Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 514 - 92 Execute My Will, Slay the Wicked Demon

Li Mumu wandered between buildings with the aid of the Red String, feeling like a failed man.

She came to the rooftop of an apartment building, a secluded spot with unobstructed views, and bit her fingertip to start writing characters.

In the three thousand worlds, Moha Jiedi, the Bodhisattva who Guides the Dead—

Six eyes opened simultaneously, gazing into the past, present, and future.

The lineage of the Guiding Bodhisattva placed great emphasis on cause and effect but did not shun it like traditional Buddhist teachings, which speak of retributive justice.

After all, the main goal of traditional Buddhist theory on karma was to promote Buddhism, attract followers, and answer the doubts in their hearts.

But the karma theory of the Guiding Bodhisattva was meant to solve practical problems.

These were two different directions.

Traditional religion often likes to guide followers to abandon worldly desires and achieve spiritual fulfillment.

In some ways, this was like sour grapes. If reality couldn’t give you bread, at least you could draw it.

Li Mumu even suspected that this was one of the main reasons the new government abandoned traditional religious beliefs.

The reason few dared to mess with the lineage of the Guiding Bodhisattva was that the Bodhisattva could really follow the thread of cause and effect to smack you down.

But, if you were beaten up too often, people would come up with countermeasures.

As Li Mumu traced the threads of cause and effect to glimpse the past and future, she saw the great battle between the Ma Family and the Demon Fox, saw Old Third Liu sacrifice himself to save her, saw the Ma Family fall into a trap, one by one turned into Human Puppets, and finally disappear behind a majestic, vast curtain of light.

That curtain of light blocked her vision.

So from start to finish, it actually had nothing to do with me?

Li Mumu felt inexplicably bewildered.

The feeling was like suddenly being told by the directorial team to don a Mecha and reshoot hundreds of minutes of footage, then being informed that they were filming ’Thunder God 9’, and you’re just a post-credits Easter egg...

No, that’s not right, I must have looked in the wrong direction.

Li Mumu calmed down and swiftly reflected on herself.

The sudden appearance of Li Lingling could not be for the simple reason of taking her place.

There must have been some detail she had missed.

At this time, the only option was... to call out sincerely in her heart, "Empress, save me!"

In fact, Empress could be abbreviated to just ’Empress’, and she wouldn’t mind at all.

Li Mumu silently chanted the true name of the Guiding Bodhisattva three times in her heart, expressed her doubts, and then reopened her eyes.

Her gaze pierced through the many veils and barriers, returning to that frozen, snow-covered world.

That was a scene she had accidentally glimpsed during the last time-space tidal disturbance.

The woman frozen to death in the snow, the man holding a photograph, the officer in earthy-yellow military uniform...

"Supreme Elder, the Ma Family is finally extinct!"

The man’s ecstatic voice echoed in her ears.

Ah, it was her...

Li Mumu suddenly understood; it was the last member of the Ma Family, the baby still babbling in swaddling clothes.

This was a war that erupted at some point in the future.

Decades later, she had grown up, turned into the image of her mother.

A bullet whizzed past Li Mumu’s ear, and she turned and ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

In a daze, she saw thick black smoke rising in the distance. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

It seemed to be a village, both familiar and strange to her, where she clearly remembered the villagers’ offerings of steaming yellow rice bean buns and fragrant sweet red date cakes during the New Year...

But now all she saw were charred corpses and soldiers venting their bestial lusts.

The fragments of time and space shattered like a Kaleidoscope, then reassembled.

The icy and snowy landscape transformed into a damp sea breeze with a faint hint of fishiness.

She saw the Ma Family’s grandmother’s face, kindly with a touch of seriousness.

The family gathered in the room, silently watching the bloody severed hand before them, which still bore a somewhat familiar white jade bracelet.

This isn’t my hand!

Li Mumu subconsciously wanted to speak, but she only made indistinct noises.

You don’t have to...

Don’t have to what?

Seeing the serious expression on the Ma Family’s grandmother’s face, she fell silent.

This wasn’t Li Mumu’s hand, but it was, after all, the hand of a girl from Ming Country.

It had been cruelly severed for an utterly ridiculous reason.

The red string wrapped around the fingers drifted slowly into the void in the distance.

Li Mumu followed the direction of the red string and saw the girl.

She was just an ordinary girl from a civilian family, who had just finished her school homework, lying on the bed with her eyes open, possibly thinking of something amusing, as a slight smile played on her lips.

However, in the next moment, black-clothed monks and ninjas burst through the door, executing her parents right in front of her, holding her down, chopping off her arm, and twisting her neck.

She was just a scapegoat.

For no reason and without any sin, except because Li Mumu had shown combat capabilities that exceeded those ninjas’ psychological expectations, so they found a random household to serve their purpose...

Li Mumu finally saw the threads of karma that stretched towards herself.

Yet the vision before her did not fade, the red string kept extending.

She saw the frenzied swarm of rats and the man who stood before her.

His name was Old Third Liu, and beyond that, she knew nothing about him, not even why he saved her.

Why?

The flute sound that had controlled the rats ceased, and the swarm dispersed, leaving behind only a small black-furred mouse, whining mournfully in front of Old Third Liu’s mangled body.

Why are you so foolish?

"Why indeed?"

Old Third Liu weakly raised his hand, stroked the little mouse’s head, and could not come up with a reason himself.

He was just a shaman’s apprentice, simply dubbed a shaman, not even close to the Buddha Masters and Taoists in the temples, and the paltry sum he earned could barely make ends meet.

He didn’t even know who the girls he saved today were, only that he was warned by the Immortal Family he served and came to save them, never intending to include his own life in the balance.

What right do you have to be a hero? Are you even worthy?

Old Third Liu couldn’t answer this question – he hadn’t thought it through that much.

"In the past... it wasn’t like this... Now the world is better, everyone can have food... The world the President fought so hard for, we must guard it, we can’t go back... can’t go back..."

He didn’t understand what he was mumbling about, just muttering unclearly and slowly closing his eyes.

A red string slowly rose from his chest, floating in front of Li Mumu.

This wasn’t her karma; he saved her, not because he wanted something in return or owed her anything.

Buddha said, karma revolves, a matter of personal fate.

Li Mumu reached out and gently grasped the red string.

A young girl, an old man, two red strings in her palm slowly woven into an exquisite Concentric Knot.

A gentle voice whispered in her ear, "Have you decided?"

Li Mumu smiled and nodded vigorously.

"Then fulfill my will and eradicate the evil!"