. At least Lin Fan himself didn't care about such things.

Moreover, Lin Fan had always found Sun Ruolan's wooden body quite useful. Her wooden hand, when cut by an ordinary knife, would only leave a small cut; only a sharp blade like a black knife could sever it completely. Even if severed, it wouldn't bleed or impair her mobility, and Chen Ergou could easily retrace it.

Lin Fan subconsciously touched his fingers. He could barely feel one of his little fingers, and he wasn't even sure if the other two would survive. If only they were made of wood!

So Lin Fan couldn't help but ask, "Miss Sun, if I wanted to turn a part of my body into a mechanism, was that possible?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Ruolan was also taken aback. "Could someone really want to become like this?"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I have one right in front of me, and Miss Sun did it for others, while I am just doing it purely for my own survival."

After careful consideration, Sun Ruolan first advised, "Brother Lin, don't think that becoming like this only has advantages and no disadvantages. First of all, the senses of the mechanism will be much dulled. In other words, after becoming like this, you will no longer know who is touching and who is being touched..."

Sun Ruolan felt that her words were somewhat inappropriate, so she became vague, "It's roughly that you won't feel the softness of fur or the smoothness of porcelain. Secondly, your body will not be as dexterous as before, especially your hands. Doing ordinary things will be fine, but it will probably affect things like writing or painting. The same goes for other parts of your body. For example, your back will become wooden, and bending over will be extremely difficult. The most crucial thing is that I have blessed many people, and I cannot control where the blessing originates. If it starts from the head, there will be a great risk. Brother Lin, you should think it through carefully. Once a blessing is bestowed, there will be no turning back."

Looking into Sun Ruolan's bright, star-like eyes, Lin Fan sighed inwardly, "You say such things, yet you do them."

However, he could only sigh about other people's affairs; what mattered was his own situation.

Lin Fan hesitated for almost a moment, "Compared to increasing the chances of survival, these things are nothing."

Having experienced much, Sun Ruolan nodded in agreement, "It's good that Brother Lin understands."

As she spoke, Sun Ruolan handed Lin Fan a Buddhist scripture and a string of prayer beads. "Brother Lin, I don't know the principle behind it, but even though the Bodhisattva and Mo Tongzi are both dead, I, the 'Holy Maiden,' can still communicate with the 'Bodhisattva.' If you want to turn your body into a mechanism, you can chant scriptures with me every night. As for how effective it will be, that depends on your sincerity."

This thing was exactly the same as the one Lin Fan's mother brought home back then. Lin Fan frowned in disgust as soon as he took it in his hand.

To be honest, Sun Ruolan's words sounded quite like those of a charlatan. If Lin Fan hadn't known the background, he would definitely have thought she was a charlatan who swindled money from her followers. Thinking about it carefully, this world is a mix of truth and falsehood.

Lin Fan pulled himself out of his reverie, opened the scripture, read two pages, and then frowned. "Um, Miss Sun, I don't understand it."

Sun Ruolan wasn't surprised at all. "Brother Lin, don't worry. Just follow me and read it word by word. Actually, it was Third Sister who taught me this way the first time."

Sun Ruolan herself had limited literacy, and as for the Third Sister, she was naturally Ze Zhishan.

However, there was no rush, so Lin Fan went back to the carriage to rest first, and Sun Ruolan also began to pack her things.

Before Lin Fan had even returned to the carriage, he saw orange flames lighting up along the caravan's route.

With a determined look, Lin Fan jumped onto the roof of the car and looked around.

Just then, the caravan's horns sounded.

The caravan naturally had people on night watch, so there was no need for 'fake bodyguards' like Lin Fan. Even the genuine bodyguards from before didn't participate in the night watch; they just slept soundly.

Upon hearing the horn, Lin Fan naturally understood that someone was approaching the caravan. The torches were lit by the caravan guards as a warning, and judging from the number of torches, there were quite a few people approaching.

Was he a petty thief trying to create chaos and steal something, or a bandit intending to plunder? Lin Fan had no idea.

Relying on his exceptional night vision, he quickly spotted the man approaching with a knife in the distance. Before jumping onto the roof of the carriage, Lin Fan had already put on all his gear. Without hesitation, he took out a spider egg, ate it, and then pulled up his trousers, feeling a cool sensation from his lower body upwards.

Regardless of what others thought, Lin Fan genuinely felt that having taken on this escort job, he would at least do his best to protect the people and goods of the caravan, if not risk his life.

With a sudden grab at the large tree beside the man, Lin Fan flew off in that direction in a very strange manner. If the man saw him, he would surely be so frightened that he would freeze in place.

However, it didn't matter that he didn't see this miraculous scene, because Lin Fan's wooden sword seemed to appear out of thin air and flew towards his face.

Before he could even scream, the man's face was smashed open, his eyes and mouth twisted, and he was either dead or alive. But at least he fell asleep immediately and wouldn't wake up for a while.


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