The Most Random System-Chapter 754 - 378: Shan Qing Never Expected to Face Such a Calamity After Death in the Modern Era (Part 3)

If only we had steamed lamb buns, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, grilled pork, grilled duck... to eat during such an exciting moment.

Iron rod and hand bone clashed and collided under the moonlight!

"Crack!"

However, there was no expected standstill, nor any spark flying. In the astonished gaze of Lin Li and Zhao Nan—

The hand bone broke.

The shattered two segments of the hand bone flew off, and the end that was away from Lin Li's hand, under Qin Jun's strike, traced an arc in the air and landed on the ground.

Silence.

For a moment, both Lin Li and Qin Jun remained motionless.

"Did I win?"

Qin Jun froze in place, looking in disbelief at his iron rod and the broken bone in the distance. He then surveyed the surroundings for the audience, Zhao Nan, raising his voice like someone excitedly announcing an achievement:

"Did I win? Holy shit? I won!"

Zhao Nan did not echo his sentiments; he seemed somewhat regretful, his gaze following the half piece of bone on the ground.

How could this happen?

The Black Silk Hero shouldn't have lost in such a duel! Could Qin Jun really be the movie's protagonist?

The Black Silk Hero charged with familial bonds, and yet he lost? Damn it! Whoever wrote the film script, both the director and screenwriter should hold a premiere on the highway.

"Gran-pa Shan-Qing!"

A heart-wrenching howl resonated across the clearing, overshadowing Qin Jun's joy.

Lin Li suddenly rushed towards the half piece of broken bone.

He tremblingly lifted the shattered bone, his voice filled with sobs:

"Why... Why did something go wrong with the Requiem technique..."

"Could it be that Grandpa Shanqing, your soul is still not at peace..."

"Things like this, supplements..."

Gazing at the defeated and despairing Lin Li kneeling in sorrow, Qin Jun, who was previously boasting with people nearby, froze at first, then gripped the steel rod tight, held his breath, and walked toward Lin Li's back.

His eyes were filled with excitement.

A great chance! A truly golden opportunity!

"Black Silk Hero! Qin Jun is going to ambush you!" Zhao Nan quickly warned him upon realizing, despite Qin Jun's fierce glance back at him, he did not stop urging.

Nonetheless, the Black Silk Hero seemed not to hear, still holding the bone, sobbing.

Qin Jun, seeing this, ignored Zhao Nan and continued moving forward cautiously.

Revenge!

"Black Silk Hero! Wake up! Stop mourning over the past!"

"Revive! Grandpa Shanqing wouldn't want to see you like this too!"

Zhao Nan shouted until hoarse.

He now felt as if he had returned to witnessing the moment Ultraman Tiga turned to stone in his childhood.

Back then, Zhao Nan wished he could lend his light to Ultraman Tiga. Now, Zhao Nan hoped he could lend the Black Silk Hero his family's treasured salty fish college girl boots, that had walked thirty kilometers, and were sealed in packaging, to keep their original taste.

He didn't want to see the Black Silk Hero fall like this.

Nonetheless, it seemed in vain, as the Black Silk Hero remained unresponsive.

Qin Jun gradually approached and, seeing the emotionless Lin Li, moved closer with a sneer, ready to bash this lunatic with the steel rod!

"Oi, you won't want to swing down."

But unexpectedly, at that moment, the Black Silk Hero, with his back facing Qin Jun, suddenly whispered.

Qin Jun shuddered, indeed not daring to swing, backing up two steps, alert.

Then Lin Li stood up, turned around.

Beneath the black silk, Qin Jun couldn't clearly see his expression, but tears streaked down in streams.

—They truly shot out, bending like water jets in cartoons; no normal human could cry like this.

It looked rather eerie.

But his voice, however, was devoid of any sobs, only faintly sad.

"Qin Jun, you think this is good news for you, isn't it."

Lin Li chuckled softly, then continued slowly:

"But Qin Jun, have you ever thought, if the 'Requiem' failed, Grandpa Shanqing hasn't rested, where is his soul now?"

Qin Jun: "?"

"Grandpa Shanqing," Lin Li tossed aside the half piece of broken bone in hand too, tears stopped, looking at Qin Jun, as if crying, or laughing: "I, now understand."

Then Lin Li reached his hand toward the shriveled backpack, from which he had removed the urn earlier.

Rummaging.

"Whish—"

As if scattering flowers, but this time, Lin Li spread not ashes, but thousands of paper money and Netherworld Coins.

"Woohoo—"

"Woohoo—"

Just then, a night wind suddenly rose, rustling the leaves and swirling the paper money in the air, refusing to fall!

Qin Jun: "?"

Lin Li looked up, witnessing this scene, his voice carrying a hint of smile: "Grandpa Shanqing, you are indeed still here."

"Is this your curtain call?"

"Alright then, let's resolve him together, after which, please rest in peace, okay?"

As the words fell, with paper money fluttering, Lin Li slowly approached Qin Jun, step by step.

"Clang—" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

The iron rod in Qin Jun's hands dropped onto the ground, he watched Lin Li surrounded by paper packets with terror.

Fighting with a soul bone, fine, impressive, Qin Jun acknowledged.

But you damn brought soul rings too?

Damn, Qin Jun wondered if he weren't a villainous side character from Douluo Continent.

As ordinary people fighting, we really don't need this...

As his footsteps neared, despite Lin Li's unarmed hands, Qin Jun's fear overcame everything, and he wildly rummaged his clothes, finally retrieving a cross necklace:

"Don't come closer! Don't come closer! Jesus! God! Jehovah! Hong Xiuquan! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

However, not only was the cross ineffective, a paper money even happened to fly over and wrap around it.

As though in provocation.

None of this was terrifying, but in a heartbeat inducing fear, Qin Jun's pupils contracted dramatically.

—He saw the paper money flying next to Lin Li; some had Mars printed on them, and began to burn!

Will-o'-the-wisp!?

Screw materialism!

"Help! Help! Help!" Qin Jun began to retreat in terror, begging aloud, "I have connections in the Underworld too! Great-grandpa? Great-grandpa are you there! Help me! Great-grandmother?"

Where's my soul ring!

"Ouch!"

"Damn! So heavy!"

Due to backing away without watching, Qin Jun stumbled over Zhao Nan lying on the ground, crashing down on him, both letting out a startled scream.

"No! Don't come over!" Fallen, Qin Jun, unable to move easily, looked at Lin Li advancing upon him, stammering terrified, "I surrender! I'm wrong! Hey dude! Hero! I beg for mercy!"

Lin Li halted before the two.

After a brief silence, Lin Li raised an eyebrow, softly said, "What, Grandpa Shanqing, you want his body?"

Qin Jun, Zhao Nan: "?"

Hearing this, Zhao Nan nearly peed himself in shock, noticing Lin Li wasn't looking at him but at Qin Jun, he felt a bit better.

It was so terrifying.

Next time, could you directly call by name?

Luckily held it.

But why did I manage not to pee myself, yet still felt my pants were wet?

Zhao Nan looked down, first at his own soaked pants, then at Qin Jun's moist pants, finally locking on his crotch from which watery fluid leaked incessantly.

Oh, although he held it, apparently someone couldn't help it, that explains.

"..."

"..."

Wait.

Zhao Nan: "(;☉_☉)?"

"Screw you! Qin Jun! You damn stop peeing on me!!!"