Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the corners of the square.

The leper's figure, hung on the wooden stake, looked particularly desolate in the morning light.

When he saw Gu Yang and the other two coming, he swayed in the wind and kept cursing.

"You two little bastards! Wait until I get down, then you'll die..."

The lecher's eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, but as time went on, his curses gradually became weaker and finally disappeared in the morning breeze.

He had been hanging for a whole night, and the dog meat in his stomach had been almost digested. Now he was hungry and his mouth was dry.

The whole person's spirit became increasingly listless. A breeze blew by, bringing with it a strong stench.

Gu Yang and Hu Qing stood under the wooden stake, looking at the beggar quietly.

There was no sympathy in their eyes, only a deep disgust. These scumbags have not shown any intention of repenting until now.

"He's dying." Hu Qing said softly, with a barely perceptible hint of excitement in his voice.

Gu Yang nodded, his eyes never leaving Lai Zi.

"Let's go. He's not worth wasting any more time right now. We'll talk about it in two days."

After looking for a while, the two turned and left the square, preparing to build a tombstone.

The chill of the early morning had dissipated a lot, and the two of them set out on the path to the stonemason's house.

The sunlight cast long shadows behind them, as if they were shadows of the past, gradually moving away.

The stonemason's house is located in the north of the village. It is a small stone house.

When Gu Yang and Hu Qing arrived, the stonemason was polishing a stone slab in the yard.

When he saw the two of them, he stopped what he was doing and a look of panic appeared on his face.

The stonemason was not very good at dealing with people, and now that the child's parents were gone, he was even worse at chatting.

The whole person seemed a little at a loss at this moment, but fortunately Hu Qing directly explained his purpose.

He stuffed all the copper coins that Anniversary had given him the night before into the hands of the stonemason, hoping to build two of the most exquisite tombstones.

Anyway, they are in the midst of inner demons, and money is of no use, so it is better to fulfill Gu Yang's wish.

Gu Yang looked at Hu Qing with gratitude, then went to the yard to select stones and choose the words to be engraved.

The stonemason asked his apprentice to entertain Gu Yang, and quietly pulled Hu Qing aside, stuffed half a copper coin into his pocket, and said anxiously:

"Hey, little brother, you don't need so much. Just give me half. I've watched Xiaoyang grow up. Brother Gu is also very upset about this matter. Leave some money for you to live on."

Hu Qing pushed the money back to him and said with a fake angry look:

"Do you look down on us? Just take this money. We can take care of ourselves. We know the price of tombstones. Just give us some paper money."

After saying this, without waiting for the stonemason to answer, he walked to Guyang and started to work on the stone together.

These two complete laymen touched and looked left and right, but still couldn't figure out what was going on.

Fortunately, a stonemason came over, selected a piece of high-quality stone for them, left his words on it, and then planned to deliver it to the cemetery the next day.

After agreeing on everything, the two prepared to go home to confirm some things.

Hu Qing was walking in front, and Gu Yang was lingering behind, somewhat reluctant to return to this cold home.

After his parents died, he locked the door of his house and built a small wooden house near the school, where he lived for almost ten years.

The snow in the yard had melted, revealing the uneven fences at the door. Hu Qing was stunned when he walked into the yard.

Gu Yang didn't pay attention and bumped directly into his strong lower back. He leaned over to take a look in pain, and his eyes became moist again.

There was a large pile of food at the door, blocking it. The two of them took a rough look and found that it was all dried rice and pickled foods.

These are foods that are easy to preserve, and the villagers have taken this into consideration.

Gu Yang squatted down and gently stroked the food.

His heart was filled with gratitude, and the haze that had been spreading all over the place dissipated.

These villagers gave him the greatest support at all times and in all places.

It was like this in the village before, and it is also like this in the inner demons now.

The two of them laboriously moved all the food to the backyard, made some simple meals, and managed to get by for the day.

In the afternoon, Zhounian came to Guyang's home with a hint of worry on his face.

He looked at Gu Yang and asked softly, "Xiao Yang, are you going to hold a funeral?"

Gu Yang shook his head, his voice calm. "Uncle Zhou, I don't want to make a big fuss. I just want my parents to lie quietly and not be disturbed anymore."

Zhounian nodded. He couldn't understand Gu Yang's feelings, but he could understand Gu Yang's decision.

"Okay, Gu Yang, if you need any help, feel free to tell me."

Gu Yang looked at Zhounian with gratitude. He knew that everyone in the village was helping him in their own way.

After Zhounian left, the two locked the doors and windows. Hu Qing looked at Gu Yang and said calmly:

"Brother Gu, do you know when this inner demon will end? I feel like it's getting worse the longer it's delayed."

Gu Yang slowed down and realized that they were still trapped in their inner demons, which had not completely dissipated.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "My inner demon must be the death of my parents. I didn't expect to find the truth this time. I think if Lai Zi dies, we can go back."

Seeing Gu Yang's uncertain tone, Hu Qing had no choice but to say:

"I don't think Laizi will survive tomorrow. Should we resolve this issue in advance?"

"Hmm? Sure, he can only die in my hands. I'll kill him after my parents' tombstones are erected tomorrow." Gu Yang said gritting his teeth.

Hu Qing nodded, determined to get these things done first before handling his personal affairs.

He looked at the food that took up nearly half of the room, feeling somewhat worried, and asked Gu Yang:

"Then what should we do with this food? It wouldn't be nice to waste it."

"Then divide the food equally and give a little to each household," Gu Yang suggested.

They put all the food together, divided it into small portions, and prepared to place them at the villagers' doorsteps before they got rid of their inner demons tomorrow.

As night fell, Gu Yang and Hu Qing sat in the yard, and all the food in front of them had been divided.

Now we are just waiting for tomorrow. Just now, Gu Yang took the opportunity to take a look at Lai Zi. He is in good condition and not dead, but he has become a little incontinent.

As long as I don’t die, it’s best if I can torture myself slowly.

The two of them found a portion of food and ate it as dinner. After eating and drinking their fill, they rested up because tomorrow was the real highlight.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the gap in the curtains and onto Gu Yang's face. He opened his eyes and felt a strong throbbing in his heart.

This throbbing was so sudden that it made him feel uneasy, as if something was missing.

He quickly put on his clothes and almost ran to the square.

The leper was still hanging on the stake, his body covered with a thin layer of frost, his eyes closed and his breathing weak.

Gu Yang observed carefully for a while, and when he found that Laizi was not dead, his heart finally settled down a little.

What they are most worried about now is that Laizi will die early, and then all their preparations will be useless.

It's daytime now, so it's not convenient to take the toad away directly. We can only wait until night.

In the morning, after a simple meal, the stonemason's apprentice came to Guyang's home and told him that the tombstone had been completed.

Gu Yang couldn't wait to pull Hu Qing and run towards the cemetery at the foot of Qingtian Mountain, his steps becoming more and more hurried.

When he saw the two exquisite tombstones, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

The stonemason's craftsmanship is still so superb, I feel relieved, and I can make up for the regret in my heart here.

He stepped forward to help, pulled down the original wooden sign, and made room for a tombstone.

When the six big men put the tombstone down steadily, the matter was settled.

The tombstone is engraved with the names of Gu Yang's parents, their dates of birth and death, and some biography. This is a custom in the village.

Gu Yang's fingers gently stroked the words on the tombstone, took out a piece of linen, and carefully wiped the dust off it.

A group of people worked hard for a whole morning and finally finished everything.

The stonemason and his apprentices left, leaving only Gu Yang and Hu Qing in the cemetery, along with a pile of paper money left by the stonemason.

Looking at the pile of paper money that was almost as thick as a person's waist, Hu Qing repeatedly praised the stonemason's honesty.

I just said it casually, but I actually sent paper money, and so much of it.

The two of them sat on the ground and burned paper money while the candles were lit.

The firelight danced on their faces, illuminating their slightly sad expressions.

By the time all the paper money was burned, it was already evening, so the two went home to make preparations.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Hu Qing quietly slipped out of the house, ran to the square, quickly climbed up the wooden stake and untied the lecher.

It was quiet all around, and not even the dogs in the village barked a single word.

At this time, Laizi was already unconscious, but there was still some faint life.

Hu Qing carried the beggar and ran to the cemetery outside the village. It was quiet there and would not disturb the villagers, so it was suitable for torturing people slowly.

The cemetery was particularly quiet in the night, with only the sound of the wind whistling in my ears.

Gu Yang stood in front of his parents' tombstone, his eyes flashing with determination.

He must seek justice for his parents and make the leper pay the price.

Just three days of sun exposure is too easy for this beast. It will only be worth it if he feels pain.

Hu Qing threw the beggar on the ground. The beggar's body was trembling slightly due to the cold.

Gu Yang got a bucket of water and splashed it on his face, which immediately stimulated him on this cold night.

His eyes slowly opened, and when he saw Gu Yang and Hu Qing, a trace of fear appeared on his face.

His voice was hoarse and almost inaudible.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Gu Yang looked at Lai Zi coldly, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Baizi, it's time to pay the price for everything you've done."

His voice echoed in the cemetery, sounding particularly cold.

The lecher's body trembled slightly with fear, and his eyes were full of despair.