Chapter 235. Ma You, Who Sought His Own Doom



TN:- Sorry for not updating this long. I am on a vacation trip, and didn’t expect I have to face network problem in Hills. Documents was not loading and sync. And could not inform you all as well. 

Posting 6 Chapters today😇


Zhou He returned to the ward looking disheveled, with a bruise on his lip, a large bump on his forehead, and a cracked phone screen, yet his face beamed with an irrepressible joy. His daughter, Zhou Hui, waved her little hand and asked, “Baba, I want Mama! When is mama coming back?”

Since her high fever subsided and she regained consciousness, she has been constantly repeating this phrase——while getting injections, while eating porridge, and even while watching TV under the covers. Due to the intense trauma she experienced, she has long forgotten the scene of her grandmother being shredded and falling into the fountain.

Every time she asked, Zhou He’s eyes would redden, and then he would force himself to lie, “Mama is working overtime at the company, she’ll be back soon.” Then he would turn his head away and secretly wipe his tears with his back to his child.

This time, Zhou He’s eyes were still red, but not from unspeakable grief, but from overwhelming joy. He cupped his daughter’s slightly flushed face and said excitedly, “Mama’s on her way, she’ll be there soon. After you get your shot, Baba will take you to find Mama.”

Perhaps Zhou Hui still remembered something in her subconscious, for upon hearing this, she let out a scream of extreme joy, “Baba, are you serious? You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“It’s true, it’s true, this time it’s absolutely true.” Zhou He hugged his daughter tightly, his back to her, tears streaming down his face. His mother’s death was a foregone conclusion, but his wife’s return brought endless hope to their family, which was on the verge of collapse.

The father and daughter hugged for a while before separating, then pointed to each other’s tear-streaked faces and said childishly, “Laughing with one eye and crying with the other, hahaha!”

Zhou He tore off a few sheets of paper napkin and wiped his and his daughter’s faces clean, then collapsed onto the hospital bed, completely relaxed. His phone was still vibrating, mostly with messages of condolence from relatives and friends. The guy who had caused him to be beaten by the crowd was also sending messages, one after another, all cursing and slandering Fan Jialuo.

Zhou He glanced at it a few times, then his eyes turned red with anger. He pressed the record button and cursed mercilessly, “Gangzi, I originally thought that since we’ve been best friends for decades, if I ignored you, you’d shut up, and we wouldn’t have to fall out. But I really didn’t expect you to go so far! You saw the news, didn’t you notice that your Saozi(sister-in-law) was among the rescued hostages? Who were you cursing? That’s your Saozi savior! If I ever hear you insult Teacher Fan again, I’ll beat you up every time I see you! You bastard, if you’re so capable, why don’t you go challenge that Ma You? Fine, I’m not going to waste my breath on you anymore. To put it bluntly, it’s easy for you to talk when no one in your family died this time. If someone in your family had died, let’s see if you’d still dare to slander Teacher Fan like that! You’ll get your comeuppance sooner or later for your inhumane words!”

Zhou He sent the voice message and promptly deleted his “best buddy.” Only today did he realize that associating with someone with such warped values was a form of self-destruction. Someone who always sees others as worthless is likely filled with worthless things themselves.

After blocking all of this guy’s contact information, Zhou He hurriedly logged into his own social media account and deleted the content that had previously criticized Teacher Fan. Even though he reacted quickly, he was still attacked by many netizens after logging in. These days, antis are the most unpopular bunch around, everyone loves to tear into them whenever they get the chance.

After deleting these shameful stains, Zhou He earnestly wrote:【Teacher Fan, I’m sorry. Also, thank you for saving my wife and our whole family.】 He pinned this Weibo post and finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling for a moment that his soul had been redeemed.

After anxiously waiting for most of the day, the hospital finally notified him that he could visit the rescued family members. He quickly took his daughter and took the elevator to the rehabilitation center on the fifteenth floor. Before he even entered the ward, he heard his father’s hearty laughter.

This morning, Father Zhou was contemplating jumping off a building in despair, but now he’s all smiles, constantly urging his wife to drink more chicken soup. Humans are creatures with incredibly strong willpower, as long as they are given a sliver of hope in the face of utter despair, even just a tiny spark, they can quickly pull themselves together.

When his daughter-in-law was rescued, Father Zhou stood on the balcony watching. He was almost overjoyed, and the pain of losing his wife dissipated in his ecstasy. When the hostages were rescued, the hearts of these survivors were also freed.

Zhou He, carrying his daughter, ran a few steps and rushed into the ward. Seeing his wife, whose face was slightly pale but eyes were very bright, he burst into tears before he could even say a word. Zhou Hui, like a little bird, threw herself into her mother’s arms and cried loudly with emotion.

Zhou He walked over, hugged his wife, and then pulled his father, who was standing to the side, closer, saying with a sob, “No matter what we’ve been through, we must forget the pain and live bravely. Our family must never fall apart!”

Except for a bewildered Zhou Hui, everyone nodded emphatically with red eyes. Zhou Hui’s mother wiped away her tears and suddenly said, “Husband, whether this family will fall apart depends on your behavior. If you dare to speak ill of Teacher Fan again, I will divorce you.”

Deeply moved Zhou He: ……——

Throughout Beijing, joy and sorrow unfolded, and the city underwent a process of rebuilding after despair. Ma You’s massacre ceased, no more people disappeared without a trace, and there were no more torrential downpours of blood or countless pieces of corpses falling from the sky. The staff who had gathered at New Era Square gradually dispersed, leaving only a few liaisons and supervisors.

Song Rui stood motionless in the center of the square, silently staring at the empty chair. Xu Yiyang, whose hand he was holding, was also staring intently at the same spot. Their expressions were calm, but their dark eyes were filled with a layer of moisture, whether from the cold wind or from being steeped in sorrow, it was hard to tell.

“Let’s persuade them to come over and warm themselves by the fire. It’s only -2 degrees today, freezing cold to death,” Sun Zhengqi whispered into his girlfriend’s ear.

Hu Wenwen rolled her eyes at him and scolded him irritably, “Can you please not mention that word? It’s so unlucky!”

Sun Zhengqi thought it made sense and quickly raised his hands in surrender. The two ran out of the makeshift tent and tried to persuade Song Rui and Xu Yiyang, but only received silence from them.

Chang Sheng and Chang Zhen were in another tent, talking anxiously:

“ShiXiong, do you think it is possible for Fan Jialuo to come back?”

“Possible.”

“You have this much confidence in him?”

“How many years has he lived? How many years has Ma You lived? Are the two comparable?”

“That’s true. So tell me, why is Ma You so powerful? It’s said that he was just an ordinary person before, without any special abilities.”

“I don’t know either. There are still many doubts in this case, but unfortunately the police won’t let metaphysical society get involved.”

“How is Nianci? Why don’t you call Nian’en and ask about her?”

“I just asked him, Nianci’s internal organs are failing. The doctors don’t know what’s wrong with her.”

“We all just experienced stagnation or regression in our cultivation, so why did she suffer such a severe backlash? She didn’t even kill the person.”

“I don’t know either. If we want to save her, we can only wait for our Shizu to come out of seclusion.”

“Can Nianci wait?”

Chang Sheng remained silent for a long while before slowly shaking his head. Judging from the situation, he was afraid they couldn’t wait any longer. Just as he was feeling a pang of pain in his heart, Lin Nian’en called, saying that senior sister might not be able to hold on any longer. She suggested that they send her to Longyin Temple so that the Abbot could chant sutras for her and cleanse her karma, which might save her.

Chang Sheng’s eyes lit up, and he immediately agreed.

While those outside struggled for survival, Fan Jialuo within the spatial dimension ceased his fierce offensive, confining his magnetic field to his own body and standing silently. Having finally gained a moment to catch his breath, Ma You briefly sensed the other spaces, then let out a hoarse roar, “You’re toying with me! You let all my prey escape!”

His own space overlapped above Fan Jialuo’s space, isolated from the outside world. If he didn’t consciously sense it, he wouldn’t know what was happening outside, so he naturally assumed that Fan Jialuo had released the hostages.

While he was furious, his fear and hatred for this person also reached their peak. However, before he could do anything, after pausing for only a dozen seconds, Fan Jialuo suddenly released the magnetic field again, which slammed into the metal wall with a bang.

Ma You’s wild roar abruptly stopped, followed by a muffled groan, as if he had been punched hard in the abdomen, so painful that he couldn’t even speak.

“You bastard! I’ll kill you!” He gasped for a while before uttering the venomous oath, then strained with all his might to compress the space.

The metal wall, which had been sunken, slowly returned to its flat state, then shrank inch by inch, attempting to crush Fan Jialuo into a pulp.

Fan Jialuo’s magnetic field blocked the contraction of the walls and then slowly expanded them. The two were locked in a tug-of-war, one advancing while the other retreated, or like an arm wrestling match, each trying to outdo the other in strength to see whose bones would break first.

Without a doubt, Fan Jialuo was the most powerful enemy Ma You had ever encountered. Even if he wouldn’t admit it, he knew in his heart that this person was indeed stronger than himself, because the other’s expression remained calm and composed throughout, without breaking a sweat or even frowning once. He was too relaxed!

The fear of potential defeat gripped Ma You’s mind, further fueling his competitive spirit. His bloodshot eyes darted around, and he somehow mastered the technique of distorting space without any instruction.

As if sensing something, Fan Jialuo immediately withdrew his hands from the wall, compressing the vast magnetic field to its limit and concentrating it on his body surface.

As he instantly adjusted his strength, the metal wall simultaneously sprouted many sharp spikes, each over a meter long, enough to turn any person in the space into a hedgehog.

Seeing that his idea could actually become a reality, Ma You let out a wild laugh, but the next second he coughed in horror and astonishment. The sharp spikes snapped one by one upon touching Fan Jialuo, becoming as soft as if molded clay.

Fan Jialuo stood amidst the dense array of spikes, his expression calm and his posture relaxed. He tilted his head slightly, looked at the emergency intercom, and said with a half-smile, “Don’t tell me that’s all you’re capable of.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the spikes surrounding him were shattered by an invisible magnetic field, along with Ma You’s pride and arrogance as a “God.” Ma You gasped for breath, unable to utter a word, for the facts had proven that he was no match for this man.

Fan Jialuo shook his head and chuckled, then slowly sat down, crossed his knees, made a hand seal with his fingertips, and began to meditate.

Ma You panted heavily for a while, then chuckled smugly, “Hahaha, you’re only slightly stronger than me. Do you think you can break through my space? If you can’t, I can trap you to death! I’ll keep you from eating or drinking for days and nights, and see if you can still be so arrogant!”

Fan Jialuo, who doesn’t need to eat and drink, looked up abruptly, a panicked expression on his face. He then unleashed his magnetic field with all his might, colliding with the space as if he wanted to escape immediately. Ma You quickly used all his strength to compress the space, holding him even tighter. The two were locked in combat again, and the fierce clash had turned into a silent war of attrition.

Thinking he had grasped the enemy’s weakness, Ma You was panting heavily, yet he chuckled softly, his voice filled with madness and self-satisfaction.

Fan Jialuo slowly expanded the space, then contracted it slightly every now and then, feigning exhaustion. His head was bowed, so Ma You couldn’t see the slight upturn of his lips. In this game of cat and mouse, the first day passed, followed by the second, the third, the fourth……

Fan Jialuo gradually weakened his magnetic field, remaining seated and motionless. Meanwhile, Ma You, finding the battle increasingly easier, believed victory was assured and often laughed arrogantly above Fan Jialuo’s head.——

The flow of time within the space was the same as outside. On the first day, everyone stood in the square full of hope and waited. On the second day, some people began to panic. On the third day, Hu Wenwen and Sun Zhengqi, who were responsible for guarding the square, hugged each other and cried secretly several times. On the fourth day, some people felt despair. On the fifth day, Chief Yan came, Meng Zhong came, Song Wennuan came, Yuan Zhongzhou and others all came, and even Chang Sheng and Chang Zhen, who had a grudge against Fan Jialuo, came.

They stared intently at the soft chair, silently praying for a miracle, their wind-dried faces gradually tinged with deep sorrow. They knew that without food and water, no one could survive five days.

Crowds occasionally gathered on the streets away from the square, but were kept at bay by police tape and soldiers on duty. Drivers passing the square would slow down and glance out the window for a moment. Beijing’s social order seemed to have returned to normal, everyone was going to work or school as usual. However, everyone’s hearts were bound together by an invisible rope, tightly connected to this soft chair.

Prayers for Fan Jialuo appear daily on television, online, and even on banners in the streets. His safety has become everyone’s biggest concern.

Chief Yan kept a channel open to broadcast the story of the soft chair, never giving up even as hope dwindled. He draped a thick coat over Xu Yiyang’s shoulders, patted Song Rui’s shoulder, and advised, “Take the child back and get some sleep. Waiting any longer will ruin your health!”

“No need, he’ll be out soon.” Song Rui shook his head, his tone certain.

Yet everyone who came forward to persuade him received the same answer. He said it every day, but the person he was waiting for never appeared. He seemed rational, yet also seemed driven mad. Xu Yiyang held his hand tightly, his small body trembling slightly. Without a doubt, they were the people in the world most afraid of losing Fan Jialuo.

Chief Yan wanted to persuade him further, but when he caught a glimpse of Meng Zhong shaking his head, he swallowed back all the words he had to say.

Around 7 p.m., a large number of people spontaneously gathered around the square, standing outside the cordon and silently watching the scene.

Zhou He, holding his wife’s hand in one hand and his daughter’s hand in the other, slowly walked over. He first closed his eyes in prayer, and then placed the flowers in his hands on the steps.

The army sealed off the square, preventing them from entering, they could only stand on the edge and look around each day. Many others shared their good intentions and prayers, and in no time, the steps of the square were covered with all sorts of flowers.

Everyone seemed to have accepted Fan Jialuo’s heroic sacrifice, and Ma You in space thought so too. He stared at the young man who sat cross-legged with his head down, silent and motionless, and tentatively asked, “Are you dead?”

The youth was as serene as a stone sculpture.

Ma You panted heavily for a while, his wheezing sound like a venomous snake crawling and slithering in the narrow space, its tongue flicking out, cold and sticky, making one feel nauseous. The young man remained motionless, and no longer emitted any terrifying magnetic field, his vibrant life force seemed to have completely dissipated.

“Ha….haha……”

A hysterical laugh echoed through the space. A moment later, a door appeared on the metal wall. A scrawny young man with a sleazy appearance carefully stepped through the door, first circling around Fan Jialuo a few times, then kicking his knee with his toe, before extending an index finger and slowly poking at the crown of his head……





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