Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 183 Taking Control of the Scene (Have a Great Weekend)
Aunt Huang was intently scattering the ashes.
Village Chief Huang understood that the other party was summoning the Corpse Willow God to possess him, making a desperate attempt.

Faced with the donkey-walker's chilling murderous intent, Village Chief Huang gritted his teeth and pulled out a piece of tree root from his pocket.

The tree root was bluish-purple and exuded a strong aura of death. Without uttering a word, Village Chief Huang swallowed the root whole, and his originally cloudy eyes suddenly turned deathly white.

The village chief's aged face was instantly covered with lividity, and frost covered the ground around him.

With his deathly pale eyes fixed on the donkey-walking Taoist, Village Chief Huang spoke in a hoarse, chilling voice.

"Donkey Taoist, you forced me into this! Let's fight to the death!"

The moment he finished speaking, Village Chief Huang rushed towards the donkey-walking man.

The Taoist priest looked at this scene with disdain.

With a thought, a talisman written in donkey blood flew out from his sleeve and flew straight at Village Chief Huang.

Then, he focused all his attention on the loose clench of his right hand, and a brilliant red light suddenly burst forth from his palm.

At the same time, above the village shop, the blood energy from the donkey's teeth converged, echoing the red light in the palm of the donkey Taoist.

The light of blood energy instantly transformed into a blood-red hand with a loose grasp, but it was aimed at the new willow tree that had grown on Huang Ping's body in the backyard.

"Come!"

Inside the village shop, the Taoist priest let out a sharp shout, his arm feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds, as he exerted all his strength to reach for the painting of the Corpse Willow God with his right hand.

"Click~!"

The Corpse Willow God in the painting trembled, and countless fine roots sprouted from its body, trying to take root in the painting to avoid being captured by the Donkey Taoist.

But the donkey Taoist's scoop was unstoppable, directly pulling the Corpse Willow God out of the painting!
The scroll shattered and fell to the ground.

While Huang A-sao was concentrating on summoning the Corpse Willow God, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, the bloody hand above the village shop also made a desperate attempt to scoop up the new willow tree that had grown from Huang Ping's corpse in the backyard.

The scorching heat emanating from the blood-red palm instantly extinguished the dense corpse aura emanating from the new willow tree, and the distorted void in the courtyard caused by the twitching of the willow branches was instantly smoothed out.

"Hiss. Hiss."

The bloody aura crackled and popped around Huang Ping's corpse, just like the other walking corpses that had been doused in donkey blood, which had been mostly corroded.

The newly sprouted willow tree on his body gradually withered and collapsed onto Huang Ping's mangled corpse.

A gentle breeze swept through the courtyard, and a series of sobs echoed, as if the stillborn infant inside Huang Ping's womb was crying, before falling silent.

The blood-red palm strike that had swept through mid-air quietly dissipated.

Li Wushou stood on the rooftop, watching intently. The blood-red palm did not dissipate its red light, but rather seemed to have exhausted all its strength, withdrawing its blood-red light and transforming back into donkey teeth, which silently fell from mid-air to the area around the village shop.

Inside the village shop, the donkey-walking man stood solemnly, his palms flat and facing upwards.

Only then did Sister-in-law Huang see clearly that there was a mysterious talisman engraved on the palm of the Donkey Taoist. At this moment, the talisman seemed to come alive, with blood threads binding the Yin spirit of the Corpse Willow God and dragging it toward the palm of the Donkey Taoist.

"grumble!"

A strange cry rang out, and the Corpse Willow God was captured in the palm of the Donkey Taoist.

The Taoist priest relaxed, a smile appearing on his lips. He gazed at the willow tree phantom bound by blood threads in his palm and murmured aloud.

"This is the newly reborn Corpse Willow God? It's far inferior to the one from back then!"

The moment he finished speaking, the donkey-walker looked up in the direction of Village Chief Huang.

"Hiss!"

The talisman written in donkey blood, upon approaching Village Chief Huang and coming into contact with the corpse energy, suddenly ignited without fire the instant it touched him.

The crimson flames, like maggots clinging to bones, ignited the corpse energy surrounding Village Chief Huang, and then instantly spread throughout his entire body.

This blood flame is quite strange; it seems to only burn the aura of corpses!

Although Chief Huang was engulfed in flames of blood, his body and clothing remained completely unharmed.

Nevertheless, Village Chief Huang was still in great pain. Unlike the ordinary villagers of Huangmao, he had often relied on the divine power of the Corpse Willow God in his early years, and his soul had long been mixed with a large amount of corpse energy.

"Ah~! Ah~!"

The intense pain caused Village Chief Huang to wail in agony, rolling around on the ground repeatedly.

The donkey-walker watched this scene with great pleasure.

He took out a donkey skin from his sleeve, covered it with his palm, and branded the mysterious talisman binding the Corpse Willow God directly onto the donkey skin.

The donkey-walker kicked the stool next to him and sat down steadily on it.

He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt somewhat tired and had a vague feeling of not being able to breathe properly.

After sensing the surroundings but finding nothing, the donkey-walker felt relieved.

Since he had a talisman protecting him, and the talisman hadn't even given any warning, it meant he couldn't have fallen victim to any clandestine attacks.

After thinking it over, the Donkey Taoist realized that it was probably because he was too excited after getting revenge.

Sitting on the bench, gazing at the disheveled and nearly dead Sister-in-law Huang and Village Chief Huang, the donkey traveler felt a great sense of satisfaction.

The feeling of being in control, of influencing the fate of others, is intoxicating. "Sister-in-law Huang, how does it feel to watch your loved ones being eaten? That mongrel dog just now tasted so fresh and tender! Haha."

As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse aura on Village Chief Huang's body was completely burned away. His originally gray hair turned snow-white, and Village Chief Huang became even more emaciated, lying helplessly on the floor.

The donkey-walking Taoist glanced at Village Chief Huang and continued:
"Oh, Village Chief Huang's grandson tastes pretty good too! That kid is really stubborn. Look, I even removed his spine and am going to send him to White Bone Mountain tomorrow."

After saying this, the Donkey Taoist pulled a blood-stained spine from his trouser leg and fiddled with it in front of him.

Sister-in-law Huang struggled to lift her head, glared at the smug-looking donkey-riding man, and angrily cursed:
"You beast, you will die a horrible death!"

Originally, it was thought that the Donkey Taoist would be angry, but to everyone's surprise, the Donkey Taoist looked at Sister-in-law Huang calmly upon hearing this.

"That sounds familiar! I think I said something similar to you when I was passing through Huangmao Village with my wife and children twenty years ago?"

Sister-in-law Huang was taken aback, then a glint flashed in her eyes, and she asked in astonishment:

"You're that wandering sorcerer who coveted the Golden Willow Leaf Tea? You really aren't dead!"

When Sister-in-law Huang heard what the donkey Taoist said, she also recalled the past.

Twenty years ago, Huang Maocun was at the height of her fame. At that time, her Golden Willow Leaf Tea was highly sought after and was more expensive than gold.

At this time, a wandering Taoist priest came with his wife and children to discuss the business of selling Golden Willow Leaf Tea to more distant places.

Sister-in-law Huang and Village Chief Huang knew that the production of Golden Willow Leaf Tea was limited, and they did not want to sell it further away, lest it bring trouble that Huang Mao Village could not afford.

So I refused without even thinking about it!

At this moment, Sister Huang noticed the resentment in the eyes of the wandering Taoist priest. She took note of this and made them a cup of tea and a meal.

Thinking that if the wandering Taoist priest were to leave, she would rather avoid trouble.

Unexpectedly, less than a day after the family left, the Corpse Willow God sent them a message saying that the wandering sorcerer had lurked beside it during a foggy day.

Sister-in-law Huang and Village Chief Huang were furious, so they guarded the place day and night and finally cornered the wandering sorcerer under the Corpse Willow Tree.

After the two sides got into a dispute, Sister-in-law Huang offered five kinds of sacrificial animals. The Corpse Willow God then extracted the internal organs of the You Fangshi family of three and swallowed them whole.

At that time, the wandering sorcerer sealed his qi and blood, and did not die on the spot. He pointed at Sister Huang and the others and cursed, "You beasts, you will die a horrible death!" before escaping from Huangmao Village.

Determined to find the person alive or dead, Sister-in-law Huang and Huang searched the surrounding area for a long time.

Finally, not far outside the village boundary, the bodies of a mother and child were found, but the body of the wandering sorcerer who had lost his internal organs was nowhere to be found.

Sister-in-law Huang then directed the villagers to take the bodies of the mother and child back to Huangmao Village and feed them to the Corpse Willow God.

As for that wandering sorcerer, Sister-in-law Huang and Huang Cun believed that he had died outside. After all, with all his internal organs gone, even a wandering sorcerer couldn't survive.

Gradually, Sister-in-law Huang and Village Chief Huang forgot about the matter. Little did they know that the Taoist priest was the wandering sorcerer.

But the other party didn't look like this back then. That wandering Taoist was handsome and had an extraordinary appearance. He didn't resemble the donkey Taoist in front of us at all.
Appearances can change, but what about height?

Sister-in-law Huang shouted angrily, "Impossible! You absolutely cannot be that person!"

The donkey-walker's emotions suddenly intensified, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"If it wasn't me? Then who was it? Who killed my wife and children, and made me into this state? So I'll make you watch Huangmao Village die out completely! Not only will it die out completely, I'll devour Huangmao Village right before your eyes! Hahaha."

His words were filled with madness; at this moment, the Donkey Taoist was almost possessed by a demon.

On his deathbed, Village Chief Huang's eyes were filled with despair. He recalled the events of that year and never imagined that a single oversight would sow the seeds of such a great disaster for Huangmao Village!

Sister-in-law Huang looked dazed and incredulous, muttering to herself.

"Impossible, impossible!"

The Taoist priest stared at the two of them and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"Hand over the method for refining the Corpse Willow God and the method for frying Golden Willow Leaf Tea, and I will spare Huangmao Village! Otherwise, after tonight, not a single chicken or dog will be left in Huangmao Village."

Village Chief Huang's chest heaved as he struggled to get up from the ground, but he couldn't.

"I can hand over the method for refining the Corpse Willow God, but I beg you to spare my son."

Before he could finish speaking, a donkey tooth flew out from the necklace around the donkey Taoist's neck, pierced through the village chief's forehead, and stuck to the ground.

"I will not accept your terms!"

The village chief's blood splattered all over Huang's sister-in-law's face, and she finally snapped out of her daze. Looking at the gloomy-faced donkey Taoist, Huang's sister-in-law was about to speak.

“Swish!”

Another donkey tooth flew out from the necklace around the donkey Taoist's neck, instantly piercing Huang A-sao's forehead, and the slightly foul-smelling blood instantly soaked the floor.

The Donkey Taoist muttered, "I won't accept compromise either!"

"A blood debt must be repaid with blood. How can I face my dead wife and children if I don't slaughter Huangmaocun?"

The moment he finished speaking, the donkey man's emotions intensified again. With a wave of his hand, several sheets of white paper stained with donkey blood flew in from outside the village shop.

Those were the fragments of the short-legged paper donkey that Li Wushou had blown up, and the donkey Taoist reached out and caught the white paper.

Then he suddenly looked up, glanced around, and asked the empty village shop hall:
"What do you think, Fellow Daoist Li? If you were in that situation, what would you do?"

(End of this chapter)