God's Descent in the Magical City

Chapter 25: Fangfang's Heartfelt Gratitude

As they watched the thugs disappear into the distance, Mile remarked, "I've seen those guys before. They've been sneaking around the temple for days."

"Oh," A-lai said, his mind racing. *Could they be after the temple's relics? If that's the case, their days are numbered. They're on my turf now—let's see how they handle it.*

Misheng and Mile, seeing that Fangfang's shirt was torn and revealing her skin, quickly lowered their heads and chanted, "Amitabha."

A-lai, noticing their reaction, quickly took off his own shirt and handed it to Fangfang to wear.

He asked curiously, "What are you two doing out here?"

Misheng whispered into A-lai's ear, "Last night, someone snuck into the hidden room in the annex."

Mile, speaking more loudly, added, "Abbot Liaocheng has requested that you come to the temple. There's something important."

Fangfang, already upset, snapped, "Why does your abbot always need A-lai? I've told you before, A-lai is a lay disciple, not a real monk from your temple. We need to go home and tend to his wounds first."

Suddenly remembering something, A-lai exclaimed, "Let's check on my device!"

They hurried to the trap and saw a gray rabbit struggling with its legs in the air. Mile rushed forward to catch it.

"Stop! Let me do it!" A-lai shouted.

But it was too late.

Mile let out a yelp as he touched the copper wire, and his body was thrown several meters back.

A-lai quickly turned off the device and instructed Fangfang to carefully pack it up. Then he told Mile to grab the rabbit, but Mile hesitated, muttering about how powerful the device was. Misheng, however, caught the rabbit and muttered a prayer, "Amitabha, forgive us."

The four quickly returned to A-lai's courtyard, where Grandfather Lei was alarmed to see A-lai covered in blood. He anxiously asked what had happened.

Fangfang, crying, said, "Grandpa, it's my fault again. A-lai got hurt protecting me—his arm might be broken again."

Fangfang didn't waste time explaining further. She quickly fetched the knife wound medicine and prepared some saltwater in the kitchen. As she unwrapped the bandage on A-lai's arm to clean the wound, she was stunned.

The two cuts on A-lai's arm had already closed up and didn't even need stitches.

Fangfang murmured, "Your arm is tougher than the machete?"

A-lai, seeing her confusion, explained, "Don't you remember? When I broke this arm, they put a titanium alloy plate in during surgery. You told me that yourself. Of course, it's strong—otherwise, my arm would've been cut clean off."

Fangfang shook her head, puzzled, "But it doesn't make sense. Those machetes should've left your arm in shreds. How did the wounds heal so quickly?"

A-lai, equally baffled, replied, "I don't know either. I just felt a sharp pain, then it was like thousands of tiny ants were rushing to the wound. Maybe this is what they call the resilience of life. It's like I've developed some kind of superpower."

Grandfather Lei, relieved that A-lai was okay, took the rabbit to the kitchen.

A-lai said, "Fangfang, help Grandpa boil some water."

Fangfang glanced at Misheng and Mile, then turned to A-lai with a serious expression and said, "You're not going anywhere today! You're staying home, and I'll help you study." With that, she headed to the kitchen.