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Chapter 53 Killing Demons

They hastily disguised the scene, and after waiting for about ten minutes, the pig-headed monster's footsteps sounded again.

This time, Zhou You chose a cabinet with latticework, so he could see clearly. He saw the fat figure carrying a steaming pot of meat, swaying as he walked into the house, and then put the pot on the table.

"Clang!" a sound.

The whole table shook twice.

It's unknown how many human corpses it chopped up to reach such a weight.

Then, the pig-headed monster pulled out a chair nearby and plopped down on it—the chair itself was already large, and in order to accommodate that enormous body, the entire skeleton had been expanded to its limit, and it looked like it was about to be crushed into pieces.

Thanks to the skill of the craftsman who made this thing, the chair, which wobbled for a long time, finally managed to withstand the weight that life could not bear.

The monster then wiggled its rear end contentedly, accompanied by an increasingly heavy 'squeak' sound, casually tossing several lumps of flesh into its mouth, before reaching out to grab the pig's head.

Zhou You's hands unconsciously clenched slightly.

Fortunately, the poison concocted by the old Taoist priest was colorless and odorless, and the pig-headed monster did not notice anything unusual about it. He tore off a large piece from the face without even distinguishing the bone, and chewed it with his mouth full of oil.

At this moment, Zhou You was finally able to confirm the old man's words.

The pig's head happened to have a piece of skull that had been crushed, revealing the brain inside.
It clearly doesn't look like a pig.
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Time passed little by little as the monster devoured its food.

The basin was almost empty, and only a few scraps remained of the beast's head. However, the pig-headed monster showed no unusual behavior. Zhou You glanced in the direction of the old Taoist's head, and the other party merely raised his eyes, giving him a look that said, "Stay calm for now."

However, Zhou You soon discovered the change in the other party.

At first, it was just a small bump on the skin, like a tiny red spot, which was not even worth mentioning on that huge body.

But quickly, the red spots spread rapidly, the red bumps merged into patches, and in the blink of an eye, it became a palm-sized area.

The monster stretched out its claws and scratched its back forcefully.

Then, with its mouth agape, it greedily began to swallow the remaining food.

But as the erythema spread, it scratched more and more frequently, and the force gradually increased, even accidentally breaking the skin.

A white worm emerged from the wound, shook its head, looked around, and then burrowed back inside.

To be honest, Zhou You is starting to feel a bit itchy now.

But he suppressed his thoughts and watched the monster evolve.

Soon, the red spot grew from a palm-sized patch to a red mark several tens of centimeters long, and then covered the entire back. The pig-headed monster scratched harder and harder, and within minutes, it had scratched its back until it was covered in blood.

Finally, driven by an almost unbearable itch, even the most foolish pig-headed monster realized something was wrong—

But by then it was too late.

The maddening itching had taken over its entire mind.

The monster no longer cared about eating; instead, it frantically clawed at everything within its reach, its grip so violent that in many places, its white bones were exposed. Even the surrounding furniture and chairs suffered the injustice, being pulverized in large pieces by its frenzied thrashing.

Just as the old Taoist priest had said, judging from the current situation, this pig-headed monster would soon die.

However, Zhou You's complexion grew increasingly worse.

The reason was simple: that pig-like figure was getting closer and closer to him!

In a dozen seconds at most, he will be reduced to dust along with those tables and chairs!
"Damn Taoist priest, you didn't say this thing would struggle in its death throes!" Zhou You cursed loudly. If he had known this would happen, he would have hidden in the morgue after poisoning it. But he didn't have time to regret it. Seeing that the pig-headed monster was about to crash into him, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a bloodstained dagger from his pocket.

He didn't want to hand over a resurrection coin for no reason, so he had to go in if he could, and even if he couldn't, he had to step up!
Before the pig-headed monster could crash into him, he kicked open the cabinet door and charged forward!

The monster didn't even look at him.

Under the maddening itching, it seemed to have lost all its senses, knowing only to indiscriminately vent everything.

But with that massive physique alone, even if it were just a crushing blow, Zhou You's small frame wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Just as it was about to complete its journey, a voice of truth suddenly rang out.

"Om".

As if frozen in place, the enormous body instantly stopped.

Although it quickly snapped out of its daze, raised its arm, which was riddled with holes from insects, and swung it down—just from the sound of it cutting through the air, you knew that if you were hit by that slap, you would be crippled if not killed—Zhou You was about to lift his leg to dodge, but at that moment, his foot suddenly moved involuntarily.

In that one move, he went from 'avoiding' to 'luring into the other's arms'.

Then, before he could react, the sinister dagger plunged upwards into the pig-headed monster's throat.

Then, it was pulled out cleanly and neatly.

It was handed over again in a flash.

Like a collapsing mountain, the enormous figure crashed to the ground.

Zhou You ignored it and looked at his hand with a puzzled expression.

"Wait a minute, I'm just an ordinary college student, and I've never practiced martial arts. How could I be so agile? Could this be the ability of the person I'm supposed to be in the role of, as mentioned in the script?"

"But then a question arises: how did a traveler acquire such skills?"

Zhou You frowned and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to raise his head and look at a certain being.

Not far away, the old Taoist's head stood amidst the chaos. No one knew what power it had used, but it hadn't suffered any damage at all. It was now watching Zhou You with great interest, its face full of inexplicable smiles.

"My good disciple, it seems you have some skills. Was that the six-syllable mantra of Buddhism you just used? I wonder where you learned it from? Guangyan Sect? Shifa Sect? Or Dacheng Sect? Most bald monks can't even receive the teachings on this stuff. Where did you get it from?"

Zhou You coughed lightly, then replied with the same forced smile.

“My disciple once encountered a monk who was starving to death. I gave him three steamed buns, and he tapped me on the head three times, implying that I should go to him at midnight to learn the Dharma. What this monk taught me was this six-syllable mantra. Unfortunately, I am dull-witted and not skilled enough. In the end, I only learned this one mantra. Now I feel that this is not right. Master, why don't you just expel me from the sect?”

—This is from the bottom of my heart, really, I'm begging you.

The old man and the young man looked at each other, and after a while, they both burst into laughter.

Zhou You had laughed enough and didn't mention the Taoist priest's deliberate test. Instead, he grabbed the Taoist's hair and planned to leave this blood-soaked, ghostly place.

But at that moment, a gurgling sound suddenly came from his stomach.

In an instant, those eyes turned bloodshot.

He—or rather, the original owner of this body.

I'm hungry again.

(End of this chapter)