The blizzard howled for an entire night.
In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.
That night, the half-naked Ye Fan had to endure the severe pain from his body, as well as the cold weather and the knife-like wind and snow.
He had not eaten any rice or water, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger, and his mouth was dry.
His originally moist lips had become bloodless due to the loss of moisture and the cold wind of the night. His lips curled up like cracked earth.
At this time, his face was bloodless, and the ghastly wound on his face had become a bloody mess, with blood clots clotting.
His naked upper body was covered with bloody scars, and it was a ghastly sight!
That night, the Eight Yin Yang Masters would take advantage of the time to go out and check if he had escaped. They would whip him a few times, and at the same time, humiliate and abuse him.
In the face of the eight people's insults and abuse, Ye Fan had been holding his head high with a smile on his face. He clenched his teeth and did not make a sound.
It was not until the dawn of the sky that he fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, his arms were hanging and tied up. His head was lowered, and his silver hair completely covered his face, gently fluttering in the cold wind.
Creak …
The door of the Sweet Dew Temple slowly opened.
Gesandoj, dressed in a monk's robe, slowly came out of the temple with a big bowl of steaming white rice porridge.
He closed the temple door with a backhand, then stepped on the thick snow and came to Ye Fan.
Looking at Ye Fan's body full of whip scars and the blood-stained snow under his feet, Gesandoj's face showed a smile as if he had gotten his revenge.
It was really the reincarnation of heaven. The arrogant and unruly Eldritch in the past also ended up in such a miserable state today!
Serves him right!
Gesandoj thought as he stood with one palm and silently chanted a mantra, fiercely urging the Golden Buddha Treasure Bowl suspended above Ye Fan's head!
Buzz … Under his urging, the Golden Buddha Treasure Bowl instantly shone with golden light!
"Ugh … Ugh …" Ye Fan, who was sleeping with his head down, immediately let out a painful groan!
"Mr. Eldritch, it's time to eat." Gesandoj put down his hand and said with a smile.
Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes and raised his head to look at Gesang Doj.
"It seems that Sir had a good night's sleep, huh? Heh heh heh … "Gesang Dogi looked at Ye Fan's bloodshot eyes and mocked.
"With those eight dogs guarding me, of course I slept well." Ye Fan, whose lips were cracked, stared at Gesang Dorj with a smile and asked, "Why? Is it your turn, Master?"
Gesang Doji snorted coldly.
"My Buddha is merciful. This old monk couldn't bear to see Mister starve, so I cooked a bowl of hot porridge for Mister to warm him up." Gesang Dorj sneered as he stepped onto the steps of the Octagon Pillars and stood in front of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan frowned.
What the hell is this evil monk doing? Is he trying to poison me?
"Come, let this old monk feed Mister," Gesang Dorj smiled as he scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge from the bowl with a wooden spoon and handed it to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan looked at Gesang Dorj coldly and didn't move.
"Why? Are you afraid it's poisonous?" Gesang Dorj asked with a smile when he saw that Ye Fan wasn't eating.
Ye Fan didn't speak and continued to stare at Gesang Dorj.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily," Gesang Dorj said with a smile. "I have to keep you alive until the day of the Demon Slaying Conference. Before that, no one can take your life, including the Eight Yin Yang Masters. If you want to survive these few days, you have to eat something, understand?"
"What enmity did I have with you in my previous life? Tell me about it, "Ye Fan asked Gesang Dorj coldly.
"Since you asked, I'll let you know before you die," Gesang Dorj said as he put the spoon of porridge back into the bowl and lowered his head to stir it gently. "To put it simply, you took the lives of the Eight Yin Yang Masters in your previous life. They didn't live long enough, so they reincarnated as humans in this life to take revenge on you. As for me, hehe," Gesang Dorj said as he raised his head and sneered, "Revenge for my broken arm!"
At the mention of his arm being torn off by this man in front of him, Gesang Dorj was furious!
"Come, let this old monk feed Mister some porridge!" Gesang Dorj said as he suddenly slammed the bowl of porridge in his hand on Ye Fan's face!
"Ah …" The hot porridge scalded Ye Fan and made him scream loudly!
"Eat, eat, hahaha …" Gesang Dorj kept wiping the porridge bowl on Ye Fan's face as he laughed crazily!
"Ah … Ah …" Ye Fan, who was pressed down by the hot porridge bowl, twisted his head wildly and let out a muffled scream!
Crack!
Under Ye Fan's violent shaking, the porridge bowl fell on the base of the Eight Extreme Spell Pillars and broke into pieces.
At this time, his face was covered with sticky, hot porridge, and the dense blisters on his skin under the hot porridge made one's scalp tingle. It was unbearable to look at him directly!
The originally handsome and chiseled face instantly turned into a horribly ugly face full of blisters!
"Hahaha … Hahaha …" Gesang Dorj looked up to the sky and laughed, his face distorted!
"Mister Eldritch, I'm really sorry. This old monk is old, and my hands are a little unstable. Please don't take offense, but it doesn't matter. Just treat it as me washing your face, hahaha …" Gesang Dorj laughed loudly, turned around, and walked down the stairs!
"Ah … Ah …" Ye Fan wriggled his body crazily and howled like a beast!
Clatter … Clatter …
The eight golden dragons turned into golden chains and rattled as he shook them!
"I'm going to kill you … I'm going to kill you!" Ye Fan looked up to the sky and roared!
But the only answer he got was the whistling of the wind and the heavy snow falling from the sky …
Three days passed quickly, and there were less than four days left before the Demon Extermination Conference.
In these three days, more than a hundred people came to the Sweet Dew Temple.
Among the nearly a hundred people, there were all kinds of people.
There were humans and ghosts, mountain spirits and wild monsters, demons and monsters, and there were all kinds of people!
These men and women, old and young, who came to the Sweet Dew Temple, were all taught a lesson by Eldritch in the past, without exception!
Some of them were killed by Eldritch and reincarnated; some of them endured humiliation to survive and refined their souls; in short, they all came to kill Eldritch!
The small Sweet Dew Temple suddenly became lively!
The originally tranquil and untainted ancient temple instantly became a foul atmosphere!
Gesang Dorj never refused these people who came to the temple.
As long as they came to take revenge on Eldritch, he would accept them all!
To be honest, the number of people who came really surprised him.
He didn't expect Eldritch to have so many enemies!
Eldritch, Eldritch, you only have yourself to blame, and you can't blame others!
Even if this old monk doesn't teach you a lesson, so many enemies won't let you go! Gesang Dorj thought in his heart.
The Eight Yin Yang Masters were also surprised.
They originally thought that there wouldn't be so many people. After all, many of those who were killed by Eldritch in the past had already entered the cycle of reincarnation and their memories were all gone. But they never expected that so many mountain spirits and wild monsters still remembered the old grudges of the past and gathered here to take revenge!
After these enemies of the past saw Ye Fan tied to the Eight Extreme Spell Pillars, without exception, they all left marks on him.
Some used sharp blades to carve bloody words on Ye Fan's body and wrote the word 'retribution'; some used fiery red charcoal to burn Ye Fan, leaving scars on his body, and some released poisonous scorpions to bite Ye Fan, making his body red and swollen; some even directly took out salt from the kitchen of the Sweet Dew Temple and specially sprinkled it on Ye Fan's wounds. It could be said that they were unscrupulous!
In the face of all this, Ye Fan silently endured it.
He had developed a habit now. Whenever the other party tortured him, he would close his eyes and recall the people he cared about and the people he cared about.
His wife Fujiwara No Chiko, who had helped him in times of need; his adopted sister Xiao Zhao, who was affectionate and righteous, who never left him; Akatsuki, who risked her life to save him without asking for anything in return; Yu Moji, who was deeply in love and devoted to him; Ye Feixue, who had a fierce personality and cared for him in every way; his Brother Kim, who valued friendship and righteousness; the cold-looking Ye Ming, who was indifferent to him; the indifferent Cui Ziwen; the profound Qing Chenzi; the amiable Jinchan; and his father, Ye Kong, and grandfather, Ye Yun, whom he missed day and night...
Only when he thought of these people did he feel less painful.
Other than that, he also did one more thing.
And that was to remember everyone who had tortured and cursed him!
He remembered the other party's appearance and the vicious methods they had used on him. He remembered all of them in his mind.
He wanted to live, he wanted to live!
When he broke through the shackles and soared into the sky, it would be the time when these people's bodies and souls would be destroyed and their souls would be scattered!
...
Soon, it was night time.
After the last round of torture on Ye Fan, everyone returned to the temple to rest with complacent faces.
When they were attacking Ye Fan, Gesang Dorjee and the Eight Masters of Yin and Yang were watching coldly. On the one hand, they enjoyed Ye Fan's painful struggle to vent the hatred in their hearts. On the other hand, they stared at them and prevented them from killing Ye Fan to ensure the smooth progress of the Demon Slaying Conference.
After everyone left, Ye Fan lowered his head that had been held high all day.
At this time, his face was full of blisters, scarlet and horrible. There was no intact skin on his body. It was either red or swollen, or blood or pus!
Except for one place.
That was the Crescent Moon Mark on his back!
Every time those people used their methods to touch the Crescent Moon Mark on his back, all their methods would be ineffective. Even the poisonous scorpions and poisonous insects did not dare to approach this place!
Ye Fan did not know about this situation, and the others did not care either.
As long as they could kill Eldritch, it was fine. Who cared so much?
Ye Fan, who had not eaten anything for a few days, was now on the verge of death. His whole body was in pain.
In the past three days, other than being forced to eat a few mouthfuls of snow, he had nothing else.
Groggy, he was about to fall asleep.
Only when he was asleep could he temporarily forget the pain. Only when he was asleep could he dream of seeing his wife whom he longed for day and night.
"Mr. Eldritch, Mr. Eldritch …"
Just as Ye Fan was about to fall asleep, a middle-aged man's voice came into his ears.
Ye Fan thought it was his illusion and did not pay attention to it.
Everyone here were his enemies from his previous life. How could anyone call him 'Mister' in such a soft and gentle manner?
"Mr. Eldritch … Mr. Eldritch …"
The voice continued.
It seemed that it was not an illusion, Ye Fan thought. Someone was indeed calling his name.
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