On the Avenue.

Chapter 451: Resection and Transplantation

Wen Wu Yu still ran over, and Chen Shi pretended to take off his pants. She was so scared that she hurriedly covered her face, turned around, and then turned back quietly. She took a peek through her fingers and found that Chen Shi did not really take off his clothes, but took the opportunity to slip away, so she continued to chase him.

"Brother Chen Shi!" Her voice was clear.

Wen Wu Yu followed him like a follower and admired him very much. Chen Shi was so annoyed by her that he tacitly allowed her to stay by his side.

Many people came to the county town, but the ones Chen Shi remembered most at that time were Wen Wu Yu, Zhang You and other playmates.

Zhang You is about the same age as him. He talks a lot and always talks to himself, incessantly, regardless of whether others are listening or not.

There is also Zhuang Wujiu, who always pretends to be profound.

As for the young master, he is older than all of them, already twelve years old, and more mature.

The person following him was Ren Xiong, his adoptive father.

Chen Shi also saw Zhong Wuwang.

Zhong Wuwang was not very old and always had a smile on his face, but he was very precocious and there was something strange in the way he looked at him. However, Chen Shi was rather naive at that time and could not see the dangerous message hidden in his eyes.

Next to Zhong Wuwang was his master, Taoist Wei Luowei. Taoist Wei had a white face and no beard. He also looked at Chen Shi with a smile and said, "My son, let me see your Taoist fetus again."

Chen Shi offered sacrifices to his innate Taoist fetus. This divine fetus sat in the shrine, with a long-lasting Taoist charm. When the sacrifice was offered, rays of light from all around gathered towards the Taoist fetus.

Many pairs of eyes fell on this innate Taoist fetus. At that time, Chen Shi was very proud, like a child who got a dazzling toy and showed off to others, but he did not notice the greed and sinisterness in those eyes.

"What a wonderful divine fetus, unparalleled in the world." People laughed.

At that time, Chen Shi was not very tall, and in his sight, these adults seemed like extremely tall gods. They wore kind smiles, spoke in a language that only adults could understand, greeted each other, and their words were full of wit, signaling the other party to retreat when they saw the difficulty.

The small county town of Xinxiang was filled with undercurrents, with brief confrontations occurring from time to time, often in just a moment.

"Dead, dead!"

Zhang You looked pale and said to Chen Shi, "My uncle killed someone."

Chen Shi said: "Where is it?"

Zhang You led them to see. Wen Wu Yu didn't dare to go and pulled at the corner of Chen Shi's clothes, but still followed.

It was a small alley, empty, with no bodies and the ground was clean with no bloodstains.

Zhang You was in a state of dismay, muttering, "Murder, I really saw my uncle kill someone."

"What are you doing here?" came the voice of Uncle Zhang You, who was standing at the end of the alley, wiping his hands with a golden handkerchief and looking at them with a smile.

The children lowered their heads, and Chen Shi said boldly, "Nothing."

They walked out of the alley and soon they heard another short sound of spell collisions. Chen Shi and his friends ran towards the sound and saw a lot of people gathered together on the street. Peeping between the legs and feet of the adults, they could see a corner of a corpse.

They tried to see what had happened, but when people dispersed, there was no body or blood on the ground.

Similar things happened many times.

Whenever this happened, there would always be an oxcart leaving the city in the evening. They wanted to follow it, but the owner of the oxcart was a vicious person and would always find them and drive them back.

"I will teach you a method to gather your breath. Let's gather our breath and see what is going on." Chen Shi said.

Several children practiced the method of gathering energy, quietly followed the ox cart, and left the city.

They followed the ox cart to the suburban forest outside the city, where a big pit had appeared at some point in time. The owner of the ox cart dragged long objects from the cart and threw them into the pit.

After a while, the owner of the ox cart finally threw away all the objects.

The oxcart drove away.

The children carefully came to the edge of the big pit and looked down. The pit was full of corpses, lying in all directions, there were hundreds of them.

There were adults and children, piled together, their deaths were horrible.

There were several children among them, and I even played with them a few times, but they suddenly disappeared. I didn’t expect their bodies to appear here.

They were so frightened that they returned to the county town trembling.

After a few days, there were fewer and fewer adults and children around Chen Shi, and gradually there were only seventeen adults and seventeen children left.

The smiles on the adults' faces became brighter, and they became more polite to each other, like humble gentlemen.

"The thirteen families are of the same blood!"

This was the phrase Chen Shi heard most during that period.

"People, they cry out for what they need."

Taoist Wei smiled and said, "Those who lack morality will always shout about morality. Those who lack brains will always think they are smarter than anyone else. Those who lack love will always talk about great love. What does the Thirteenth Family lack?"

"What is missing from Despair Hill?" Zhang You's great uncle said with a smile, wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

Other people with kind faces also took out their handkerchiefs, wiped their hands, and looked at Wei Daoren and others with a smile.

Taoist Wei was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "I am in need of a congenital Taoist fetus at Despair Hill. Do you have any objections?"

No more deaths occurred afterwards, but soon Zhang You's great uncle was injured. He put a handkerchief to his mouth and kept coughing and coughing up blood.

Others with kind faces were also injured, coughing and covering their mouths with handkerchiefs.

Wei Daoren and two other masters from Despair Hill were also injured. Wen Wu Yu's master was a beautiful woman. She seemed to be heartbroken and kept covering her heart.

Taoist Wei squatted down, looked at Chen Shi, and said with a smile: "My dear scholar, are you willing to pledge allegiance to the true God and uphold the true orthodoxy of the true God? Do you want to do this forever?"

Chen Shi shook his head: "Grandpa taught me that wherever the sun and the moon shine, it is China. We respect our ancestors as gods. Those who cure diseases and save lives deserve to be worshipped as medicine gods after death. Those who are proficient in instruments and make mechanical devices for people's livelihood deserve to be worshipped as gods of heavenly craftsmen after death. Those who build dams and develop water conservancy are water gods. Those who died in battles against aggression are military gods. Those who write scriptures and teach sentient beings are masters. Those who bring good weather and good harvests are dragon gods. Those who hold official positions and manage people's livelihood are city gods. The Chinese people regard their ancestors as gods, so why do they still worship foreign gods?"

Taoist Wei’s smile froze on his face.

His face gradually sank into darkness. Chen Shi also woke up from his meditation and slowly stood up.

He looked around and found himself still in the teahouse. Those strange people were standing guard outside, in silence.

The memories just now flooded back at him, and he was immersed in the scenes of memory unconsciously, forgetting himself completely. It was not until he woke up now that he remembered the reality.

"The Xuanyin Nine Heavens Art is too strange. If you practice it, your memory will be awakened."

His face looked normal, but his mind was in turmoil.

His memory was sealed by his grandfather Chen Yindu. Although he doesn't know why his grandfather sealed his memory, there must be a reason for his grandfather to do so.

The seal had always been very solid in the past, so why was it beginning to be released just because of the practice of the Xuanyin Nine Heavens Technique?

Chen Shi glanced at the high priest not far away and sat down again.

"There is something strange about this technique. Zhu Xiucai said that I may have cultivated to the Soul Refining Realm, so when I was in the Three Corpses Realm, I was able to break through the 180-zhang Yuanshen. Because the realm barrier was broken by me back then and no longer exists, the Yuanshen can grow freely."

"That is to say, during the time of my death, I had cultivated to the Spirit Refining Realm. Could this technique be the one I practiced back then?"

His eyes flickered. If it was the martial arts he practiced back then, with his cultivation level at the Spirit Refining Realm, he would not be able to resist his grandfather's seal, but he could use this magic skill to do something when his grandfather cast the seal.

After all, this might be the first magic skill in the world, and no one has ever seen it, not even Grandpa. "It's possible that Grandpa used this skill to tamper with the seal when he cast it. In this case, when I practice this skill, I will trigger the seal left by Grandpa and gradually release the memories in the seal."

Chen Shi's heart moved slightly. If this guess was true, then who were these weird people?

Why did they possess the magic skills he created? Why did they come here and give them to him to complete?
There must be something wrong here!

"So, should I continue to practice and unlock more memories?"

Chen Shi hesitated for a moment, his mind told him that he should stop immediately and not touch the remaining memories, but a surge of emotion in his heart urged him to unlock more seals.

Only by unlocking those seals and experiencing those pains can you become a complete person!
Chen Shi sat there quietly, sorting out the fragments of his memory. Childhood memories flowed through his mind like running water.

He was precocious and had memories since birth. He could remember the doting eyes of his parents when they leaned over to look at him, and the smiles on their faces.

He still remembered the ecstatic looks on Chen Tang and Wu Qingyu's faces when he started speaking, and he also remembered the ecstasy on the faces of the unkempt Chen Yindu when he came back from outside and saw him.

I still remember that Chen Tang and Chen Yin were arguing, and when they saw him next to them, they immediately shut up. Chen Yin even picked him up and poked him with his beard.

He remembered sitting on his grandfather's lap, his parents standing behind them, and Creator Xiaowu painting in the front.

Remembering that Chen Tang was leaving for the exam, Wu Qingyu stood in front of Chen Tang and packed his luggage for him.

He remembered that the Creator Xiaowu brought him to the loess slope, pointed at the old willow tree and said that there was a scholar ghost hanging there.

……

He grew up under the care of Chen Tang and Wu Qingyu. He often looked forward to his grandfather coming back from outside to bring him all kinds of strange toys, and to his uncle Xiaowu coming back to bring him all kinds of delicious food.

Chen Shi let out a breath and made up his mind.

In the seal, there are more memories of his childhood, some good and some bad. No matter good or bad, they are all his memories. He likes these good memories, but he also has enough tolerance to accept the bad memories.

He activated the Xuanyin Nine Heavens Technique once again.

Darkness comes.

In the shabby room, the light was as small as a bean, flickering unsteadily.

"Brother Wuwang, save me."

Chen Shi stood stiffly under the light, wanting to move but unable to.

Taoist Wei walked towards him with a smile on his face, going from in front of him to behind him.

Zhong Wuwang followed behind Wei Daoren, looking at him with a complicated expression and a hint of fear.

"Wuwang, the innate Taoist fetus is a gift from the true God and cannot be given to bad people." The voice of Taoist Wei came from behind him.

Chen Shi felt a tearing pain in the back of his head. His skull was opened and warm blood flowed down the back of his neck, to his back and chest, feeling cool.

"The shrine is hidden in the jade pillow. Only by opening the jade pillow can the divine fetus be taken out intact... Beautiful, too beautiful, a perfect divine fetus, like a real god..."

After a while, Chen Shi fell down and his body became colder and colder.

"Brother Wuwang, save me." He was barely able to breathe.

Zhong Wuwang looked at his body in horror.

Taoist Wei patted Zhong Wuwang's fair face with his bloodstained hand and said with a smile: "Be good, raise the shrine and I will transplant the innate Dao fetus for you... Wuwang, don't let me down!"

Chen Shi's ghost hid under the tiny flame of the lamp. It was pitch black here, and he watched the scene in horror.

Taoist Wei transplanted the innate Dao fetus into the dazed Zhong Wuwang, walked towards the oil lamp, and said with a smile: "Don't take it to heart, some people are born lowly. Puff!"

He blew out a breath, and the lights were blown out. The breath turned into a strong wind, which blew Chen Shi's ghost over and over and smashed it into the underworld.

"Dad! Mom! Where are you?"

"Help me!"

"Dad, Mom, I'm dying! Please save me!"

……

In the dim underworld, a small ghost looked around in fear. The shadows were full of darkness, and seemed to be hiding hideous and terrifying ghosts.

"Grandpa! Uncle Xiaowu! Where are you?"

"Someone save me. Someone save me!"

He shouted loudly, but there was laughter coming from all around. It was ghosts laughing.

He was scared, terrified, and hiding.

A few days later, Chen Shi accepted the reality that he was dead.

He attached himself to a newly dead little Yaksha, using this body to fight the call of hell.

"why why?!"

A strong sense of hostility surged from the bottom of his heart, turning into evil and filling his heart.

As the Xuanyin Jiutian Jue was put into operation, the devilish nature in Chen Shi's heart gradually emerged, becoming stronger and stronger, causing this magic skill to operate faster and faster!

Xiafu.

Xia Canghai, the Minister of Rites, came to the study and told Xia Xuanming about Chen Shi entering Beilai City. He said, "Chen Shi came here this time under the pretext of buying shoes. I am afraid he has evil intentions and wants to provoke my Xia family. I have already ordered that he should not be touched in Beilai City. If he leaves Beilai, he will be killed. Please give instructions, Master."

Xia Xuanming is the head of the Xia family. The Xia family is divided into the inner and outer parts. Xia Canghai is the person in charge of the outer part and is just a mouthpiece, while Xia Xuanming is the person who controls the power of this ancient family.

Xia Xuanming was writing a piece of calligraphy, and he was writing "The Second Letter to the Emperor". He had just written: "What is difficult to settle is the matter."

Xia Xuanming put down his pen and asked, "Is Chen Shi still in the city?"

"Still."

Xia Canghai said, "Master, there are some people around him, and their behavior is strange. The leader is an old man who seems to be a merchant. I don't know where he came from, but he is very praiseworthy and flattering to Chen Shi."

"People from Hongshan Hall?" Xia Xuanming asked, tilting his head.

Xia Canghai smiled and said, "It's possible."

Xia Xuanming stretched out his hands, and the maid hurried forward to wipe his hands. Xia Xuanming said: "Chen Shi set up Hongshan Hall. In just a few years, Hongshan Hall spread all over the country, gave people petty profits, bought people's hearts, and used the name of eradicating evil spirits to manipulate public opinion, formed militias, and plotted evil. It's just a small fight. Can a bunch of mud legs turn the world upside down? My Xia family didn't touch him in Beilai City because my Xia family knows etiquette. But Hongshan Hall has brought shame to my Xia family, so we must punish them to set an example."

Xia Canghai said yes, and said, "I will go and punish these peasants."

The high priest sat outside the teahouse, waiting quietly. Suddenly, he noticed that the evil spirit in the teahouse was getting stronger and stronger. He was shocked and immediately walked towards the teahouse.

Xia Canghai led the crowd over and sneered from afar, "What a bunch of peasants, how dare you!"

The high priest stopped.

(End of this chapter)