Headless Immortal

Chapter 123 Naruto
dusk.

It's dusk.

The daylight had not yet faded when a cool evening breeze carried the scent of the distant mountains.

Candlelight flickered in the reservoir at the east end of the village, where two thugs who looked like soldiers sat comfortably.

The short, stout soldier smacked his lips and complained, "It's so bland. How did I end up with this job guarding a pond? No women, no wine or meat."

As she spoke, she tugged at the towel around her neck: "It's so hot, so incredibly hot, it feels like it's on fire."

The dark-skinned, thin man raised his pair of bright green eyes and said calmly, "It's a normal phenomenon during refining."

He pointed to the reservoir next to him: "If you really can't stand it, just jump in."

The fat soldier suddenly felt a cold sweat break out all over his body and said, "There's a ghost in the reservoir. It's easy for me to go down, but difficult to come back up. Judging from the commander's temper, I'm afraid I'll become its food first. Once the strange thing on my body disappears, I won't need to trouble you, brother. I can go to that river corner village and kidnap a few country girls."

The tall, thin, dark-skinned man glanced at the crowd and said, "Someone's coming."

The sky was dim, and torches were burning in clusters.

From afar, a strange procession could be seen, led by a scholar dressed in a Confucian robe and wearing a Confucian hat.

The village chief and the head of the village, along with the selected young men, surrounded the scholar.

The villagers of Hejiao Village, with their dark skin, clutched hoes, pickaxes, and a few other sharp iron tools, following the scholar with tense expressions.

The scholar was none other than Lu Xun. He didn't actually want so many people to come; one person to guide them would be enough. However, when the village chief and the others heard Lu Xun say this, they immediately organized their men and managed to gather twenty or thirty local militiamen with great difficulty.

Firstly, to deal with the entrenched monsters, and secondly, to keep an eye on the scholar.

Although they all understood that the scholar only wanted one copper coin to help them slay demons, they couldn't be too careful. If the scholar ran away, they would have to send able-bodied men to Zhang County for help. It would be better to help the scholar fight the monsters, at least it would boost their morale.

Although located in arid land, Jiangbei still has many waterways, lush vegetation, and verdant green spaces.

Walking along the village road, you see a bare, rammed earth dam with regular, tire-like tracks winding through it.

Lu Xun's nose twitched slightly; the fishy smell was overwhelming. He covered his mouth and nose and looked at the reservoir, the rising steam making him feel much better.

“You scholar, our army’s magic formation is standing here. Why don’t you leave at once?”

A sound like the roar of a clouded leopard came from the earthen dam.

Then they saw a tall, thin, dark-skinned man and a short, stout man wearing soft armor, blocking their way.

The tall, dark-skinned man with bright green eyes looked at the village chief and continued, "The strategist has ordered that we not kill too many people, but it doesn't mean we can't kill them."

"If you take another step forward, don't blame me for being impolite."

The village chief of Hejiao Village was clearly stunned. When did these two men appear at the reservoir? After taking a closer look and observing their soldier attire, the village chief dared not be negligent: "I wonder which general you two gentlemen belong to?"

"Brother, why waste words with them? They're just Confucian scholars who have read the classics." The short, fat soldier sneered, stepped forward, and brandished two small hammers. He shouted, "Quickly prepare wine and meat, and select some beautiful women to serve you, or I'll wipe you all out."

Upon hearing the words of the short, stout soldier, the village head immediately realized that they were either bandits or rebels. He gripped his rough iron weapon and roared, "Aren't you bandits afraid that the imperial army will turn you to ashes when it arrives?"

The short, stout soldier grinned maliciously, charged forward in two or three steps, and swung his hammer, saying, "I'll kill you first."

"clang."

The village headman, startled, raised his iron weapon to block the attack. He was surprisingly relaxed and unharmed. He saw the short, fat man who had been cleaved by the force of the blow be knocked back two steps. Then, the rough iron weapon in his hand disappeared and was grabbed by a pale arm, which swung it directly at the retreating short, fat man.

"what!"

The short, fat soldier screamed in agony as his body was crushed and twisted to one side, the machete-like object still lodged in his shoulder.

Lu Xun strained his wrist, and the woodcutter's knife was pulled out and slashed at the neck of the short, fat soldier.

Keng.

A glint of cold light flashed out from the side, striking the short, fat man from above his neck. With a flick of the spear, the woodcutter was caught off guard and his axe flew out of his hand, tumbling through the air countless times before crashing to the ground.

Without the iron weapon to extend, the scholar was dragged back by the spear's owner.

The tall, dark-skinned man's green eyes narrowed into two points. He held the short, stout man in one hand and gripped a long spear in the other, staring intently at the scholar.

Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism each have their own unique methods, but none of them are as adept at close-quarters combat as martial artists.

People don't have that much energy to learn everything. Being able to specialize in one thing makes you a master. Just now, after seeing the combination of those moves, he thought he was facing a martial artist.

"Selene's mother, you damned bastard, I'll call the commander to kill him!" the short, fat man cursed, wincing in pain, his whole body drained of color.

He plucked the trumpet from his waist and blew it out, the sound mournful and plaintive, turning into a solemn and dignified melody, as if the yellow sands of the frontier were already before his eyes.

The cold air rises up suddenly, followed by the warm air sinking down.

Two large red lanterns suddenly lit up in the darkness, hanging high above the ground. Anyone who didn't know better would think they had arrived at the gate of a wealthy family.

The night seemed even more oppressive, with sticky heat rising into a thick fog, as if the entire dam had become a steamer.

The torches gradually died out in the heat, but the light still illuminated a huge creature.

The 'giant' spread its wings, its head smashing through the scorching steam, and beneath its red lantern-like eyes was a bloody maw like a portal. As it roared, its foul-smelling slime sprayed into the air like rain.

Based on the villagers' descriptions, he thought it was a small monster, but when he actually stood there, he realized how enormous the winged serpent was.

It stands upright and is a full 1.5 feet tall, with red scales and black fur, mottled colors, a mouth like a gate, teeth like swords, and a tongue like a warrior's spear or halberd.

The village chief and the village head were completely terrified. The young men and women were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Even Lu Xun could feel his hair standing on end, goosebumps rising on his skin, and his arms trembling slightly.

Lu Xun turned his head and shouted, "Run!"

The awakened crowd scattered and fled.

The giant serpent spread its wings and lunged forward with its mouth wide open.

Lu Xun told everyone to run away, but he didn't run away himself.

He directly unleashed his monster form, opening his mouth and uttering a shriek as the Azure Scale Monster.

"Wow!"

The baby's high-pitched screams create invisible sound waves.

The winged serpent paused, its terrifying body churning within the steaming mist. A fierce and unparalleled 'whip' sliced ​​through the mist, whipping up yellow earth and sand, even snapping trees in two.

The steel whip hurtled straight at Qinglin Lu Xun, covering a vast area with no room for maneuver or dodge.

Head transplant.

The six-foot-eight-foot-tall Qinglin Lu Xun transformed into a four-foot-tall black cat, changing shape in mid-air and using the momentum to kick away from the attack.

The cat walks away.

Just as the winged serpent was suppressing Lu Xun, the short, fat soldier charged into the young and strong crowd of Hejiao Village.

Since he couldn't get involved in the battle over there, he decided to vent his anger on these unruly villagers first. He would take revenge after "Ming She" killed the scholar. The short, fat man raised his hammer and swung it at the slow-moving village chief.

In his final moments, the village chief no longer cared about his own life or death. He tried his best to turn around and see the scholar clearly, but what he saw was a white mass that was not the scholar, but snow-like fur.

A red-faced ape clad in dark blue armor appeared before him, slashing out with its sharp claws.

puff.

The short, stout soldier stared wide-eyed, his breathing like that of an old ox about to die, struggling to pull a cart, unable to muster any more strength. He was incredulous, speechless: "Heh heh..."

Blood gushed from his mouth, drowning out what he wanted to say. A snow-haired arm pierced through his chest from the front, followed by another rough, hairy hand that ripped his head off.

Just as Lu Xun was rescuing people, the winged snake spread its wings, glided for a short distance, and pounced into the crowd to eat them.

How can these two-legged creatures compare to the long worm, especially since the long worm has wings? Everyone wishes their parents could give them two more legs.

Lu Xun crouched low and leaped forward, using his strength to propel himself forward like an arrow. He flew up and grabbed the winged serpent's tail, his feet sinking deep into the yellow earth. His body bent into a large bow, his claws unable to pierce the winged serpent's scales. Sparks flew from his oval demonic fingernails as he opened his blood-red maw and roared, "Waaaah!"

Wutong Lu Xun was like a nail, forcefully stopping the winged serpent's advance. However, Wutong Mountain Lord was unable to win this struggle against the ferocious beast and could only remain locked in a stalemate on the dam.

Change head!

The fist, the size of a sandbag, transformed into a giant hand the size of a winnowing basket, and the snow-haired monster swelled into a large, oval-shaped creature.

With a long roar, Lu Xun, the Living Buddha carrying a tortoise shell, pulled an elephant leg out of the yellow earth. Although his nine-foot-tall figure was not as tall as the winged serpent, it was exceptionally sturdy.

"Go back now!"

The giant hand gripped the snake's body and dragged it back.

The terrifying force lifted the winged serpent off the ground, spun halfway around, and then hurled it into the reservoir behind it.

Pfft!
Water splashed up several feet high, hissing as it mingled with the steam.

The scorching air gradually subsided.

The winged serpent twisted its massive body, flapped its wings, raised its head, and spewed out a blazing flame that threatened to engulf the charging turtle monster.

"A precious light!"

A golden light burst forth from the prism on the forehead of Living Buddha Lu Xun, splitting into six beams in mid-air, extinguishing the flames that had come into view. The giant tortoise, standing ten feet tall, leaped over the flames and plunged into the reservoir, the water waves like lotus flowers surrounding the Living Buddha Lu Xun as he traversed the water.

The village head of Hejiao Village was completely stunned. Only now did he realize that they had invited not a great scholar, but a 'great monster'.

The village chief knelt down and kowtowed. He was old and could not run, so he could only pray that the 'scholar' would not die. He knew that his kneeling might be in vain, but he still hoped that there was a 'god' who could respond to his devout and sincere request, even if it was just to save the great monster.

The winged serpent raised its tail, its sound like a great bell, the sonic waves rushing straight to the Living Buddha Lu Xun.

Hard.

Xuanjia Shield!
The prismatic rays of light formed a huge shell shield, and Lu Xun raised the shield and moved forward.

Seeing that neither the flames nor the sound waves had any effect, the winged serpent opened its enormous, portal-like jaws and lunged at Lu Xun.

clang.

They raised their shells to defend themselves.

Cannon Fist.

The fist, shaped like an octagonal copper hammer, went straight for the winged serpent. The winged serpent, in pain, wrapped its long, twisted body around the Living Buddha Lu Xun.

Lu Xun remained fearless, his killing intent surging. He held the Xuanjia Shield in one hand and used the other as a weapon, striking the great bell with a chime hammer. The clanging sound was deafening, mixed with the roar of the great demon.

You punch me, I slap you.

A lone shadow appeared beneath the two intertwined shadows.

Lu Xun was being strangled and couldn't breathe, so his movements naturally slowed down. Suddenly, the beast bit him, its sharp teeth piercing through his shell and into his flesh. It hurt so much.

He seized the winged serpent's fangs. The Peach Blossom Living Buddha's power was already terrifying, and with the enhancement of his supernatural ability 'superhuman strength,' even the winged serpent was no match for him.

His taut arms suddenly widened.

puff!
The blood flow was like a floodgate opening.

With his head soaked, Lu Xun grabbed the fangs that had been torn off and stabbed them into the winged snake's scales.

The stench of blood spread instantly.

A terrifying, strange noise came as a tortoise and snake were locked in a fierce battle in the reservoir, the two creatures unable to distinguish whether the blood on their bodies was their own or the other's.

Lu Xun felt that most of them were winged serpents. Although he was injured, he was protected by his armor, and the force binding him had obviously weakened, no longer causing the suffocation he had just experienced.

The roar turned into a howl, and slowly into a wail. The winged serpent was drowned by Lu Xun in the water, and could not use even half of its skills. It was beaten to the point of near death by the fists that were like copper hammers.

Pass!
Under the glow of the waning moon, a majestic Buddha emerged from the water, carrying the corpse of a snake.

The snake's neck was empty.

The blood is still flowing.

The tall, thin, dark-skinned man watched in horror as everything unfolded.

In his view, leadership is invincible.

Such a large person could be swallowed whole without the slightest resistance, even though the prey was rural villagers—they were still living, breathing people. Even a skilled martial artist would only be able to fill their stomach.

Who would have thought that what came wasn't a master, but a monster?

The monster also killed the 'Naruto'.

Recovering from his shock, he turned and ran without a second thought. The tall, thin man was filled with regret; he should have run sooner. He shouldn't have been so confident in Naruto, thinking that even in the reservoir, Naruto would have the upper hand.

His blind confidence caused him great suffering, but thankfully he could still run.

Suddenly.

A golden streak of light flashed across the ground.

It hit him with a thud, causing the tall, thin, dark-skinned man to roll several times on the ground like a gourd.

He dared not linger and scrambled into the darkness. Unexpectedly, a shadow blocked his way. Upon closer inspection, he saw a man in a long robe with a pale face and prominent veins.

"Go away!"

The tall, thin man was furious. This water ghost had been hiding in the reservoir all along, so why was it coming ashore now? But whoever it was, anyone who blocked his way would die.

The water ghost stared coldly at the tall, thin man who had been hit by the arrow, then leaned forward and transformed into a gray mist as it rushed forward.

bass.

The water ghost entered the body of the tall, thin, dark-skinned man.

The tall creature opened its mouth wide, revealing fangs, and its green eyes darted around, clearly fighting over something.

In my childhood.

The water ghost emerged from behind the tall, thin man, carrying his limp body towards the reservoir.

Living Buddha Lu Xun watched the approaching water ghost, his eyelids narrowing slightly.

He still had the strength to chase down the tall, thin man, but he didn't refuse if someone offered to help.

That beam of light could have killed the tall, thin man, but he spared his life because he wanted to ask him about the drought.

The water ghost threw the tall, thin man to the ground, clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "Water ghost from River Corner Village greets Gao Xiu."

While tending to his wounds, Living Buddha Lu Xun looked at the other person with great interest.

(End of this chapter)