Headless Immortal

Chapter 3 Resurrection
The head and neck are joined together.

day,
Bright.

The darkness and gloom were swept away, and the world before our eyes became bright.

Unlike the clear and colorful world of the past, it is now hazy, like the world seen through the eyes of someone who is severely nearsighted and colorblind.

Black hair grows naturally.

Claws emerged from the nails, and the curled-up hind legs landed on the ground.

The sudden drop in perspective made Lu Xun feel uneasy.

The feeling of exhaustion and despair at the passing of life disappeared, and now he was full of vitality and had inexhaustible energy.

Unable to wait any longer, he suddenly jumped up and lightly leaped out of the coffin pit.

Lu Xun looked down at his raised paw.

Pure black.

With a little force, whoosh, a sharp hook pierces out from the palm.

"Meow!"

"Meow meow?"

A deep, husky voice, full of magnetism, came through.

Lu Xun finally has a mouth, but it would be better to remain mute.

The ink-black smoke-like characters reappeared before my eyes once again.

【go back】

Before Lu Xun could ask where they were going, the nose started moving first.

A faint, familiar cat scent wafted to his nose, and Lu Xun seemed to see a pink line in this gray world of severe nearsightedness.

This seemed to be a novice's sense of smell. Lu Xun was also playing the cat for the first time and didn't understand what this familiarity meant.

Recalling yesterday's cat funeral, it was quite strange.

Their clothing is nothing like that of modern people; even in remote rural areas, people no longer wear coarse linen clothes.

His speech was half-understood, like ancient language.

'Could this be an illusionary realm?' Lu Xun wondered.

He was beheaded in his own little shop by a man in a silver mask. Judging from the fact that the other party was able to aim at him with his Beretta first but strike first, that person was truly terrifying and was definitely not an ordinary garbage collector in the broken illusion world.

Killing someone is easy; disposing of the body is difficult.

Previously, there were no such conditions.

Since the appearance of the Illusionary Realm, countless people have died within it.

In reality, when a case occurs, the relevant departments will investigate and solve it, but unfortunately, there are no police officers in the fantasy world.

"I've heard that if you accidentally fall into a phantom world, you either wait for rescue where you are, or you actively contact the people in the phantom world to gain power that doesn't belong to the real world."

As a well-known middleman in Chongyang District, Lu Xun had some understanding of the Illusionary Realm, and he couldn't just stay put and wait to die.

Lu Xun thought seriously to himself, "You idiot, I've got your head, so your business is my business, and my business is your business."

"I want to go back, is there any way?!"

The indistinct black smoke writing, like splashed ink, became clear again.

【go back】

"it is good."

Lu Xun agreed.

He had no other choice; he was in an unfamiliar place and didn't even have a human being.

Using the head of a three-legged cat to transform into a three-legged old cat, and in a state of bewilderment, one can only follow the black and red writing.

As for the questions and negotiations just now, they were nothing more than self-consolation.

"go!"

Although it is called a three-legged cat, its legs only appear lame when walking slowly. When it runs, it no longer looks like a lame cat and moves across the ground like a black lightning bolt.

A few moments.

His eyes fell upon the official road.

rustling.

The grass rustled slightly, and the old, pure black cat lying beside the official road opened its golden vertical pupils.

He saw a city!

A small earthen town with an ancient appearance.

A pinkish mist line extended into the city.

Lu Xun looked at the soldiers guarding the city gate, his golden vertical pupils shifting between light and shadow. His gaze swept across the area and landed on the shacks built against the small earthen city wall.

The emaciated beggar huddled in the corner, while red-eyed crows perched high above, seemingly waiting for death so they could have a good meal.

Not seeing anyone was one thing, but once he did, Lu Xun's mind started racing: 'My cat form is really inconvenient; I need to get a human to take down.'

Even as darkness fell, the swaying beggar showed no sign of being reincarnated.

The crows on the wall had long since flown away, leaving only the old cat still squatting there.

"There are so many skeletons in the mass graves, but not a single corpse in this small county town... The local government is really efficient."

Lu Xun didn't want to wait any longer. Too many uncertainties urged him on, leading him to decide to act according to the black smoke-like handwriting. Without much hesitation, the black cat headed straight for the gate of Xiaotu City.

……

"go with!"

The city guard was startled and kicked out mid-air. The black lightning bolt was incredibly fast, disappearing into the city in just a few leaps.

The old official pointed in surprise at the departing black cat, a thoughtful look gradually appearing in his eyes: "That..."

The constable asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"It looks just like Old Song's lame cat."

The constable's eyes widened immediately, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. He suppressed a tremor in his throat and bowed, saying, "Old Liu, are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

The old clerk looked at the bailiff with some surprise: "I know Old Song, I can't mistake him. His lame cat has been around for quite a few years, at least eight or ten. I saw it when I went there a while ago. It's really intelligent. It can run so fast at such an old age. I reckon it's probably becoming a spirit."

The bailiff's throat bobbed, and he quickly lowered his voice: "Last night, when the Song family's funeral procession was leaving the city, my brother was on night duty. When he came back, he told me that there was a black cat lying in the coffin!"

"Dead?"

"Of course he's dead!"

The voices of the bailiffs had become a bit sharper.

"Oh no, it's really become sentient."

The old official, who was packing his belongings, covered them with a bundle and instructed, "I'm going to Old Song's house."

The bailiff nodded hurriedly.

……

Song House.

Master Song asked with some skepticism, "Brother Liu, did you really see it?"

"I saw it. The three-legged black cat is over three feet long. Who else but yours could it be?"

"Thank you."

Master Song bowed, knowing full well that a funeral had taken place the day before, and he felt he had to thank him no matter what.

Seeing that Old Song was unwilling to say more, the old official did not press him further.

Master Song waved his hand, signaling the steward to refill the tea, before sighing and saying, "It's really a family scandal that shouldn't be aired in public."

The old official waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I understand."

After seeing his friend off, Master Song immediately ordered, "Please invite the Taoist priest here!"

……

“My master is a high-ranking master of the Lushan Sect, how could his magic be wrong?”

Chunlei, the newly accepted disciple of the Yellow-Robed Taoist, immediately defended his master.

Master Song, hands behind his back, puffed out his beard and glared, saying, "My old friend saw Sanjiao return with his own eyes, and the constable at the gate can testify to that..."

The yellow-robed Taoist gestured to his disciple to stop talking, and then cupped his hands slightly, saying, "If there are any other changes, please rest assured, sir, this old Taoist is here!"

Master Song relaxed slightly, but he still couldn't suppress his anxiety.

"Please tell me more about your condition, sir."

"Master, please take a seat."

“Bring tea!”

Master Song couldn't tell others about these things, but how could he hide his illness from the doctor?

He immediately recalled: "When my daughter returned home to visit her family, the room was still lit up in the middle of the night. The steward came to report that there was a man's shadow, and upon closer listening, he could also hear seductive music coming from inside."

"I thought..."

"We only found out it was our son-in-law when we went to intercept him."

"It's one thing for the son-in-law to be rude, but he's nowhere to be seen during the day and only appears in the side room at night, which is really suspicious."

"I kept watch for half the night, and it wasn't until dawn that I saw a big cat crawl out of the side room."

"..."

"The three-legged creature is back again, what should we do?"

The yellow-robed Taoist stroked his mustache and calmly said, "It couldn't have become a spirit after drinking the talisman water; perhaps its soul sensed something..."

Before the Taoist could finish speaking, Master Song suddenly stood up, pointed outside, and was speechless.

Suddenly looking back.

A pair of eyes were staring straight at him.

The golden beast eyes shone like magnificent gems in the night.

At some point, a dark-skinned, three-legged old cat squatted on the eaves of the courtyard, facing the main hall.

The Taoist priest pressed his hand on the long sword at his waist: "So you really came back!"

Lu Xun didn't know what was going on. When he was still a headless corpse, he could only vaguely understand what they were saying. But after he changed into the cat head, he could hear them clearly. Now, the expression on his face was extremely interesting, but he couldn't shake off the sorrow between his brows.

That's how things are now.

Either fight the old Taoist priest to the death, or retreat as soon as possible.

The Taoist priest did not move.

The old cat didn't move either.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

suddenly,

Master Song pretended to drive him away, saying, "Three-Legged, you should leave now. I'm sorry for what I did to you. I will definitely prepare more paper money for you during festivals in the future."

"Meow?"

(End of this chapter)