Headless Immortal

Chapter 4 General

Listen carefully to what is being said.

Lu Xun is a master at this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have drawn his gun so abruptly when the man in the silver mask told the story of the peacock feather.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he didn't do it, or rather, it wasn't Old Cat who did it.

"Meow!"

“Master, it looks alive.”

"What do you mean 'similar'? It is!"

The yellow-robed Taoist released his grip on the sword hilt, picked up his teacup, and said calmly, "The vitality in my body is so hot it's almost steaming."

"Master, what should we do?"

The Taoist took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said, "That beast is afraid of me and dares not show itself. It just so happens that the old cat in the manor has passed away, so I came up with a substitute method. As long as we get through tonight, that beast will surely think that your daughter is dead and will never come to bother us again."

"I can't believe Old Cat is back!"

"Taoist Master."

"Don't worry, sir. That beast will surely come today."

"Why?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

"Please ask the master to call the old cat down; we need it to keep watch at night."

Master Song waved towards the eaves: "Three-Legged, come here."

The three-legged, lame old cat perched on the roof looked down from above, its golden vertical pupils appearing so profound.

Master Song did not continue calling for Sanjiao. He felt that the returning Sanjiao was not right. The change in the expression on the cat's face was particularly obvious. Its golden eyes, which were cloudy due to old age, also appeared bright and spirited. There was no trace of old age. It looked like it was in its prime.

Lu Xun heard it clearly; it turned out that it wasn't the lame cat causing the trouble, but rather an alien beast.

He paused and smelled the pink mist again.

He stood up and jumped.

He jumped into the inner courtyard.

Following the pink mist, the black cat saw a tightly closed room in the backyard, guarded by servants at the door, and heard whispers coming from inside.

He jumped onto the roof and looked up at the sky.

The moon is exceptionally bright tonight.

The moonlight, like a silver veil, draped over the lame cat.

Lu Xun inexplicably felt a surge of power.

[Acrostic Skill: Cat Walk (Moonlight)]

The group chased after the black cat and stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.

The old cat on the eaves is dozing.

Master Song instructed, "Quickly go and get some food for Sanjiao."

A few moments.

The housekeeper brought over the cat food bowl.

Lu Xun glanced at it from afar, but despite being starving, he didn't go down to eat. It wasn't that he didn't like cat food, but he was afraid of overdosing on the medicine.

Who knows whether the old cat came up with the idea because he was dying, or whether he had to die after coming up with the idea. Fortunately, the cemetery wasn't far from the small town and the amount of exercise wasn't too strenuous, so going hungry for a day or two wouldn't be a problem. He wanted to see what those black, smoky characters meant.

The waiting process was filled with silent stillness.

Lu Xun, who was curled up in a ball, suddenly twitched his ear.

……

"My wife, I'm here!"

A cheerful, gentle voice, mixed with laughter, burst into the quiet courtyard.

Along with the sound came an unpleasant odor.

Lu Xun looked up and saw a handsome young man in a long robe walking up the steps with measured steps and waving a folding fan.

inside the room.

Miss Song was on the verge of a mental breakdown. She clutched the bedding tightly, buried herself in the corner of the bed, and her tears and snot had long since dried up, leaving only her bloodshot eyes filled with fear.

That beast is not human at all.

At first, Miss Song really thought that her husband had come back with her, but when she got into bed, she found that he was a wild beast.

Just one time left him completely bedridden, and he had to rest for several days before he could finally get out of bed.

The truth will out eventually; the fact that he was constantly entangled in bed and unable to leave the house during the day aroused suspicion in his family. Later, his own father, along with servants, blocked the door, and the monster escaped, dragging his childhood playmate, Sanjiao, into the mess. They finally managed to find a high-ranking Taoist priest, thinking they had finally escaped their torment, but little did they know that this damned beast was not afraid of even a powerful Taoist priest.

On the roof, a well-rested, three-legged, lame cat with golden vertical pupils stared intently at the man.

The pink mist line split in two.

Da Gu went straight into the side room.

The small group was tied to this handsome man in fine clothes.

The handsome man looked at the black cat and said with a smile, "Oh, you cripple, you weren't scared to death by me, were you?"

He remembered that the old cat had fainted from fright when it faced him.

Now that you've managed to wake up, you should be hiding your face and barely surviving.

The man burst into laughter.

Ignoring the old cat's gaze, he closed his folding fan and was about to push open the door.

"Beast!"

With a loud shout, several torches instantly illuminated the dark courtyard as if it were daytime.

The Taoist priest held a yellow talisman in his hand, lit it with a flick of his wrist, and threw it into the incense burner to activate the altar. He shouted, "Have you not submitted to your punishment yet!"

"Executed?"

The man's eyes darted away from the old cat, then swept over the yellow-robed Taoist, and he sneered, "A high-ranking master of the Lushan Sect? What a prestigious title, yet you don't even have half a soldier. Eighty percent of the Lushan Sect's power lies in its soldiers. With only a half-grown disciple, what makes you think you can bring me to my death?"

The Taoist priest said in a deep voice, "If you're not afraid, go ahead and try."

The man in fine clothes spoke loudly: "I gave you some leeway the other day, but I didn't expect you to use a talisman to make the lame cat die in your place. You say I'm afraid of you, are you afraid of me?"

He had heard the Mountain Lord speak of the Lushan Dao, and that everyone there was a formidable opponent, whose magic was mainly based on witchcraft and ghosts. But upon seeing them today, he was greatly disappointed.

Not only did they not see the rumored army, but they also did not see any flying spells or freely moving swords. Leaving aside the great supernatural power of throwing swords to transform into dragons, there should at least be some great commotion with fire and explosions.

They used their numbers to set up a large net to catch birds in the courtyard, thinking he was a little sparrow.
"Draw your sword!"

The Taoist in the yellow robe shouted.

The young apprentice holding the sword beside him was already terrified.

The Taoist priest glanced sideways at his disciple.

Chunlei stood there dumbfounded. He was the youngest disciple his master had recently taken on during his travels. He was quite young and seemed incredibly audacious, even daring to rummage through headless corpses. But when faced with a young man in fine clothes who could speak human language, he really didn't know how to make a move.

The Taoist priest didn't blame his disciple. He drew his longsword and said angrily, "If it weren't for some personal business I had to take with me..."

The talisman, mixed with the Taoist's blood, was rubbed onto the longsword.

"Heavenly Fiends shine brightly, Earthly Fiends are upright and righteous, slaying evil and destroying ghosts, killing demons and suppressing rampant evil!"

Taking three steps in two, the Taoist priest, though bearded, did not appear old, and with each breath he swung his sword.

bass!
With a flash of sword light, the elegantly dressed youth vanished like a reflection in a mirror or the moon in the water, turning into mist amidst the ripples.

The large bird-catching net swung down but only caught fog.

"squeak!"

A large raccoon leaped out of the fog.

The raccoon's eyes were filled with panic.

The old Taoist priest was incredibly fierce!
Taking advantage of the clouds, the raccoon leaped onto the roof, its vertical brown eyes looking at the large net that had been dragged by the servants and lay sprawled on the ground. Then it looked at the old Taoist priest. The panic in its eyes gradually disappeared, and confidence returned to its cat-like face. It seemed that the Taoist priest had broken its illusion, but it had already become a bird in the clouds and a fish in the water.

These two-legged people have a hard time climbing up, let alone catching it.

“Master.” Chunlei’s face was full of guilt.

"Blame me……"

The yellow-robed Taoist shook his head and said, "How old are you? You've never seen the real thing before, so it's none of your business."

"But how will you capture it without any troops?"

"Who says I don't have soldiers?"

Upon hearing this, the servants, who had been in a frenzy, came to their senses. Master Song, whose heart had been pounding in his throat, slowly calmed down. Even the raccoon on the eaves looked puzzled.

As the mountain king once said, if you ever encounter a well-equipped army from Lushan Road, stay as far away as possible and never provoke them.

If the Taoist priest had soldiers, why wouldn't he release them when he opened the altar?

The Taoist priest in yellow robes stood before the altar, a bell in his left hand and a sword in his right, chanting incantations: "I bestow upon you the Thunderclap Soldier, I grant you the Wind Chaser..."

"General, why haven't you made a move yet!"

The Taoist priest pointed his long sword at the three-legged black cat on the eaves.

(End of this chapter)