Chapter 247 Struggle

Since childhood, Zhang Yunyan had been searching for Yuntian and Yunxia everywhere. She had persisted for more than ten years, and had been praying hard for more than ten years. She hoped that the three of them could reunite, but they had never been together as she expected.

At this moment, Yunyan was trapped in the “hell” of Living Yama. She was tightly bound and about to be forced on a terrible place of execution. She would pass away, and had no hope of reunion with her brother and sister who had been separated with her for more than ten years.

This result was a continuation of the tragedy of the Zhang family, the sorrow of the hopeless revenge of the Lin family, and also the heartbreaking pain of Yunyan.

If the people lost their honorable heroine, they would fell very sorry and heartbroken.

In the horrible “hell”, Zhang Yunyan was upset and immersed in grief and pain. She thought it through, and the scenes of her life flashed in succession. From time to time, she was sad and missing, and she cried in sorrow…

In pain and despair, she silently said goodbye to her friends and family, to the past, and to the present…

In “hell,” it was dark and gloomy. Without any change at all, it was silent as death, which was thrilling.

In the “living world”, Yan Xiaopeng was playing with the concubine and travelling together in the wonderful “wonderland”. In pleasure, he wouldn’t forget the enemy downstairs, and would become even crazier after waking up. He would brutally destroy the fragile life.

The poor heroine was facing imminent disaster, and was about to embark on a road of no return. Tragedy couldn’t be changed, nor could she escape from danger. She could only be slaughtered by Living Yama and end her young life.

This was reality, an extremely cruel reality. Yunyan was in it, and she was unable to change the situation.

What’s crueler was that Zhang Yunyan not only would lose her life, but the missions she was taken up were also in vain, and she was unable to comfort the spirit of her families in heaven.

What’s more terrible was that the folks of Lianhu Village would be bullied by Yan Xiaopeng. She was powerless to rescue them and would helplessly watch the loved ones in her hometown being involved in the bloody disaster.

Zhang Yunyan thought of the woman named Youyu and felt heartbroken. Youyu was even more miserable. Not only would she be bullied by Living Yama, but she would also be sold to a brothel. This life she would have no good days.

This tragedy was caused by her. It was her sin, but she was unable to stop it. She was extremely angry.

Thinking of this, Yunyan was in anger and pain. She was even more desperate. She had no ability to rescue the folks, and couldn’t help Youyu escape from danger. She was both anxious and frustrated, and heartbroken for the helpless revenge.

Zhang Yunyan burst into tears. The pain she was suffering was overwhelming, and her injured heart was bleeding. She had the desire for revenge again. She must slaughter Yan Xiaopeng, not only to take revenge for her parents, but also to protect her relatives from death.

The reality was so cruel. How could a person who was about to die think about taking revenge? It could only be a dream.

Outside the small house, wind was whistling. Heavy rain poured down with continual thunder and dazzling lightning. Everything was submerged in the dark world, and sometimes showed up in the dazzling light. After the instant, the evil house was still dark.

In the small house, people in the “living world” upstairs was playing and travelling in the wonderful “wonderland”. The people in the “hell” downstairs was sighing and crying, and was filled with endless grief and pain.

The vow of Zhang Yunyan was not fulfilled, and her aspirations were waiting to be demonstrated. Unexpectedly she fell into the hands of the enemy, and all her wishes and even her life would disappear like smoke.

She had martial arts but now it was useless, and she was still unable to get rid of the entanglement of death. A miserable death was inevitable.

When she was about to die, Yunyan had only pain, sadness, tears, and sigh…

Time flew silently, and there was still no hope in “hell”, not even the slightest.

Upstairs, the sound of laughter and talk could be heard from time to time. Although it was not clear, it was like a sharp arrow which hurt the heroine’s heart…

As time went by, Zhang Yunyan gradually calmed down. She had to face up to reality. Sorrow and despair were useless, and it could only make her pain even worse, make her more impulsive and even discouraged until she lost her life.

She didn’t accept the so-called fate. She believed that everything must rely on her own efforts, and she would have to make a new life even when she was about to die. She couldn’t give herself up, and she was unwilling to sit back and wait. She was still thinking about how to escape.

She was still alive, so she couldn’t give up. She had to find a way to survive, and she must kill Living Yama to take revenge.

This was not only for the Zhang family, but also for the folks in Lianhu Village. If Yan Xiaopeng was not killed, the relatives in her hometown would fall into a deadly disaster. Countless families would be separated by death.

It was late at night, the “living world” upstairs quieted down, and the “hell” downstairs was silent. The two worlds were as quiet as death.

However, the two were completely different. The environment of the “living world” was bright and elegant with a cozy atmosphere; but it was dark and chill in the “hell” which was filled with sorrow and anger.

In the violent storm, the ghostly little house was dark and terrifying, which made people frightened.

The situation of Zhang Yunyan was extremely hard. With hands and feet tied, she was lonely and helpless, and her body was tightly tied to a thick wooden stake. She had no chance to move at all. It was harder than reaching the sky for her to get rid of the shackles of death.

She knew it was wishful thinking, but she had to do so. She could not wait for death to come. Even if she couldn’t escape, she did her best, which could relieve her grief.

Yunyan closed her eyes sadly. From time to time, she sighed and thought hard, and sometimes she shook her head and meditated…

In the “living world”, the sound of snoring was sometimes loud and sometimes low, and there was whispering while dreaming. Two happy souls had fallen asleep, or perhaps they were still in a sweet sleepwalk.

It was silent in the “hell”. Zhang Yunyan was sad and tired. She was thinking with her eyes closed, and somehow fell asleep. She didn’t know if she was in a dream, and what kind of dream it was…

Between heaven and earth, wild winds were rushing, heavy rain was splashing, lightning was chopping, and thunder was bombarding. Time was passing silently, and the bloody disaster was about to come…

It was already late at night, and dawn was coming blankly. The pace of time didn’t stop, and it didn’t bother to ask about the vicissitudes and changes in the world…

Not knowing how long it took, the snoring sound of the “living world” awakened the lone soul in “hell”. Zhang Yunyan opened her eyes and looked around. It was dim and silent.

She frowned and sighed, “Well, it’s already so urgent, how can I fall sleep? It was really hateful, it wasted time!”

Yunyan blamed herself strongly. Wasting the precious time was consuming her short life, which should not happen.

Zhang Yunyan looked at the dim oil lamp, listened to the endless wind and rain, and felt the violent thunder and lightning. She felt angry and painful for herself and the Zhang family, and was sad that the revenge for her adoptive family was hopeless. Her tears kept flowing down…

There was beautiful dreams in the “living world” while the dream in the terrible “hell” was difficult to fulfill. The pathetic fate was still miserable, and the terrifying ending had not changed. The poor heroine was extremely desperate. She was heading for tomorrow’s death helplessly…

Zhang Yunyan was confined to “hell” and was hugged tightly by death. She was being ruthlessly nibbled, and it wouldn’t be long before she lost her life. When she was about to part from the world, she fell asleep drowsily, which was puzzling and pitiful.

This was pitiful because she didn’t have much time to live. Every minute and second was hard to buy, but she consumed it ruthlessly. It was a pity!

She was consuming her precious life, and it couldn’t be overstated by any means.

Outside there was howling winds, torrential rains, loud thunder and thrilling lightning. The momentum of such bad weather was violent, ruthless and shocking… It made the earth tremble and everything shocked.

This small building was nothing special. After being carefully crafted by Living Yama, it was already two separated worlds which were of life and death despite the close distance.

These two worlds were completely different. They were being angrily impacted by the howling winds and ruthlessly washed down by the pouring rain. They were frantically shaken by the rumbling thunder and stabbed by the sharp lightning…

The momentum was extremely shocking and earth-shattering. This small house shivered like a curled-up ghost, and it was about to be ruined.

Zhang Yunyan looked at the horrible “hell” and listened to the roar of the storm. Under the strong shock of thunder and lightning, her vow of revenge surged, the emotion of tension tightened her face, and the will of revenge impacted her bleeding heart. She felt like being burned by the fire, and was anxious to vent her grief and anger.

She could not wait for death without doing anything, the hatred of the Zhang family didn’t allow her to die, and she must survive for it. The hatred of the Lin family could only be vented by her, so she couldn’t lose her life; and she had to keep looking for Yuntian and Yunxia until their reunion, thus the spirits of her parents in heaven could be comforted…

No matter how severe and cruel the reality was, and no matter how indifferent and ruthless the God was, she must never die. Never!

Zhang Yunyan didn’t acknowledge her fate, and didn’t accept being controlled by fate. If fate existed, she would and must find a way to change it.

She would try to defeat the god of death, take revenge for the two families, complete those lifelong aspirations and missions, and continue to live a beautiful life.

Zhang Yunyan wanted to live. Not to mention taking revenge, she must not die for the folks of Lianhu Village.

Otherwise, once tomorrow came, the villagers would suffer from the bloody bullying committed by Yan Xiaopeng. Countless families would be separated and lives would die.

Also, Youyu would be even more miserable. She would be doomed eternally.

Zhang Yunyan didn’t want to die, nor could she die. To die was to escape, it was sinful, and she could never die.

She shouldered the mission of the two families and her life and death was related to the safety of the people in her hometown. None of these could allow her to die. She must break free of the shackle and kill Yan Xiaopeng to take revenge for her parents, and to protect the villagers from the devastation of Living Yama.

However, thinking was just thinking, but the reality was so cruel. The hope of life was extremely slim, and it couldn’t be realized.

Yunyan’s limbs and body were tightly bound and unable to move. She was unable to escape on her own. Trying to escape from the hand of death was as difficult as reaching the sky, it could only be a dream.

In the small house, there was only the enemy Living Yama in the “living world” and his concubine, no one sympathized with her, and no one came here to rescue her. How could she escape from death? How could she take revenge? How could she protect the folks of Lianhu Village from being hurt?

The wish she was longing for was beautiful, but it was very slim. The desire to survive could only be delusional, and in the end it was very another dream