Headless Immortal

Chapter 2 Cat Funeral

Moon stars are rare.

Lu Xun suddenly stood up.

A sense of doubt crept into his mind: 'Could it be a dream?'

How can a dream feel so real?

Thinking of this, Lu Xun hurriedly touched his head.

His hand missed its target.

Incredulous, Lu Xun fumbled around haphazardly.

I can't find my head at all.

I carefully ran my hand over his shoulder, and found his neck completely bare, as if it had been chopped off with a sharp weapon.

"Where's my head?!"

Lu Xun roared to the sky.

But how can one speak without even having a head?

Regardless of the current situation, he hurriedly searched for his head, not knowing what organ he was relying on since he had no eyes. Fortunately, he could still see the sky and the earth clearly, even though the whole area was shrouded in a black fog with visibility of less than three meters.

Lu Xun slowly got up and groped for his counter.

There was no murky counter in front of him, nor a reclining chair behind him.

He was in a completely unfamiliar environment.

Something tripped him, and he fell forward, crashing into a rock. With his dim 'eyesight,' Lu Xun could see what the rock was—a dilapidated tombstone. Startled, Lu Xun groped around and, after a while, he finally realized that he was in a graveyard.

He couldn't recognize the inscriptions on the tombstones, but by comparing them, he could tell they weren't similar. Some graves didn't even have tombstones; the ditches were filled with tattered straw mats. The entire cemetery looked completely disordered, meaning it was likely a mass grave.

After struggling for a long time, Lu Xun felt increasingly weak, and his body's instincts urged him to quickly regain his senses.

Lu Xun dared not think too much about it.

He feared he would become like Bi Gan.

Physical exhaustion allowed Lu Xun to move with difficulty.

But if this continues, he might really die. Lu Xun turned his head to look at the ditch that was closest to him.
He couldn't just wait to die; he had to find his head and go back. Dragging his exhausted body, Lu Xun climbed step by step to the trench, searching through the dark places, hoping to find his head.

Upon lifting the straw mat, skeletal remains came into view.

Lu Xun was startled: "Where is this?"

The corpse had been there for an unknown amount of time, leaving only bare white bones.

More than one.

A lot of it was piled up in the trench.

The government will definitely take action against such blatant dumping of bodies. Even in remote, desolate areas, the relatives of the missing person will report it to the authorities. So what if it's on such a large scale? Usually, a few people would be classified as a major case.

Lu Xun searched through his head, but couldn't find it, so he grabbed a white bone skull.

[Skull: Damaged]

"Of course I know..."

Lu Xun finished speaking, staring intently at the black, smoky characters that appeared above his head.

His throat moved.

"Is there anything that isn't damaged?"

"Could you temporarily replace my head?"

No one answered his questions, and his weakened body urged him to act quickly.

Lu Xun, however, seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope and began frantically searching.

【damaged】

【damaged】

"..."

【damaged】

……

"call!"

With a deep sigh, Lu Xun climbed out of the trench.

There was nothing but damage; not a single intact head.

Lu Xun couldn't help but turn his gaze to those graves.

The skeletons in the trenches were incomplete, often bearing the teeth marks of wild animals, so those in the tombs, protected by thick soil, should surely be intact.

Lu Xun examined the grave and picked up some soil.

Carefully identify which grave is new.

The newer the grave, the better the corpse inside is preserved.

After inspecting several graves, Lu found one that was relatively new, though still quite old.

He could only hope that his speculation was correct.

Lu Xun took a deep breath: "I'm sorry!"

They raised the bone club and were about to start digging.

……

drop!
The melodious sound of the suona drifted from the main road.

A band of musicians played funeral music.

In my childhood.

The crowd carrying lanterns walked up to the mass grave one after another. The Taoist priest in the yellow robe, who was at the head of the group, held a peach wood sword in his right hand and a bell in his left, chanting incantations. The strong young men carrying the coffin behind him seemed unusually relaxed. Torches were lit, the platform was set up, and the crowd carrying shovels and pickaxes quickly began digging at the spot designated by the Taoist priest.

"ah!"

The young man, dressed in coarse cloth and holding a torch, was startled.

"what happened?"

There's a dead man here.

"What's there to be afraid of about dead people?"

"He was beheaded."

"A headless corpse?!"

Everyone was startled and dared not approach any further.

The Taoist priest in the yellow robe instructed his disciple, "Chunlei, go and take a look."

The Taoist disciple, dressed in short clothes, leaned closer to take a look and sighed, "How pitiful."

"Master, it's a headless corpse."

"Okay." "Master, why don't you ask him if there's a risk of him turning into a zombie?"

"How can a zombie turn into a corpse if its head is gone?"

……

Lu Xun, who didn't have time to cover himself with a straw mat, could only watch helplessly as a group of people dressed in coarse linen clothes cleared away the surrounding weeds and dug a new grave pit. In no time, the grave pit was dug, and under the supervision of the yellow-robed Taoist, the coffin was lowered into the ground.

The Taoist priest and his disciple together accepted the ritual.

The old man in the long robe stepped forward and asked, "Taoist Master, is this all you need?"

"okay."

"Go back and talk."

……

The suona horn plays again.

On the way back, even the funeral music sounded much more pleasant.

The eerie funeral took place at an unknown time. Lu Xun, lying in the trench, was sick all over. The headless corpse, which could have stood up before, could now only crawl on the ground in a twisted manner, leaving deep marks. His corpse-like body was like a candle flame flickering in the wind, which could be completely extinguished by the slightest breeze.

The broken bone spurs were deeply embedded in the new grave.

The unburnt paper money rolled up in the wind and fluttered behind the grave as a banner to guide the soul.

A dark red flame flashed into the sky.

The headless corpse frantically dug at the ground.

This horrifying scene unfolded so quietly that anyone who witnessed it would likely faint on the spot.

Lu Xun, however, couldn't care less about all that.

laugh!
Bone spurs pierced the soil.

Fortunately, it was a new grave and the soil had not been compacted.

Lu Xun, having dug a hole, went straight inside.

I don’t know how long it has been.

The morning light is dim.

Heaven and earth will no longer embrace.

Lu Xun finally dug up a flat coffin.

Keng!
The coffin boards were very thin, made entirely of wooden nails.

The bone spur easily wedged itself into the stone after being struck.

Clang clang clang!
Six bone spurs completely tore apart the coffin lid and the coffin.

The headless corpse, swaying unsteadily, pushed open the coffin lid.

Overwhelmed with joy, Lu Xun stumbled inside, groping for the head.

This is a newly buried body, and it must contain a corpse, unless it was cremated. However, cremation is only popular among those who are fashionable these days. Whether in rural areas or cities, most people still prefer burial.

Lu Xun grabbed the tomb owner.

They lifted the tomb owner up so lightly.

Looking at what he was holding up, Lu Xun was stunned and at a loss.

If he had a mouth, he would definitely shout out.

"cat?!"

A solemn funeral,
A rather large funeral procession,
A proper monk and incomprehensible rituals.
All for the sake of burying a black cat.

The cat funeral caused Lu Xun a lot of trouble.

He had no strength left.

The shadow of death completely enveloped the headless corpse.

Standing inside, Lu Xun was reluctant to put down the black cat in his hand. His gaze swept over the several old graves he had already explored. Even though there were still undamaged corpses hidden inside, he no longer had the strength to dig them open.

Despair is like a poison that clings to the bone.

Lu Xun slowly shifted his gaze to the black cat in his hand.

First impression.

Big!
It's incredibly big.

Ordinary cats stop moving once they grow to a little over two feet long, but this black cat was over three feet long, almost four feet, and felt heavy in my hands.

It was pitch black, without a single blemish.

But no matter how big a black cat is, its head is still relatively small compared to a human's.

The proportions are completely unequal.

However, the only intact head in the entire mass grave is here.

Is it to wait to die or try to save oneself?
Think of this.

Lu Xun reached out, hesitated slightly, and then picked up the cat without further hesitation.

The black smoke and the writing were splashed in front of my eyes like ink.

The Skull of a Three-Legged Cat

Type: Furry (beast - cat)

Quality: Normal

Trick: Cat Walk

Commentary: After three years, the animal was kept by a family. Every night, it would squat on the roof, raise its mouth to the moon, and inhale its essence. Over time, it began to behave strangely.

Lu Xun gently moved his wrist, and the black cat's head separated from its body like building blocks.

He put down the cat's carcass and picked up the cat's head.

The leader of the black cats kept his eyes tightly closed.

In the morning light.

A headless corpse, holding a black cat's head.

So weird.

The loss of vitality left Lu Xun helpless.

However, most importantly...

go back!

"Even if we have to crawl, we'll crawl back!"

Lu Xun roared and put the cat head around his neck.

(End of this chapter)