mtl008 Chapter 1225 Reuniting with an Old Friend
Chapter 1225 Reuniting with an Old Friend
Murong Yan was even more confused.
She simply couldn't understand how their so-called "old friends" could be hiding in such a death zone where not even a ghost could be seen.
“Yes, right here.” A mysterious smile appeared on Lin Zhen’s lips.
"Moreover, I believe he has been waiting for us for a long time."
The horse-drawn carriage traveled for a full day and night across the bumpy and rugged Gobi Desert.
Finally, at the very end of a vast and desolate black Gobi desert, it came to a slow stop.
"We've arrived," Lin Zhen's voice rang out.
Murong Yan lifted the carriage curtain and looked outside.
Before them stretched an endless, eerie stone forest composed of countless enormous, black, weathered rocks.
The rocks were oddly shaped and jagged.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, it casts menacing shadows like the claws of a demon.
The entire stone forest was shrouded in a deathly silence and an eerie atmosphere.
It felt as if this place was not even in the human world.
Instead, it was a cursed land of death, originating from the deepest hell.
"Husband, are you sure... our 'old friend' lives here?" Murong Yan looked at the eerie stone forest before her, which sent chills down her spine. Her voice carried a hint of nervousness that she herself was unaware of.
The Phoenix Descent Dress she wore, her only nightgown, seemed to sense the ominous aura emanating from this land of death.
The extremely dark black Suzhou brocade, under the blood-red glow of the setting sun, seemed to transform into a black wound, as if blood were flowing from it.
The giant phoenix embroidered with real gold thread had its eyes wide open, filled with vigilance and hostility.
It seemed ready at any moment to break free from her body and engage in a life-or-death battle with the unknown evil hidden deep within the stone forest.
"Of course," Lin Zhen replied calmly.
He took Murong Yan's hand, stepped down from the carriage, and then spoke loudly to the desolate stone forest.
"Venerable Master Buddha of Chess and Card Games!"
"This junior, Lin Zhen, along with my wife, Murong Yan, have come to pay our respects!"
"Please, senior, show yourself!"
His voice wasn't loud.
But it seemed to possess a magical power that could pierce through gold and split rocks, echoing far and wide across the vast Gobi Desert.
Chess and Card Games Buddha?
Upon hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name, Murong Yan's body stiffened abruptly!
She never imagined that the "old friend" her husband spoke of who could help them pry open the door to Japan would actually be this legendary, mysterious old monster who had lived for over a thousand years, playing the game of life, and was both righteous and evil!
She instinctively gripped Lin Zhen's hand tightly, her beautiful phoenix eyes filled with undisguised tension and vigilance.
Although she had never met this legendary Buddha of chess and cards, she had heard all sorts of bizarre and terrifying legends about him since she was a child.
It is said that he was capricious and ruthless, and killed without hesitation.
It is said that he possesses supreme supernatural powers that can reverse the universe and defy death.
It is said that his favorite thing to do was to use his mysterious chessboard, which could predict the future, to play a deadly game with all the heroes and warriors in the world, with their lives and souls as the stakes.
If you win, he can grant you any wish.
If you lose your soul, you will be forever imprisoned on his strange chessboard, never to be reborn.
How could my husband know such a terrifying old monster, more terrifying than the devil?
And why did he bring me to see him?
Just as Murong Yan was in a state of utter confusion and uncertainty...
An old, hoarse voice, yet with a hint of cynicism and languor, suddenly drifted out from the depths of the deathly silent stone forest.
"Hehehe... Lin Zhen, you actually dared to come."
"I thought you had forgotten about the bet between us."
As the words fell.
A one-armed old monk, dressed in tattered robes, bald, and holding a dirty purple clay gourd, looking disheveled and seemingly insane, slowly emerged from behind the huge black rock.
Although his face bore a hint of a cynical smile.
But in his turbid yet deep eyes, there gleamed a terrifying light of wisdom that seemed to see through everything in the world and understand the human heart!
He was the mysterious old monster who had met Lin Zhen once in the northern desert and made an earth-shattering bet with him.
—The Buddha of Chess and Card Games!
When the Buddha's gaze fell upon Murong Yan, who was standing next to Lin Zhen.
A fleeting, almost imperceptible look of amazement and admiration flashed in his cloudy eyes.
"Tsk tsk tsk... What a beautiful woman, born with the grace of a phoenix, a peerless beauty who is the mother of the nation."
"Lin Zhen, you have a good eye."
"To be able to marry such a remarkable woman who possesses beauty, wisdom, and the aura of an emperor."
"You kid, you've lived a worthwhile life."
His words, full of teasing and praise, made Murong Yan's already tense face flush red even more.
She instinctively snuggled closer to Lin Zhen.
Her shy, bashful appearance, like a frightened little rabbit, made the chess and card player laugh meaningfully again.
"Hahaha... Interesting, interesting."
"Back when I first met you, you were just a little girl who would hide behind your dead father and cry all the time."
"Unexpectedly, in just a few short years, she has already grown into a ruthless empress who is decisive in killing and whose power shakes the world."
"It seems that the power of love is truly great."
As Murong Yan listened to his words, which seemed to speak of his complete knowledge of her past, she was once again filled with inexplicable shock and horror.
She was certain that this was the first time in her life she had ever seen this crazy old monk.
But why is he so familiar with me?
Could it be... that he really possesses that legendary, terrifying supernatural power that allows him to foresee the future and know the past and future?
"You flatter me, senior."
Just then, Lin Zhen spoke up.
He shielded Murong Yan behind him and respectfully clasped his hands in a fist salute to the Buddha.
"I have not come here today to reminisce with you, senior."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, the Chess and Card Buddha raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing on his disheveled face. "Then what is it for?"
"Could it be that he's finally come to his senses and is preparing to fulfill our bet?"
"A bet?" Murong Yan's heart tightened again upon hearing this.
She looked at Lin Zhen with a nervous expression, her beautiful phoenix eyes filled with worry and confusion.
What bet?
When did my husband make any bet with this old monster?
How come she didn't know anything about it?
"I will always keep the bet in mind and dare not forget it in the slightest." Lin Zhen looked at the chess and card Buddha's deep eyes, which seemed to see through everything, and slowly shook his head.
"But now is not the time."