Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

Chapter 126 The Buddha's Descent into the World, the Compassion of Tai Sui

Golden Tiger watched the audacious little thief with narrowed eyes.

With slender limbs, she walked gracefully to the corpse.

Raise your paw and gently prick the already dazed mouse's head.

"Boom!"

The bold mouse sacrificed its life, but having finally come to life from the sculpture, the golden tiger's interest wouldn't be so easily extinguished.

Thus, following the pack of dogs, the corpse rats also met their end.

Watching the golden tiger occasionally glance at him from outside the city before lowering its head to chase after the rats, Zhang Wei laughed twice. Then, amidst the fearful gazes of the starving people, he strode towards the crowded city wall.

"Don't push, don't push!"

"I told you to stop pushing! Can't you bunch of bastards understand me?"

As soon as Zhang Wei approached the crowded people, he heard a burst of angry curses, followed by the sound of whips falling continuously. The crowd in front of him retreated in horror to clear his view.

Just below the city wall, there were two stalls covered with tarpaulins.

On the stall to the left, there were pieces of soft, bouncy gelatinous substance that looked like jelly.

On the right-hand stall were pieces of meat, pink and white, with the meat still attached to the bone.

The sounds of cursing and whipping came from the stalls on the right. Several tall, burly men with braids on their backs were waving whips at the refugees lying on the ground in front of them.

Laughing as he hit you, he said, "I've told you the chairman is merciful and willing to give you lowly bastards a way to live, but you wouldn't listen. If you don't want to eat your fill in peace, then starve to death!"

Each lash ripped through the clothes of the starving people and left a deep, bone-revealing wound on their emaciated bodies. After only a few lashes, some of the starving people succumbed to their injuries and died.

Seeing this, the fat men didn't stop; they just laughed and cursed as they continued to whip the animals.

Behind these fat men, there were several men and women sitting around a table, sipping tea and pointing things out with smiles.

"Watch closely, this is what happens when you don't listen. Now, let's have a few more."

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Before he could finish speaking, his mind suddenly went blank.

A tearing sensation, like a tidal wave, instantly swept over his brain. Around him, the other fat men wielding whips were in the same state, some clutching their heads, others clutching their chests and collapsing to the ground in agony.

Boom!

Amidst the excruciating pain that was difficult to speak, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared in front of one of them. The figure seemed to disregard his presence and stepped on his chest. The terrifying force instantly crushed his sternum, shattered his heart and lungs, and then pulverized his spine into fragments.

"Who is it?"

Seeing the sudden appearance of this person who had trampled one of the guild members to death, the men and women who had been chatting and laughing at the table stood up and shouted at him, their hands reaching for their waists, but...

Someone is faster than them!

Click!

A black shadow, as swift as the wind, rushed to the base of the wall in an instant. In a flash, sharp claws grazed the people, and with a crisp crack, several people's hands were severed at the root. Strong blood flowed like a fountain, and their rosy faces turned pale at a visible speed. At the same time, they were kicked in the back, their legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground.

Looking at her bare shoulders, and then at the black cat that had now circled around to their side, sitting gracefully before the blood-red Taoist priest, elegantly wiping its front paws on the waiter, the woman among them, her face contorted in pain, growled, "You dare attack our Feasting Society? You're finished... No, don't come any closer, don't come any closer!"

As they were speaking, the indifferent-looking Taoist in the blood-red robe, who hadn't even glanced at them, suddenly unleashed hundreds of golden worms from beneath his robes. These worms surged forth like a flowing tide, engulfing them and burrowing into their nostrils, ears, and even their eyes.

The visual scene alone was horrifying, not to mention the excruciating pain that followed in the brain, which only exacerbated the torment.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

The cries of agony from the group caused the surrounding starving people to hastily retreat or even flee.

At the city gate, the guards who noticed this scene exchanged a glance and then, ignoring the pedestrians who were being robbed of their money, turned and ran into the city.

Zhang Wei naturally noticed the gatekeeper's escape.

But they weren't his current target. To put it more directly, he wanted to wait for the guards to run back to the city and call for reinforcements. He walked and looked around, but apart from the villagers at the foot of the mountain, he didn't see many things that could be called human.

Even the starving people who had accompanied them all the way showed a hint of hunger towards the man-eating rats and dogs...

Daikin?

A silhouette?

Zhang Wei initially thought he came into the silhouette to slay demons and monsters, and that after completing his mission, he would let the silhouette fall safely into the mortal world.

But now his thinking has changed.

Simply slaying demons cannot solve the predicament faced by this silhouette; he wants to do something more intense!

There was no need to time it; Zhang Wei simply watched indifferently as the sweating men on the ground went from writhing in pain to lying helplessly on the ground, groaning softly.

At that moment, the fingers under the long sleeves moved slightly, stopping the cysticercosis from feeding.

He crouched down, his gentle voice carrying a strong allure: "Now, can you tell me exactly what this 'Feasting Society' of yours is?"

"A full stomach is the Buddha's decree, the hope of the disaster victims. Our aim is to help the world and save people so that more people will no longer be hungry, and can eat their fill while waiting for the Buddha to guide them to the Pure Land!"

"I'm asking what the meat on the table is and where it came from."

As soon as Zhang Wei finished speaking, a look of longing suddenly appeared on the faces of the people from the Feast Guild who had been tormented and whose minds were controlled by magic.

It's like a simp finally getting his hands on his dream goddess, fantasizing about becoming a captain while savoring her fragrance—greedy, fanatical, even manic: "Tai Sui, rice meat, Tai Sui! Tai Sui!"

"The Buddha bestowed the Tai Sui upon the association president, who, with a compassionate heart, cut it off and distributed it to these lowly creatures, so that they might feel the Buddha's compassion while they were full. They could pray...pray, and those who are sincere will be able to see the Buddha and ascend to the Buddha's Pure Land to enjoy eternal bliss!"

"Hahaha, we'll all become Buddhas! We'll all become Buddhas!"

Just then, a cold laugh came from behind Zhang Wei: "Buddha? Ha, those bastards, though greedy, wouldn't stoop to such clumsy tricks!"

Zhang Wei turned his head to listen: "And what are these?"

"Without seeing the true form, I can't say for sure, but there are only a few possibilities."

"Evil spirits that deceive people into believing in gods and Buddhas, some mysterious entities projecting their power from beyond the six realms, or..."

It really could be related to those big lumps!

Zhang Wei was taken aback upon hearing this.

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