I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 13: Only the Head
"what are you up to?"

Jin Chan became alert and secretly glanced at the ancestral hall in the distance behind him.

"Of course I'll help you get out of here!"

Although Bai Lang's expression was sincere and he didn't seem to be lying, Jin Chan still refused decisively: "No!"

Because Bai Lang turned into a monster after eating his right arm. Jin Chan didn't dare to give away his meat just because of what the other party said.

After all, I don’t even have a grain of firefly powder in my hand.

"You are too cautious! Forget it. If you want to go out, you have to give it to me sooner or later."

After Bai Lang finished speaking, he turned and walked towards his house, and threw the Qingtan in his hand to Jin Chan.

"I don't want to touch this kind of evil thing again, but a freak like you who can't die may need it when you get out!"

Holding the small incense burner in his hand, Jin Chan didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But if this thing is really the sacred object of the Emperor of Central Plains as Bai Lang said, then it might be useful in the future when Ying Lou leads his troops to conquer the world and enters the Emperor's territory.

Put away the Qingtan.

A naked man and a mutilated corpse were walking leisurely in the village.

After returning to the village chief's house.

Bai Lang's eyes suddenly became moist and his lips began to twitch.

When he saw the headless body of the old village chief, Bai Lang fell to his knees.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I killed you!"

Although Bai Lang's body was controlled by Qingtan at that time, the vague consciousness that remained still allowed him to witness the scene of himself biting off his old father's head.

The remorse for killing his father made Bai Lang bang his head so hard that it made a loud bang, and even part of his brain was shaken out.

And Jin Chan just stood quietly aside.

But in other words, if Jin Chan hadn't broken into the old house at night, the old village chief probably wouldn't have died for the time being.

After bowing, Bai Lang picked up a shovel and dug a pit more than three meters deep in the yard.

Then, in the warehouse, he dragged out the pear wood coffin that his father had hidden for many years.

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. Because of the lie of immortality, my father could only secretly do it every night without the villagers knowing. It took him more than ten years to make this coffin!"

Bai Lang smiled self-deprecatingly.

After putting the old village chief's body into the coffin and filling it with soil, they found a piece of wood as a tombstone and engraved "Father, Tomb of Bai Yubao!"

"How do you know these things?"

Jin Chan found an old piece of clothing in the house and put it on, then asked with interest.

"Twenty years ago, after you accidentally poured a bowl of blood into my coffin, I regained consciousness, but my body has been unable to move!"

"Oh? My blood has the ability to bring the dead back to life?"

Jin Chan was indeed not clear about this, but no one had died since he came to Taohuayuan.

Except these few days.

"No, do you think I am resurrected? At most, I am a corpse!"

Bai Lang touched the rotten body covered with corpse spots and continued with a pout.

"The reason why I became this disgusting ghost is because that evil creature has the effect of nourishing yin and protecting the corpse."

"Nourishing Yin and Protecting the Corpse?"

Jin Chan frowned and thought to himself, could such an evil object really belong to the emperor?

You have to know that the emperor has the Central Plains Heavenly Dao by his side, and is able to represent the entire civilization of the Central Plains. How could such a person have such an evil thing?

"Let's go, I'll help you leave here now!" After finishing the work in his hands, Bai Lang took Jin Chan and walked towards the top of the mountain.

After walking for three or four hours, the two finally arrived at the fog halfway up the mountain.

"You should have been in there, right?" Bai Lang asked.

"I've tried it no less than a hundred times, but every time I entered the fog, my body and mind seemed to become out of control, and then I came back inexplicably!" Jin Chan did not hide anything and told about his experiences over the years.

"Then you are lucky that you didn't encounter them!"

"They? What are they?"

"This fog is divided into two layers. The first layer is a miasma that does not disperse when exposed to fire or dissolve when exposed to water. It will cause people who enter to hallucinate and lose control of their bodies. The second layer has hundreds of thousands of monsters. Even if you are lucky enough to pass through the miasma, you will be bitten to death by them."

Hearing this, Jin Chan lowered his head and touched his chin.

If it was true as Bai Lang said, his idea of ​​setting fire to the mountain would definitely not be realized, and wanting to climb over the mountain would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"How did you know?" Jin Chan was curious about how Bai Lang knew all these things and whether he was just lying to him.

"The records in the books are all the failure experiences summarized by our predecessors. I just saw them by accident!"

I don’t know whether what Bai Lang said is true or not, but Jin Chan really can’t think of a better way.

"What are you going to do?"

"Use firefly powder to create a flame tunnel in the mist that leads directly to the top of the mountain, so that the monsters on the second floor cannot get close."

"Wait, didn't you say that the miasma on the first level won't dissipate when it comes into contact with fire?"

Jin Chan quickly interrupted Bai Lang's words.

"This flame channel is only for the monsters on the second floor, preventing them from getting close!" Bai Lang explained.
"No! If what you just said is true, I can't even get through the first floor, so why should I worry about the monsters on the second floor."

Jin Chan felt more and more that the words of the guy in front of him were full of loopholes.

"Who said you can't get past the first level? Although the miasma can control your mind and make your legs return to their original positions uncontrollably, what if you don't have legs? Wouldn't this miasma be useless?"

Bai Lang smiled cunningly, and gradually explained the method that only the Golden Cicada could use to escape from the Peach Blossom Spring.

"No legs? What do you mean?"

Jin Chan was confused. How could he get out of the fog without legs?

"Just send your head!"

Bai Lang's words instantly awakened Jin Chan.

It turns out there is such a method!
Just sending your head out can indeed ignore the first layer of fog!

"I'll cut off your head, and then I'll throw it with all my strength along the flame path toward the top of the mountain. Even if the fog can control your mind, what can it do? Humph, it's just a head anyway."

"Only a freak like you who can't die can do this!"

"It's just that I don't have enough strength now. I have to eat your flesh and turn back into that ghost appearance!"

Bai Lang shrugged and explained his plan in detail.

As for the final decision-making power, it was all thrown to Jin Chan.

"What about you? How do you get out?"

The years of intrigue and strife between Taohuayuan and Qin State have made Jin Chan no longer trust anyone easily.

He didn't think that Bai Lang would be so kind for no reason.

"Ah! Why am I going out when I look like a person that even humans and ghosts hate?"

"It's enough if you can show me the scenery outside!"

Bai Lang sighed, and his expression became a little lonely.

(End of this chapter)