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Chapter 184 You've offended Old Demon Duan and you still want to run away? (Please subscribe)
The centipede suddenly spoke in human language, which was really scary.

However, as a young man who treats everyone equally, Duan Yun does not have much prejudice against this centipede monster.

After all, in Yuzhu Villa, a panda can also be a hero. If Xiaohui wasn't so dull, a donkey could also be a hero.

But the next moment, the centipede suddenly rushed over with the body of the woman in the flesh skirt and bit Duan Yun.

"You bite people randomly and you still want to be a hero!"

The golden sword made a humming sound and swatted away like a fly swatter!
The giant centipede had already been hit hard by the sixteen strange punches. Its body was broken and its mind was affected. Its reaction was not fast, so it was hit hard.

When its body burst into a string of blood and fell to the ground, the woman in the flesh skirt also died and began to twitch all over.

It can be seen that this kind of twitching was not the instinctive twitching of a living person, but was caused by the giant centipede.

From beginning to end, she didn't say a word except for the heartfelt "I want to be a hero!"

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers did not sense any breath of life from her. The Murong brothers even suspected that she was breathing through her butt. Now they have found the answer.

In fact, she had died a long time ago. The reason why these people behaved like this was probably all because of this giant centipede.

Rather than saying she is a human, it would be better to say that she is a human-shaped centipede.

A centipede is still alive even after death. This saying is perfectly demonstrated in the giant centipede.

Its body had already been shattered into pieces by the force of the punches, and was flattened by the golden sword, with pus flowing everywhere, but it was still struggling.

Looking at the centipede crawling out of the woman's head, Duan Yun thought of something.

He shaved off part of the man's hair and found a scar.

With a slash of the golden sword, the scar was also cut open and connected to the wound on the head.

In the flickering firelight, the inside of the woman's head could be seen clearly.

This centipede is a parasite that lives in the human brain.

You can see that it has a big head and a small body, and the small part just passes through the human brain.

It is visible to the naked eye that the strange, tiny, branched blood vessels on the centipede's body have also pierced into the human brain.

This thing is very similar to the thing in the man-bear's head.

Duan Yun had stayed temporarily at Qingchaji before. Out of curiosity, he dragged a box out of the water, and a strange-behaving human bear emerged from the box.

Later, he cut open the man-bear's head and found two brains inside, one was a bear's brain and the other was a human's brain.

The human brain and the bear brain are connected by this strange blood vessel.

This thing has a disgusting fleshy feel, like a strange insect that can suck brain marrow.

This woman could not rest in peace even after her death, apparently because of the parasitic centipede in her brain.

Before, a human brain was connected to the bear's head, making it behave like a human. Now, a centipede is parasitic in this woman's head. The centipede is connected to the human brain and absorbs nutrients day and night. Does it have human-like thinking and even speak human language, "I want to be a hero!"?
But, is this scientific?
When he cut open the head of the human bear, Duan Yun only felt absurdity and horror. But this time, when he cut open the head of the woman in the meat skirt, the feeling of absurdity and horror was even stronger.

Is there anyone in this world who specializes in this?

This cellar filled with centipede corpses, combined with the corpse of the monk who had not yet shed his skin in the wooden house, seems more like a terrifying testing ground.

Someone is spreading the method of shedding skin and conducting experiments on implanting centipedes into human brains?
In other words, this method of molting and that of the human centipede may be complementary.

This is probably how the temple was destroyed.

If his inference was correct, the box in the water and the woman in the meat skirt should have been done by the same group of people.

Why did the murderer do this?
Is it just for fun, or do they want to create many "monsters" like the bear-man and the woman in meat skirt?
Whatever it is, it's terrifying.

For a moment, that unspeakable malice seemed to be crawling out of this woman's head.

The point is that it is difficult to infer the purpose of those people's behavior.

Whether it was placing a box containing a bear man in the water, or creating such a centipede-shaped woman in a meat skirt but not taking her away, but just letting her sit in this cellar to "meditate", these behaviors were all very unreasonable.

Or rather, it's quite weird.

If they simply want to harm people, then no matter whether it is the human bear with two brains or the centipede woman in the meat skirt, as long as they are allowed to act in the world, there will be continuous tragedies and they will be more efficient.

But they chose to sink the box into the water and let it stay underground.

It's impossible that they do this just for fun, right?

Just waiting for people like him to open the box and go into the cellar to be killed, so as to satisfy their own fun?

Having fun in this way is simply insane. If it weren't for Young Master Duan's extraordinary skills, he would probably have died at the hands of this thing twice.

These psychopaths who conduct experiments and set traps everywhere must all be killed!

If the origin of this thing had not been discovered yet, Young Master Duan would have already written their names in his little notebook.

In order to write down his name in the notebook as quickly as possible, Duan Yun began to search the cellar carefully.

But in the cellar, which contained more than 30 wooden houses of various sizes, nothing else was found except centipedes and human corpses.

These half-shedded corpses placed here don't look like humans at all and look extremely creepy.

Duan Yun cut open the heads of the corpses and found centipedes of varying sizes inside.

But unlike this woman, these centipedes are all dead.

Duan Yun couldn't help but ask, "Old Jianghu, have you ever heard of a centipede growing in a head?"

Brother Murong shook his head and said, "I really have no idea about this weird thing."

Duan Yun did not give up, so he turned his attention to the woman in the flesh-colored skirt.

The centipede growing out of her head was dead, but it would still twitch from time to time.

Brother Murong felt terrified staying in this cellar, and said, "The poisonous insects here are not all gone, how about we go upstairs?"

Duan Yun nodded and said, "Okay."

As he said this, he used the tip of his knife to lift up the body of the woman in the flesh-skirt.

The two men returned to the fire in the side hall. When the horse saw the corpse, it was so scared that it hid aside.

However, the rain had almost stopped, so Duan Yun and the others didn't pay much attention to it.

The Murong brothers made the fire a little bigger so that they could more easily appreciate the beautiful face of the woman in the flesh-skirt.

No matter how many times you see it, whether it's the torn layers of flesh on her body or the centipede growing in her brain, it makes your scalp tingle.

Honestly speaking, even the old hands like the Murong brothers found this thing weird and perverted, as well as somewhat difficult to understand.

At this time, Duan Yun had already cut off the woman's tattered flesh skirt so that he could see it more closely.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Duan Yun looked at the woman's belly.

Because it was covered by the flesh skirt, he had never noticed that there was a scar here.

As usual, he cut open the wound, and a familiar scene appeared.

A roll of oil paper wrapped with a booklet was stuck in the belly of the woman in the flesh-colored skirt.

"Secrets?"

Duan Yun's first reaction was the old ape with the "Flirtatious Stuff" sewn into his belly. He thought to himself, is it popular to hide secret books like this nowadays?
But when he took out the booklet, he found that it was not a secret book, but something like a diary.

In this world, besides Murong brothers' father, there are actually people who write diaries.

The diary was apparently partially stained with blood, but Duan Yun still read it carefully.

Because maybe we can find clues about this group of psychopaths from here.

Young Master Duan doesn't hold grudges, but he will never let go easily of someone who has hurt him twice in a row.

As a result, after reading just two pages, Duan Yun couldn't help but flip through the other person's torn skirt again.

Seeing this, Brother Murong asked, "What did you find?"

"It says here that he is a boy."

"what?"

After some searching, they actually found the other party's roots.

It turns out that people with long and pretty hair are not necessarily girls.

It was also from this diary that Duan Yun caught some clues. This temple was originally called Yuhua Temple, with about 30 disciples in the temple, and it was once quite lively.

The most common way to practice Buddhism in Yuhua Temple is meditation.

In these underground wooden houses, people can meditate with the help of a Buddhist lamp or in complete darkness.

According to the abbot of Yuhua Temple, after meditating in the darkness, you will be closer to the Buddha.

In the words of Monk Mingjing, the owner of this diary, practicing in Yuhua Temple, life was hard, but there was a sense of satisfaction.

The atmosphere in the entire temple is relatively relaxed. The master is kind, the fellow disciples are friendly, and the vegetarian meals are delicious, making Monk Mingjing, who has been an orphan since childhood, feel the warmth of home.

But all this changed because of a senior brother who returned after many years of wandering.

The senior brother’s Dharma name was “Fahua” and he ranked third among the disciples of Yuhua Temple. He traveled outside for six years before returning, so much so that the young monk Mingjing could hardly remember what he looked like.

In this diary, there is also a picture of the third senior brother. The picture is very simple, even a little abstract, but it can be roughly seen that he is a monk with a big nose.

The return of the third senior brother was naturally welcomed by the entire temple.

The eldest senior brother of Yuhua Temple died early for some reason, and the second senior brother had a wandering personality. It can be seen that the master values ​​the third senior brother very much. There are rumors in the temple that the master wants the third senior brother to inherit the mantle.

According to Monk Mingjing's description, the monks of Yuhua Temple also practiced boxing and kicking, especially those who practiced martial arts after meditating in the quiet room, and their progress was faster.

This was just a small episode, but Monk Mingjing, who loved writing diaries, found that after that, some changes had taken place in the entire temple.

First of all, it was the vegetarian food. He always felt that the vegetarian food was not as delicious as before, and there seemed to be a bloody smell in it.

But when he looked carefully, he didn't find anything unusual.

After that, the master and the third senior brother often stayed indoors and only saw each other a few days a month.

It is said that he is studying martial arts with his third senior brother.

Afterwards, the entire temple began to practice the "Yanqing Tu Na Method".

Monk Mingjing specifically emphasized that this breathing method is very magical. After practicing it, the whole person will feel relieved, as if the dust of the world has been unloaded, and there will be a feeling of floating in the air.

Everyone in the temple was addicted to it. Monk Mingjing found that the bloody smell in the vegetarian food was gone, and it tasted sweet and delicious instead.

This would have been a very good thing, but Monk Mingjing gradually felt something was wrong.

That is because everyone in the temple is too obsessed with practicing this breathing method. Every fellow disciple seems to be very busy, and if you disturb someone occasionally, he will even become irritated.

In other words, the brothers who were originally amiable gradually became tense and serious, and the atmosphere of the entire temple was the same.

Although Monk Mingjing had his doubts, he could only do this. After all, apart from his obsession with spiritual practice, everything in the entire Yuhua Temple was normal.

Besides, this is what Master asked.

But one night, Monk Mingjing wrote in his diary that he had a strange dream.

In his dream, he saw his master achieving enlightenment and becoming a Buddha, but his face was bitten by a snake.

He was awakened by the shock on the spot.

Monk Mingjing is an orphan and has always regarded his master as very important.

He always felt that the dream was ominous and was worried, so he went to visit his master that night.

Unfortunately, the master did not see him. He only told him to practice with peace of mind. The dream was just because he was not practicing hard enough and his eyes were blinded by karma.

Monk Mingjing had no choice but to retreat.

As the days passed, the monk always remembered that dream and was the one who was most resentful of it among all the monks.

He found that if he did not breathe in and out using the "Yanqing Breathing Method" for one day, he would become very hungry and would not be able to feel full no matter how much he ate.

Afterwards, Monk Mingjing gradually discovered that something was wrong.

That means there are fewer fellow disciples in the temple.

There were originally more than 30 people, but during the past two days, there were only more than 20 people at mealtime.

When asked about the whereabouts of the other fellow disciples, no one could tell. After all, the monks in the temple were obsessed with breathing exercises every day and had no time to care about others.

That night, the frightened monk Mingjing had a dream.

He dreamed of a rustling sound, like a snake crawling.

Even in his dream, he still remembered the dream of his master being bitten on the face by a snake, and he woke up suddenly with fright.

Then he discovered to his horror that the rustling sound was still there.

Right next to your ear!

Afterwards, he found that the scene from his nightmare was reappearing and his face was bitten off!
However, it was not a snake that bit his face, but a centipede that came out of nowhere.
The diary ends abruptly here.

Because there were only a few pages left, and they were all soaked in blood, I couldn't see clearly.

So Duan Yun and the Murong brothers had no way of knowing what happened next, or why he sewed the diary into his belly?

From this diary, we can get a glimpse of the story of Yuhua Temple at that time.

All this should have started when the third senior brother returned and brought back a book called "Yanqing Tu Na Fa".

There must be something wrong with this technique. As for the bloody smell of the vegetarian food mentioned in Monk Mingjing's diary, maybe there are centipede eggs or something like that mixed in the food. Maybe that's why the monks in this temple can shed their skin and have centipedes in their heads.

The third senior brother is probably the culprit.

Something must have happened to that monk while he was traveling, so he came back and harmed the people in this temple.

For a moment, Duan Yun even found it difficult to determine whether the third senior brother who had returned from his travels was someone else in disguise. After all, a person's appearance and temperament would change if he had not been away for a long time.

All I can say is that this technique is harmful to people. Only a one-in-a-million genius in cultivation like him can master it.

Duan Yun was a little disappointed for a moment.

Firstly, he hadn't found the breathing method that he really wanted to study, and secondly, he still hadn't found any clues about the culprit.

As a result, Brother Murong, who was flipping through his diary, suddenly said, "Isn't this the monk who shed his skin?"

Duan Yun walked over and saw that he was looking at the page with the portrait of his third senior brother.

"Which molting monk?"

"It's the one whose skin we burned, exactly the same." said the Murong brothers.

"Are you sure?" Duan Yun asked doubtfully.

The painting was so abstract that if it weren't for the bald head, it would be hard to tell that it was a monk.

"Look at that big nose and those hooked eyebrows, that's the guy!"

The Murong brothers said firmly.

Duan Yun didn't expect that this guy also had the ability to appreciate abstract paintings, so he immediately went outside to look for it.

The previous intact skins had been burned by Duan Yun, but there were still two broken ones.

Then he found one of them.

This one only shows a small half, but you can vaguely see the facial features on the shed skin.

You know what, when you compare them like this, they really are quite similar.

Duan Yun carefully kept the shed skin close to his body.

Seeing this, the Murong brothers said, "Why are you taking this thing? Aren't you afraid of bad luck?"

"I have this skin, so I can try to find this birdman and his accomplices and kill them all!"

"I told you to make a centipede man. I told you to put a bear in the box instead of treasure!"

When the Murong brothers saw Duan Yun cursing there, they were basically certain that what the storyteller said was true.

Old Demon Duan is famous for being stingy. No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, you will have no good ending if you offend him.

This guy who can make centipedes grow in people's heads is definitely not someone to be trifled with. He can even be said to be terrifying and unfathomable. Even Young Master Murong is afraid of his existence.

But what about with Old Demon Duan?
Perhaps, this is what the storyteller meant by treating everyone equally.

This guy might really use this skin to kill the whole family.

(End of this chapter)