Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 142 Bloodstained Clothes - Yin Yang Dao Robe!
The old beggar ran all the way

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the Blood Buddha Temple's outpost.
Looking at the outpost that Li Wushou had smashed to pieces, the old beggar felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

There are still many eyes that he and Chen Gou'er haven't had time to send back to the main temple of Xuefo Temple!
With a hint of resentment in his eyes, the old beggar felt as if half the sky had collapsed. He had rushed to Guanyin Mountain outside the South City right after snatching the Five Directions City God Seal.

They found the paper goddess and helped Li Wushou get a piece of clothing.

After Li Wushou rescued the civil official last time, he took a yin-yang diagram back to the Three Immortals Pavilion.

After studying it with Li Wushou, he felt that the Yin-Yang diagram was a treasure. At this time, Li Wushou mentioned the Yin-Yang Taoist robe worn by the Paper Goddess, saying that he couldn't forget it.

With the idea of ​​encouraging Li Wushou to support the cause, the old beggar volunteered to help him get it back.

Li Wushou naturally nodded in agreement and became full of enthusiasm.

After leaving the Three Immortals Hall, following the scent of incense, the old beggar went straight into Guanyin Mountain.

Deep in the dense forest of Guanyin Mountain, the Paper Goddess built a white paper altar to help Zhu Sihai refine the incense outside the South City.

When the old beggar entered the dense forest and found the White Paper Taoist Temple, Zhu Sihai was already dead. A large amount of incense and prayers filled the air, but there were no restaurants there.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, the old beggar ate several bites. Although the incense had not yet been blessed by the gods, the taste still made the old beggar nod repeatedly.

After all, the use of talismans, paper, and rice has clouded the minds of the people, making their prayers more pure and reckless.

The flavors of life and longevity mixed in make the incense and prayers even more mellow.

The old beggar was thinking of eating a few more bites when the Paper Goddess, having realized Zhu Sihai's death, panicked and ordered the Paper Taoist Boy to dismantle the altar; she was about to run away!

"Origami can transcend the sea of ​​suffering with three thousand pieces of paper."

"May all beings be guided on the path of compassion."

With a soft murmur, the white paper Taoist temple standing there slowly shrank, and in the blink of an eye, it was absorbed into the sleeve of the Paper Goddess's Taoist robe.

Ever since the last time the White Paper Taoist Temple was broken into by someone suspected to be a Golden Elixir cultivator from the Liu family, the Paper Goddess has been living in constant fear and trembling.

She was terrified that if she wasn't careful, the other person would touch her again and kill her.

Originally, she was thinking of withdrawing from Zhu Sihai's plan and running deeper into the dense forest. At worst, she would give up the dense forest that she had cultivated for so many years, which was better than dying without knowing why.

But the sparrow didn't give her a choice, or rather, she had no choice after the sparrow imprisoned the civil priest.

Only by elevating Zhu Sihai to the position of City God can her predicament be resolved!
So she started helping Zhu Sihai to obtain the position of City God again.

However, out of caution, she dared not set foot in Wufang City in her true form. She cut out a new paper body overnight, entered Wufang City, and used the Five Ghosts Transporting Technique to help Zhu Sihai steal the rice and grain.

The real body remained in the dense forest to set up an altar and help Zhu Sihai refine incense.

But at that moment, an unexpected change occurred within the Five Directions City. A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted, like a blazing sun, like a raging blaze. Then she heard Liu Qingmei pass on the position of City God to the civil official Mu Tong.

Originally, the Paper Goddess thought that if this matter succeeded, it must be because the Sparrow's methods had driven Liu Qingmei into a desperate situation, which was why she was struggling in her death throes.

Before she could even rejoice, Zhu Sihai died. Under the scrutiny of Quezi, she saw that he was already dead.

The paper goddess was terrified and immediately wanted to run away; she couldn't stay in this place any longer.

Upon seeing this, the old beggar sighed softly, and the Paper Goddess immediately stood frozen in place, somewhat lost in thought.

Then he suddenly woke up, glanced around in the direction of the old beggar, and cried out in terror, "Who?!"

As the Paper Goddess shouted, a human face appeared on the white paper leaves of the ancient trees in the dense forest.

The evil energy emanated from the leaves of the human-faced tree, instantly turning the entire dense forest eerie and sealing it off from all sides.

But the Paper Goddess's mind sank in an instant. She found no one, not even the ghosts on the ancient tree.

This instantly reminded her of the mysterious person who was suspected of possessing the inner golden elixir of the Liu family!
But this happened too fast. Zhu Sihai had just died when the other party broke through Quezi's blockade and arrived at Guanyin Mountain in the blink of an eye.

How is this possible? How many people from the Liu family actually came?

What is that sparrow doing?
Didn't they always swear they could crush everything? Is this all?
The Paper Goddess couldn't see what was happening inside the Five Directions City, so she could only curse in her heart.

“Senior, I did not mean to make things difficult for the City God. It was all because of that sparrow from the Fengling Path that I was coerced. Please have mercy, Senior.”

The paper goddess, trembling with fear, cautiously begged for mercy from all sides of the dense forest. Suddenly, an aged voice echoed from within:

"Take off your clothes!"

The Paper Goddess was taken aback. It really was that Golden Core cultivator. She still remembered his teasing remark before he left: "Little paper doll, you folded the paper pieces quite well?"

That aged voice, which had been a nightmare for me lately, what did it mean to take off my clothes?
Although she has the soul core of a woman, she is just a two-dimensional character!
"Senior, this...isn't that inappropriate?"

The paper goddess struggled, twisting and turning, unwilling to take off her clothes. The old beggar sighed again.

Sensing the paper goddess's fear of his sighs, the old beggar, who had originally intended to conserve some incense and offerings, planned to use his power to bewitch her into taking off her Yin-Yang robe while she was gripped by fear. However, the little paper figure was fixated on the robe, her mind in constant turmoil.

Seeing that the other person was about to wake up, the old beggar knew that he couldn't stop offering incense.

He bit off his index finger, chewed it slowly, then bowed deeply to the paper goddess, his expression sorrowful, and said:
"Please have mercy, I'm an old man with a hard life, please take off your clothes and serve me!"

The paper goddess, who was still struggling, suddenly quieted down. Her six arms moved around and, in no time, unbuttoned the yin-yang Taoist robe draped over her body.

The old beggar stared intently, somewhat disappointed.

Although the little paper figure was not tall, it had a rather curvaceous figure. One would assume that the inside was also quite attractive, but after the Yin-Yang Taoist robe was opened, the old beggar shook his head.

Beneath this Taoist robe, the paper goddess's body was filled with a large amount of flesh and fascia.

Most of them were flesh and blood spirits from the Blood Buddha Temple, but now they were crushed to pieces and arranged in an extremely chaotic manner. Various tendons and membranes clung to the Taoist robes, pulling them tightly and preventing them from separating from the paper bodies.

The paper goddess's face was contorted in pain, and she kept wailing, but her six arms never stopped moving, still tearing with all their might.

Until blood was dripping everywhere, the Paper Goddess struggled and ripped off the Yin-Yang Taoist robe she was wearing.

The whole process was like being skinned alive, and the paper goddess wailed incessantly.

But after the Yin-Yang Taoist robe was torn off, the Paper Goddess fell silent. Upon closer inspection, her eyes were filled with terror, as if she had lost control of her body.

Suddenly, the paper goddess knelt down, first putting her hands together in front of her chest in a gesture of respect.

Immediately afterwards, four arms behind him laid the blood-stained Yin-Yang Daoist robe flat on their hands, raised it high above their heads, and respectfully called out:

"Greetings, sir! Here are the clothes you requested!"

The old beggar looked at the bloodied and mangled paper goddess and pursed his lips in disgust. He regretted it a little; the appearance of the paper goddess was too disgusting! Moreover, covered in blood and flesh, it might be secretly eaten by his dog when he got back!

The old beggar swallowed a large ball of incense at night when Li Wushou moved the City God's statue away, and he had just eaten several more bites at Guanyin Mountain.

Thinking that the Three Immortals Pavilion was getting richer and richer, it was time to find some people to take care of the Three Immortals Pavilion's daily life.

Unexpectedly, the paper goddess, once stripped of her clothes, looked just like a person whose skin had been peeled off.
Reaching out to take the paper goddess's blood-soaked Taoist robe, the old beggar bent down and instructed, "Make her a new dress!"

The Paper Goddess respectfully agreed, and her four arms took out sheets of Blood Longevity Paper and began to cut them. After a moment, a new Yin-Yang Paper Taoist Robe was draped over the Paper Goddess's body.

The old beggar looked left and right, and couldn't help but nod. This was more like it.

Then the old beggar reached under his ribs and rubbed a lump of ash into a gray bean, which he then flicked into the mouth of the paper goddess.

The paper goddess opened her mouth and swallowed it. The fear in her eyes disappeared, and her expression became even more submissive.

"Paper Guanyin greets Your Excellency!"

At this point, the Paper Goddess finally saw where the old beggar was. The old beggar laughed and flicked his tattered clothes. The Paper Guanyin turned into a thin piece of paper and fell into the old beggar's sleeve.

The white paper leaves among the ancient trees in the dense forest swayed gently, respectfully dispelling the evil spirits of the forest and making way for the old beggar.

After the old beggar walked out of the dense forest, he slowly closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

Having successfully obtained the Yin-Yang Taoist Robe, even though it cost a considerable amount of incense offerings, the old beggar felt no remorse.

After all, they also brought back a young maid who could help the Three Immortals Pavilion with some trivial matters.

This little maid could even be used as a tailor; the old beggar was quite satisfied with the clothes she just made.

Although the interior doesn't look very appealing, it's practical!
But as he approached the South City, the old beggar was startled by the sparrow form that the Sparrow Lord had revealed. He lingered outside the South City for a while, his expression solemn. Just as he was about to bleed profusely, he heard that crisp sound!
His hand paused, and a smile appeared at the corner of his eye.

He guessed that the thigh wasn't thin, but this was too thick, and it was actually his?

Li Wushou is a good eater, so what's wrong with him eating a little bit of soft rice?
The old beggar thought to himself with a smile, but his smile vanished as soon as he entered the South City. What was that damned spendthrift Li Wushou doing?
He and Chen Gou'er suffered so much, and the eye they planted had just been refined into the bodies of the monks of Blood Buddha Temple when, in the blink of an eye, all those monks were smashed to death.

Although many flesh-and-blood spirit officials have infiltrated the Blood Buddha Temple, they were all planted by him. No matter how well he planted them, they are not as good as Chen Gou'er's.

The old beggar pointed at Li Wushou, furious, and asked, "Why...why did you smash up the Blood Buddha Temple?"

Li Wushou, holding the seal, did not answer and simply threw Zhu Sihai's shrine over.

The old beggar felt the incense sticks above him, his breath caught in his throat, his lips twitched a few times, and he muttered something under his breath:
"Let them smash it, it's good that they're smashing it!"

Then he tossed the Yin-Yang Taoist robe in his hand to Li Wushou, and said as if presenting a treasure:
"I got you this Taoist robe, I just took it off, is it okay?"

Li Wushou nodded, took the Taoist robe, and without caring about the blood and flesh covering it, put the robe into the Yin-Yang diagram and put it back into his bosom.

Then he said to the old beggar, "I'm going to the Burial Forest of Souls. You go back to the Three Immortals Hall first. Chen Gou'er is carrying the incense burner!"

The old beggar's expression turned solemn, and he nodded slightly. Upon seeing this, Li Wushou turned and flew towards the Burial Soul Forest outside the North City, saying that he was going to break the other party's head!
Seeing Li Wushou fly away, the old beggar slowly walked into the Blood Buddha Temple outpost, finally finding all the spiritual eyes he and Chen Gou'er had planted, and walked up to the three surviving four-eyed monks.

The old beggar bit off another finger, and bowed down with a pained expression.
(End of this chapter)