Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 156 Nascent Soul? This kid is a bit old.

Li Wushou watched the old man carefully installing the head.

Ignoring Chen Gou'er's frantic shouts, he naturally knew that the old man was lying.

Because under his gaze, after the boy's head was severed from his body, a crazed human face appeared on his stomach.

The man's features were very similar to the boy's, but his hunger was very familiar to Li Wushou; it was almost as strong as Chen Gou'er's when he was starving.

Meanwhile, the child's feet, which were covered by the old man's robe, were also constantly changing, becoming long and slender like sharp claws.

The sharp claws matched the marks on the necks of the man and woman quite well.

The more Li Wushou looked, the more he felt that the heads of the man and woman must have been gripped by those sharp claws and torn off, and then their abdominal cavities were ripped open and their internal organs eaten.

Moreover, putting all that aside, when it comes to biting skills, who can compare to Chen Gou'er?

Chen Gou'er said that the child ate it, so it must have been him who ate it.

But the old man probably wasn't entirely lying. The flying skull ghost could indeed regain some of its senses by eating its own corpse within an hour of transforming into a demon.

This is easy to verify, after all, his son and daughter-in-law's heads are still encased in his paper pagoda.

He was just trying to cover up the fact that the child ate the corpse, so he fabricated the story that the child's parents lost control.

Perhaps it was to cover up the child's abnormal behavior, or perhaps it was to prevent the child from knowing that he had just almost eaten his parents.

So the old man told this version of events, and for whatever reason, Li Wushou didn't want to expose him at this moment.

Although he felt that something was off about the child from head to toe.

Moreover, what the old man with the drooping head just said was very meaningful.

The head-turning woman transformed into a flying skull demon and ate people. Why was she ordered to live a life of hiding outside?

If it were an incompetent outsider, they could eat it without consequence; but if it were a capable outsider, they would probably be dead by now!

But in the end, he was only ordered to stay outside? That means his son and daughter-in-law were likely eating food from people within the Luotou clan.

If I remember correctly, the Rokuto clan strictly forbids cannibalism!

But those who have been exploited internally are merely ordered to remain outside, supposedly to survive—that's just a ploy to elicit sympathy.

This family's identity is quite intriguing. They were probably not unknown figures within the Luotou clan.

Moreover, when the fruit ripened, the family took the child back to Luotoushi, hoping to bring the boy back to the clan.

What gives them the right to be so confident?

If the other party really had such prestige in Luotoushi, then his son and daughter-in-law probably wouldn't have been ordered to stay away.

There can only be one reason: if the child returns to the head of the clan, the head of the clan will not refuse him.

After all, the child hadn't even eaten the fruit yet, but the other side had already flown very high, which must be related to that.

Li Wushou was lost in thought when the old man over there had already reattached the child's head.

To Li Wushou's surprise, the moment the head was reattached, the boy's crazed and twisted expression on his stomach vanished, and then his entire face slowly disappeared from his belly.

At the same time, the abnormality of the feet stopped instantly and returned to the appearance of normal children's feet.

The old man with the drooping head clearly breathed a sigh of relief, but his hands did not stop moving.

He lifted his head with both hands again, and forcefully drew a cut between his eyebrows with his fingers. A drop of blood then dripped from between his eyebrows.

The old man held the head and stretched it over the little boy's head, and a drop of blood fell right onto the little boy's head.

The old man held the head and reattached it to his neck, then reached out and drew a mysterious talisman on the head, pressing the blood against it.

Li Wushou didn't understand and was about to take a closer look when he saw a flash of blood-red light as the talisman took shape, disappearing into the boy's brow.

Only then did the old man feel truly relieved.

He then faced a dilemma: the sudden turn of events had left his son and daughter-in-law with severely damaged bodies, making it impossible to reattach their heads.

He wasn't worried about their lives, because there was still time, and he could still bring them back to their senses.

But after waking him up, how should he explain to his grandson that his parents only have one head left?
The less a child of the "fallen head" clan knows about the "skull-flying" process before the age of ten, the more benefits they will receive afterward.

The talisman he just used was to cover up his grandson's memories.

But if he wakes up his parents later, and the two flying skull ghosts are by his side, how can he hide it?

The old man had a headache, but he had no other choice but to wake the two of them up first, otherwise they would really turn into flying skulls.

So he stretched his neck, bowed again to the wandering monk who was watching him with great interest, and thanked him:
"Thank you for your protection, Taoist priest. I would also like to ask you to release the heads of my son and daughter-in-law while there is still time, so that I can still awaken their minds."

Li Wushou nodded, walked to the side to prepare to watch the show, and casually snapped his fingers. The white paper pagoda holding the two flying skulls suddenly turned into two streams of light and fell back into his sleeve.

Although this white paper pagoda looks ugly, it took him an hour to fold, and it's one of the two best finished products.

It looks better than the previous two long paper buckets.

Li Wushou comforted himself with a word of self-comfort, then focused intently on the old man.

The two freed flying heads, their eyes bloodshot, charged toward the old man closest to them. The old man, who was prepared, lowered his head and punched his ribs with both fists.

A muffled sound suddenly came from the abdomen: "Moo!"

Li Wushou felt a slight unease. Was it actually a sound coming from the navel? Just now, the old man from the Luotou clan had suddenly opened and closed his navel, like a human mouth opening up.

As the muffled sound echoed through the dilapidated temple, the two speeding flying heads suddenly stopped in place, frozen in a daze.

The old man walked into the center of the room, pried open the mouths of the two men, and then tore off pieces of flesh from their bodies one after the other and fed them to them.

The two swallowed it in one gulp, and then their entire heads began to tremble instantly.

The old man touched the crack between his eyebrows with his finger and stained it with blood again. Then, he moved both hands together and quickly carved between the eyebrows of the two flying skulls.

In the blink of an eye, two mysterious blood runes appeared between the two men's eyebrows. Li Wushou still couldn't understand what they were, but he could tell that these two blood runes were different from the one on the boy's forehead just now.

After finishing drawing the talisman, the old man stood still again, and a muffled sound came from his navel once more.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Please, Ancestral God, summon the spirit!"

The ancient temple suddenly trembled slightly. Li Wushou keenly sensed a grand will and quickly composed himself, channeling the power of Yin and Yang into his Yin-Yang Daoist robe.

The surrounding void trembled slightly, silently isolating itself from the outside world.

At this moment, the blood runes between the eyebrows of the two flying skulls suddenly emitted a beam of bloody light, which was then absorbed into the eyebrows of the two people.

In an instant, the two flying heads regained their freedom. They sniffed the air, as if they had tasted the sweetness of the marrow, and suddenly turned around and flew back to their respective bodies, opening their mouths wide to feast.

Chen Gou'er was drooling as he watched inside the Three Immortals Pavilion when the old beggar suddenly slapped his forehead, stood up from the square table, and covered Chen Gou'er's eyes without his consent.

This is one of the reasons why he was in such a hurry to move from the Land of Misery.

Li Wushou's stomach also growled softly a few times, but Li Wushou was thinking, where did all the food that these two flying skulls ate go?

Could it be that this flying skull, like him, also possesses a terrifying digestive ability?

But he soon found the answer, because he discovered that as the two flying skulls continued to swallow, the horrific tear in their necks had slowly healed and become smooth.

Its original cross-section, which was connected to the neck, was now wrapped in a new membrane, making it an independent entity. At this moment, the flying skull demon was fully formed.

This also indirectly proves that the old man with the shaved head was lying.

After all, according to him, his son and daughter-in-law had completely lost control and turned into flying skull ghosts.

But why hasn't a flying skull demon that's completely out of control matured?

This only proves that their heads were forcibly torn off. The one who suddenly lost control was not his son and daughter-in-law, but his grandson.

Li Wushou made his judgment and then continued to observe the changes in the Flying Skull Ghost.

As it continued to devour, the marrow grew rapidly at the site of its originally broken spine, and a fleshy nest the size of an infant's fist suddenly grew out, just like a ten-month pregnancy.

The nest cell is covered by a layer of blood-red fascia, which continuously injects the swallowed blood and qi into the nest cell.

Then, the flesh-and-blood nest began to beat slowly, like a heart.

As the two remaining bodies were consumed less and less, the flesh nest pulsed faster and faster.

But the old man's expression grew increasingly solemn, and Li Wushou sensed his nervousness from his heartbeat.

nervous?

Thinking back to how the two of them had been devoured, Li Wushou suddenly realized that the old man was worried about not having enough flesh and blood.
This flesh and blood nest is clearly gestating something, and this gestation obviously cannot be separated from the supply of flesh and blood, and this flesh and blood must even come from their respective bodies.
Finally, the last piece of flesh was devoured by the two flying skulls, which trembled continuously and emitted a soft buzzing sound.

At the same time, the blood-red fireflies outside the ancient temple suddenly flew up from the temple gate and flew off to other places. Their idea of ​​having a feast here was in vain; they ate themselves.

Li Wushou glanced at it casually, then turned his gaze back to the blood-red nests of the two flying skulls.

Suddenly, the crimson nest sucked in a strong breath, the crimson color on the flying skull's face receded, and cracks appeared on the crimson nest.

The next instant, the blood-red nest completely cracked open, revealing two tiny figures sitting cross-legged inside. Judging from their appearance, they were likely the young version of the boy and girl.

The two tiny beings, completely naked, picked up the flesh and blood from the crimson nest the moment they hatched and began to devour it.

The old man in the ancient temple looked at his son and daughter-in-law. Although they were pale and extremely weak, at least his "Summoning Talisman" was not rejected.

This indicates that the spirit awakening was successful, but it was due to the lack of the essence of the internal organs, resulting in some congenital deficiencies.

That's alright. Once we get through this, we can slowly make up for the missing flesh and blood by eating them.

Reaching out, the old man caught the two flying skulls and held them in his hands. He then began to think about how to explain his parents' situation to his grandson.

Meanwhile, Li Wushou, who was standing to the side, was already experiencing a storm of emotions in his mind!
He then focused his mind on the Three Immortals Pavilion and asked the old beggar, "Did you see that? What is that? A Nascent Soul?"

The old beggar released his hand from Chen Gou'er's eyes, glanced at Li Wushou with some disdain, and slowly said:
"Bullshit Nascent Soul!"

Then, however, she changed the subject, her gaze becoming somewhat profound, and said, "This child, on the other hand, seems rather old!"

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(End of this chapter)