Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 61 Grandpa Cui (Please continue reading)
Li Wushou stared at the crowd by the black pool.
Grandpa Cui chanted the incantation solemnly, occasionally shaking the bell in his hand.

Li Wushou could see clearly that this bell was extremely similar to the one in Zhu Fang's hand; the clapper of the bell was shaped like a lark.

The difference was that as Grandpa Cui rang the bell, it emitted sounds like a baby crying.

Gradually, whether it was a misperception or not, the sound of crying echoed from the bottom of the black pool. Li Wushou listened carefully, and the sound was somewhat familiar to him, very similar to the fetal pendant that had been spat out by the stream on the Cherry Blossom Bridge earlier.

After a long while, several chilling auras emanated from the black pool.

Grandpa Cui looked delighted, stopped chanting, and gestured to turn left and right towards Cui Tai, who was hanging there.

Cui Tai looked on in despair, staring at the cold-faced Cui Agong. He knew he had no hope of survival.

Even though he was thinking about why he didn't want to die sooner just a moment ago, when death came, Cui Tai was still afraid.

"Woooooo~"

Cui Tai shook his head, trying to beg for mercy, but Grandpa Cui's face remained solemn.

"Atai. Do you remember? When you were little, you asked me what it meant to become a grandfather in the village, and what I told you?"

The villager carrying the last bag walked up to Cui Tai and pulled the burlap sack out of Cui Tai's mouth.

“Grandpa. I remember, I remember, you said that only by thinking of the village wholeheartedly and letting more people live can one become a grandpa in the village.”

"Yes. It's good that you remember. Everything I did for Grandpa was to help more people in the village survive. Don't blame Grandpa."

Cui Tai was terrified. Before Grandpa Cui could finish speaking, he quickly interrupted and asked:

"But Grandpa, didn't you say you were going to raise me to be the next grandpa? Grandpa, I don't want to die. Grandpa... Waaah..."

Before Cui Tai could finish speaking, the villagers, under Cui Agong's direction, stuffed the burlap back into Cui Tai's mouth.

"Yes. But right now I am the old man of Cui Family Village. I am willing to sacrifice myself so that more people can live, let alone you?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Tai was filled with despair once again.

The surrounding villagers, however, bowed to Grandpa Cui with great excitement.

"Grandpa is devoted to the village, and we will definitely support him."

Grandpa Cui showed a satisfied expression. This time, in order to cooperate with Lord Zhu in refining the evil spirits, many people in the village died, which has aroused dissatisfaction among some people.

He was just a grand-nephew, but he was able to rebuild his prestige. Cui Tai's death was worthwhile.

By fulfilling Lord Zhu's request this time, I will not only be able to move into the city with my clan, but I will also receive the lifespan that the Lord promised to take from the Wusheng Sect.

If I were to die, Cui Tai would naturally be a very good candidate to be my grandfather.

But what if I could live on my own? I'd better be the old man myself.

"Let's get pregnant."

The villager standing next to Cui Tai suddenly stood up and plunged a knife into Cui Tai's abdomen, tearing it open with a ripping sound.

Perhaps due to excitement, the knife went extremely deep, tearing through the abdomen and ripping open the intestines, which slid out along the wound.

The fish roe in the pocket was poured onto the dripping blood, and then the scene from last night was repeated.

Countless fish roe burrowed into Cui Tai's abdominal cavity and began to feast.

This time, however, it seemed to be different from the first person last night. After all the fish roe had entered Cui Tai's abdominal cavity, the villager next to him took out a thick needle, carefully stuffed the slipped intestines back in, and then stitched up the wound.

The technique was extremely rough, and Li Wushou nodded to himself as he watched. This villager had quite the flair of someone who could sew up a belly with needles.

He's mastered that attitude of ignoring life and death perfectly.

The difference was that Li Wushou was doing it to himself, while the villager was doing it to someone else. Seeing that the villager had finished mending the clothes, Grandpa Cui suddenly pulled out a stack of dark green leaves from his pocket, clasped his hands together, and began chanting rapidly, the incantation too fast for Li Wushou to hear clearly.

The villagers beside him seemed to understand, and handed Grandpa Cui a knife at the right moment.

Grandpa Cui remained calm and took the knife without flinching, then slashed it across his palm.

Blood splattered on the leaves, and suddenly the leaves flashed with a bloody light, as if they had come alive, swallowing all the blood from Grandpa Cui's palm.

Only then did Li Wushou realize that Old Master Cui had many scars on his hands, and there was even a fresh wound parallel to the knife.

The leaves that had drunk the blood suddenly floated up and flew towards Cui Tai.

A leaf fell onto Cui Tai's face. The moment they made contact, countless tiny barbs sprouted from the leaf's surface, piercing deeply into Cui Tai's flesh. In an instant, Cui Tai's nine orifices were firmly sealed.

Li Wushou's expression hardened, for he discovered that the veins of these leaves, centered on Cui Tai's nine orifices, continuously spread throughout Cui Tai's body, eventually forming a strange network of leaf veins all over his body.

After consuming a large amount of flesh and blood, the fish roe babies inside seemed to sense something was wrong. They became restless and tried to bite at the membrane, wanting to break through and be born smoothly.

But no matter what, it couldn't bite through the membranes covered by the veins of the leaves.

As time went on, Cui Tai had long been eaten into an empty shell, with the fish roe babies inside him constantly pounding against his skin, but unable to escape.

After scattering the leaves, Grandpa Cui kept his eyes closed and chanted a spell.

Within Cui Tai's body, the movements grew fainter, but the resentment he couldn't generate intensified until the movements were almost inaudible. Suddenly, Grandpa Cui opened his eyes and gave instructions to those around him:
"Take it to the woods."

"Huh?" Li Wushou was somewhat surprised. Others couldn't see it clearly, but he could see it very clearly.

After entering Cui Tai's body, these fish eggs devoured all the flesh and blood, and then slowly hatched into fist-sized babies.

But these infants were extremely ferocious, using both their hands and feet to writhe and devour Cui Tai's body.

The more one eats, the clearer one's facial features and the more complete one's limbs become. Conversely, those who eat little become incomplete or disabled.

After the leaves sealed the nine orifices, the nutrients inside became less and less. After these infants finished eating the flesh and blood and found that they could not escape, they began to kill each other again. In the end, of the more than one hundred infants in the body, only a few dozen remained.

The commotion within Cui Tai's body subsided, not because they had perished together, but because each of them seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation.

"But why send it into the woods?"

Li Wushou couldn't quite understand it, but he decided not to think about it anymore, because he finally sensed the auras of the minor priests, which were just outside the village not far behind him.

Grandpa Cui breathed a sigh of relief after finally getting everything settled. His hesitation vanished, replaced by anticipation.

"Let's go back to the village first. Judging by the time, the chief priest of the City God Temple should be arriving soon."

His voice was calm, yet it carried a chilling murderous intent.

This High Priest Li Wushou must have offended the City Lord quite badly; City Lord Zhu had specifically instructed him to kill him.

"Oh? Grandpa Cui, you still recognize me, the high priest?"

A cheerful, questioning voice suddenly rang out from outside the black pool. Startled, Grandpa Cui looked around and then shouted loudly.

"Who?"

Then, Grandpa Cui's pupils contracted; it was in the dense forest not far away.

A figure in a green robe, with a magic sword hanging at his waist, stood on a branch of an ancient tree with his arms crossed, staring at him with great interest.

"His great priest Li Wushou."

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