Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 201 Temptation of Immortality
Yanzhai, the lights are dim.

The old woman groaned on the hospital bed, and Yan Hao, who was bent over and sitting beside the bed, lowered his head and meditated, forming an oil painting called Life, Parting, and Death.

If the theme was only the inseparable love between mother and child, there wouldn't be much to praise.

The reason why this scene attracts Mirage is that under the clever mask of family affection, he glimpses something else that is more complex and darker: human nature.

The more contact the mirage has with humans, the more complex and terrifying they become.

"You are finally here. My mother is dying. Please save her!"

"rest assured."

Mirage naturally broke away from the hand held by Yan Hao, no one liked that cold feeling.

When Mirage came to the bed, the old woman was furious. He used his fingers to open her eyelids, and the exposed pupils were like dead fish eyes, unable to read her obsession with living.

What she seeks is liberation, but what she is about to get is the shackles of eternal life.

The old woman patted the child's back gently, a strange light suddenly flashed in her pupils, and her chapped lips moved:

For a moment, the old woman slowly opened her eyes with a look of confusion on her face. Yan Hao came forward and held one of the old woman's hands tremblingly: "Mom!"

Perhaps from beginning to end, this so-called filial son did not really want to save his mother. The fragile sadness he pretended may just be a cover-up for a despicable purpose.

Mirage said perfunctorily.

"Mom, I'm going to prepare something to eat for you."

Haha, as expected, it’s the same problem. Why do human beings always cling to their own immutability? Even after knowing that change is the constant law of the world, they still instinctively resist change.

Mirage suddenly came up with a terrible idea.

"Son, I'm hungry..."

He was doing experiments on her, experiments on immortality. To test your suspicions, just let the conversation flow.

"Finally, to confirm, have you thought clearly about letting her accept the power from the Spirit King?"

Ten minutes later, the old woman was recovering from a serious illness, sitting on the hospital bed and wolfing down the food.

"Of course, you'll understand later."

Mirage pretended to check carefully and then said:

"Mom!" Yan Hao threw himself into the old woman's arms, crying like a child.

"Please start immediately!"

Mirage does not have similar creative abilities as spiders, but he cleverly retained some of them when retrieving the fragments of the spider's soul. It is not a loss to exchange this part for the power of an extraordinary family.

He pretended to put his hand on the old woman's head, recited a few Catholic scriptures, and then naturally sent the fragment into the old woman's body, allowing it to slowly fuse with it.

Yan Hao showed a trace of hesitation: "Before this, I want to know whether my mother will still be a mother after she recovers?"

The truth is like a balloon held under water, and it will surface if you wait patiently.

The old woman raised her other hand and stroked the other person's cheek: "Son, you have worked hard."

This is probably the selfish gene of human beings mentioned by the Spirit King.

The juice from the steak flowed down the corner of his mouth, and Yan Hao quickly wiped it with a napkin:

"Mom, eat slowly, don't choke."

"It's okay, I have a good appetite."

Yan Hao noticed that his mother's white hair had grown back on her temples, and the wrinkles on her forehead had been reduced by half, making her whole person seem ten years younger.

"See, this is the grace of the Spirit King, the power that can make the body immortal."

Yan Hao knew that words alone were not enough to pay for the miracle. He wanted to know the other party's needs, or how to win the favor of the Spirit King like Ouyang Hai.

"Oh? You don't seem to be worried about those Taoist priests at all. Are you ready to be enemies with them?"

"They are just evil heretics!" To be honest, Su Heng was the only one who showed up. He also had a good impression of this crane who came out of nowhere. After all, he saved the entire ninth district.

But as the crane's influence continued to spread, Yan Hao became increasingly disgusted with it after leaving the underworld.

After all, most of his mother's depression came from worrying about her deceased father's current situation in the underworld.

Later, the Maoshan Taoist temple spread out, and the status of the Maoshan sect overshadowed the Jiangling Society. The extraordinary people were left alone, and their interests continued to shrink, which made Yan Hao feel aggrieved.

However, all the above are still within the tolerance range. What really touches Yan Hao's bottom line is the loss of priority in paying tribute to the gods.

Fair enough, what a bullshit joke!
The three generations of the Yan family have worked hard and went through life and death, isn't it just to become a privileged class and to be superior to ordinary people?

Having an extra god in front of me is already frustrating enough. Now they have to stand on the same starting line as ordinary people again. Starting from scratch, any extraordinary family may not be able to accept it.

What’s the point of a life without privileges!
In the past, they just succumbed to Su Heng's strength and did not dare to refute, but now they saw another option from the incident in District 1.

"What do you mean, there are many people who are dissatisfied with these Taoist priests?"

Yan Hao answered with a question: "The question is not how many people there are, but how many do you need?"

"Of course the more the merrier."

……

"Confirm that there is no mistake. Before the reality of evolution was lost, Shan Yujie had been to the Psychic Research Institute?"

"We retrieved the surveillance and found that Shan Yujie did pass through the area after entering the institute on the pretext of providing important information. Moreover, the surveillance on that day showed obvious signs of being processed and replaced."

"okay, I get it."

Wei Zonglin had just hung up the phone when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Gu Panyin pushed open the door and walked in. He held a report in his hand and looked a little painful.

Gu Panyin was the child that Wei Zonglin had brought up since childhood. The two had not had much verbal communication, but Wei Zonglin's trust and understanding of him far exceeded anyone else's.

The look on his face indicated that something was wrong.

"There's two pieces of bad news. One from District 1 and the other from District 3."

"Let's talk about the first area first."

"There is news that Shen Nanzhi is still alive. It is currently in the hands of Roger Williams. The other party made negotiations and asked us to fully cooperate to solve the problem of Taoist Xuan Heng."

Wei Zonglin vaguely guessed that this would be the outcome. Roger Williams had not attacked Shen Nanzhi before, but wanted to blackmail him in exchange for Xia Jinling's whereabouts.

Now that they have found Xia Jinling, Shen Nanzhi naturally doesn't have much value.

"Don't agree or refuse, just delay."

"I don't think Roger will be patient."

"Ignore him, just do it. What's the news from District Three?"

Gu Panyin took a deep breath and handed the file bag to Wei Zonglin: "District Three provided a piece of spy information related to Shan Yujie. She seems to have been operating under the codename Xiao for a period of time."

Wei Zonglin took out the document, read it carefully, and frowned. It turned out that the chess piece placed next to him was her.

"Where is Shan Yujie now?"

"Command center."

"Lock him up first."

"Isn't it too hasty?"

"The day after tomorrow, there will be a conferment ceremony for Taoist Master Xuan Heng. I don't want anything to go wrong before the ceremony ends."

"understand……"

(End of this chapter)