From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

The Ru porcelain in his hand gradually became his head. Yingchuan was suddenly startled. Then the surrounding scene changed into a bloody and dark dungeon, as if a battle had just taken place.

Then Yingchuan saw his headless body holding him, and then his head was put back. A memory came flooding back, stimulating his brain and causing him extreme pain.

It turned out that what I had just seen was just a memory. I didn’t know how long I had been here.

He had never been to Huoyao Town, it was just his imagination.

He was on the road at the time, and after climbing over a mountain he arrived at a temple. The person who opened the door was a skinny old man in tattered clothes.

Yingchuan asked, why did the old Taoist priest open the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain?

Taoist priest? What is a Taoist priest? The old man was a little confused.

Yingchuan had a preconceived notion that he was a Taoist priest. Beliefs in different worlds must be different, but Yingchuan never cared about this issue.

Can I stay for one night? Ying Chuan asked politely.

The old man said nothing and took Yingchuan into the temple.

But the disciples around him continued to do what they were doing.

The old man took him to a storage room and let him stay temporarily.

However, Yingchuan still walked around and finally arrived at the main hall.

There are no luxurious decorations inside, and in the center is a statue of an unknown god.

He asked the disciple next to him, what kind of god is this?

This is the True Lord Nirvana, worshipped by sages of all generations.

As it happens, the memorial service will be held soon, so why not stay and take a look.

No, I was in a hurry to get on with my journey, so I soon cried.

In the evening, the old man ordered people to prepare a large table of dishes and bring them up. Water was almost flowing from Yingchuankou, after all, they could only eat dry food during the journey.

He picked up a piece of meat and tasted it. It was delicious, but the meat was a little sour.

His mind suddenly became clear, and he asked in a low voice, "What kind of meat is this?"

"Pork," someone answered.

Then, a disciple said, something is wrong, the "pork" this time is very sour, maybe someone forgot to process it.

The atmosphere in the lobby became quiet at this time, and Yingchuan felt a sense of danger.

Suddenly, a disciple rushed over, seemingly wanting to kill Yingchuan.

Ying Chuan punched him, but his bones seemed to be broken and he fell to the ground, unable to get up. This caused a huge uproar and all the disciples in the hall rushed over. Ying Chuan continued to punch him one by one, while the old man quietly took out a Vajra Ring and threw it towards him.

Yingchuan fell to the ground after the sneak attack. His disciples rushed over, tied him up and threw him into the dungeon, waiting for the grand sacrifice.

After waking up, Yingchuan looked around and saw that everyone around him was like him.

Most of them were young and middle-aged men, a few women, and some elderly and children, some of whom were covered with wounds. But they all looked desperate.

Yingchuan broke free easily, pried open the cell door and escaped, but he didn't plan to leave directly. He wanted to save them and share the firepower at the critical moment.

However, how could it be so easy? The ventilation ducts began to release poisonous gas, and everyone who smelled it started to go crazy and attack each other.

He quickly covered his mouth and nose, but the diamond ring on his neck glowed and he lost consciousness again, and a massacre followed.

During this time, the diamond ring glowed again, and the out-of-control Yingchuan felt a stinging pain and wanted to take it off, but couldn't. Then he suddenly thought that if his head fell off, the ring would fall off too, so Yingchuan, who was in control first, took his head off.

The circle fell, Yingchuan died, and the sacrifice was completed.

It was unknown how long it took for Yingchuan to regain consciousness, and the scene just now happened.

I died and came back to life. Yingchuan was very confused about this, but he had to get out first to find out.

Yingchuan took the King Kong Ring and returned to the ground

It was already dark, or rather the place was covered by something.

Those disciples knelt fanatically towards the main hall.

Yingchuan felt something was wrong and was about to go to the main hall, but suddenly the ground shook and the entire temple became ruins.

It is a statue of a deity. It is emitting black gas but not black light, giving people an ominous and twisted feeling.

Yingchuan realized that he had to destroy the statue and interrupt the ceremony, so he rushed towards the statue without hesitation.

But he was stopped by his disciples, but he still punched them one by one, but after one fell, he rushed forward again intact in a few seconds.

If I keep going on like this, I will die of exhaustion but never reach the statue. Ying Chuan realized this, so he did not hold back and punched him through the heart. This way, he could lie here and heal himself without blocking his way.

He relied on his heartfelt sincerity to these disciples and slowly made his way to the statue.

At this time, the old man stood up, but was still knocked away by Yingchuan's punch. Yingchuan picked up an iron rod and hit the statue hard. After a few hits, the statue broke into pieces.

Just when he thought it was over, the scene changed again.

The family was informed that the patient was awake. He saw several psychiatrists in white coats around him. He felt something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he realized that his memory was stuck on the last time he ate mushrooms.

Doctor, what's wrong with me, Yingchuan asked?

Oh, he ate too many mushrooms and was severely poisoned. When he was found, he was still crazy even after gastric pumping.

At this time, his parents came.

Son, you finally woke up. I was worried about you. You can't eat it next time. Look at what you have become. A middle-aged woman who claimed to be Yingchuan's mother came hurriedly, followed by his father.

Parents, am I not an orphan? Yingchuan was very confused. He clearly had no parents in his memory. It was impossible for him not to have a father, but he clearly had parents in his memory.

No...that's not right. He has parents, but in his subconscious he has no parents.

What nonsense are you talking about? You must have been poisoned by bacteria and gone stupid.

He followed his parents through the discharge procedures and returned home with some doubts.

When we got home, his mother was very happy. She said, "You must be hungry after staying in the hospital for so long. I will cook a delicious meal for you."

Just when he was about to accept it, another person came in from outside. The appearance of this person suddenly startled Yingchuan Shenfeng's memory. It was the old man.

His brain seemed to explode and his body unconsciously went to the kitchen. He picked up a kitchen knife. His mother, who was washing vegetables next to him, was still muttering to him.

Then he became ruthless and stabbed the man with his knife. The man fell down and blood spurted into the sink. Yingchuan's body was shaking. He then followed him out waving the knife, shouting that it was all fake, all fake.

Boom...boom. After a few cuts, the old man and his father fell down with their eyes wide open and a look of disbelief.

Blood was all over Yingchuan's face and body. The warm blood woke him up, and he shouted like crazy, "This is all fake... fake." The scene did not change, and he looked incredulous.

How could it be possible? It was impossible. At this moment, he felt a strong sense of sadness in his heart. He realized that all this was true. He had killed his entire family. He was in despair and knelt in a pool of blood, feeling confused.

The neighbor who heard the noise outside the door saw this scene, fell to the ground in fright, and screamed to call the police. Yingchuan ignored him, he was just confused.

The police took him away like this and sentenced him to death, which will be executed soon.

On the day of his execution, Yingchuan lay in the execution vehicle in a depressed mood. The needle pierced him and he lost consciousness.

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