Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 20 Mother and son haunting

"Hi~!"

Li Erniu gasped, and Old Master Ren behind him fell straight backward.

Huang Dabing reacted quickly, catching her as his face turned pale.

"Why did the blood lamp go out?"

I just saw the lamp oil; there was still a lot of it.

Li Erniu's hand holding the blood lamp trembled. A chilling aura had just swept over him, extinguishing the blood lamp.

"Don't panic!"

Forcing himself to calm down, he shouted at Huang Dabing. Then he bit his index finger and dripped blood into the blood lamp.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
The blood lamp still showed no signs of reigniting.

Li Wushou, carrying the old beggar on his back, watched Li Erniu, who was still trying to light the blood lamp, and suddenly felt something. He slowly looked up at the second floor of the earthen building.

"Ouch~ Damn it~"

The old beggar followed Li Wushou and looked up at the second floor. He immediately felt a pang of unease and cursed under his breath.

The sound was sudden, and the younger members of the Ren family standing behind the two looked over as well. Then, a series of gasps of cold air echoed in the courtyard.

"Hi~!"

"Ah~ so many eyes!"

Li Erniu then realized what was happening and looked up. He saw that on the dark second floor, blood-red eyes had appeared out of nowhere, some on the eaves and some on the railings.
"Hi~!"

Li Erniu had been a team leader for moving corpses for a long time and had seen a lot, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a scene.

The few eyes that escaped from Old Master Ren must have been feasting in the Ren family compound during this time, which is why they rioted like this.

"What should I do?"

Huang Dabing supported Old Master Ren, whose face was ashen and who seemed to have lost his soul.

Li Wushou put the old beggar down and his expression became solemn. This Ren family compound had at least several dozen people. Apart from the younger generation present, were they all dead?

Focus your mind and look towards the second floor.

The entire second floor was silent, and all eyes seemed to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, a soft creak came from the wooden planks on the second floor, and a pregnant woman slowly emerged from the darkness and stood by the railing.

What horrified Li Wushou was that the woman had at least a dozen eyes on her face.

Moreover, the original owner's two eyes were also blood red, filled with resentment.

Master Ren stared at the figure that suddenly appeared, his face paled, and he cried out in alarm, "Madam!"

This is his pregnant wife. In order to ensure the delivery of the fetus, Master Ren voluntarily had his wife's eyes implanted in his own body.

But at this moment, the lady's face was covered with countless eyes. What about the child?

Thinking of this, Master Ren felt a wave of despair.

Li Erniu was equally desperate; he finally understood why the blood lamp couldn't be lit.

After Old Master Ren's eyes wandered away, he must have sensed the vigorous life force of the newborn fetus, which had flowed into the woman's body.

Having devoured the woman and her unborn child, Li Erniu would have to take any of the resentment—the resentment of the unborn child plus the resentment of losing a child—seriously, let alone the combined resentment between mother and child at this moment.
Moreover, the spiritual eyes planted on other people seemed to be summoned, and they all converged on this woman.

"Puff~ Puff~ Puff~"

Simultaneously, sounds emanated from the faces of the younger generation of the Ren family in the courtyard.

The spiritual eyes on their faces seemed to have been summoned.

They pulled bloody tendons from each face, jumped to the ground, and climbed along the pillars of the earthen building towards the woman on the second floor.

Those who had lost their spiritual eyes covered their faces and wailed, most of them falling into a coma. Eyes from all directions converged on the woman's entire body, more than a hundred blood-red eyes covering her, among which her own blood-red pupils shone the brightest.

Li Wushou gazed intently, then sighed softly.

Through the physical body, Li Wushou saw the woman's despair.

The woman, cradling the infant spirit—or, as it should be called now, an evil spirit—stared around with resentment, as if she wanted to destroy everything.

She hated her husband for not protecting her and their child, and she also hated this damned world, so she wanted to kill, to kill everything she saw!
"Ah~!"

The woman let out a shrill scream, her blood-red eyes widening in fury, filled with intense killing intent.

In an instant, even the moonlight turned a crimson hue.

Li Erniu and Huang Dabing desperately covered their ears, their violent resentment surging into their minds. Before they could hold on for long, their eyes rolled back and they collapsed to the ground.

In an instant, only Li Wushou and the old beggar remained standing in the courtyard.

Li Wushou moved with his will, and a dark shadow unfolded like a curtain, blocking the resentment from his body.

The old beggar stood still, unmoved. He was never afraid of such things, but he felt a little sorry for the woman's plight.

"It's hopeless. Judging by the looks of it, it'll probably be completely eaten by evening."

"Why did the riot escalate to this extent?"

It wasn't that Li Wushou couldn't see the resentment between the mother and son, but under normal circumstances, it takes time to dispel evil spirits, let alone the kind of awakened spirit eye that can control the raging storm.

Li Wushou and the old beggar exchanged a glance, then spoke at the same time.

"Are the monks of Blood Buddha Temple practicing exorcism?"

Yes, only in this way can it be explained.

"Either retreat now, or end this quickly!"

Li Wushou knew that since the Blood Buddha Temple was cultivating evil spirits, they wouldn't just stand by and do nothing; they might even be watching from the sidelines.

With his mind extremely focused, he scanned the earthen building and thankfully found no unusual methods. But he couldn't be sure when the monks from the Blood Buddha Temple would arrive.

The old beggar looked at the pregnant woman who jumped from the second floor with a strange expression, and suddenly said solemnly.

"I'm not leaving. Today, I'll use this mother and child spirit to help you obtain a Yin meridian!"

The old beggar originally wanted to use the spirit of Old Master Ren to help Li Wushou condense a yin meridian.

What kind of Yin meridians are most suitable for Li Wushou? Naturally, they are not the kind of meridians on the flesh and blood.

The first step in a high priest's Yin cultivation technique is to enter the Yin realm, which means adapting the physical body to Yin energy. Only by consuming Yin energy can one increase their cultivation level and become a great high priest!

The transition from a junior priest to a senior priest is a process of adaptation. Those who can adapt are talented, while those who cannot are simply adding to the cult's power.

However, Li Wushou's body was special and he didn't need to adapt at all.

Since the City God believes that Li Wushou was born with a yin nature, why not just use his yin soul to forge a yin meridian?

That way, one can naturally gather yin energy, which is much better than being born into yin.

Unexpectedly, this unexpected turn of events has occurred, and the vengeful spirits of this mother and child are far stronger than those of Old Master Ren.

Originally, I was worried that Old Master Ren's spirit power was not enough, so I planned to create a part of it first and then slowly accumulate it over the next few days while moving the corpse. Now it seems that it is very likely that it can be created in one go.

The old beggar stood still and began to rub his armpits.

A moment later, the old beggar rubbed off a long strip of mud.

The clay strips were as tough as incense sticks, and when the old beggar held them in his hand, they spontaneously combusted without a flame!

This time, instead of biting off the mud strip incense, the old beggar bit off one of his index fingers.

After chewing for a moment, the old beggar, with a sorrowful expression, bowed to the pregnant woman who was floating towards him.
"Please have mercy, Li Wushou is unlucky, he lacks a good Yin meridian, please give it to him!"

(End of this chapter)