Ray was the first to blink awake, his eyes struggling to adjust to the dim light.“Are you with us, boss?”His gaze darted to where his employer should be.Instinctively, as a bodyguard, his first thought was to check the safety of his boss.A few seconds later, Nicholas groaned, stirring to his life.“Still breathing,” he rasped, gasping for air.Ray exhaled, the tension easing from his shoulders.“How about you guys?”He was also eager to know whether his buddies were okay or not.“Scratches, but we’re all in one piece,” Jack grunted. “What the heck is going on?”Then, they hauled themselves out of the wreck with great difficulty, each move a battle against exhaustion and pain.When they were all out of the battered car, what surprised them most was the sticky smelly rain was still falling.They looked up, and their heart nearly stopped.“Holy shit! Is that the hot chick you were talking about?”A python the size of a house loomed over them, its eyes like twin rubies, glittering wit

The young man steered the tactical vehicle to a halt in front of a shabby thatched hut. Unremarkable in every way, the hut stood out only because it was nestled in the sturdy boughs of a low-hanging tree.The tree's thick canopy offered an extra layer of cover to the weather-beaten abode, making it all the more secluded.To a discerning eye, it was clear that the young man, Edward, had a knack for feng shui."Don't they get what the Forest of Death signifies? What a pack of fools!" he grumbled under his breath. " Oh well, today I'll play the good Samaritan and yank you bastards back from the brink."As he spoke to himself, Edward tugged at a brown hose by the entrance of the hut.It was a water pipe, crafted from animal intestines, with a rooster's comb fixed to the end. "Time for a good scrub," he announced, twisting the blood-red comb.A jet of clear water sprayed from the hose.Despite residing in the pristine rainforest, this young man had managed to modernize his dwelling in impr

"Is that so?" Edward's voice dripped with sarcasm. "You may not have been a milk merchant in this life, but what about your past life？You’re such an ignorant fool!""Past life?" Nicholas stared at Edward in disbelief."Do past lives really exist?" Ray asked, his curiosity piqued."Sounds pretty far-fetched," Jack frowned, skeptical.Though they occasionally tossed around terms like "divine” or “god”, deep down, they considered such talk mere superstition."You lot are blinded by your own desires," Edward scolded, his expression taut with disapproval. "You're beyond salvation.""Please, guide us!" Nicholas and the others immediately bowed low, their foreheads hitting the ground with resounding thuds.The idea of believing in mysterious, unknown forces was foreign to them; they'd rather trust in the tangible power of money and influence.Yet, their curiosity was stirred, driven by a primal desire to harness these mysterious forces for wealth, power, and longevity.This was a great chanc

Then, with the ease of a seasoned surgeon, Edward delved into his own body and meticulously extracted his internal organs.Casually, he strolled to the entrance of his hut, twisted the blood-red rooster's comb attached to the gut hose, and a gushing stream of water burst from it instantly.With precision, he cleansed each organ—stomach, lungs, liver, heart—under the cascading spring water.A torrent of black liquid, as dark as the water that had filled the bucket before, drained from his organs."If I don’t go to hell for those patients, who would?" Edward whispered to the wind. “That’s the price I pay for treating them.”Once the cleansing was complete, he gently returned his organs to their rightful place.With a skilled hand, he dusted some medicinal powder onto the wound, and within moments, his flesh was as good as new, unblemished by a single scar."With Nicholas added to the list today, I've selflessly healed eighty-one patients. It's time for me to leave this forest and return

The meeting spot Sarah had chosen was a small, desolate grove just three miles outside her company’s office.The area was eerily quiet, the air thick with a sense of isolation.It wasn’t a place many people visited, but Edward knew it well.He’d often walked these paths with Sarah before when her grandfather sometimes joined them.Those had been simpler days. They would talk, laugh, and joke.Despite knowing that Edward came from a poor background, her grandfather never judged him. He’d never looked down on him; he’d always spoken of Edward’s "positive energy".As a fortune-teller, Grandfather observed that there was an unseen evil force lurking in the family’s backyard.It was also noticed that this evil force was growing stronger, slowly draining the vigour and vitality of almost everyone in the family, and gradually eroding the family’s fortune.It even caused his health to deteriorate day by day.Fortunately, he found Eward—whose aura he believed had a unique power that could coun