Headless Immortal

Chapter 96 Golden Light Unveils (Part 2)

Mr. Ni looked with interest at the red-faced Yu Rong monster that was walking towards him, and said with a smile, "They each have their own wishes. What do you want? Do you want to build a temple in Qingquan Temple and settle down to enjoy the incense offerings of the people? Or do you want wealth and honor, a large number of wives and concubines, and to indulge in pleasure? Or do you want to have lofty ambitions and go further?"

“You really shouldn’t be an enemy of Peach Blossom Village.”

"Whatever you want, the Living Buddha can fulfill it."

Lu Xun, clad in a dark blue-green armor skirt, paused, her voice sharpening: "Oh?"

The voice came from the depths of his heart, a mixture of doubt and longing. His golden, demonic eyes fixed on Mr. Ni, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I do have something I want."

"It's alright to say so."

"Brain".

Mr. Ni's composed expression froze, his smiling lips gradually flattened, and his eyes, hidden behind his eyelids, turned into two blood-red, cold beams of light: "How many taels of silver is my head worth?"

Lu Xun told him the truth: "Two hundred taels."

Mr. Ni chuckled and pointed to the broken treasure chest on the riverbank, piled high with spilled gold and jewels: "There are more than a dozen two hundred taels over there."

"not enough."

"How much do you want?"

"That depends on how much his head is worth."

"How much is the head of a Living Buddha worth?"

"I hope it's nine million eight hundred thousand."

There are both zeros and whole numbers.

Mr. Ni didn't understand Lu Xun's meaning for a moment, but the seriousness and longing in the white ape demon's eyes were undeniable.

Enraged, the catfish warrior brandished his copper hammer and led his troops to surround and kill the monster. The toad leader and the otter scout stood at the two corners respectively, and the sturgeon warrior who had fallen into the water also climbed onto the bridge.

They were just waiting for Mr. Ni's order when they swarmed forward and hacked the Yu Rong monster into mincemeat.

Mr. Ni raised his hand to stop them, signaling the soldiers to help the villagers surround and kill the others.

The monsters, having received instructions, quickly landed on the shore.

On the long bridge, on the left and right, only two great monsters remained.

Mr. Ni sneered, "A defeated opponent."

He immediately tore off his scholar's attire.

The wound that the swordsman had inflicted had disappeared, replaced by dark blue-green scales, a duckbill dragon head, and gleaming iron claws.

Ni Guai swung his bald iron tail and strode forward.

As the Dharma Protector Vajra of the Living Buddha, his strength was beyond doubt. If it weren't for the siege by the county government soldiers that day, he would have already killed this Yu Rong monster that had broken into Meilan County. His blood-red mouth opened slightly, saliva sticking to his sharp fangs, mixed with a foul smell: "Since you don't know death, so be it, I will grant your wish!"

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Lu Xun's beastly eyes surged with bloodshot veins, the hairs on his body stood on end, and the beastly blood of fierce battle boiled within him.

Take one step.

Bang.

The terrifying force directly pushed the bridge into the river, creating a white wave that was half a meter high.

With a mighty leap, the three-zhang distance was covered in the blink of an eye.

Flying ape.

The white ape flew close to Ni Guai, its arm outstretched, striking first with its iron fist aimed straight for Ni Guai's face.

Ni Guai used his Eagle Claw technique to grab the iron fist, his beast feet to stabilize the fist stance, and then the waves pushed back by the boat bridge deflected Lu Xun's long arm. The first three fingers of the iron claw formed a pincer, his left hand followed the long arm to grab Lu Xun's shoulder blade, and his right hand changed from a claw to a finger and rushed towards the Tanzhong acupoint.

"Trying the same old trick again? You're asking for it!"

With his left hand, he blocked the attack, then grabbed two fingers and twisted them.

bang.

Ni Guai's iron claws were twisted into a pretzel by the powerful force.

Without the arms to hold it in place, the iron fist slipped inside.

It hit Ni Guai squarely in the chest.

puff.

Blood splattered in the air, and as the silver hair drew closer, the red and white clashed, creating speckled marks.

bright?

A look of doubt flashed in Lu Xun's eyes. Suddenly, a golden light seemed to strike from afar, grazing his monkey fur and crashing heavily into the river. The surging waves turned into a fine rain, covering the blood-red spots. This also forced the red-faced, green-toothed Yu Rong monster to lose this opportunity to press its advantage and re-examine the battlefield, searching for the person who cast the spell.

……

Keng.

Sparks flew as weapons clashed. Cheng Yan, holding a sword, dodged the machete, the cunning tip of his sword aimed straight for the shrimp soldier's eyes. A clang rang out as a bronze hammer blocked the longsword, and the giant sturgeon warrior's other hammer aimed straight for Cheng Yan's head.

"Shoot the horse before shooting the man!"

A phantom of a longbow appeared in the hand of Yang Shen, a senior student at the academy, and his righteous energy condensed into an arrow.

call out.

An arrow struck the Sturgeon Warrior's armor, causing him to stumble and miss. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cheng Yan advanced instead of retreating, his longsword swung around the Sturgeon Warrior's arm and headed straight for his neck.

The light flickered again.

Cheng Yan suddenly felt a lightness in his body. He turned his head and looked at the figure with surprise and joy in his eyes: "Uncle?"

Lu Xun's demonic eyes narrowed, and he finally saw clearly who was casting the spell.

It was very tall, standing out from the crowd, probably over nine feet tall.

Surrounded by villagers and monsters, he clasped his hands together, his shiny bald head particularly striking. He had round eyes and a tapir-like nose, with drooping eyelids obscuring his eye color. He wore a light gray monk's robe, while a dark indigo kasaya concealed his broad and robust physique, which was narrow at the top and bottom, standing like a rugby ball.

Jueming's monk's robes were stained with blood, his face was pale but unchanged, and his voice was weak: "You're wrong!"

The round-eyed, tapir-nosed monk lowered his eyes, his gaze calm and still, and said indifferently, "The Buddha said that Amitabha's land is bright and shining in all directions, his virtues immeasurable. He enables people to live in peace and prosperity, free from the eight sufferings, and to see the pure world of lapis lazuli where the five aggregates are clear. Who is wrong? Is it the people's fault, or the Buddha's fault?"

Jueming flew into a rage, his white eyebrows flying wildly, his anger reaching its peak, and he roared: "You scoundrel, you're nothing but a turtle from the Xunyang River, who stole the supernatural powers of the Buddhist temple and conjured up a mirage of a peach blossom village. How dare you defile the ancient Buddhist scriptures?"

The abbot remained calm, his eyes shifting slightly from Peach Blossom Town to the outsiders, his magnetic and deep voice resounding: "Then, it seems, it was this humble monk's fault."

"Draw your bow and nock your arrow!"

The old village chief sang loudly.

He didn't know what was right and what was wrong. In short, whatever could improve the lives of ordinary people like them was right and should be supported.

Drive out the court's henchmen completely!
Mr. Ni, revealing his true form, had veins bulging and his ferocious, furious face looked even more grotesque. He leaped from the bridge onto the shore.

He would never allow anyone to say that the Living Buddha was wrong.

Bloodshot eyes scrutinized the Confucian scholars of Bailudong Academy, then swept over Chen Jing, who was protected by the Five Witches' army, and finally landed on Jueming. He opened his hand and had Jiacun Han hand over an iron-rimmed bow.

Squeak.

The bow is taut, the string about to snap.

"Fire arrows!"

……

Seeing the situation and the number of enemies and allies, Chen Jing waved his command flag and directed the twelve soldiers beside him to form a battle formation to protect everyone.

The twelve soldiers, shrouded in eerie ghostly energy, raised their shields and formed a circular formation.

The sound of arrows striking the shield was incessant.

The people inside tried to keep their bodies low to the ground, but even the airtight seal couldn't absorb the impact.

Daoist Chen Jing roared, "Go! Get out of here!"

"How to go?"

Li Song, still clutching a large bundle, refused to let go. He was covered in wounds, with a broken arrow stuck in his waistband, and the jewels he had once carried in his bosom were now scattered on the ground.

Qian Xiong's arm trembled, and blood flowed down the wound. The signal arrow exploded into fireworks in the sky, but there was nothing else he could do. He could only hope that the troops outside the mountain could see the signal and provide some support.

The little baby on the sorceress Zheng Gu's body looked anxious and kept patting Zheng Gu's shoulder. Yang Shen took a deep breath and said solemnly, "We have a way."

Qian Xiong immediately shouted, "Why aren't you coming yet!"

"If this method is used, Junior Brother Ma and I will probably collapse from exhaustion."

Yang Shen looked solemnly and expectantly at the red-faced, green-toothed white ape demon beside him, and then earnestly said to Cheng Yan, "Junior brother, it's up to you."

As he spoke, he shifted his gaze to Ma Ye.

The two began drawing talismans and proclaimed loudly, "King Mu can travel a thousand miles a day by turning his wheel!"

The talisman was drawn in an instant, and Yang Shen and Ma Ye's faces turned pale. Their eyes rolled back and they fainted on the spot. Just as they were about to fall, they were lifted up by the white ape's arm.

At the same time, with the infusion of righteous energy and the communication between the talisman and heaven and earth, a large blue iron carriage with four fine horses, two in each direction, carried everyone into the carriage.

Cheng Yan, on a sudden inspiration, jumped onto the frame, grabbed the reins, and with a 'snap', shouted, "Giddy up!"

The tall, bluish-purple horse snorted and galloped toward the bridge. Everyone thought this would surely plunge the entire carriage into the river, but to their surprise, four horses pulled the carriage across the water. Accompanied by the clatter of iron hooves and the rumble of wheels, the group reached the other side.

"We'll crash into it!" Qian Xiong leaped to Cheng Yan's side. The mountain tunnel they came into could only accommodate two people side by side at most. Now, with four horses running side by side, they were fast, but dragging such a large cart would probably result in their own destruction and death without any pursuers.

Cheng Yan tried to pull on the reins to control the horse, but his strength, which allowed him to wrestle with two large yellow oxen and even slightly outmatch them, only slowed Yu Lun down a little.

Lu Xun leaped four or five meters in one step, jumped onto the horse's back, and gripped the reins with both hands to control King Mu's chariot to avoid the rocks.

The four horses pulling the huge carriage drew a semi-circle before slowing down.

However, pursuers were closing in from behind.

The howls of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were right next to us.

The toad leader leaped high into the air, landing precisely on top of the carriage with a thud. Its cheeks bulged, and it exhaled a thick cloud of mist. Cheng Yan flipped over and reached the top, his sword slicing through the poisonous mist like a silver snake, striking the toad monster. The toad monster swung its blade, but Cheng Yan leaped into the air, kicking it down with a 'bang'.

"Do we have to get off the bus?"

"You can't go down."

Qian Xiong immediately rejected the idea.

When we came, the top of the cave was just wide enough for two people to walk side by side, and the middle section was so narrow that one person could not pass through.

If they get off the bus and start fighting, they'll only die faster.

At present, two students from Bailudong Academy are unconscious, Daoist Chen Jing needs to command the barbarians to resist the pursuers, his apprentice Dongsheng is seriously injured, the swordsman has five bloody holes in his abdomen, his clothes are stained with blood and he seems to have lost the ability to move, the sorceress is in a sorry state, and Li Song is still protecting the last bag of jewelry...

Who will cover the rear?

The sorceress Zheng, with her loose silver hair and a faint golden light emanating from her body, said with a faint spiritual aura in her eyes: "If we don't follow her, we will all die."

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk has come."

Master Jueming chanted Buddhist scriptures while his hands moved in a series of hand seals: "The Buddha said Amitabha, the land of Amitabha is but a foot away..." The complex and elaborate mantra, combined with the changing hand seals, caused a burst of silvery-white light to shine, enveloping the carriage and the crowd. Then, to everyone's astonishment, the carriage and the crowd rapidly shrank.

In the blink of an eye, it had grown to the size of a wooden bucket or basin, resembling a large child's toy. The once narrow cave had suddenly become a wide, open road, and Lu Xun pulled on the reins without any hesitation, urging the carriage to drive into it.

"drive!"

The pursuers behind them had not been shaken off.

The reason is that the carriage is too small; even if it exerts all its strength, its speed cannot compare with that of a large wheel.

Fortunately, the cave was able to prevent the demon soldiers and villagers from rushing in.

Seeing that he could not catch the runaway carriage and there was a cave in front of him, the Living Buddha of Taoyuan put his hands together and chanted scriptures. A golden light shone from the gem on his forehead and directly split the cave open.

The once dark, starlit depths suddenly opened up, and the chisel marks quickly tore apart to both sides.

……

Outside the mountains.

County Lieutenant Lei Ji stood at the front of the formation, leaning on his spear, flanked by a centurion and a county constable.

Old Cheng, the jailer who had cultivated true qi, was also among the top.

Grey Baby quietly clung to Old Man's clothes, while Black Bean's eyes remained fixed on the dark cave.

Lezimo held his long spear, its cool touch calming him. Beside him, a tall horse grazed peacefully on the wild grass. He pulled on the reins and asked, "What time is it?"

"Reporting to the Third Master, it is mid-morning (11:00 AM)."

"How long have they been in there?"

"Less than 15 minutes."

Time slowly boils over everyone, and in the autumn breeze and warm sunshine, one cannot feel the passage of time.

Lei Ji thought a long time had passed, but it turned out that less than 15 minutes had passed.

"Did you hear anything?" Lei Ji frowned.

The officers and soldiers, who were on high alert, looked bewildered, while the centurion and the head constable, who had cultivated their inner energy to the left and right of the county magistrate, listened attentively.

Old Cheng stubbed out his pipe. At first, he didn't pay attention, but then he felt the rat in his arms moving. He listened intently, but it wasn't clear enough, so he simply lay down on the ground.

"The sound of horses' hooves!" he exclaimed in astonishment.

Nearly.

It wasn't a sound, but a terrifying golden light emanating from the cave. The golden light suddenly expanded like an iron rod, then shot towards the sky.

Then the mountain opened up.

There were no more caves or tunnels, only a canyon that stretched to the sky.

The sky was very blue, the ground was very thick, and the cliffs on both sides were towering thousands of feet high.

The large trains of Qingdao Railway, rising from the distant horizon, kicked up dust as if riding on clouds.

"Squeak." Gray Baby pointed with its little paw.

The old man concentrated intently and saw four tall horses galloping side by side through the canyon, with a white-haired, white-bodied monster wearing dark blue armor lying on the back of one of them.

He recognized the other person at a glance.

"Di!"

The eagle soars into the sky, spreading its enormous wings and cutting through a narrow strip of sky.

Riding on his over-the-horse, Lu Xun looked up and suddenly realized that it was already bright daylight and the cave was no longer there. Without thinking, he blurted out, "Giddy up!"

The carriage slowly grew from a water bucket to a millstone, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original size.

Inside the carriage, Master Jueming was so weak he almost collapsed. Constable Qian quickly supported him and immediately noticed the fine beads of sweat on the monk's forehead and his pale face, clearly indicating that the spell had taken a heavy toll.

The closer the sound got, the louder the car became.

Lei Ji raised his hand and announced loudly, "Full draw!"

The sounds of armor clashing echoed in unison.

Draw the bow and nock the arrow, pulling it to its fullest extent.

We are just waiting for the order.

Old Cheng hurriedly pulled the county magistrate back: "Third Master, you must not fire the arrow!"

"Do you know..." The centurion flew into a rage and was about to draw his sword.

The county constable raised his hand to signal for silence.

Another gesture made the archers relax.

With a creak, the bowstring loosened.

Orders were obeyed without question, and everything was done in perfect unison.

Lei Ji glanced at him sideways, his expression cold and ruthless. If Lao Cheng couldn't give a convincing reason, he would kill him on the spot for disrupting military operations.

The battlefield is ever-changing, and missing an opportunity can be disastrous. He couldn't let monsters charge into the battle and harm hundreds of his elite troops just because of one person's opinion.

Lao Cheng quickly organized the information in his mind, striving to persuade the county magistrate with just one sentence.

"They are Constable Qian and his group..."

(End of this chapter)