After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 863 Xuan Jing has arrived, and the woman's identity!

Chen Yang smiled wryly.

This Taoist Huanglong certainly spoke frankly.

He looked at Zhou Mingyuan.

Zhou Mingyuan said he would take responsibility for calling in reinforcements.

Zhou Mingyuan gave him a reassuring look, "There's still time."

The appointment time is the day after tomorrow, which is already very tight. However, since Zhou Mingyuan has already agreed, it must have been arranged.

Huanglong Daoist said, "Ding Huanchun is a very cunning man, and he is always cautious in his actions. We should plan ahead before we take any action."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded. "He has already lost his Mountain Lord Dharma Body. Even if he survives as a True Dao Fruit reincarnation, his strength won't be that great..."

"Ha, you're always so confident."

Huanglong Daoist sighed, "I've known countless people, but the most difficult one isn't you, but this Ding Huanchun. He's also the most unfathomable person I've ever met. He carries a certain amount of luck with him. Such people are meticulous and always manage to turn misfortune into good fortune. Completely eliminating him won't be easy..."

He has considerable skill in physiognomy. He is a senior figure in Hong Kong, where feng shui and physiognomy are highly sought after. So, during his years in Hong Kong, he has honed his skills in this area.

Some people are indeed born with good fortune, turning bad luck into good and having constant opportunities. Huanglong Daoist has examined many people, and Ding Huanchun is undoubtedly one of the best among them.

To deal with such a person, only absolute strength or someone with greater fortune can intervene.

Chen Yang's face was gloomy. This Ding Huanchun was indeed like an unkillable cockroach, constantly coming back and forth, which was extremely annoying.

If he dares to show his face this time, we must crush him completely, no matter what, so that the words left by Master Pang will come true.

The three discussed the details in the snake pit.

Finally, Huanglong Daoist looked at Chen Yang and said, "Chen Yang, I helped you this time. After this matter is over, could you grant me a request..."

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow. "You're not helping me, you're just trying to save yourself. I have no reason to agree to anything you say."

Huanglong Daoist shook his head. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have known that Ding Huanchun was still alive, let alone set up a trap to kill him, would you?"

"what do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, it's nothing immoral. It's very simple for you. As for what it is, I'll tell you when the time comes."

"Heh, we'll see when the time comes."

Chen Yang skillfully dodged the question, simply offering a perfunctory reply.

Huanglong Daoist pretended not to notice his perfunctory attitude and brought the topic back to the main point, "If you have anything to prepare, then hurry up and prepare it, don't be distracted by other things later."

……

-

After leaving the snake pit, Chen Yang and Zhou Mingyuan left Song Kaiming's house and headed back.

"Old Zhou, is your matter with him really just going to be put on hold like this?"

Chen Yang was genuinely curious. Zhou Mingyuan hated Huanglong Daoist so much that he hunted him down all over the mountains and the world. Why was he so calm this time?
It should be noted that Chen Yang had heard Zhou Mingyuan say this himself.

He and Huanglong Daoist had once studied under the same master and were fellow disciples. However, Huanglong was less talented than him and was very jealous. He secretly practiced evil arts and killed his master while he was in seclusion breaking through to the Creation Realm. He also killed Zhou Mingyuan's wife and children.

What hatred this is!

If it were Chen Yang, he would definitely disregard everything, whether it's the Yellow Dragon or the Black Dragon, and would simply grind it to dust and tear it to pieces.

What exactly did the two of them say in the snake pit that day?
Although it's wrong to pry into other people's privacy, Chen Yang was just curious.

In his view, Zhou Mingyuan was not the kind of person with a saintly heart who would willingly play the role of sworn brother with Huanglong Daoren, reconcile past grievances, and wipe the slate clean.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingyuan shook his head.

Clearly, they don't want to answer this question.

Since he didn't say anything, Chen Yang didn't press him further.

Zhou Mingyuan said, "He won't live much longer. He's just a dying man. Whether he dies now or later, it makes no difference to me. Since he wants to be the bait to lure Ding Huanchun out, let's just grant his wish and let him do one good deed before he dies..."

"Ok?"

Chen Yang was somewhat taken aback upon hearing this. "A dying man? What do you mean?"

Zhou Mingyuan said, "Do you think the poison from the 'miracle water' in his body is so easy to cure? Given Ding Huanchun's way of doing things, would he be so kind as to help him get rid of the poison?"

"Oh?"

Chen Yang looked at Zhou Mingyuan with some surprise.

Zhou Mingyuan said, "The poison from the 'Immortal Water' in his body has only been temporarily suppressed. He has already realized this. I examined him in the snake pit the day before yesterday. The poison has already infected his primordial spirit, and his death is not far off. Even if he doesn't die in a day or two, he can no longer suppress his cultivation level and must break through. Once he breaks through to the late stage of the Dao True Realm, the poison will definitely take effect, and even a god cannot save him..."

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang immediately asked with doubt, "Could it be that he's being held hostage by that guy surnamed Ding, ostensibly to help us, but actually part of Ding's gang, setting a trap to harm us?"

Zhou Mingyuan shook his head. "I know his personality better than anyone. He's always the one holding others hostage, never the other way around. Besides, if you were in his shoes, and you'd already been tricked with a fake antidote, would you still believe that the other person wouldn't trick you a second time?"

"This……"

"Knowing him as I do, faced with something like this, he would absolutely choose to fight to the death. Only by taking down Ding Huanchun can he possibly find the antidote and have any chance of survival..."

……

Chen Yang opened his mouth, wanting to say that he could concoct the antidote for the elixir, but after hesitating for a moment, he held back.

This Huanglong is not a good person after all, and he has no connection with me. Why should I save him when I'm perfectly fine?
"Moreover, if he intended to collude with Ding Huanchun, then Ding Huanchun should have come knocking on your door long ago and dealt with you directly here. Wouldn't that be better than luring you to Mount Si'e and giving you ample time to prepare?"

Zhou Mingyuan said, "He just wanted you to do something. I think he was probably thinking that if he couldn't find the antidote on Ding Huanchun, he could borrow your eight-winged centipede to read Ding Huanchun's memories and find the antidote formula..."

Chen Yang was both amused and exasperated.

"Old Centipede is my friend, not my pet. Even if I agree to help him, Old Centipede might not be willing."

If he did that, Zhou Mingyuan would probably feel uncomfortable.

Zhou Mingyuan shook his head. "Whether you help him or not is irrelevant. The things between him and me have been going on for too long, and many things are no longer clear. However, after this matter is over, I will definitely find someone to settle things with..."

At this point, Zhou Mingyuan fell silent.

Chen Yang could clearly sense that he had something on his mind, perhaps recalling some unpleasant past events.

……

-

Huang Can took the corpse demon woman to town to buy clothes and they've already returned.

This guy's shopping style can be summed up in one word: fast.

The whole process took less than an hour. Without even asking the woman if she liked it, he just bought a few items and rushed home.

He was terrified of being alone with this woman. The invisible pressure and the fact that she was a corpse demon made him feel extremely uneasy, and he didn't dare to say a word the whole way.

When Chen Yang and his group returned, they happened to run into him strolling around the village with that woman.

Huang Can was wearing a motorcycle helmet, which covered his head completely, and Chen Yang almost didn't recognize him.

"What kind of look is this?" Chen Yang found it somewhat amusing.

Upon seeing the two, Huang Can took off his helmet. He had two scarves wrapped around his neck, and his face and head were covered in sweat. In the sweltering heat, he had almost suffocated himself.

"call!"

Huang Can wiped the sweat from his face with his scarf, let out a long sigh, and felt a sense of relief.

He glanced at the woman beside him, his wariness undisguised, clearly indicating that he was doing all this to guard against her.

As for it?
Chen Yang was both amused and exasperated.

My gaze fell on the woman. She was wearing a floral dress, and with her pretty face, she was quite striking.

"So, did anyone recognize you?" Chen Yang asked.

The woman shook her head.

Huang Can said, "We went for a walk around Willow Bay, but the stone coffin was gone. There were a lot of people watching the spectacle. I asked Second Master Song and the others, but none of them recognized it..."

When he finally mustered the courage to ask, Master Song and the others thought he had brought back a woman from his wife's family, which made them feel embarrassed.

Nobody knew him, which was expected.

Chen Yang didn't care. In any case, he had already asked Yuan Long to inform his uncle. His uncle had the memories of Ancestor Pang, so there was no reason why he wouldn't recognize him.

They immediately returned to the old house.

……

Around noon, a car entered the village, and two people got out of it: Xuan Jing and Yuan Long.

"Two masters, it's you two?"

Chen Yang was somewhat surprised. He looked behind the two of them and all the way to the car, but he didn't see Huang Daolin anywhere.

Xuanjing seemed to know what he was thinking and immediately said, "Your great-uncle is in seclusion consolidating his cultivation. This matter has not disturbed him." "Oh."

Chen Yang nodded slightly, not disturbing his uncle, but Xuan Jing came over in such a hurry, he probably recognized the woman, right?
"Where is he?" Xuan Jing asked directly.

"In the main room."

Chen Yang led the two into the courtyard and briefly explained the situation from yesterday to Xuan Jing.

yard.

Xuan Jing and the other person greeted Zhou Mingyuan first before entering the main room, where they saw the woman sitting on the sofa.

Upon seeing her, Hyun-jung's eyes widened, her gaze fixed on her face, moving from left to right and then from right to left.

The woman frowned slightly, feeling that the monk in front of her was very impolite.

Who stares at someone like that?

"Like, really like..."

Xuan Jing seemed to have some deep-seated memories stirred up, and after a while, she clicked her tongue in amazement as if talking to herself.

"you know me?"

The woman finally asked the question she wanted to ask. Although the monk's gaze was unsettling, it also felt somewhat familiar to her.

Xuan Jing sat down directly on the coffee table opposite her, her eyes shining brightly, "You really can't remember anything? Look again carefully, can you recognize me...?"

As he spoke, he moved his old face closer to the woman.

He seemed to want the other person to see him more clearly.

But his actions were somewhat abrupt, and Chen Yang, watching from the side, felt a little embarrassed.

"who are you?"

The woman's brows furrowed slightly.

"Me, Hyun Kyung? You really have no recollection of me at all?"

"Xuan Jing?"

“I am Xuan Jing, and you are Deng Yulian…”

"My name is Deng Yulian?"

"Yes, do you remember now? Your name is Deng Yulian, a disciple of Chunyang Temple on Mount Er'e. One year, your master brought several female disciples to the Elephant Washing Pool to temper their bodies. My good-for-nothing junior brother Xuanlin spied on them. I happened to be passing by, and he used me as a shield. Poor me, I'm over fifty years old, and I still took the blame for him. Not only did you slap me, but I was also punished by being sent to the Nine Elders Cave to meditate in seclusion for three months..."

……

This……

The people listening were all stunned, and Yuanlong's eyes widened. So his martial uncle had such an experience?
Is this something we can hear?

A black line appeared on Chen Yang's forehead as his gaze fell on Xuan Jing. Could Ancestor Pang really do such a thing?
Are you taking advantage of the fact that my Patriarch Pang has no way to refute me? No matter how you look at it, Xuanjing seems more like the kind of person who would do something like this.

"And that time, you played a trick on Xuanlin, making beggar's chicken at Wanfo Peak, forcing him to break his vegetarian vow. I happened to catch you, and you two, afraid I'd expose you, dragged me into breaking my vegetarian vow too. Remember that time..."

……

Xuan Jing recounted the past with great enthusiasm, each and every detail presented with great seriousness.

The woman listened quietly, her eyes fixed on Xuan Jing's constantly moving mouth, but her pupils remained unfocused.

"Ugh."

Seeing the blank look in the woman's eyes, Xuan Jing paused slightly, hesitated for a moment, then realized she was just indulging in self-admiration, and sighed, "It seems you've forgotten everything..."

Zhou Mingyuan said, "She was buried underground for decades, and then she was punished by heaven. Her consciousness was severely damaged, and it's normal that her memories were destroyed. It will probably take some time to recover them..."

"Ah."

Xuan Jing nodded, but could only manage a wry smile.

"Who is this Xuan Lin you just mentioned?"

The woman suddenly asked a question.

Xuan Jing said, "Pang Guanglin, you two, sigh..."

Having just used up a lot of breath, Hyun Jung felt her voice was a little hoarse.

Chen Yang handed him a glass of water.

Pang Guanglin?

The woman paused for a moment. That was all she could remember about the name. Whenever the name was mentioned, she would feel a strange stirring in her heart.

"So, I'm not Pang Guanglin, my name is Deng Yulian?" she murmured softly, repeating the two names, but her mind remained blank.

Looking at her, Chen Yang felt that the questions in his heart had been completely answered because of Xuan Jing's arrival.

She was indeed the Yulian Mountain person I had been searching for.

Xuanjing took a sip of water and said, "It's alright, it's alright if you can't remember. We'll have plenty of time to think about it when we get back to Emei..."

"Are you taking her back to Emei?" Chen Yang blurted out.

"What else? Leave it here and you raise it?" Xuan Jing looked at her.

Chen Yang gave an awkward smile.

Now that the woman's identity has been confirmed, given her relationship with Master Pang, it's not impossible for him to take care of her. However, the key issue is that she has now become a corpse demon and has no memory. If something happens to her, he's afraid he won't be able to bear the responsibility.

Zhou Mingyuan said, "She has already cultivated into a corpse demon. Are you sure taking her back won't break any rules? And what do you plan to do with her?"

Bringing a corpse demon back to a sacred Buddhist sanctuary seems rather inappropriate. If busybodies find out, they could use this as a pretext to accuse the sect of harboring evil and damage its reputation, which would be a great loss.

Xuan Jing said, "With her current level of cultivation, how many people can tell that she has the body of a corpse demon? If you don't say anything, if I don't say anything, and if no one else says anything, who can know that she is a corpse demon? If there are any busybodies who find out about this, it can only be the gossipy people here..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces twitched.

Xuanjing continued, "As for where to settle her, there are plenty of places on the mountain. If we want to avoid suspicion, we can settle her at Fuhu Temple. Fuhu Temple is full of nuns, so it's convenient for her to live there. If that's not possible, there are abandoned temples on the mountain; we can renovate one..."

That's really thoughtful!
Everyone was speechless.

Huang Can, in particular, was more than willing to agree when he heard that Xuan Jing was going to take the person away.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, Yuanlong spoke up, "The Buddha is merciful and saves all sentient beings. The Corpse Demon is also one of the sentient beings, and naturally falls within the scope of the Buddha's salvation. It is perfectly reasonable for us to take Uncle Deng back to be saved, and no one can find fault with that..."

Everyone was taken aback; it seemed to make some sense.

“That’s right, Yuanlong. Your Buddhist practice has improved recently. I’m appreciating you more and more.”

Xuan Jing first praised Yuan Long before saying, "If I don't go to hell, who will? When the Corpse Demon appeared, Emei took action to suppress it, protecting all living beings from disaster. Their merits are immeasurable."

Hyun Jung has a really good mouth.

Chen Yang broke out in a cold sweat and said no more. As long as Deng Yulian was willing to go with him, Chen Yang would have no objections.

At this moment, Xuan Jing seemed to remember something and beckoned to Chen Yang, "Come here."

Chen Yang came up to him and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Xuan Jing said, "Aren't you skilled in eye techniques and hypnotism? Try to hypnotize her and awaken her memories."

"Hypnotize her?"

Chen Yang couldn't help but smile wryly, not expecting Xuan Jing to bring this up.

Before Chen Yang could reply, Xuan Jing had already moved aside to give way.

Chen Yang was forced to sit opposite Deng Yulian, as if he were being forced into a situation.

"Senior, look me in the eyes, relax, and don't resist."

He hadn't tried it before, and he wasn't sure if it would work, but giving it a try wouldn't hurt.

Deng Yulian looked at him, her expression a mixture of confusion and bewilderment.

Without further ado, Chen Yang immediately unleashed his Double Pupil Technique.

Within his eyes, the pupils, like black holes, rapidly split in two, as if there were two vortexes, with an inexplicable suction force that could draw one's consciousness in.

What are you looking into?

Deng Yulian just looked at her, her eyes filled with suspicion.

Chen Yang tried to use his pupil technique for a while, but couldn't get any leverage. After struggling for a bit, he had no choice but to give up.

Their eyes met, but Deng Yulian seemed completely unaffected by Chen Yang's pupil technique.

“The Corpse Demon's body is probably immune to your eye techniques,” Zhou Mingyuan said from the side.

Chen Yang nodded; the experiment proved that this was indeed the case.

He shrugged at Xuan Jing, indicating that he was powerless to help her; if he couldn't even hypnotize her, how could he possibly awaken her memories?
(End of this chapter)