Whose heretical cultivator relies on a rich woman to attain enlightenment?

Inside Jingnan City, dark clouds gathered, and a storm was brewing.

Many residents near Sweetwater Street hung red lanterns at their doorsteps, creating a beautiful scene as they looked out from afar.

The girls chattered away. Some were heavily made up, their faces radiating experience, while others seemed innocent and naive, like virtuous young girls who had never seen the world. But what they all had in common was their practiced skill in pulling customers into the building.

After all, the inconvenience of going home in heavy rain is the best excuse to persuade guests to stay overnight.

The sound of horses' hooves was constant, and elegantly dressed gentlemen also came here in carriages to enjoy themselves. Occasionally, one could even see people dressed in the official robes of the Demon Suppression Bureau sneaking out with lewd smiles on their faces.

In this brightly lit and bustling place, a woman dressed in fairly elegant clothes was carrying a burlap sack and walked through Sweetwater Street like a thief, looking completely out of place.

Tick.

Bright red blood dripped down the sack, and just then a drop of rain fell from the sky.

The rain intensified, and the woman did not enter the brothel's backyard as usual. Instead, she turned left and right through the alleyways and finally arrived at a latrine with strange talismans pasted on it.

creak-

Gently push it open.

The dimly lit room was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and there weren't even any windows. It was extremely damp and filled with a chilling atmosphere. The woman groped her way to a familiar spot, and then seemed to stop when she bumped into something.

She took out a tinderbox from her sleeve, and placed it in front of her a wooden bucket filled with sand and soil. She put the tinderbox into the bucket.

There was a corpse buried inside the barrel!

"Baby, Mommy's here to see you. Don't blame me for being late, right? Look, Mommy brought you some nice things again today."

The woman showed no fear on her face, but instead wore a kind smile.

Only the head and limbs of the corpse were exposed, and it was deliberately arranged in a position with the limbs facing upwards.

His body was covered in stitches, with at least six or seven stitches on his head alone, and his limbs were also covered in wounds. In particular, there was a very conspicuous scar from his chest to his neck. His miserable state was exactly the same as the demonic energy incident that broke out in the city some time ago.

Just a few days ago, a war between demons broke out outside the pass, and even Jingnan City was affected. Many corpse carriers were infected by demonic energy while moving and burying corpses, resulting in tragedy.

Later, the Demon Suppression Division properly resettled all the nearby residents and even gathered all the corpses for a unified search, intending to burn them all together to leave no opportunity for demons, but...

They still underestimated the madness of a mother.

Before the site was completely sealed off, she dragged her son's crippled body here and searched everywhere for a master to help her. In the end, she actually found a hermit who called himself "Lianxuzi" near the city gate.

As instructed, to bring the dead back to life, the body must be mended, and a place where the sun never shines, where the air is always dark, where the corpse's aura is foul, and where resentment fills the sky must be found. The body must be placed in a coffin made of ebony and fed with the blood of crows every day.

Ten days have passed since then.

"Back when my mother was the top courtesan at the Drunken Spring Brothel, she saw many people being beaten to death in the streets."

"Some were disobedient, some were unwilling to serve customers, and some couldn't afford to pay. In short, after they were killed, they were all dragged here, and after a few days, someone would take the bodies away."

"I never thought it would actually come in handy. Here, try your mother's cooking."

The woman's name was Cuiying. Few young people knew her name; they only knew that she was a somewhat beautiful madam at Zuichunlou.

However, older patrons would be very familiar with her, after all, she was a well-known top courtesan twenty years ago. Even though she hadn't slept for several days and looked extremely haggard, it couldn't hide her innate charm.

Yet this elegant woman opened the burlap sack and poured out the carcasses of more than a dozen crows.

Without changing his expression or his smile, he snapped the crow's neck, letting its crimson blood fill the small bowl.

I picked up the spoon and carefully fed my son a spoonful.

His eyes widened instantly!

It wasn't a bluebird, but a dead body buried in a wooden barrel.

Its eyes, with no pupils, filled their sockets, making it look extremely ferocious. The sand and gravel covering its body trembled violently. If it weren't for the talisman on its forehead, it would probably have already broken out of the coffin by now.

"Son, do you like this?"

Her eyes showed no fear of demons, only doting love for her child. She fed him another mouthful of crow's blood, and the corpse struggled more and more violently. Cuiying also began to talk to herself.

"It still depends on the experts from outside the pass who have a solution."

"Those useless people from the Demon Suppression Bureau collect exorbitant taxes every day, eating our food and using our resources, but they have absolutely no skills. They even managed to bring demons into the city. If it weren't for my quick reflexes, I would have been burned to ashes by the Demon Suppression Bureau long ago."

"I remember what that master said again."

"Yin blood, yes, yes, you need to have intercourse with women who have abundant yin energy. Wait, I'll go find a few for you..."

Seeing her dead son begin to recover, Cuiying was overjoyed, completely unaware that she was being used as a pawn by the so-called "reclusive master." In her eyes, anyone who could save her child was a miracle doctor.

The room returned to its dimness, with only the creaking of the ebony wood.

He walked quickly toward the familiar brothel, but was stopped by several laughing girls as soon as he reached the entrance.

"Mother Green Oriole is back."

My body trembled.

She noticed that lately, she seemed to be frightened by anyone who spoke to her. A group of young, innocent girls walked over, chatting and laughing.

"Why haven't you come to the building these past few days? Several gentlemen who know you well have been thinking of you."

"Many gentlemen only come to Zuichunlou to enjoy themselves because of you. Look, yesterday when we were having sex, Manager Zhao from East Street was still talking about your 'ants climbing a tree' technique."

"A rather handsome young man passed by half an hour ago. He looked very young~ Of course, not as young as the young master, hehe."

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen your young master lately. If I count on my fingers, he's sixteen by now, isn't he?"

"When are you bringing him over so the ladies can have a taste? We'll deflower the young master, and I'll even pay two taels of silver for it, hehehe~"

This is the acceptable level of conversation among women of the night.

In the past, Cuiying would have laughed and scolded them for being too good for her son, because in her eyes, these sluts were not worthy of her precious son. But today, she was clearly acting strangely.

"You two don't know how to keep your mouths shut, but considering your age, it seems like it's about time."

"Really?"

The girls' eyes lit up immediately.

All the girls and waiters working at Zuichunlou knew that although Cuiying was the madam, she had a good personality and rarely made things difficult for her girls. The only problem she had was that she spoiled her son too much.

"What's that smell? It's fishy and pungent."

A girl seemed to have smelled something, covered her mouth and nose and fanned herself vigorously, her expression full of disgust.

The girls covered their noses, but still chatted and laughed as they followed behind Cuiying's mother...