Headless Immortal

Chapter 117 Somewhat Similar
Zhao Jia walked ahead, pulling Lu Xun around the screen door.

A large locust tree grows in the courtyard, its branches spreading like a canopy, exuding a faint spiritual aura.

Stepping into the inner courtyard, Lu Xun felt somewhat dazed.

This place is laid out exactly like Mei Lan's house, only it's larger and deeper.

He let Zhao Jia hold his wrist.

"Brother Cat is here!"

Hearing Brother Jia's hearty laughter, Wang Ruo, who was showing signs of pregnancy, frowned.

Why does this strange title sound so familiar? It's as if she should know it very well.

When Wang Ruo looked at the person again, he saw a scholar wearing a Confucian robe with light red eyes. His features were not outstanding, and he was a complete stranger.

It must be because they are acquainted with Brother Jia.

Even a woman like her, living in a house for so long, might not necessarily know all of Zhao Jia's acquaintances.

Although the scholar seemed rather eccentric and not like a good person, she still asked Aunt Chen to prepare the wine and dishes.

After a torrential rain, the sky cleared and the evening glow stretched across the horizon.

inside the hall.

Zhao Jia broke the mud seal on the wine jar and filled the wine bowl.

Before he could say anything, a constable dressed in a black uniform rushed over, clasped his hands in salute, and said, "Boss, the Prefect summons you urgently."

Zhao Jia hesitated slightly: "Is it that important?"

"important."

Zhao Jia said, "Brother Cat, please eat and drink as you please. I'll be right back."

After saying that, he hurried to the stable and led out his mount, a tall, chestnut-colored horse with a mane like a lion and scales on its skin.

The red-maned horse neighed, its amber eyes fixed on Lu Xun with wariness. Animals are more likely to smell the monster scent on Lu Xun.

Zhao Jia mounted his horse, pulled on the reins, and instructed, "Brother, do not leave."

Zhao Jia's departure made Lu Xun feel somewhat uneasy. He glanced back at the inner hall, where there were many female relatives, and he clearly wanted to avoid them.

Although Wang Ruo didn't recognize the handsome scholar, as Zhao Jia's wife, she still felt obligated to fulfill her duty as a host, so she said, "Brother, please wait a moment..."

Lu Xun looked at Wang Ruo and smiled.

Wang Ruo was puzzled as to why the scholar's smile was so strange.

Just watch as the scholar transforms himself.

A four-foot-long black cat took its place.

The golden cat blinked, then quickly climbed up the locust tree, a smile appearing on its round face.

"you!"

Wang Ruo exclaimed in a shrill voice, pointing her slender finger at the old cat in the tree.

How could she not recognize a cat now?

No wonder Brother Jia was so attentive; it turns out it was this demon cat that stayed in Meilan.

Wang Ruo was horrified. She never expected that the three-legged old cat had already taken on a human form and spoke and acted just like a human.

Lu Xun jumped into the locust blossoms and poked at them a couple of times with his paws.

The prismatic light of the setting sun pierced through the gaps in the trees and fell on the black cat, Lu Xun. The black cat bared its teeth and shook its paws in disgust; the locust tree was wet after the rain, hardly a pleasant place to stay.

"ah."

The flower spirit hidden under the leaves was startled by the big-faced cat that suddenly barged in.

……

into the night.

Exhausted, Zhao Jia returned home and saw Xiao Yue holding the old cat. The old cat's eyes lit up the moment it saw him.

Lu Xun said, "You're finally back."

The hoarse sound rolled out from the black cat's throat.

Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from her chair in fright.

The old cat landed naturally, looking at Xiaoyue, who had run off in a panic to find the old lady, with the same surprise, and then reached out a paw to touch its own throat.

This was the first time he had ever discovered that his cat body could talk.

Lu Xun thought to himself, 'When?'

After acquiring 'Mr. Ni's' head and gaining anthropomorphic magic, he used his cat body less often.

He perused various supernatural powers.

Focus on one of them.

【Mingling】

Type: Supernatural Power

Effect: Slightly increases the buff to spirits (+4%).

Commentary: An army's strength lies in its quality, not its quantity; a general's strength lies in his strategy, not his bravery. Among all living beings, the supreme are called saints, and monsters are called great saints; this is the great saint's selection of generals. — Yu Rong King

'Could supernatural powers bless all the heads I possess?' The thought crossed Lu Xun's mind.

He initially thought that the supernatural power was better than nothing, since the slight enhancement was pitifully small.

However, he has now changed his mind and is even somewhat shocked.

If the supernatural power were applied to himself, it could bless all heads. The effect might not be visible now, but little by little, the accumulated supernatural power would eventually unleash extraordinary combat strength.

Putting everything else aside, if you obtain a head of extremely high quality in the future, you can unleash combat power far exceeding that of your original body.

Zhao Jia couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes: "Brother Cat, you can talk."

Head transplant.

With white hair and a white body, golden eyes and blue teeth, he was none other than the Lord of Wutong Mountain.

Seeing Cat Brother's appearance, Zhao Jia's thoughts drifted back to a year ago.

Although no matter what form he took, it didn't change 'Brother Cat,' he simply couldn't feel a sense of familiarity with a strange body. At this moment, even though a great demon was in front of him, Zhao Jia was even happier.

The food was reheated.

The man and the strange man sat down and picked up their wine glasses.

"Come on, do it!"

After three cups, Zhao Jia let out a long breath and said, "I heard that Brother Cat removed Taoyuan Township in Meilan County and won the land deed for Bailudong Academy. Do you know why Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are so obsessed with land deeds, even to the point of fighting each other?"

Wu Tonglu shook his head.

Zhao Jia said, "It's because of the principles of the Dao."

"The Way?" Lu Xun asked, holding a wine glass.

Zhao Jia tilted his head back and drank deeply before saying, “First: The Dao is eternal. Second: If there are those who attain the Dao ahead, then those who come after cannot attain it. Third: Those who share the same aspirations and Dao will attract each other. This is the principle of the Dao, which I only learned after passing the examination by the Earthly Official.”

Lu asked, "What does this have to do with the land deed?"

Zhao Jia said, "Pass on the teachings."

"The more prominent a school of thought is, the more powerful its Dao becomes. Once a great Dao is established, more powerful cultivators will be born from that Dao."

Lu Xun suddenly realized why the three religions seemed so determined to succeed. Looking back now, even without his mediation, they would probably still have made a move against the Living Buddha of Peach Blossom Spring, but only after they had sufficient strength.

The Living Buddha of Taoyuan made a mistake; he shouldn't have stubbornly relied solely on himself.

Just as Bailudong Academy did not reject monsters, Donglin Temple should also not have any prejudice against monsters.

Lu Xun said, "Thank you."

"Hey, how can we, brothers, talk about thanks?" Zhao Jia waved his hands repeatedly. "I haven't thanked Brother Cat for the gold, jewels, and the Qi refining method he sent. I only found out about it a little late..."

Magistrate Meilan kept the news tightly under wraps, fearing that the local military officer would ruin his achievements, which is why the county seat was unaware of the events in Taoyuan Township.

Lu Xun shook his head.

Why drag a bunch of brothers into something he himself wasn't even sure about? He almost lost his life killing the Five Gods that day.

The Living Buddha of Peach Blossom Spring was far more troublesome than the Five-Powered God. It was only because he had enhanced three extraordinary supernatural abilities, and the swordsman fought with his life on the line, that the outcome was uncertain.

Above the long river, a bright moon hangs in the sky, its pale white frost illuminating the banner.

This is a convoy on a rapid advance.

The horse galloped to the carriage, and the warrior lying on its back looked like a bear. He flipped over and landed steadily on the carriage.

The bear-like man with a leopard-like head and bulging eyes pulled back the curtain and said, "Almost there, almost there. Just hang in there a little longer, we'll be in the county town soon, and then we'll find a doctor."

It was warm inside the carriage.

The young apprentice serving by his side stamped his feet anxiously, tears streaming down his face as he sobbed as he covered the pale old man with a warm fox fur coat.

The old man was thin, with deep-set eyes that shone with a pair of eerie, wolf-like eyes. He was losing heat rapidly from his body and reached out to grab the arm of the bear-like man.

The old man said, "Lieutenant, I won't pass!"

“I know that I suffered three backlashes after I brutally murdered the White Lotus Sect’s disciple in the capital. The Ministry of Justice wouldn’t allow me to die in the capital, so they sent me to Zhang County to behead the magistrate, which is considered a way of letting me return to my hometown. It’s just that you’ve been implicated, Senior Captain. You were supposed to be promoted on this trip, but because of me…”

"I have failed my duty!"

Gao Qingzhi, carrying the sword case, sighed deeply. His upright conduct had offended some, leading to this predicament. If the old man died before his very eyes, the authorities would surely punish him. He sighed, "Lord Song..."

The old man surnamed Song mustered his inner energy, his face flushed red, and said, "No, I should address you as sir. What am I? I'm just an executioner in the Ministry of Justice, a jailer who beheads people. No matter how many people I kill, I'm still a lowly official. You're different. You're a military officer, a proper official."

"Captain."

Gao Qingzhi responded.

"Give me a quick one."

Song Zhan flicked the red-tasseled broadsword behind him and said, "Use this ghost-headed sword to cut off my head, so I won't suffer the backlash any longer."

He simply couldn't take it anymore.

Ever since he dismembered the White Lotus Sect's disciple, the sight of the disciple's blood made his hands go cold.

Even the usually sluggish penis is now reacting like a snake that has just come out of hibernation.

He remembered that he had become useless five years ago. It wasn't that he was no longer capable, but that he had reached a certain level of cultivation and lost his emotions, becoming more indifferent and steadfast. Even if the women of Tianhefang stood naked in front of him, he would only see the muscle texture and would not be tempted by beauty.

Now it's different; with the alternation of hot and cold, snot flows down my nose.

"To put the captain in a difficult position..." Before Song Zhan could finish speaking, he felt a burning ember in his chest, stabbing straight at his throat.

He was unable to speak.

It howled like an old dog, then slumped over and crashed into the carriage. Blood seeped from its seven orifices, and two tubes of crystalline substances slid out of its nostrils.

Gao Qingzhi gripped the ghost-head knife wrapped with red tassels.

bass!
Cut in two with one stroke.

A sense of relief flashed in Song Zhan's eyes, but the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

……

The man and the strange fellow, under the moonlight, raised their cups in toasts.

Suddenly.

A figure leaped over the wall and jumped into the courtyard.

Wutong Mountain Lord glanced coldly at the newcomer, his snow-white fur fluttering in the breeze. His dark blue armor stood solemnly like a mountain, and his gilded demonic eyes fixed on the newcomer.

Zhao Jiahu narrowed his eyes, his hand already on the long knife on the table. Breaking into his house was secondary; if people saw Brother Cat, it would be difficult to explain.

The newcomer strode forward and sat down without hesitation.

His robes were soaked with something, dripping wet. Upon closer inspection, it was blood. His open chest revealed some black hair. He grabbed a roast chicken from the table, chewed it up and swallowed it in a few bites, bones and all. He then picked up a wine jar and drank it down in one gulp.

Zhao Jia was shocked and cried out, "Master!"

With a gust of wind, Gao Qingzhi devoured another roast suckling pig, drank half a jar of liquor, and wiped the liquid off his bushy beard: "That was satisfying!"

In high spirits, they decided to tear off their tight-fitting clothes and take them off.

Blood was still dripping, but it wasn't from the robe; it was from a round cloth bag hanging at Gao Qingzhi's waist.

The two, one human and one strange creature, stared at each other, probably thinking that the bag contained a head.

"After I finish this meal, I must return to the capital to apologize."

Gao Qingzhi put down what he was doing, pointed to the head at his waist, and said, "I beheaded the executioner in the Ministry of Justice."

Zhao Jia hurriedly asked, "What happened, Master?"

Gao Qingzhi gave a brief explanation.

Trouble.

In fact, both Zhao Jia and Gao Qingzhi knew that no matter how a person died, once they were dead, it was troublesome.

Master's promotion was ruined, and he might also face severe punishment, ranging from a drop in cultivation level to losing his life. So he advised, "Master, we can't go back to the capital now."

"He's waiting for you to return to the capital so he can confirm this matter."

"Then what should we do?"

"Perhaps we should hide for now."

The implication is that they should run away first and figure things out later.

Gao Qingzhi shook his head: "I'm all alone, and I'm afraid of implicating you. Don't worry, I work under Commander Chu, he wouldn't dare to do anything to me."

Zhao Jia frowned: "But Commander Chu went to the north, who knows when he will be back."

suddenly.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"So you're saying that as long as this person is alive, that's enough?"

Gao Qingzhi was taken aback and looked at the person who spoke, a pale-faced scholar.

As soon as Lu Xun saw someone enter the courtyard, he switched to 'Mr. Ni's' head. After all, he had to consider the impact on Zhao Jia and not let people see that it was a monster sitting in the hall.

"good."

Gao Qingzhi nodded, then looked at Zhao Jia, as if asking, "Your friend?"

Zhao Jia nodded.

Lu Xun said, "Please show me the head, Captain."

Gao Qingzhi boldly placed his head on the table, unwrapped the white cloth, revealing the head of an old man with closed eyes, gray hair, and disheveled hair.

Lu Xun reached out and touched the head, nodded, and suddenly opened his blood-red maw. The old man's head disappeared and was sent into that strange space by Lu Xun.

Head transplant.

As the two stared in disbelief, the pale-faced scholar transformed into a naked old man.

Thin, with wolf-like eyes, long gray hair cascading over his shoulders, and gaunt skin clinging to his skeleton.

Lu Xun could sense the power contained within this body. Despite being just a skinny old man, he possessed the ability to split gold and cleave stone.

Lu Xun smiled and said, "The senior officer thinks I look somewhat similar to him."

Gao Qingzhi suddenly stood up, grabbed the sword box, and shouted sharply, "What kind of monster are you!"

With his other hand, he shielded Zhao Jia, gesturing for him to walk back.

This goes beyond his usual disguise skills; it's more like a 'body-snatching' technique.

But possession requires the other party to be a living person. How come the scholar in front of me only swallowed a head and created Song Zhan exactly as he was?

It is none other than an unknown great monster.

Zhao Jia stopped Gao Qingzhi and said, "Master, he..."

He wanted to explain, but when he looked at Lu Xun, he didn't know where to begin, especially since it concerned Cat Brother's secret.

Lu Xun smiled.

Head transplant.

Its gilded, demonic eyes surveyed all directions, and its tall, imposing body stood upright.

Gao Qingzhi's eyes widened like a leopard's: "It's you!"

(End of this chapter)