nyslfriends Chapter 53: Accusing
Chapter 53: Accusing
"I see. Thank you for your explanation, senior brother. Now, senior brothers, please continue on your journey."
As Cao Xing finished speaking, a flash appeared between his brows, and the Pure Yin Spirit reappeared before everyone, gently blowing on them.
"Phew~~~"
A wisp of black mist was exhaled from the mouth of the pure Yin spirit.
It is the Heart-Damaging Wind, one of the three major skills of the Pure Primordial Yin Spirit.
With a gust of black mist, the souls of Zhang Qiang and Cheng Jing, among others, were instantly blown away and vanished without a trace.
Cao Xing only truly relaxed after watching the six people's souls dissipate.
It's not that he's heartless, but that he's afraid to take the gamble.
Since Li Zhen said that the Upper Temple has the means of seizing bodies and being reborn, it is not impossible that it does not have the ability to recall the dead soul back to the mortal world.
In the world of Journey to the West, death is never the end.
For example, in Chapter 96 of the original work, "Master Kou Joyfully Hosts a Banquet for a High-Ranking Monk"
This episode tells the story of Tang Sanzang and his disciples passing by the home of a wealthy man named Kou. The wealthy man offered alms to nearly ten thousand monks, but was then kicked to death by bandits. His wife falsely accused the four of being murderers. After Sun Wukong uncovered the truth, he went to the underworld to retrieve Kou Hong's soul. Yama, the King of Hell, granted him an extra twelve years of life, ultimately allowing him to return to the world and punish the wicked.
The senior disciple in the temple may not have such abilities, but money can make the devil turn the millstone. After all, even the gods in heaven accept money, let alone the little devils in the underworld.
As for how much money to spend, that's even more unpredictable. You can't gamble your life on how high those kids' professional standards are.
So it's better to wipe them out completely, at least for peace of mind.
However… Cao Xing couldn’t help but think of the little demons who died in the Wave Moon Cave, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.
At that time, our means were limited, and a potential threat was left behind. It seems that we should go back and wipe it out completely if we have the chance.
Cao Xing and Bixia dug a pit and buried the corpses together. They then stuck a wooden plaque on it, which served as a kind of memorial for them.
But I always felt something was missing, so I casually carved a line on it: "A loving family."
Yes, that looks much better.
Having resolved this problem, Cao Xing and Bixia arrived at another mountain peak, opened their satchels, and inside was a large wooden box with a spirit-sealing talisman attached.
Fortunately, this spirit-sealing talisman was affixed; otherwise, Cao Xing would probably have had to give up on these thirty portions of Yin Virtue.
Unsealing the spirit talisman, Cao Xing opened the wooden box and took out all twenty-nine clay figures. He dug a pit and erected a grave for them, casually writing four characters on the tombstone: "Family Reunion."
"Thank you, fellow Daoist."
After the tombstone was erected, a gentle breeze swept by, and shadows emerged from the tomb, bowed to Cao Xing, and then vanished into the air with the breeze.
Strands of Yin virtue quickly merged into Cao Xing's body. After receiving the blessing of twenty-nine portions of Yin virtue, Cao Xing suddenly felt a light and airy sensation throughout his body.
There was a piece of cold jade in the dantian area of my chest, which felt icy cold.
Cao Xing patted his chest, thinking, "This is the foundation for my future cultivation. With this foundation and my powerful account backing me up, this trip to the Jade Pavilion Incense Gathering is a sure thing!"
"Greetings, Senior Brother Cao!"
Cao Xing turned around and saw Dong Ran's spirit standing to the side.
"Are you sure you're not leaving this time?" Cao Xing asked, looking at Dong Ran's clay figure.
Dong Ran hesitated for a moment, but dared not say anything more and could only bow with his hands clasped.
Cao Xing said no more, put Dong Ran's soul back into the clay figure, closed the box, and prepared to leave.
However, before returning to the Upper Temple, there was one more thing to do: to decipher the magic seal on the silver note.
Since Gao Fan had already explained the solution, Cao Xing decided to give it a try. He casually burned some wood ash, stirred it with water, and a basin of black water was ready.
After Cao Xing swiped a silver note in the container a few times, he saw an inconspicuous mark appear on it.
I rubbed it with my hands, and the mark came off in just a few strokes.
Really useful.
Cao Xing washed all the silver notes in his hand, thus successfully laundering the illicit money and no longer needing to worry about being discovered.
However, just in case, Cao Xing casually put all the silver notes and magical artifacts into a wooden box, affixed a spirit-sealing talisman to ensure everything was safe, and then strode back to the Upper Temple with Bixia.
By the time he rushed back to Shangfang Temple, it was almost dark.
However, when Cao Xing stepped through the door, his heart skipped a beat, and several pairs of eyes instantly focused on him.
For a moment, it seemed as if he wanted to see through Cao Xing completely.
Cao Xing looked up and saw several Taoist priests dressed in green standing to the side, their eyes wide open, staring intently at him.
Zhuang Duyou, standing nearby, was frantically winking at him, signaling him to hurry up and leave.
This would have scared most people into making a fuss even if there was nothing wrong with it, but Cao Xing only hesitated for a moment before lowering his head and walking away.
"etc!"
At this moment, someone called out to Cao Xing.
Cao Xing looked in the direction of the voice and saw a gaunt middle-aged man approaching him, his eyes wide open, shouting, "Why are you so late!"
Cao Xing glanced at the sky and said, "Senior brother, it's not dark yet, how can you say I'm late?"
"Nonsense! Take off your bag, your clothes, everything, and let us inspect them!"
Cao Xing frowned immediately, but still patiently said, "Senior brother, it's getting late. I'm on the orders of Uncle Gu Su to return to the back mountain as soon as possible. If you have any questions, you can discuss them with Uncle Gu Su."
Upon hearing Gu Su's name, the man's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at the middle-aged man behind him.
Zhuang Duyou quickly stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother, isn't this a bit too much of a show?"
Upon hearing Zhuang Duyou's words, Cao Xing realized that this middle-aged Taoist was the senior disciple among the initiation disciples, and obviously the one who had lent money before.
Hong Kaiyuan opened his eyes, glanced at Cao Xing, and still said sternly, "Search! Don't let a single one escape."
Zhuang Duyou's expression changed slightly: "Senior Brother, after all, he is Uncle Gu's man."
But Hong Kaiyuan waved his hand: "What's the big deal about a female Daoist who has only achieved the 'fake elixir'?"
Having received Hong Kaiyuan's order, the Taoist priest in front of Cao Xing immediately felt more confident; "Junior brother, please forgive me."
"No, no, no, I can do it myself, I can do it myself."
Seeing this, Cao Xing knew he couldn't avoid it, so he quickly opened his backpack and showed it to the Taoist.
The Taoist glanced inside and saw that it was full of flatbreads, then looked up at Cao Xing.
"Hehe, there's not much to eat on the back hill, so I'll buy some more bread to fill my stomach."
Cao Xing smiled sheepishly. In fact, just as the Taoist turned around, he used his supernatural ability, Disguise, to turn the wooden box in his backpack into a pancake.
The Taoist priest looked again carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing else, he couldn't help but look at Cao Xing with disdain, nod, and gesture, "Take off your clothes too."
"Okay!"
Cao Xing immediately unbuttoned his Taoist robe, and after taking off his pants, everyone glanced at him sideways...
"hiss!!"
Everyone turned to look, and many people immediately looked embarrassed.
Zhuang Duyou's face lit up with sudden realization. He thought to himself, "No wonder he could shatter even the Rakshasa Woman. This boy's talent is extraordinary. Could it be that my Uncle-Master Gu... wait, I think I've discovered something incredible?"
The Taoist standing in front of Cao Xing waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, go! I didn't tell you to take off your pants. What kind of behavior is this? Put them back on quickly."
After saying this, the Taoist turned his head and muttered to himself, "With such good potential, I should be able to make a lot of money selling it to the Western Liang Kingdom."
Cao Xing pulled up his pants, put on his clothes, nodded and smiled obsequiously at the Taoist priest, his senior brother, and the others, and quickly left, turning back to look at them every step of the way.
Seeing Cao Xing's obsequious manner, everyone couldn't help but show disdain. It would be strange if such a minor character could kill Li Jing and his group of four.
Cao Xing jogged all the way back to the back mountain, but before he could even enter the door, he heard Gu Su's displeased scolding: "It's already dark, why are you back so late today?"
Cao Xing's eyes darted around, and all the grievances he had suffered in his life flashed through his mind. His nose tingled, and tears streamed down his face.
Pushing open the door, Cao Xing saw Gu Su sitting on the soft couch and immediately rushed forward, hugging his uncle's leg and crying, "Uncle, I've been bullied!"
"Bully?"
Seeing Cao Xing's pathetic state, Gu Su grew impatient and was about to lose her temper when she heard Cao Xing burst into tears:
"It's one thing for them to bully me, but they also humiliated you, my martial uncle. I couldn't stand it and talked back a few times, and then they ripped off my clothes and even took off my underwear, saying...saying..."
"What did you say?" Gu Su sneered as she stared at Cao Xing.
"You said... Uncle-Master, you're just a fake alchemist, a plucked pheasant, and you even said..." Cao Xing glanced at Gu Su cautiously and saw that Gu Su's face had already darkened.
She didn't believe Cao Xing's words, but the words "fake Dan Kun Dao" stuck in Gu Su's throat. Besides, she didn't believe that Cao Xing could say those words.
"Say something, what else is there to say?"
Cao Xing swallowed hard, glanced at Gu Su's face, and knew that the time was right; saying anything more at this point would be superfluous.
Otherwise, once this old lady realizes what's going on, she'll immediately find the flaw, and then it'll be you who suffers.
So what should we do in this situation?
cry!
Cao Xing lowered his head, tears streaming down his face.
Anyway, they have something to say later, but I dare not say what it is. You can figure it out yourself.