Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 403 The Human Radiance of the Holy Father

Deng You saw it.

I saw the scholar with an evil smile on his lips.

This is a trap, a trap set for yourself.

All criminal investigations, even the killing of bloodline descendants, are part of a drama.

His target has always been me.

His eyes gradually widened, bursting out of their sockets, and his red compound eyes were filled with nothing but pain and confusion.

So when was it exposed? Was it when Xia Gu disappeared during the last study tour to the academy? Or was it the traces of his own actions during the attack on Taihu Lake?

Despite having taken human form for many years and having infiltrated the human world for just as long, he still felt somewhat bewildered by such brutal and direct scheming.

Too fast, everything happened too fast.

The other party had only been in Suzhou for three to five days, which would be insignificant for humans, and even less noticeable for demons.

Just as it was about to kill the demon in human skin without hesitation, excruciating pain interrupted all its thoughts.

Realgar powder was sprinkled on the body surface; flesh and skin could not hide this rule engraved in the soul.

Intense discomfort, burning sensation, and feelings of disgust and fear welled up inside me.

This weakness and madness took over his true form in an instant, and his enormous demonic body began to writhe.

The outer layer of human flesh was torn apart as easily as if it were made of paper, followed by a pain that penetrated even deeper into the soul.

The backlash from the dynasty's fortunes has begun.

The trick to fool the fate of the Great Jin Dynasty lies in this skin, which contains special materials that our ancestors painstakingly obtained, with the Crown Prince's Mansion also contributing a great deal of effort.

Therefore, after being exposed, he was instantly severely injured by the overwhelming humanitarian aura.

Before even making a single move, they were already in dire straits, a situation that would leave even the monsters in despair.

Temporarily losing consciousness, he could only struggle in place.

The ordinary people in the prefect's mansion were even more desperate than Deng You.

In the blink of an eye, Magistrate Deng exploded!
No, it was a golden monster, tens of meters long, that crawled out of the flesh and blood.

Golden Buddha light, a dragon-like slender body and scales, and thousands of centipede legs.

The slightest movement will cause houses to collapse; the slightest sway will send blood and flesh flying.

"Help me!!"

"Help! Help! Help!"

"Help me up! Help me up!"

The crowd scattered and fled. Some quick-witted people ran straight out, while others, unable to run any further, covered their heads and hid in corners. Still others could only scream.

Megalophobia is a genetic disorder.

Something etched into the very blood of the human race from its very beginnings. Tension, panic, trembling hands, sweating, and a strong urge to escape.

This is an act of protection from ancestors for their descendants, giving people a better chance of survival when they see monsters, rather than feeding them by sliding tackles.

Trypophobia is a common psychological disorder.

Individuals may experience intense fear, aversion, or unease when faced with densely packed small objects or holes.

When exposed to highly stimulating environments, people may experience autonomic nervous system dysfunction, resulting in symptoms such as nausea, vomiting, palpitations, or tachycardia.

When the two are combined, it becomes a disaster.

The sky fell over Suzhou; the moment the true nature of the city was revealed, no fewer than a dozen members of prominent families perished on the spot.

With a single, gentle slash, the massive foot blade shattered a small artificial hill, sending shards of rock flying like cannonballs through several people.

What will happen next?
Lu Dan dared not think about it, and even felt that he might as well just die here.

Stability? Stability my ass! A monster was promoted from the prefecture? While the Crown Prince's residence is also implicated, the Yangzhou officialdom is absolutely to blame.

What am I, who was just standing with demons? What good is being the Prefect of Yangzhou?

Clearly, his values ​​collapsed when his life and future were threatened with death.

Just as a solid wooden pillar came crashing down, Xu Xuan pulled out the prefect who was determined to die.

The best time is when life and death are at stake.

Taking advantage of the other party's mental confusion and resignation to death, I decisively activated the White Lotus Technique to fill my words with the infectious power of justice. Watch as I deliver a powerful blow to their head!
He swung his big hand and patted him on the shoulder.

This cannot be attacked at the head yet.

"Prefect Lu!"

"A person of noble character will not seek to live at the expense of righteousness, but will sacrifice his life to achieve righteousness!"

"Now is the time when we are needed!"

As Xu Xuan was speaking, a huge rock flew over their heads with a loud bang, making the earth groan.

The wall is about to collapse, and a maid is about to die a horrible death.

But the scholar refused!

In the blink of an eye, he rushed forward with an eight-step cicada-catching maneuver, and then rolled away like a lazy donkey to barely avoid the stone wall.

Disheveled, perilous, yet fearless.

"Run outside immediately!"

Afterwards, Mr. Xu performed one extreme rescue after another with his own flesh and blood.

There were one, two, three people, including guards, maids, servants from noble families, and sons of noble families.

In his eyes, it seemed that people were not divided into different classes; he was simply doing his best to save lives.

At that moment, the brilliance of humanity shone into the hearts of those who were saved, becoming synonymous with benevolence and righteousness.

In reality, Xu Xuan still categorized people into different classes; for example, there were some bad people he would never save.

This can be considered a kind of kindness, after all, the sooner one dies, the sooner one can be reborn.

Xu Xuan had no intention of returning to the underworld during this time; they might even be able to live a second life and reign supreme in the netherworld.

And so, in this disaster-stricken land where rubble was flying everywhere, and in a scene where death was imminent, a scholar still upheld the determination of a righteous person to uphold justice!
Lu Dan felt a burning pain in his shoulder, and the passion in his heart, which had long since cooled, suddenly warmed up again.

I misunderstood you, Hanwen!

At first, he thought Xu Xuan was a smart person like himself, good at weighing gains and losses and knowing when to advance and retreat.

But at this moment, Xu Hanwen is no longer the tutor sent by Professor Sheng to solve the murder case, but a traditional scholar from Chongqi, the Confucian scholar he once wanted to become but gave up on.

It's true that he wanted to help himself, it's true that he gave up further investigation to help Suzhou stay safe, it's true that he wanted to help Deng You avoid being harmed by the centipede, and it's true that he didn't want to abandon his benevolence in the face of crisis.

I am ultimately no match for this junior.

"Prefect Lu, the monster seems to be in trouble and hasn't taken the initiative to attack. Quickly lead the others to evacuate."

Lu Dan mustered his courage, suppressed his panic and urge to vomit, and looked up.
Sure enough, the golden centipede monster was trembling and convulsing, its entire body covered with dense cracks, and blood was flowing down like a waterfall.

So that's how it is. My self-control is truly pathetic.

huh~~~
"Hanwen, you can just call me Senior Lu from now on."

"Let's go out together and mobilize the Suzhou garrison. I want to see if this beast can break through a force of a few thousand men!"

After saying that, she grabbed her junior and ran outside.

Senior Xu Xuan, you're really on the right track now.

Mobilizing the government troops is a complicated process, and there are many potential problems once the soldiers enter the city. Under the influence of the prevailing fortune, I cannot easily intervene to control their minds and souls.

(End of this chapter)