Wet viviparity

Chapter 68: Chaos and Miscellaneous Flows
In a certain dormitory, three or five people gathered at the side door, almost all of them were people in the second realm.

"Not going out?" A big monk who was staying in the courtyard was lying on the couch and said lazily, "Isn't this a bit embarrassing for us?"

The bearded Taoist half-closed his eyes and sneered, "The monk Dayou is dead. Which of the monks in this courtyard is worthy of our kindness and favor?"

"No, no, it's too dark and foggy, we can't see clearly, whoever wants to go can go." Another wanderer yawned, holding a wine gourd.

Three boys surrounded a woman and asked in a low voice, "Sister Mei, are they afraid of the monsters outside?"

The bearded Taoist glared at the three boys and said, "Boys, let me teach you a lesson. When you go out, the people you meet may not be monsters, but may be the mounts of immortals or guardians of other sects."

"I understand." A boy nodded suddenly, then quickly hid behind the woman and shouted loudly: "You are just afraid of offending people!"

"Haha~" The bearded Taoist didn't get angry. Instead, he stroked his beard and laughed, saying, "What a smart kid! I'm just afraid of offending people. I'm scared to death! Haha."

The bearded Taoist's behavior actually frightened the boys, and they all kept silent.

The big monk listened to the noise outside the room, looked at the wanderer holding the wine gourd, and asked impatiently: "What's going on outside?"

The wanderer burped and said, "Those who died were those who were at the first level of cultivating qi, and some were unorthodox practitioners."

"So the one above killed people on purpose, intending to cause chaos in the Zen temple." The bearded Taoist closed his eyes and guessed, "Could it be for the remaining bone relic?"

The monk touched his fat chin, shook his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "Not like it!"

"It's too dark and the fog is too heavy. Let's wait a little longer." Sanren picked up the wine gourd again and pretended to take a nap. Only his ears were moving, listening carefully to the sounds from the outside world.

"The sound stopped."

The wanderer suddenly said.

"Who's going to go take a look?" The bearded Taoist stared at the woman surrounded by the boys, stroking his beard and saying, "How about Madam Zhang go take a look? You are the disciple of the witch and a member of the Panku sect. If the flying centipede was released by a fellow sect member, you can speak for us."

"Yes!"

On the side, two of the witch's disciples echoed and said, "You must have a treasure given by the master. Now it's time to take some responsibilities."

Madam Zhang raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes full of smiles.

"You want to see the treasure, right?" She stretched out her arm, as if it had no bones, and reached in front of the witch disciple who spoke, and grabbed his face fiercely.

In the flesh of her palm, a centipede squirmed, poked its bleeding hole, crawled into the disciple's eye socket, and clung to the eyeball tightly.

The witch's disciple covered his eyes, sweat on his forehead, and said tremblingly while enduring the pain: "Secret Snake Body, you actually practiced a second secret skill."

With a "bang", the door suddenly opened, and a monk's head stood outside, glaring like a Vajra.

"They are indeed some unorthodox rabble, jackals that cannot be tamed, they only know how to hide in one place to protect themselves, without caring about the life of their master at all."

As the monk was getting angry, he saw the bearded Taoist burst into laughter. He was stunned. The next moment, a flash of a knife suddenly appeared on his neck and took away his head.

"I never clean my heart, I only love killing people and cutting off their heads."

The bearded Taoist stroked his beard and spoke. At that moment, a cold green light came with a whistling evil wind, illuminating his entire body.

The bearded Taoist paused in stroking his beard and pursed his lips. The people around him felt as if they were facing a great enemy and did not dare to move. After a long time, the green beads in the light flew away.

Ji Ming made a big fuss in the Zen temple, but no one at the second level of Qi Refining came out to slay demons and monsters. It turned out that they were all hiding in a dormitory.

Ji Ming soared in the clouds for a while, and he understood the thoughts of those people to some extent. After all, they were human beings and would not release the eagle until they saw the rabbit.

I'm afraid I have to wait until I know my strength before I dare to come out of the room.
On the one hand, he had indeed caused great chaos, creating favorable conditions for the three ghosts to move their wealth.

On the other hand, he also wanted to find a lone second-level realm cultivator in the Zen temple to practice with and see how capable he was.

People like Chiyi Langjun and Wen Daoyu would not dare to fight easily. Only this wanderer had courage but no real skills, so he was a perfect target for training.

The time was almost up, Ji Mingyun summoned the evil wind to put out the fire in the Zen temple, and killed several thieves who took advantage of the fire to rob.

After all, the bone relics of the great monk will be needed for the consecration later.

If the temple was burned down because of his attempt to steal money, I'm afraid that the bone relic would have a spirit and his wish would not be fulfilled.

When the fire was extinguished, Ji Ming did not stay, put away the Heart-Gathering Pearl and flew away.

Next, the next stop is Fox Society.

In Hengshan Mountain, there is the Fox Society Tombs.

The place is overgrown with weeds and thorns, and crooked stone tablets can be seen everywhere.

Ragged pieces of shrouds were exposed in the soil, and tattered flags fluttering in the wind were inserted diagonally beside the graves, as if silently telling of the desolation of this place. Some scattered bones were exposed outside the mound, mottled by wind and rain, and occasionally flying insects landed on them, making a subtle buzzing sound.

A strange-looking, charred corpse urn stood here, half-collapsed. A large amount of ashes had seeped into the soil, forming a large black and gray stain.

Ji Ming flew here holding the beads.

Here, traces of the Fox Society's magic have begun to dissipate, and the tombs appear and disappear in the forest, creating a mirage-like spectacle.

Ji Ming carefully flew around the community, fearing that he might run into Hu Tuer who had just finished an exam in Gaoli and cause unnecessary trouble.

After making sure there were no traces of human or fox, he placed the tablet on the ground. After a while, a cold wind blew the jewels away, and they were piled into a small pile in an instant.

The three ghosts were floating in the gloomy wind, looking extremely tired. Even so, they did not dare to ask Ji Ming for anything in return.

"Give!"

Ji Ming took out the three talismanic foods, and with a flash of inspiration, the talismanic foods turned into fire. Then the three ghosts came over and inhaled the fire carefully, enjoying it very much.

"There's not much stock left."

Ji Ming walked around the tomb complex. Many of the bones here were what he had picked out when he opened the tomb last time, and the quality of the bodies was not very high.

Now I can only make do with this, I can't find a better place for the time being.

No, there is another place, where the White Bone Lady died. That place is a very distant memory, or it is a memory from the previous life.

Ji Ming decided to move to another place, but this place couldn't be wasted.

Then he set up the two rows of sickle feet on the joint and picked up the skulls of the corpses one by one and hooked them.

"go!"

After collecting a pile of skulls, Ji Ming asked the three ghosts to carry the treasure to another place for him. The three ghosts, who had just eaten, hummed as they started to work.

Ji Ming landed on the river bank where the dense forest blocked the sun. His flying speed was getting smoother and faster.

He and Shu Si had only been to this place once. They took a look from a distance and were scared away by a bolt of lightning.

The forest was dark, and the branches that blocked out the sun were intertwined and tangled, not letting in any sunlight. He could already sense wisps of yin energy.

I once heard Shu Si say that abandoned babies often float here and are collected by the White Bone Lady, who wants to use them as a sacrifice to make a magical weapon.

"bright!"

After walking for a while, I suddenly saw a beam of sunlight shining in front of me and spreading out in the darkness.

When he got closer, he saw a shallow burnt pit under the light, with some broken bones scattered in the pit. Ji Ming picked up a finger bone from among them, which should be left by the White Bone Lady who was struck by lightning.

A gust of cold wind blew up from the ground, blowing up many rotten leaves. The sound of the wind became a child's laughter in Ji Ming's ears.

"Cuckoo~"

The laughter was crisp and innocent, but it made Ji Ming even more nervous.

He followed the direction where the cold wind originated and saw three or four small towers of piled-up corpses.

The tower is in the shape of a triangular cone, made up of dried and rotten corpses of infants with their knees hugged. Talismans are pasted on the top of the tower.

"Cuckoo~"

"Are you here to see me?"

"Come and see me."

"it's me."

"Hurry up. Look at me."

The innocent child's voice began to become like a devil's voice, with a low and rough tone, and finally even began to command Ji Ming.

The cold wind turned into a gale, madly blowing the bright yellow talisman paper on the corpse tower.

These abandoned infant spirits tried to blow away the talisman paper to free themselves and transform the centipede monsters that set foot here into beings like themselves.

"Good good!"

Ji Ming held up the white bone heart beads and said with a smile: "Good boy, don't worry, Grandpa will take a look at them one by one."

(End of this chapter)