Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 183 The Escaped Organs
Internal organs?

Internal organs!

Lin Jiang's mind didn't process what was happening at first. It wasn't until the creature in the distance, seeing the group, was startled and turned to run away that he jumped ten feet high.

"The organs are over there!"

Everyone else was slightly stunned when they heard Lin Jiang's words. They didn't react for a moment and thought he had suddenly developed hysteria.

Lin Jiang had no time to care about anyone else; he charged into the dense forest like an arrow, snapping trees as thick as bowls in his wake, and scattering grass, rocks, and stones everywhere he went.

Han Wangzhi, who was having a meal, was thrown over by the blast of air and coughed repeatedly. After he finally recovered, he stared wide-eyed at the direction where Lin Jiang had disappeared.

What a force!
This was the first time Han Wangzhi had seen this young master make a move.

He had assumed that such a handsome young man would be a master of magic, specializing in elegant and graceful techniques, but he never expected that the other party would be such a... well, a barbarian.

wrong!

Didn't Young Master Zhu just call for internal organs?

Only then did everyone realize what had happened and chased after Lin Jiang, following the path he had created.

When the group reached the end, they found that Lin Jiang had already stopped.

Sitting in front of Lin Jiang was a trembling man, staring at him with a face full of fear.

The man looked quite old, dressed in the clothes of a woodcutter. He wore a coarse linen shirt underneath a vest, and his trousers were patched in several places. He carried freshly gathered firewood on his back and held a woodcutter's knife and an axe in his hands.

He stared in horror at the road that Lin Jiang had forcibly cleared, and when he looked at the handsome young man in front of him, it was as if he had seen a ghost.

Seeing another group of people approaching behind Lin Jiang, the woodcutter was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to them repeatedly.
"My lords, I am just a woodcutter from the neighborhood. I have no intention of offending you. Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Did Lin Jiang see it wrong just now?

However, it's understandable that the woodcutter was so frightened.

Anyone who sees the trees in the distant mountains and forests falling over in the middle of the night would probably be so frightened that their legs would go weak.

Jiang Jinyue frowned as she sized up the woodcutter before her:
"Still chopping wood at this hour?"

"My lord, please understand that the wealthy Liu family in the village is demanding payment of taxes every day. My elderly mother is seriously ill, and I have no other choice but to chop firewood in the dark. I only hope to work a little more each day so that I can have enough money to pay for my mother's medical treatment."

His words were earnest, and his face was filled with sorrow.

The square-faced woman looked at him with pity and stepped forward to help the woodcutter up, saying solemnly:

"Don't worry, we will definitely handle this matter later."

Before he could finish speaking, he seemed to realize he had spoken out of turn and quickly turned to look at his companion.

Li Fang and Han Wangzhi nodded in agreement, while the others stared intently at the woodcutter, frowning and remaining silent.

The woodcutter, feeling intimidated by the stare, shrank back and said:
Why are you gentlemen looking at me like that?

Lin Jiang stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground:
"Do you see this rice?"

The woodcutter looked down and was surprised to see several grains of white rice scattered on his clothes. These grains of rice seemed to have come to life and were dancing around the woodcutter.

“These are the rice grains from the Rice Woman’s Rice Inquiry Technique, used to inquire about the organs we’ve been searching for,” Lin Jiang said. “Right now, these rice grains are jumping around you.”

The man was visibly stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then he suddenly opened his mouth and let out a strange cry.

The shrill cry seemed to contain some kind of magic, causing the surrounding pebbles to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, the shrieking sound moved directly down from the woodcutter's throat to his abdomen.

The woodcutter leaned his upper body backward, his vest and shirt flared out on both sides, revealing a blood-red wound that ran from his chest all the way to his dantian.

His sternum crackled as the wound burst open, a bloody mass of organs bursting out and shooting up the treetops amidst a stench.

The remaining body lay limply on the ground, its abdomen open and empty, with no flesh or blood visible inside.

This sudden change startled the square-faced woman, but Lin Jiang and the others beside her were not affected at all.

Gong Xuan flicked his wrist and produced a yellow talisman. Blood spurted from his internal organs to block it, but the talisman seemed to fold in mid-air as if it were alive, precisely attaching itself to the organs and the heart meridian.

However, his internal organs were unaffected. After landing on the ground, he used his snake-like intestines as legs and tried to run away.

"Ok?"

Gong Xuan's eyes lingered slightly, and as he secretly made a hand seal, the talisman that flew out suddenly emitted a childlike laugh.

In an instant, it transformed into ropes that tightly bound the internal organs.

Another immense force, seemingly from nowhere, yanked the organ violently against the adjacent stone wall.

The organs struggled within the ropes, but their strength was no match for the magic, and they were eventually slammed against the rock, splattering a few drops of blood.

Only then did the screaming organs turn into wailing, which sounded quite tragic.

Once the organ was completely under control, the square-faced woman and the other two finally turned their attention to the grains of rice on the ground.

These grains of rice were dancing around the organs. Little Ginseng didn't really understand what had just happened, but after thinking for a moment, he joined in the dancing.

The square-faced woman's ears turned red, and she nervously scratched her temples: "It's my fault for not seeing this."

"It's alright, it's just that this organ technique is really strange," Lin Jiang said. "Under normal circumstances, most people would not guess that it would be hiding inside a body."

But it wasn't because of these grains of rice that he noticed something was wrong with the woodcutter.

Earlier, when observing his qi, he noticed that his contemplative qi was condensed in his dantian, which was completely contrary to common sense. This made him wary. Then, when he saw Gong Xuan's rice grains quietly following him, he realized that something was wrong.

"These are Minister Liu's organs?"

“That must be Minister Liu’s organs,” Gong Xuan said. “People’s words can be deceitful, but magic is hard to fool.”

After speaking, he fell silent for a moment, as if talking to himself or questioning:

"Spells shouldn't lie."

"What kind of evil magic can cause organs to detach from the body and disappear on their own?"

The people around fell silent upon hearing this.

Although there are many strange and unorthodox methods and practices in Daxing, this is truly the first time they have seen something so strange.

The fact that organs can move on their own after being removed from the body sounds like something that a legitimate method could not possibly achieve.

Gong Xuan frowned and stared intently at the talisman located on the left side of his heart:
"The talisman I just used has the effect of disrupting Qi. Under normal circumstances, it would be enough to stop this evil thing. However, I thought that its Qi was being channeled to its heart, but it wasn't. So I had to use a more forceful method to bind it."

Lin Jiang scanned the mass of internal organs bound on the stone platform. The dark red flesh was unusually supple, and only beads of blood seeped from the places where the thick hemp rope had pierced.

Thinking about it was useless, so Lin Jiang simply walked directly to the mass of organs and stared down at it intently:

"Is it Minister Liu?"

"Don't arrest me...don't kill me, what do you want? I'll give you anything..."

The tremors of the internal organs produced a hoarse male voice, and the viscous sound waves made the back of the neck go numb.

“We are from the Six Doors of the capital, and we are here today to examine the organs.” Jiang Jinyue took over Lin Jiang’s words, and she spoke much more formally: “Are you examining Liu Shuwen’s organs? Why are you here? What’s the story with that woodcutter over there? Tell me the truth.”

"Who...who am I..."

After hearing Jiang Jinyue's question, the organ seemed somewhat confused. It twisted its body slightly beside the rope, as if it were trying to think hard:
"I think my name used to be Liu Shuwen... I think it was Liu Shuwen. I remember I was locked up, and then something happened... I don't remember very clearly."

Jiang Jinyue frowned, while Gong Xuan reached into his pocket and pulled out a few needles.

"Taoist priest? What is this?" the square-faced woman asked in surprise.

"This is the ancestor's method. After two needles are inserted, the ancestor will come down to help and pry the truth out of the person's mouth."

Gong Xuan then invoked his omnipotent ancestral master.

But Gong Xuan added another sentence:
"However, this method is not omnipotent. If the person being targeted has truly gone mad and is unable to construct their own thoughts, then even the Grandmaster cannot extract the true content from their fragmented consciousness, and..."

Gong Xuan stared hesitantly at the large mass of organs in front of him:

"I'm not sure if this thing is still a person."

"Try it first; if it doesn't work, bind him and send him straight to the capital."

The others made way for Gong Xuan, who rubbed the steel needles in his hand a couple of times, aimed at several key points in the internal organs, and with flashes of silver light, they disappeared into the flesh.

He then muttered something under his breath, which sounded like he was invoking the ancestral master.

A few needles gleamed faintly, and Lin Jiang suddenly heard the sound of wind blowing beside him, and vaguely felt as if something's gaze was sweeping over him.

The next moment, these needles burst into light, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

The organs, which had been twisting and turning, gradually quieted down until they finally stopped moving completely.

Seeing that the technique was effective, Gong Xuancai asked in a pretentious tone:
"who are you?"

"I...I think my name is Liu Shuwen..."

"What's going on with that woodcutter over there?"

“During the day, I met a woodcutter here. He was feeling uncomfortable because his organs were detached from his body, so I took out his organs and crawled inside myself.”

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces darkened. Jiang Jinyue took out a notebook from her bosom and hastily jotted down a few notes while holding a charcoal stick.

This should be a record of the crime.

Having lost his backer, Liu Shuwen committed such a crime, and naturally no one would protect him anymore.

"How did you escape from the capital to this place? And what kind of evil magic did you use to survive with your organs detached from your body?"

"I……"

When asked this question, the organ clearly twitched.

It seemed as if he had been recalling for a long time before finally uttering hesitant words from some unknown vocal organ:

“I remember… someone in the prison gave me a golden pill. He told me to take it and remember my hometown, so I came here…”

(End of this chapter)