Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 24: Everything Has Cause and Effect
The leading evil woman was none other than Hong Yun, the one who happened to share a table with Li Daosheng when he first arrived at the inn yesterday!
Although her expression and temperament were different, her face and figure were clearly that of the half-demon who "entertained people with her beauty".

Yes……

Li Daosheng remembered that when Hongyun was leaving yesterday, he advised him not to come to Wanshou Village today.

I didn't expect this to be the case.

No wonder the Wudang Sect could hide in the Qiyun Mountains, and no wonder Wanshou Village had two gates specially opened for monsters to enter and exit.

It turned out that it was all done by Qi Yun's second disciple.

I just don't know what exactly this Taoist Chang Ming promised to convince the Wudang Sect and the monsters to come and help.

Taoist Chang Jing looked around, the flying sword gently circling around him: "After all these years, you still haven't made any progress..."

This sentence seemed to completely annoy Taoist Chang Ming.

But he did not act rashly, but instead gave a wink.

When the banshee Hongyun saw this, she immediately formed seals with her hands without saying a word.

In addition to her, the members of the Wudang Sect who were arranged in the dark were also making seals.

The ground suddenly shook.

Within a radius of ten miles, the ground rose and fell like waves, shaking people so much that they couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the sky suddenly darkened in all directions, and rolling black clouds emerged from the sky. Looking carefully, they could not see any clouds at all.

It is clearly resentment that can be seen with the naked eye!

Horrible resentment descended from the sky, and this high platform became the center of the resentment, like the eye of a tornado.

"Brother, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. To tell you the truth, besides these monsters and the Wudang Sect, there are also the Black Scale Guards from the imperial court surrounding us. Give me Master's heart, and... the remains of that old monk. Hand them over."

Taoist Chang Ming looked at his senior brother.

In a trance, he saw those very distant memories, so distant that he thought he had completely forgotten them.

They must have thought I forgot...

Qiyun's eldest disciple, Taoist Chang Jing, saw the expression of his junior fellow apprentice, and a different emotion finally appeared on his face which had always been calm.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later.

That was more than thirty years ago.

Taoist Qi Yun has practiced for a lifetime, but in recent years he has felt increasingly powerless and that his end may be approaching.

He was unwilling to give up and tried every possible way to prolong his life in the hope of ascending to become an immortal.

At that time, Taoist Qi Yun had only one direct disciple - Chang Jing.

Qiyun has always been a famous and upright family, but only one person knows that his master is almost possessed by the devil in order to prolong his life and ascend to become an immortal.

Taoist Chang Jing saw many things.

He saw his master using people to make elixirs in an attempt to prolong his life.

I saw my master practicing the magic scripture in order to achieve immortality.

The most recent time, he saw his master bring back a child and named him Chang Ming.

And he said to him, "Chang Jing, from now on he will be your junior fellow apprentice."

At first, Chang Jing treated Chang Ming very well, being attentive and caring towards him all the time.

But Chang Jing soon discovered that no matter how carefully he took care of his junior brother, he always looked haggard and listless.

Even... occasionally in the middle of the night, there would be a few heart-wrenching howls of pain from Junior Brother Chang Ming.

Until one night, he finally couldn't help it and secretly went to take a look outside Chang Ming's room.

Junior brother Chang Ming was lying on the bed, his face pale.

Unlike the junior brother during the day, the junior brother at night looked very thin, as if his whole body was covered with only a thin layer of skin.

What made Chang Jing even more horrified was that his junior brother's stomach had been cut open, revealing a pile of colorful internal organs.

But he clearly saw that his junior brother was still breathing slightly, he was still alive!

Chang Jing rubbed his eyes and looked again. This time, he saw his master.

Master still looks so kind and benevolent.

But at this moment, the master was skillfully pulling out his fellow disciple's intestines and washing them in a copper basin.

My junior brother's intestines were almost completely rotten, and a disgusting mixture of yellow, white and red pus and blood was flowing out.

Chang Jing could smell the stench even when hiding outside the door.

After the master cleaned the junior brother's intestines, he rolled them up and stuffed them back into the junior brother's stomach.

The junior brother groaned weakly, his head slowly turning, as if looking towards where he was.

Chang Jing knew that it was impossible for his junior fellow apprentice to see him. Even his master, who was concentrating on his work, didn't notice the tiny gap, so how could his junior fellow apprentice see him at this moment?
He didn't move.

Master’s actions continued.

Next came the brother's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys... All the organs gave off a foul stench of decay. Master placed all the organs in a copper basin, washed them carefully, and then put them back.

That night, Chang Jing didn't know how he got back, but he was in a daze, half asleep and half awake, and didn't sleep well all night.

The next day, Chang Jing saw that his second junior brother appeared again in good health.

Although he was still not in a good mental state, at least he looked normal from the outside.

but……

"Senior brother..."

The second junior brother suddenly looked up and looked at Chang Jing with bloodshot eyes.

Chang Jing stared at him blankly: "What's wrong?"

"Why didn't you save me last night?"

……

"Senior brother..."

The thick black resentment was like a dark cloud pressing down on the city, condensing above the high platform, as if it was about to crush the village at any time.

The strong wind made his clothes rustle. Taoist Chang Ming stared at his senior brother in amazement, and asked, just like he did back then:
"Why... didn't you save me?"

Taoist Chang Jing never said a word, he was always like that.

Among the three disciples, he is the one who looks most like Taoist Qi Yun, always sitting upright and always... expressionless.

"How did you collude with the demons? They can't possibly trust humans."

Taoist Chang Jing seemed not to hear the question from his junior fellow disciple. He only asked what he wanted to know.

"Haha...hahaha!" Taoist Chang Ming's hair was messed up by the strong wind. He laughed wildly, like a madman. "Want to know?"

Resentment was still condensing. Hundreds of monsters were looking at the mad Taoist on the high platform. The frightened and desperate common people were also looking at him. Only the fanatical followers of the Wu Dang Sect were still chanting "When the calamity of the universe is over, Wu Dang will prosper."

"Brother Li."

Suddenly, a cunning voice sounded beside Li Daosheng.

He turned his head and saw that it was the young Taoist priest Chen Zhian. His expression was quite complicated. He shook his head, made a gesture of silence to Li Daosheng, then put his fingers together to form a sword and flashed it in front of Li Daosheng's eyes.

Now, Li Daosheng could see.

Standing on the platform were still Chang Jing and Chang Ming, but Chang Ming... was... not quite normal.

The strong wind made it difficult for people to open their eyes. Taoist Chang Ming suddenly ripped open his clothes, exposing his chest, pointed at it and said to Taoist Chang Jing:
"Didn't you see it that year?"

"Still don't know why? Don't you know why I can deal with these monsters?"

"what……"

Taoist Chang Ming's eyes were red as he roared, "He replaced all my internal organs with those of a monster!"

"He turned me from a human into a half-human, half-demon monster..."

"Just to try..." Taoist Chang Ming's figure swayed, and his voice was hoarse: "Can it prolong my life?"

(End of this chapter)