Chapter 80 Trial

Author: Xianyu Jienan

Chapter 80 Trial

After walking out of the church, another day of prayer began.

Compared with the past, the number of people coming to pray has obviously increased in these days.

Since that day, people have been dying in the whole town.

The remote town was originally very quiet, with few outsiders around except for some traveling merchants.

But recently, due to the successive deaths, the originally peaceful and harmonious town has inevitably experienced panic.

Panic brings faith, and also makes small town residents frequently come to churches to pray in an attempt to gain comfort in this way.

"Now it is said outside that members of the Ten Stars Society have sneaked into the town."

Amu's companions sighed and said, "These are the people who keep killing people."

"Maybe."

Yamu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he sighed.

He carefully looked at the corpses before. Some of them were indeed caused by the Ten Stars Club, but most of them were normal corpses.

Although those corpses had Ten Star marks on them, they did not have that special aura. They should have been deliberately forged by others after killing people to disguise themselves as belonging to the Ten Star Club.

It seems that with the arrival of the Ten Stars Society, the original peaceful atmosphere of the town was disrupted, and the people of the whole town began to become chaotic.

Some thoughts that had been suppressed in the past gradually emerged, causing many accidents.

Either for property, or for women, or for other things

Yamu sighed silently and came to another corpse.

The corpse in front of him is that of a young woman.

The woman's body was intact, except that the two lumps of flesh on her chest had been forcibly cut off, and there were obvious signs of being played with on her lower body.

Behind it is a very rough, obviously disguised ten-star mark, which makes people sigh.

"May you rest in peace in heaven."

Yamu closed his eyes, and the divine power in his body spread, washing away the traces on the corpse.

In this world, there are legends of the dead.

Legend has it that there is an underworld outside the world, which is the destination of all souls.

All living beings, even the lofty gods, will go to the underworld after their death.

There is a superior ruler of the underworld there who will judge all beings who enter it.

At this moment, Yamu can only hope that these innocent people who lost their lives in front of him can enter the underworld and live peacefully there.

However, this is most likely just false.

Even if the underworld really exists, it is not a paradise for these ordinary people.

It is more likely that they will only suffer more severe torture and pain.

Paradise is where the living are, and bad land is where the dead are.

There were many people standing next to the corpse.

These are the relatives and friends of the deceased who came to pray with the corpse at this moment.

"Oh, my poor Mary, how can those sinners have the heart to do this to you when you are so young!"

"Those demons!"

The relatives of the deceased had red eyes and kept laughing and sobbing.

Yamu's eyes turned to focus on the other person.

It was a young man who looked very thin, wearing a linen gown, standing there with the same sad expression at the moment.

"Who are you?" Yamu asked.

"I'm Deli, Mary's best friend during her lifetime."

The young man spoke quickly, perhaps because he was too sad, and his movements seemed a little dazed.

To others, this may seem normal, but to Yamu, it is a redundant action.

On his body, Yamu felt the aura of the deceased, and it was quite deep.

In addition, there is still a profound spiritual imprint left.

That mark belongs to the deceased, and what remains in it is not nostalgia, but despair and resentment.

"Your body is haunted by the thoughts of the deceased."

Yamu said: "It can be seen that the relationship between you and her was indeed very good during her lifetime."

He spoke pointedly, but Nuanfeng in front of him couldn't help but became a little panicked. He quickly waved his hands and said a bunch of things.

Yamu, however, had no intention of listening. He just turned around and walked aside.

After a while, after the others left, he walked out of the church.

"How is the matter going?"

"That woman tastes really good."

"Ah, while she was still alive, I cut off those two pieces of her flesh. The painful sound was really enjoyable. It's a pity that it only happened once."

"Doesn't he have a younger sister? I've long wanted to play with her."

"Find a chance to try it."

"Her sister is not as stubborn as her sister, and she will definitely not dare to tell the truth. I think we can play for a long time."

"Is nothing going to happen?"

"With my uncle here, what are you afraid of?"

There was a burst of whispers.

The sound was actually not loud, but compared to Yamu, whose ears were strengthened in all aspects of his body, he could hear it quite clearly.

He paused, sighed, then walked aside and opened the door.

In the room, three men were standing. They all looked young, almost in their early twenties.

One of them was the young man who had previously prayed for the female corpse in the church and claimed to be his best friend.

They looked at the sudden intrusion of Yamu with a look of astonishment on their faces.

"If I remember correctly, the child's sister seems to be only thirteen years old this year."

Yamu's face was calm and he looked at the three people in front of him quietly.

In the three of them, he felt the familiar spiritual thoughts, which belonged to the previous deceased. That kind of spiritual imprint could be ignored by other people, but it was particularly clear to the mentally strong Yamu.

He didn't say much, he just raised his hand silently.

In his hand, a dagger was taken out, with divine power flickering in it.

"No, no!"

The faces of the three people became extremely ugly: "You can't"

"My father is!"

One of them tried to say something, but before he could finish his words, he was stabbed with a dagger by Yamu.

The poison took effect on his body, causing his whole body to twitch.

This frightened the remaining two people.

Without any hesitation, they turned and ran.

Seriously speaking, on the surface, their physiques are all superior to those of Amu.

After all, Yamu looks like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child from the outside.

But size never means strength.

As a priest, his power is far beyond that of ordinary people.

The two people in front of them clearly knew this, so they had no thoughts or ideas of active confrontation from the beginning.

Unfortunately, although their movements were fast, they were still not as fast as Amu.

The dagger was swung, and both of them were stabbed in an instant.

As long as they are stabbed, the toxin contained in the dagger will make them lose the ability to resist, collapse directly to the ground, and then twitch all over, falling into extreme pain.

To be honest, it was undoubtedly quite painful to fall to the ground and twitch all over like this.

Although he was considered a scumbag to a certain extent, Yamu had no habit of abusing them, so he stepped forward and ended them directly.
To be continued...