I can't be a demon.

Chapter 309: A Courtyard Full of Demons

The commotion caused by the Nuo fairy did not continue to escalate.

The attitude of the Plague Department is very subtle.

On the one hand, they were indeed trying to find out the identity of the giant creature in the Nuo Taoist temple, but on the other hand, they were hindered by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

In addition, the God of Plague has not expressed his position, which makes the situation somewhat stalemate.

There is a saying that it was because an unprecedented Taoist priest was born that attracted the Nuo immortals to spread the teachings. The same reason was also the case for the fourth Nuo immortal.

But it could not be verified, and more monks thought that it was the Xiao Leiyin Temple that was behind it.

as time flows.

Some unfamiliar faces have appeared in various places outside the Plague Department, especially in the market of the Tou Han Dao Temple, and even people have died from time to time in recent days.

Business at the market couldn't help but become depressed.

In a sense, it also indicates that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's plan for Lu Zu Temple is approaching, and the two forces are fighting openly and secretly.

Three days later.

A crowd gathered around the entrance and exit of the Sweat Market.

A faint smell of blood filled the air, and a corpse swayed in the wind.

Gao Qiu mixed in the crowd, his expression filled with fear.

The condition of death of the corpse was extremely strange.

It seemed that the blood had been drained away during his lifetime, causing the muscles to appear slightly shriveled, while the skin on his abdomen was stretched extremely large and covered with wrinkles.

It's like...something once lived in the stomach of a corpse.

Gao Qiu recognized the identity of the deceased at a glance.

In fact, the two had talked not long ago. The deceased's Taoist name was [Shanmu], and he was an eighth-level cultivator with a lot of experience in the Taoist temple.

Gao Qiu occasionally had conversations with Taoist Shanmu because Taoist Shanmu would come to his house occasionally to buy spiritual materials.

He clearly remembered that Taoist Shanmu and Senior Brother Tianwen had participated in the Nuo Immortal preaching together, but now he died inexplicably in the market.

Immediately, disciples from the Taoist temple came to deal with the body.

Because the Daoist Monastery of Touhan had no direct jurisdiction over the market, most of the corpses would be burned to ashes without any follow-up.

"It should be the third person."

Gao Qiu suppressed his fear, lowered his head and left the bustling crowd.

"Someone is deliberately confusing the public and doesn't want others to find out about Senior Brother Tianwen. All the people who died recently were senior brothers who had experienced the Nuoxian Dojo."

His heart couldn't help but beat wildly. After all, although he had not discussed it with anyone else, he had witnessed Shen Lian entering the Nuoxian Taoist Temple with his own eyes.

"We can't stay in the market any longer. Master He is also a little abnormal."

"As soon as the commission for the weapon refinery shop is finished this month, go back to the Taoist temple."

Gao Qiu swallowed his saliva and quickened his pace towards the Yunshan Weapon Refining Shop.

After being away from the corpse, his mood calmed down a little.

"Gao Qiu."

Gao Qiu was startled when he heard a familiar voice calling him from behind.

When I came to my senses and turned around, I found a figure standing in the shadows outside the store, his hair was soaked with sweat and his face was covered with oil stains.

"Brother Lin, you... came to the market early?"

"Gao Qiu, the mana in my body has stagnated. Can you take me back to the Taoist temple? Otherwise, I might go crazy."

"it is good……"

Gao Qiugang agreed and his eyes fell on Brother Lin's covered abdomen.

Even if Senior Brother Lin bent over and knelt, he could see that his belly was abnormally large, and it was wriggling like a living thing, which gave him the creeps.

"Senior brother, you..."

"Hurry! Help me!!!"

Senior Brother Lin roared and reached out to grab Gao Qiu.

Gao Qiu broke out in a cold sweat and quickly took a few steps back to avoid the other party. He could vaguely hear Brother Lin mumbling in between his heavy breathing.

"My body can't hold on any longer. I need to replace it as soon as possible."

Gao Qiu's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned and ran without hesitation. Senior Brother Lin did not chase him, but hid in the shadows next to the shop again.

He ran into the Yunshan Equipment Refining Shop in a panic.

When I returned to the store, I saw He Yunshan was the only one standing behind the counter. He stared at the wall and seemed to be muttering something.

"Uncle He, after today I will be in seclusion for a while..."

Before he could finish his words, Gao Qiu noticed that He Yunshan, who had his back to him, was a little abnormal, and there was a strange gurgling sound coming from his throat.

Click.

That's the sound of a joint falling off.

"Gao Qiu, I already know what happened in the market."

"Uncle Master, you."

He Yunshan's neck was twisted 180 degrees, and in his upper and lower jaws opened to the extreme, there was a red-robed monk sitting cross-legged and motionless.

"Please help me go to the old alchemy cauldron and bring some words to Junior Brother Tianwen."

Gao Qiu felt his hair stand on end and his teeth were chattering. It was obvious that the real He Yunshan had become a puppet. What kind of monster was that who had been living under the same roof with him!

Could it be that the parasite in Senior Brother Lin's stomach is also...

The red-robed monk seemed to see what Gao Qiu was thinking, and said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with me. It's just that Junior Brother Tianwen is too annoying."

"Please remind him that the [Wet Monk] of Ksitigarbha Buddhism has set his sights on him."

The red-robed monk licked his lips and glanced at Gao Qiu greedily, "Yes, the wet monk is the thing hidden in other people's stomachs."

"Wet monk..."

Gao Qiu stood there at a loss, and then only heard the red-robed monk muttering to himself.

"Hurry up, since you said the name of the wet monk, he has already set his sights on you. If you get to the old alchemy cauldron as soon as possible, there is still a way to survive."

Gao Qiu wasn't sure whether what the red-robed monk said was true or not, but fear had already filled his mind.

His face turned pale, and then he left the weapon refining shop in a mess. He instinctively felt that someone was watching him, following him like a shadow.

Senior Brother Lin's body was found dead on the roadside, in the same manner as the previous man. Gao Qiu realized that the so-called wet monk had already crawled out of the body, and was probably changing into another body, and was approaching him little by little in the dark.

buzzing.

A few flies were flying around, disturbing Gao Qiu's thoughts.

He ran along the mountain road towards the back mountain. The surroundings became more and more remote. The cold and damp wind scraped his bones, and his mana was consumed at an increasing rate.

Gao Qiu looked back and saw a large number of flies gathered in the grass beside the mountain road.

Faintly, one could see a twisted figure crawling on all fours, neither fast nor slow, like a ferocious beast that had set its sights on its prey.

"Is the wet monk a demon? Or is it the Little Leiyin Temple?"

"But why are there demons in the Taoist temple? Could it be that the Plague Department has become a den of demons?"

Gao Qiu showed regret on his face. He could feel that both the red-robed monk and the wet monk were targeting Senior Brother Tianwen in the old alchemy room.

The rumors about Daozi are true, I really shouldn't have shifted the blame to someone else.

"Given Senior Brother Tianwen's qualifications, perhaps the elders intend to let him hide in the old alchemy cauldron..."

Gao Qiu looked at the old alchemy room that was just around the corner and stopped in regret. He also understood the importance of Daozi to the Plague Department.

He was just about to make some noise when a fly landed on his head.

An inexplicable breath rushed into the blood vessels.

Gao Qiu lost his strength and fell to the ground, looking up to see the whole figure.

This sight frightened him so much that he nearly went insane.

The loose corpse fell among the grass and trees, countless flies flew out of its mouth and nose, and its stomach became extremely shriveled.

The flies gathered together and turned into a deformed monk.

The monk had a fly's head and strange insect features on his hands and feet. He lay on the neck of the corpse and sucked blood.

"It's too late to change skins."

"Monk Baolai asked you to lead the way, so I might as well just use your appearance."

Gao Qiu closed his eyes in despair. It seemed that the red-robed monk's Buddhist name should be [Baolai], and he sent the message just to lead the wet monk to the old alchemy cauldron.

The wet monk looks disgusting, but he exudes Buddha's light.

Followed by.

The wet monk's flesh, blood and bones began to squirm, constantly changing under the guidance of the Buddha's light, and soon became 80% similar to Gao Qiu.

Gao Qiuyuan's mind swept over and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

I felt that the wet monk was another me who was exactly the same from beginning to end, with almost no flaws and even the same soul aura.

The Buddha's light has also been restrained to the extreme.

The wet monk grabbed Gao Qiu, whose skin and flesh rotted and gradually turned into a monster with a fly head.

The two identities are swapped.

"The [Wetness Dao] of the Jizo lineage is good at the art of transformation. Whether he is listening carefully or not, he should not be able to detect anything unusual."

The wet monk nodded in satisfaction, and after carefully checking the disguise, he walked towards the entrance of the old alchemy room.

Just arrived at the door.

"Are you an apprentice of the weapon refiner at Yunshan Weapon Refining Shop? Why did you come here alone?"

Gao Qiu opened his eyes and found that Shen Lian had appeared beside him at some point. There was some dirt on his robe and he was looking at him with interest.

His heart beat in his throat as he realized that the wet monk was disguising himself just to get close to Shen Lian.

Gao Qiu tried desperately to hint with body language, but all he could make was a buzzing sound, his open mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Brother Tianwen, it was Uncle He who asked me to come here. He has something to tell you. The [Wet Monk] of Ksitigarbha Buddhism has intervened in the Plague Department."

"Wet monk?"

The wet monk pretended to wipe the sweat off his forehead, "It seems that there is a saying... that wet eggs can be transformed into fetuses."

Shen Lian recalled.

Buddhism believes that all living beings are subject to reincarnation and cannot escape the cycle of transformation from an egg to a womb. This shows that the Taoist tradition of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva should also involve the four kinds of rebirth.

[There are four kinds of birth. What are they? They are birth from moisture, birth from eggs, birth from the womb, and birth from transformation.]

The so-called wet-living insects are all kinds of insects that live on carrion and filth.

Oviparous animals include birds, snakes, and fish.

Viviparity is formed in the mother's womb.

Evil ghosts are divided into transformed ones.

Shen Lian took a look and found that although the fly monster in the wet monk's hand was ugly, it did have a Buddha-like appearance. It was an evil thing created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Brother Tianwen, it's getting dark, can I stay here for one night?"

Shen Lian patted the wet monk's shoulder and quietly displayed his wisdom eye magical power.

He kept smiling and extended his hand as a gesture of invitation.

"Of course, after all, you and I are quite familiar with each other, and I just happened to want to chat with you about something."

Gao Qiu was stunned.

He and Shen Lian had only met once and had barely spoken a few words to each other.

"Brother Tianwen, I have not seen you for a long time and I miss you so much. Could you give me some pointers on cultivation? I hope you can help me so that I don't get stuck in the sixth realm and cannot make any progress."

"Haha, sure, sure."

The wet monk said polite words while his eyes kept scanning the old alchemy room.

The two of them walked one in front and one behind, as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

The wet monk asked tentatively, "Brother Tianwen, I heard that there is a crazy uncle in the old alchemy room. I wonder if he is still there?"

"It has disappeared long ago."

Shen Lian said with amusement: "When the fellow disciples in the Taoist temple passed by the old alchemy cauldron, they even thought that there were ghosts in the courtyard."

The wet monk frowned slightly, but soon dismissed it.

"Obviously, I'm worrying too much. The Plague Department has Nuoxian in charge, and they won't tolerate any demons..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a little girl flash by in the corner out of the corner of his eye, but his soul didn't notice anything. Could it be just an illusion?

(End of this chapter)