The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

"It all started with you."

All eyes turned to them instantly, their gazes a mixture of envy, jealousy, and eager urging.

Under the intense gaze of the crowd, the male deacon possessed by Bai Xiaoxiao slowly took a step forward.

His movements were somewhat stiff, but he walked with unusual determination towards the center of the long table.

He approached the silver platter, slowly bent down, and stretched out his hands.

However, he did not tear the baby's flesh directly as everyone expected.

To the astonishment of the bishop and Lina, he gently and tenderly lifted the scarlet infant from the cold silver tray, holding it carefully in his arms.

The baby stirred slightly in his arms, letting out a barely audible whimper.

"you……"

The bishop frowned, his aged face showing clear displeasure and confusion:

"Deacon John, what are you doing?"

"The Lord's Supper must be shared; how can you have it all to yourself?"

The voice that answered him was not that of Deacon John.

Instead, it has a red eye.

Crimson red like blood, cold and merciless.

[Borrowing Yuan Zhenmu]!

The tangible, blood-red gazes, like real chains, burst forth instantly and spread wildly in all directions!

"Ugh!"

Lina, the butler who was closest to the scene, was the first to be hit. She only had time to let out a short scream before her eyes went blank and her movements froze.

The next second, she turned around abruptly, her face still showing horror, but her body moved uncontrollably toward another male deacon beside her, her hands gripping his neck tightly.

"Lina! Are you crazy?!"

The male butler, who was being choked, struggled in terror.

But at this moment, the blood-red gaze spread like a plague.

One after another, bloodshot eyes appeared on the foreheads of the clergy, their gazes becoming empty and ferocious.

They roared and, like marionettes, frantically lunged at their uncontrolled companions.

Knives, candlesticks, heavy Bibles... everything within reach became a weapon.

"Monsters! They are monsters!"

"Lord! Save us!"

"Let me go! Ahhh!"

Screams, curses, cries, the sound of breaking objects, the crackling of flames...

A cacophony of sounds broke through the thick stone walls of the orphanage, echoing in the quiet night sky of the provincial capital.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the orphanage, in the nursery specifically for taking in infants.

This place is like a completely different world from the crazy and bloody dining hall.

The huge room was filled with dozens of simple wooden beds, each with a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes.

Several oil lamps with a pungent odor were lit inside, casting a dim light.

Most of the children fell asleep under the influence of the medicine, with only one or two faint cries that quickly faded into silence.

Two figures moved silently between the wooden beds.

"Has everything been taken care of?"

A deep, hoarse voice, with an obviously inhuman quality, rang out.

The speaker was a short, stout figure with broad shoulders and a thick waist, wearing an ill-fitting, oversized cloth robe.

In the dim, flickering light, one could vaguely see that his exposed skin had an unnatural bluish-gray tint.

It was a corpse in the Nirvana Realm.

"Don't worry, brother."

The person who answered him was a tall, thin figure wearing a strange wooden mask with a distorted, crying face. His voice came through the mask and sounded somewhat muffled.

"A calming talisman has already been cast,"

The tall, thin man known as "Muliang" lowered his voice, a hint of smugness in his tone.

"The dosage is sufficient; it's enough to keep these little ones sleeping soundly until dawn tomorrow."

"I guarantee there won't be a single sound."

"What kind of communion are the foreigners eating today? Some believers may have been bewitched by me."

The "elder brother's" gaze swept over the empty cribs, and he cursed under his breath:

"A bunch of foreign devils...what a waste of talent."

"Do you understand what you're eating? Just eat!"

Chapter 20 Is this even human?

Looking at the vibrant scene before him, a look of joy spread across his face, and even his voice became a little lighter:

"Muliang, we've really struck gold this time."

Transport all these top-quality 'materials' back to the sect... Hehe, I wonder how much reward I'll get!

Mu Liang nodded repeatedly, his eyes behind the mask shining with anticipation.

Initially, he only heard about the frequent disappearances of babies in the church when he was passing through the provincial capital.

As a fellow Nirvana Corpse, he instinctively assumed that he had encountered a fellow practitioner who did not know the rules.

They dared to so brazenly seize "blood offerings" in such a prosperous place as the provincial capital, and on foreigners' territory.

Out of kinship, Mu Liang decided to meet this "brother" he had never met before.

I also reminded the other party to tone it down and not to make a big fuss, lest they attract the attention of those seeking the Dharma.

However, as the investigation continued, they did not find the corpse, but instead stumbled upon the secret of this group of foreigners' "Holy Communion".

Mu Liang laughed at that moment.

He immediately contacted his "elder brother" who was wandering around.

After discussing it, the two of them both felt it was an opportunity.

So they performed some "miracles".

Coupled with the alluring promises of "immortality" and "transcendence," they easily turned this place into their canteen.

These bewitched mortals were responsible for collecting, screening, and even "processing" infants, while the two brothers only needed to come and collect the "results" periodically.

It's worry-free, effortless, and safe.

Under coercion and enticement from those foreigners, they dared not report it to the authorities.

The two brothers thoroughly enjoyed their meal.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long.

For some reason, the sect has recently started forcibly summoning all its wandering disciples back to the sect.

Mu Liang and his "elder brother" also received strict orders and had to prepare to evacuate.

This last vote, of course, needs to be executed flawlessly.

Mu Liang bent down and dragged out two bulging burlap sacks from the corner, and then took out more than a dozen specially made narrow wooden boxes.

The "elder brother" squatted down and skillfully stuffed the child into the wooden box, then put the wooden box into a burlap sack.

"Mu Liang,"

The older brother pretended to be nonchalant while saying this without turning his head.

"You've done a great service this time. When we return to the sect, you'll be well rewarded."

Mu Liang slowly shook his head, his voice coming through the mask:

"It's all thanks to my elder brother's good upbringing; I'm just running errands."

He handed over another wooden box, but his tone betrayed a hint of worry:

"But elder brother..."

Will taking so many with us at once cause too much of a commotion?

This is, after all, the provincial capital. With so many people disappearing all at once, those foreigners probably can't keep track of them.

In case they investigate...

"What are you afraid of?"

The "elder brother" chuckled and, without stopping, stuffed another infant into the wooden box.

"This is simple."

Wasn't that old bishop who led the group dreaming of becoming one of us, a Nirvana being, and achieving 'eternal life'?

He raised his head, a cruel glint flashing in his cloudy eyes:

"Tonight, we'll grant his wish and turn him into a mindless corpse. And then..."

He pointed towards the dining hall, where he could vaguely hear chaotic sounds and see faint flames.

"Light another fire and burn this place down completely."

Even if someone were to investigate, they would be burned to death, leaving no evidence, and there would be a crazed cannibalistic bishop at the scene.

They want to trace it back to us?

He grinned, revealing sharp, white teeth: