Post-Apocalyptic Rebirth: The Ghost Guanyin Transforms into a God

Since that day, people have noticed that every day there is a period of time when Miao Yin disappears from the public eye, and then reappears a few hours later.

As usual, she would lazily sit on the swing drinking tea, or go to the flower field to admire the flowers.

However, she would take everyone out to the center of the ancient capital, play loud music to attract the mutated people, and then throw them into an encirclement, claiming it was to train them.

She said there is nothing better than real combat, and if you don't fight hard, you or your friends will face death.

Those flippant words and disregard for their lives ultimately led to everyone dancing on the edge of death.

She sat high up, looking down at them as if admiring flowers as they struggled desperately below.

If they find that the victory is too easy, the fire will become a weapon, becoming part of the enemy, to ambush them.

In contrast, the experienced Tu Hao and the capable Ling, as well as You Wenyan Shuzhou who did not need to be on the front lines, were rarely injured, but the others suffered more.

The new members, in particular, suffered greatly just from the team integration process, and their superpowers ended up hitting their own people several times.

Then they would hear the mocking laughter of Mu Yin from above.

The ancient capital has been transformed into a large training ground.

Almost every time, they would collapse on the street, covered in injuries, and only after Yu Wenwen treated them one by one could they barely make it back on their own.

Because Miao Yin wouldn't give them a ride back, and told them to figure it out themselves.

"Aren't you afraid of ruining them?" Tu Hao, who had returned early at the manor, asked.

"If it's useless like this, then it's really worthless," Miao Yin said, playing with the prayer beads in her hand without even looking up.

“You didn’t treat them with the same level of care either.” Tu Hao looked up at his clothes, which were torn again.

Even he was injured several times under such a relentless barrage of attacks, let alone those guys whose skills were nothing more than fancy moves.

Miao Yin: "I can tell you're really enjoying yourself."

"I just don't dislike this kind of training method."

For Tu Hao, such battles, though cruel and fraught with danger, are highly effective. Given a certain level of protection, he is happy to make such attempts to improve himself.

Of course, if he were still single back then, he would never have done something so harmful to himself.

However, this idea is still somewhat difficult for others.

Prolonged life-threatening conditions and mental stress can easily lead to a breakdown.

Tan Ling has been cursing and swearing for days, and even Ji Yuanzhou, who is usually good-natured, has become numb.

"It won't be long."

Speaking of the word "too long," Tu Hao thought of that noisy room every day: "That guy surnamed Gong, isn't that enough? When are you planning to release him?"

Because of his overly powerful hearing, Tu Hao was forced to hear things he shouldn't have heard several times, such as "I was wrong," "I'm sorry," and "Let me go." Every single word gave him goosebumps.

Now, at the slightest sound, Tu Hao will quietly run out of the manor. If it weren't for the curse, he would never have come back.

If this continues, not only will Gong Jingming go crazy, but he will too.

"Gong Jingming? Ah, you reminded me, I forgot to feed him again." Miao Yin seemed to realize something.

She stared at the ceiling, thought for a moment, and said, "Tomorrow, I'll let him out this afternoon when I remember."

Tu Hao: "..."

What bad luck.

To his surprise, Miao Yin had not forgotten Gong Jingming, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

On the last night before the end of September, Miao Yin suddenly opened her eyes in the darkness. Her dark eyes were clear and lucid, without a trace of the haze of just waking up.

She was awakened by the fluctuations from the curse.

This fluctuation originated from Pengsi.

Do not go to the Qingshui Armory.

The prohibition placed in the curse was triggered, and even though it was far away and very faint, it still woke her up.

Peng Si is going to the armory.

However, judging from the signals triggered by the ban, it should still be in the preparation stage.

However, according to the course of their previous life, they had already arrived a full year and a half ahead of schedule.

Miao Yin got out of bed without waking anyone and quietly opened Yan Shuzhou's door.

She had a key to his room.

At one o'clock in the morning, Yan Shuzhou was already fast asleep. She pinched his nose and woke him up.

"...Sister?" Yan Shuzhou opened his eyes groggily, thinking he was dreaming.

"How can you be so careless? If you were a mutant, you would be dead by now."

Yan Shuzhou rubbed his eyes blankly: "The rabbits are helping me patrol. I told them not to be wary of my sister."

Besides, he was familiar enough with Miao Yin's scent that he wouldn't even notice if she slept next to him tonight, and he would even sleep more soundly.

Miao Yin released his hand and tapped his forehead: "Get up first, come with me."

"Okay." Yan Shuzhou didn't ask any questions. He casually put on a coat and shoes, and followed Miao Yin.

They left the manor and followed the mountain path to the top of the mountain.

Having lived in the small manor for a long time, Yan Shuzhou had never come up to this mountain before.

The moonlight was bright tonight, there wasn't a single cloud, and the wind was gentle and soft. From the steepest cliff edge, you could still vaguely see the corner of the small manor.

Once they reached this position, Tu Hao could no longer hear their voices.

Miao Yin stood on a slightly higher rock, her jet-black hair hanging down in front of her shoulders, obediently swaying with the wind.

Yan Shuzhou's heart pounded. He had already guessed before Miao Yin even spoke.

"Xiao Zhou, I've come to keep our promise."

Miao Yin hooked her right little finger around his left little finger. They were so close that they could see the moonlight reflected in each other's eyes.

"You said that if one day I need you, I must remember to tell you, even without a reason. I promised, so I came."

"But I won't let you just disappear without a trace."

"Now, I'll tell you the reason, right here, and only the two of us know it."

On the edge of a cliff, a rosebud quietly blooms, its heart dripping with sweet poison, and even its thorns, which pierce the heart, exude an alluring fragrance.

That gentle breath, like an apple in the Garden of Eden, or a candy house in a fairy tale, made Yan Shuzhou's heart pound so hard he felt like he couldn't hear anything else.

"it is good."

Before she could even say anything, he couldn't help but agree.