Feasibility of Mermaids Infiltrating Qilin

Zhang Fukong was already used to the snow unicorn's domineering nature. Fortunately, he had booked a double room with two beds, so he didn't have to risk waking up Su Xingze just to rest.

Zhang Fukong still feels lingering fear about what happened last time when he accidentally woke up Su Xingze.

This snow unicorn has a really bad temper, and it's incredibly grumpy when it wakes up.

If you accidentally wake him up once, he can keep you from getting a good night's rest for half a month.

Thinking about the nightmare cycle that had lasted for half a month, every time he was about to go to sleep he would be pulled into the illusion, and the illusion would last for most of the night.

He doesn't do anything else, he just creates noises in the illusion to keep you awake.

After not getting enough rest for half a month, even Zhang Fukong, who had undergone rigorous training, couldn't help but feel listless. He had already begun to regret it. Why did he let Su Xingze take the bronze bell from the treasure vault? He had completely dug his own grave.

In order to get a good night's sleep, Zhang Fukong took advantage of the opportunity to pass through towns and found some new and interesting things to give to Su Xingze to play with, thus ending the daily torment of illusions.

After glancing at Su Xingze, whose sleeping posture was contorted yet domineering, Zhang Fukong was once again glad that he had booked a double room with two beds.

Zhang Fukong lay down fully clothed, closed his eyes, and prepared to rest. The next second, a loud bang startled him awake.

He opened his eyes, his face filled with surprise and uncertainty.

No, are you coming?

Because of the torment of the illusion that had been indistinguishable from reality for more than half a month, Zhang Fukong's first thought was that he had been pulled into the illusion again.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

A thick stench of blood filled the air, along with the piercing wails of ghosts.

The temperature in the inn dropped instantly, and Zhang Fukong's expression became serious.

He sensed a strong, sinister aura, and his blood began to boil slightly. He turned his gaze to one side, as if he could see through the wall and into the scene outside.

He vaguely felt a pang of fear, sensing an immense danger lurking outside.

Zhang Fukong alertly grabbed the knife beside his pillow, quickly put on his shoes, and pressed himself against the door to listen intently. At that moment, terrified screams began to come from outside.

Su Xingze, who was on the other bed, also woke up at this time.

He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and complained slightly with dissatisfaction.

"It's so noisy!"

Zhang Fukong glanced back at him and said in a low voice, "Now is not the time to lose your temper. Something's wrong with the inn; it's dangerous!"

Su Xingze, who had single-handedly created the danger, looked back at him innocently, repeating blankly, "Danger?"

The stench of blood in the air grew stronger, the screams gradually faded, and the inn fell into silence. In this eerie silence, Zhang Fukong couldn't help but hold his breath.

His intuition, honed through long periods of danger, told him that danger was slowly approaching.

He adjusted his breathing, making the rhythm of his breaths slow and long.

He flexed his wrists, held the knife horizontally in front of him, and heard faint noises approaching their room.

In the deep darkness, a tall, gigantic shadow stood silently before their door, seemingly having discovered the two people hiding inside.

Knowing he couldn't escape, Zhang Fukong took out a blood-red, soap-like substance from his hidden pocket and wiped it on the blade, causing a layer of blood-red light to appear on the bright white blade.

The next second, he held the knife in both hands, and taking advantage of the monster outside's unpreparedness, he kicked open the door and slashed at the terrifying monster at the door.

Caught off guard, the monster took a solid blow from his blade. The swollen, rotting, bluish-white flesh sizzled as it corroded, and a huge gash appeared on the giant monster's thigh, from which black, viscous liquid dripped.

"Ugh! So ugly!"

Because the wooden door was kicked away by Zhang Fukong, Su Xingze saw the monster's appearance through the wide-open doorway and couldn't help but look away in disgust.

This monster is three or four meters tall, with long hair dripping with blood hanging down in front of it. Hollow eye sockets with maggots constantly wriggling and falling out can be vaguely seen in its hair.

The neck was swollen, with a huge gash that almost split the monster's head in two. From that gash grew many muscles covered in bits of flesh and blood, somewhat like thick, mangled wireworms writhing and twisting in the air, a truly disgusting sight.

The monster was completely naked, with seven arms growing from its body. Each arm was incredibly long, and two of them were nothing but bloody white bones. Its bloated and disgusting body was covered with crisscrossing cracks, from which fleshy buds wriggled and constantly emitted an evil aura.

It's hard to associate such a disgusting monster with the pretty girl from earlier in the day, but the monster's mutated spiritual energy is actively spreading outwards, making it impossible for Su Xingze to deny it.

No, he knew that low-level monsters were all ugly, and that half-mutants looked different from ordinary people, but he never expected that his first attempt to fuse a monster with a half-mutant would result in such a disgusting thing.

Su Xingze was reluctant to admit that he had created this thing. He turned his face away, pouted, and said, "It's really disgusting."

Just as Zhang Fukong was about to deliver his second slash, he nearly slipped and was speechless. Fortunately, Zhang Xiafei and the others came out of the house and joined the battle.

The monster didn't seem to intend to attack them; however, whenever their attacks landed on it, the bloody 'tentacles' growing from its neck would instinctively retaliate.

The Zhang family members had a strong fighting spirit. They raised their swords to block the 'tentacle's' attack, reacted quickly to retreat from their original positions, and the next second, the shadows of their swords kept falling on the monsters.

The Zhang family's knives carried a power that terrified the monster. After being slashed several more times, the monster glanced at Su Xingze inside the house with its empty eyes hidden behind its long hair, then used its bone claws to block the knives aimed at it and forcefully pushed the Zhang family members away.

The monster did not attack them; instead, it turned and left the inn.

Zhang Fukong watched the monster leave with a solemn expression. He had lived for over a hundred years and had never seen such a bizarre and twisted monster.

Zhang Fukong only put down the knife after he was sure the danger had passed.

The Zhang family members exchanged glances and quickly began to investigate the inn in unison.

Zhang Xiafei and his group found six survivors in the inn. They were the other two tables of people who had eaten in the guest room during the day, as well as the servants who lived near the stable. The innkeeper, the waiter, the arrogant burly man Cai Ye, and his brothers were all reduced to pieces of flesh, indistinguishable from one another.

The survivors trembled in the courtyard, never expecting that a simple request for lodging would lead to such a terrible ordeal.

They only caught a glimpse of the scattered pieces of flesh, but that one glance terrified them. The innkeeper was so frightened that he was in a daze, repeatedly muttering things like "karma, it's all karma."

Zhang Fukong and Zhang Xiafei exchanged a glance, realizing that the secret behind the monster's appearance lay hidden within it, and quickly pressed for details.

The servants, peeking through the dilapidated shed, witnessed Zhang Fukong and the others fighting the monster and concluded that the monster retreated because it was afraid of them.

In order to seek refuge with Zhang Fukong, he told him everything he knew.

"Sir, this has nothing to do with me. It was all done by the boss and Master Cai."

"This all started with the great drought twenty years ago..."