Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 33 The Power of Buddhism
"You really don't want to know about that child?"

Snapped!
"Wait until that person arrives."

Snapped!
One blow after another, no matter what Bu Hengzi said, Xu Xuan wouldn't listen to the end, he would just keep hitting him first.

Of course, he controlled the situation very well. Although blood was splattered everywhere, the force was dispersed, so the skinny old man could still speak.

But his mind seemed a little confused and his speech became hesitant.

She even cried towards the end.

Cried?

What's going on? Why is the slap so severe?

The evil sorcerer who had endured the punishment of three trees was actually made to cry by being whipped.

Magistrate Song was puzzled, Xie Yu was distressed, Master Li was excited, and the yamen runners said they had their eyes opened.

This is the method Xu Xuan chose.

He made no progress in comprehending the true path of Buddhism, but he had already mastered the method of mind-to-mind transmission without a teacher while he was at the academy.

Use violence to disturb their mind, and use the power of their spirit to knock on their heart's gate.

The truth was repeatedly slapped into Bu Hengzi's soul.

Having not entered the Dao and lacking a proper method of cultivation, he was suppressed by the imperial court's fortune and, due to the exorcism by black dog blood, his weak soul was powerless to resist and was constantly corrupted.

To some extent.
The method of guiding a person to recognize themselves, escape suffering, and achieve liberation through one's own virtue is called "liberation."

Xu Xuande's conduct was insufficient; he could only help the other party to re-evaluate themselves, a reverse version of a wake-up call.

The method is somewhat similar to bewitching techniques and has a strong evil style.

If anyone could see through this scene, they could be called a demonic monk!
But Xu Xuan considered himself a good person and a good monk.

Of course, facing the puzzled expressions of others, I naturally had to come up with a passable explanation, so I reluctantly found a sentence.

"Thunder roars and winds rise, the last one to strike arrives first, separation and reunion go against each other, change is unpredictable."

Xie Yu suddenly realized that this was a matter of military strategy.

Instructor Xu, no, Mr. Xu, is a great talent!
But others didn't understand, so Xie Yu took on the role of off-site commentator.

"This is a strategy to attack the heart."

"At the end of the Qin Dynasty, the Marquis of Huaiyin confronted the Zhao army at Jingxingkou. With his determination to fight with his back to the water, he reversed the situation and defeated the enemy."

"Mr. Xu appeared silent, but in reality, he was both deceptive and evasive, preventing the demon from seeing his true bottom line. He then applied pressure with a resolute determination to destroy everything, until the demon finally collapsed."

"Mr. Xu truly embodies the art of military strategy in criminal law."

That's it!

Only a prodigy from the Xie family of Dongshan could decipher such profound meaning.

When they looked at Xu Xuan again, everyone put on an even more unfathomable filter.

The person involved, Xu, said, "Yes, that's what I think."

Okay, time to get down to business.

There is no need to smoke anymore at this point, you will really die.

So he asked gently and warmly.

"Where is the young master of the Li family?"

"Yes, yes."

"Don't worry, no one is forcing you to say it."

Xu Xuan's amiable demeanor deeply moved Bu Hengzi, who was deeply entangled in demonic possession.

"It was taken away by the magician to practice the Immortal Rope, and it will return to Qiantang tomorrow."

"The magician is your accomplice?"

"Yes, we agreed to meet at the Wenhui Teahouse in Qiantang East Market tomorrow."

Xie Yu looked at the servant beside him. After confirming that it was his own property, it seemed that he would have to close for a day tomorrow.

"What are the characteristics of a magician? What are his strengths? What are his weaknesses? What is the Immortal Rope?"

"His name and Taoist title are unknown. He appears to be a middle-aged man, but is actually over a hundred years old. He often travels around various counties as a magician. This old man's cultivation was interrupted in his early years, so now..."

He went into great detail when he got to this point, especially regarding the weaknesses, which shows that this sorcerer named Bu Hengzi had been pondering this matter quite a bit.

Xu Xuan and the others now knew what these evil heretics did every day. They would do anything to cultivate and survive; they truly deserved to die.

Zhao Hu was already figuring out how to make his move. "Are there any other accomplices?"

"Yes, someone invited me and the magician to Qiantang to discuss important matters in exchange for entering the orthodox path."

He didn't know the specifics of what major event it was, but the allure of entering the true path was simply too great.

It is the best of the best in the entire evil path, and it is worth the risk.

After that, Xu Xuan and the others asked many more questions.

For example, Zhao Hu asked about the demon puppet, which was said to be made from the branches of a thousand-year-old locust tree spirit and was nourished daily by its own blood essence and the souls of ordinary people.

Magistrate Song was more worried about whether more evil spirits would come.

After asking all the questions, Xu Xuan casually asked a question, but in reality, he was quite alert.

"Why did you attack me?"

"To accomplish great things, you need to prepare many puppets. Scholars are useful."

Are they just randomly selected cannon fodder?

Xu Xuan was furious. He had spent the last few days thinking so much, only to receive such a casual excuse. Damn it!

After all the questions were asked, Bu Hengzi was no longer of any value.

He snapped out of his confusion, and his expression immediately returned to one of disdain.

But no one cares anymore.

Everyone is discussing how to take down that magician tomorrow.

Of course, we should take Xu Xuan's advice as the main approach, since he is knowledgeable in criminal law and military strategy.

It was Magistrate Song who realized that it was too frightening to have a heretic lying in the courtroom all the time.

Listen to what those beasts did. They will only cause trouble if they are kept alive.

"Burn it."

"what?"

Instructor Xu's suggestion was still so bold.

Because he absolutely would not allow his side to make such a basic mistake as letting a tiger return to the mountain.

Aren’t there enough villains who get defeated because they don’t make the final move?
Oh, I am a righteous person, but I also have to avoid unnecessary harm.

"The credit is already in hand, so what if the culprit is missing? There are dozens of people in the Qiantang government office, the young master of the Xie family, the dean of Jintian Academy, and even I, a teacher at Chongqi Academy, are all witnesses."

The evidence, such as the demonic puppets, was also substantial, practically irrefutable, and could certainly withstand the scrutiny of the inspectors. After all, the imperial court was certainly aware of matters involving supernatural forces and the supernatural.

That makes sense. Magistrate Song began to consider whether to burn the sorcerer now or follow the traditional procedure to report to the Ministry of Justice for execution in the autumn.

"What if the county jail can't hold him, and he escapes or is rescued by his accomplices? Your Honor, what will happen?"

Magistrate Song was startled; even if he himself wasn't afraid, his family was.

Just look at Master Li and you will know. His son was killed without doing anything and his soul was taken to make puppets. His grandson is still in the hands of the monster and his life or death is unknown.

He immediately ordered a pile of firewood to be set up inside the county government office.

Bu Hengzi.
He was lifted up while he was still dazed.

No? Are you going to burn me to death?
Why not drag it outside and burn it, or even behead it?

His cultivation level was not high enough to allow his soul to leave his body within the government office.

"burn."

Amidst the flames, the demon, burdened with countless karmic debts, let out several miserable howls. Large plumes of green smoke surged from his flesh and blood in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but the bright mirror, hanging high above, emitted a faint glow, suppressing them all.

"I am unwilling to accept this fate; if I were to enter the Dao..."

"If I enter the Tao..."

"Enter the Tao."

The person who wielded the sorcery perished, their soul scattered.

Xu Xuan, on the other hand, sensed a faint golden light of merit descending between heaven and earth, which was better than nothing.

The more important thing now is to continue the strategic planning.

And that third person... always makes me uneasy.

(End of this chapter)