Chapter 115: Digging Graves (Ending Revised) “What are you afraid of?”…
"First, the Nightmare Stone of Cangqiong Mountain was stolen, and the Wax Apple Sect and I plotted a conspiracy. Then, the identity of the demon clan was exposed, and the evidence is irrefutable. Sect Leader Jiang asked this question, but what are your doubts?"
Jiang Shutong shook his head and sighed, "That's not the case. I just thought that Immortal Yun... after returning to the mountain and knowing that his disciple had made such a big mistake, he would probably be heartbroken."
Jiang Shutong looked worried, with a frown on his face.
No one has endured more than him during this period.
First, he personally annihilated his master Jiang Lin, and now the demons have reappeared and are his benefactor again.
My thoughts were drifting away, and I was passive at every step, with no solution.
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The foot of Lianwu Mountain is full of spiritual energy, and it is a must-go place for Lianwu disciples to go down the mountain for training. In addition, when the disciples go down the mountain for inspection, the demons and evil spirits dare not act rashly.
But for some reason, in recent days, there have been rumors that there are monsters that eat people at midnight.
At first, it only sucked people's essence and souls and was found dead in the house. Later, even the body was gone and it disappeared out of thin air, leaving only bloodstains on the ground. So the rumor turned into the current monster that eats people, which is terrifying when you think about it.
The rumor spread from one person to ten and from ten to a hundred, causing panic among the people. Soon it reached the nearby Wax Apple Gate.
At that time, the wax apple incident had just passed and the country was still peaceful.
Because the former leader Jiang Lin defected to the demon clan, the trust of the people in the cultivation world in the Lianwu Sect was already in jeopardy. Now something has happened in Fengying Town. If it is not resolved in time, I am afraid that there will be chaos everywhere in the mountain, adding more evidence to Lianwu's guilt.
Therefore, as soon as he received the news, Jiang Shutong selected several disciples with high cultivation levels and ordered them to go down the mountain to eliminate the evil spirit.
Yun Wanzhou went out after Xie Wuyang, and as luck would have it, he happened to run into a few disciples who were called out discussing something.
"Fengying Town has been safe for a hundred years. Now that evil spirits are causing trouble, I don't think they are just some demonic tribe. The Sect Leader is really unlucky to order us down the mountain this time."
"Yes, yes. If we encounter a powerful enemy, it will probably take you and me quite some time, and we might even lose our lives."
"Come on, come on, you want to die but we don't. Hurry up and say 'bah, bah, bah,' Master Tiandao, these words were said by this senior brother, and have nothing to do with me."
"Now we can only pray that this evil spirit is just the people's panic and delusion, and it no longer exists." After a long sigh, the footsteps gradually faded away.
Because of Xie Wuyang's words just now, Yun Wanzhou's mind was in a mess. After hearing these words in a hurry, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he ran directly to find Jiang Shutong and asked to go down the mountain.
After hearing these words, Jiang Shutong was also shocked, with a look of surprise, "Immortal Yun wants to go to Fengying Town to exorcise the evil?"
Yun Wanzhou regretted it the moment he finished speaking, but the words were already out, so he could only bite the bullet and nod, "Exactly."
"Why does the Immortal Venerable suddenly want to go to Fengying Town?"
How could an ordinary evil spirit need Yun Wanzhou to come down the mountain in person? Jiang Shutong didn't even think about it, and subconsciously thought that he went to Fengying Town for other things and wanted to get rid of the evil spirits along the way.
Yun Wanzhou pondered this in his mind without showing any expression, then said calmly, "I was just thinking about returning to the mountain in a few days. I don't know when I'll come to Lianwu again. I recently heard that there's a magical spring in Fengying Town that can make dead trees bloom in spring, and I'd like to get a few."
"In that case, Jiang has nothing to refuse."
Seeing that Jiang Shutong didn't refuse, Yun Wanzhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he thought of something and added, "But within the barrier, I'll have to trouble Sect Leader Jiang to pay more attention."
Jiang Shutong nodded in agreement.
Only after leading several disciples out of the Lianwu Sect did Yun Wanzhou come to his senses and realize what stupid thing he had done in his impulse.
Actually, he can't be said to be stupid, it's just that he has always been strict and abides by the rules, always putting the overall situation first and rarely talking about personal matters.
Now, because of the apprentice he had raised since childhood, he had lost his mind and, without considering the overall situation, took several disciples down the mountain to eliminate the evil spirit that might not exist. It was really...
Really...
Yun Wanzhou didn't know what to say to himself for a moment.
I can only find some comfort by silently swearing in my heart that I will do such an impulsive act only this once and never again.
It only took half an incense stick of time to fly from Lianwu Gate to Fengying Town. In the blink of an eye, the houses in the village came into view.
Yun Wanzhou moved his fingertips, controlling the broken snow to gradually sink and land steadily on the ground.
The seven accompanying disciples followed closely behind.
"This village is so empty, how come there's no one here?"
"Shh, the Immortal Venerable hasn't spoken yet, why are you so anxious?"
The disciples of the immortal sects in the world of cultivation are all very familiar with Yun Wanzhou's name and deeds.
Especially when they heard that he had reached the Nascent Soul stage when he was only in his teens, they were filled with envy and regarded him as a heroic role model on the road to immortality.
Even more fortunately, by chance, they actually had the opportunity to go down the mountain with Yun Wanzhou to exorcise evil spirits and witness the majesty of the Immortal Lord. Their originally reluctant mood instantly vanished, and they were filled with joy and excitement.
Yun Wanzhou stood at the front, ignoring the whispers of the disciples behind him, and surveyed the surrounding environment with a calm expression.
Just as several disciples of the Lianwu Sect said, this village is so quiet that it is a bit eerie.
There are many stalls on the street, with goods and elixirs displayed on them. One of the vendors must have mastered some magic and summoned a barrier to cover it, but due to insufficient spiritual power, the barrier seemed to be there and not there, as if it would disappear at any time.
Most of the hard work of ordinary people is put into this.
Yun Wanzhou felt something was strange, frowned, and walked slowly along the street.
The desolate and lonely atmosphere made him think of Dashipo, and then of Xie Wuyang, and thought of their unpleasant parting in the morning and Xie Wuyang's final incomprehensible words.
Bringing up the interrogation for no reason means that he doesn't trust himself or doesn't trust him?
As he thought about it, Yun Wanzhou felt a little restless and couldn't help but quicken his pace.
A gust of wind suddenly blew from somewhere, stirring up the dust that had not been swept away. Several disciples behind him complained and tried their best to keep their voices down, for fear that Yun Wanzhou would hear them.
But they forgot that Yun Wanzhou was in the Mahayana stage, and his hearing was beyond ordinary people. He heard every word of the complaints, even those as small as mosquitoes.
"I almost died in the secret realm not long ago, and today I was sent to this godforsaken place. I must be so unlucky!"
"Fortunately, it is Immortal Master Yun who is leading us today. If everything goes smoothly, we should be able to return earlier than expected."
"I'm thinking about the jujube flower cake made by the chef in the kitchen." As the disciple said this, his stomach grumbled, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
Yun Wanzhou walked silently in front and listened, his back straight and independent, like a point separated from the jungle, isolated and yet attracting attention.
Suddenly, the disciple behind him mentioned him, "Why didn't Immortal Yun take fellow Immortals Xie and Fu with him when he traveled?"
"I heard that the Immortal Venerable's eldest disciple has been weak since childhood and rarely goes down the mountain to train. I think this is also the reason why he came this time?"
"What about Xianyou Xie?"
Nobody knows.
The disciples were silent for a while. Someone mustered up the courage to rush forward and stand beside Yun Wanzhou. "Immortal Venerable, we are all a little curious. Can you tell us?"
Compared with summer light, the winter light is less scorching than the sun, and is replaced by a warm yellow light, shining on Yun Wanzhou's face. Half of his face is bathed in the light, and his face is delicate and indifferent, like an immortal who is about to ascend to heaven.
After the disciple finished speaking, he realized the abruptness of his words and scratched his head in embarrassment.
Somehow, the first time I was so close to Yun Wanzhou, I didn't feel the chilling feeling that was rumored to be there. He was just like an ordinary elder who didn't like to talk. Although he was not easy to approach, he was not so aloof.
Yun Wanzhou concentrated his thoughts and it took him a while to realize that these words were spoken to him.
"I was in a hurry today and didn't make it in time."
The answer was casual, half true, half false, but the disciple believed it and retreated happily, raising his eyebrows at the other disciples who were smug.
Fengying Town is full of spiritual energy, and with the support of the Lianwu Sect, there are many villages, and the people are often overcrowded.
Now, the situation is different. As the town is almost at the end, there is not a single person in sight. It is really thought-provoking.
If we continue to search blindly like this, it will take who knows how long to find any clues. It is better to take the initiative and ask what exactly happened here so that they can "prescribe the right medicine."
Thinking of this, Yun Wanzhou paused, gathered spiritual power at his fingertips, and drew two strokes in the air.
"What's this?"
"It looks like an amplified note." The disciples behind him whispered.
The moment the spiritual power was withdrawn from the fingertips, the light drawn along the way turned into golden light, shining brightly.
Yun Wanzhou opened his lips slightly, his voice clear and sharp, "We have received orders from Sect Leader Lianwu to come here to eradicate the evil spirits. If anyone has heard, please come forward and explain your reasons, so that the people of Fengying Town can have peace."
The talismans in the air rose and fell, and the spiritual light flickered and circled around, spreading Yun Wanzhou's words to every corner of Fengying Town.
Not long after, a creaking sound was heard from not far away. Someone pushed open the door and quietly poked half of their head out, looking at the group with a slightly hesitant look, "Are you really here to exorcise the evil spirit for us?"
The disciple behind him stepped forward and bowed, "I am Feng Yin, a disciple of Elder Guo from the Lotus Mist Sect. I have come here on the orders of the Sect Master to exorcise the evil spirits."
After saying that, Feng Yin took out the token hanging from his waist, raised it to the person in front of him, and patiently explained, "This is the token of a disciple of the Lianwu Sect. If you don't believe me, you can take a look."
The middle-aged man looked hesitant, as if he was weighing the pros and cons. In the end, he closed his eyes, made up his mind, walked out of the house, and came in front of Feng Yin.
The people of Fengying Town knew the Wax Mist Sect's token. The middle-aged man took a closer look, then looked up with an agitated expression. He plopped down on the ground and said, "I am the mayor, Yin Huo. I beg the immortals to save Fengying Town!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a staggered sound of doors being pushed open. All the doors that had been closed just now were pushed open. Men, women, old and young heard the sound and came out of their homes one after another. They knelt on the ground and said, "Please, immortal, save our lives."
There are many people in Fengying Town, and they have been doing business here for generations. Even if there are evil spirits, few people leave.
After several days, we finally waited for the immortal gate to come and support us.
People were crowded together, kneeling on the ground, as if they were worshipping some living god.
Feng Yin felt a little embarrassed by being kneeled down, so he stepped forward to help the village chief up, and raised his hand to the people in front of him, "Protecting the people is the duty of us disciples of the immortal sect. There is no need for you to do this. Hurry up and get up."
"Did the Immortal Master promise to save us?" Someone raised his head and asked cautiously.
Feng Yin nodded quickly, "Of course."
As soon as the words fell, a cry erupted from the crowd, choking and sobbing miserably, "Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal! Immortal, may you have great blessings and great fortune, and you will surely ascend to heaven and attain enlightenment soon!"
Well...it doesn't have to be like this.
Feng Yin's smile froze and he silently glanced at Yun Wanzhou beside him.
The one who should really ascend is the one next to him.
"Xianzun, what do you think we should do?"
Afraid that the people would blame him for their ignorance of language, Feng Yin quietly changed the subject and directed the incident to Yun Wanzhou.
Yun Wanzhou frowned slightly, as if lost in thought, as if he hadn't heard the words uttered by the people amidst their cries. Suddenly, he looked up at the mayor, Yin Huo, and asked, "When did these strange things in the village begin?"
Yin Huo sighed, looking worried, "Seven days ago."
Yun Wanzhou asked again, "Where are the bodies of the civilians we found earlier?"
"At first, there were, but then, for some reason, the monster even left the corpses, leaving only pools of blood."
"Not a single one left?" Yun Wanzhou frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the village chief shivered with fear.
"Yes... they must be buried in peace." The village chief spoke carefully, but when he saw Yun Wanzhou's unfriendly expression, he changed his words in a hurry, "But if the relatives of the deceased agree, we may dig up the grave!"
Feng Yin was a little embarrassed, "The dead are the most important. If I dig up the grave, will it be..."
Yun Wanzhou said coldly, "Dig."
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Because of the evil spirits, the townspeople were afraid that leaving the bodies behind would pose a hidden danger, so they buried them all in a forest outside Fengyin Town.
After consulting the deceased's relatives, Yin Huo led a group of people through the woods for a long time before they vaguely saw the location of the grave.
"My fellow immortals, this is the place." Yin Huo pointed ahead.
Yun Wanzhou walked straight past him and walked forward, Feng Yin following closely behind. After taking only two steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "Village Chief Yin, aren't you coming with us?"
Yin Huo waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no. I..." His legs trembled twice, "I'm scared..."
"But is there any other hidden story?" Feng Yin asked.
"You may not know, Immortal, because this monster often appears at midnight, very few people have ever seen what it looks like. Unfortunately, I have seen it before..."
"Then why didn't you say it just now?" Feng Yin frowned, his expression filled with suspicion.
"I'm the mayor, and the people of this town are already in a state of panic. That monster looks terrifying, and if someone exaggerates the story and spreads it to the people, I'm afraid it will cause even greater panic."
"You're quite thoughtful, Mayor." One of the Lianwu disciples glanced at him twice, then suddenly raised his hand and threw a talisman paper, sticking it on Yin Huo's shoulder. He swung his sword and smiled, narrowing his eyes. "In that case, Mayor Yin might not be able to leave."
"What do you mean, Immortal?" Yin Huo widened his eyes. His feet felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move at all.
"I'm sorry, Mayor Yin," Feng Yin explained apologetically, "The other immortals and I are not familiar with that monster yet. Once we dig up the body, we may have many questions for the village chief."
Yun Wanzhou didn't say anything. He turned his back to them and rubbed the soil on the grave.
"Go dig."
"Yes, Immortal Venerable."
Feng Yin waved his hand and gathered all the disciples. Some drew talismans, some cast spells. Soon, they dug up the coffin buried deep underground.
"This is the place." Disciple Lianwu's face lit up with joy, and he put the unused talisman paper in his hand back into his waist.
Ordinary people could not afford good quality wood, so the surface of the coffin in the pit was uneven and full of holes, but no one knew how much effort the family had put into it.
Feng Yin swung his sword and was about to lift the coffin lid when Yin Huo's voice came from behind him: "Wait a minute, Immortal."
Feng Yin frowned hungrily, impatience flickering between his brows. He suppressed his anger for a long moment, "What else does the mayor want to say?"
Yin Huo shrank his neck and said cautiously, "I just suddenly remembered that the bodies were in bad shape, and I was afraid of disturbing the immortal, so I warned you."
Feng Yin said calmly, "It's okay."
As disciples of the immortal sect, we have seen countless monsters and evil spirits, so how could we be frightened by a mere disfigurement?
After saying that, Feng Yin raised his sword again and nodded to the disciples on both sides, "Open the coffin."
The accident happened in an instant.
Just as several disciples were inserting spiritual weapons into the gap of the coffin and exerting force together, a few rustling sounds suddenly came from the forest.
Yun Wanzhou's ears moved slightly and he looked in the direction of the sound.
Several vines appeared out of nowhere, winding endlessly, and their heads swayed as they climbed along the ankles of several people, ready to move.
Yun Wanzhou's expression suddenly changed. He swung his Snow-Breaking Sword and released a long streak of sword energy, severing several vines in half. "Be careful, there's a trap here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the broken vines remaining on the ankles of several people suddenly tightened and pieced together again.
Yun Wanzhou's expression turned somewhat ugly. After swinging his sword to cut it off, he remembered Yin Huo behind him and immediately turned around.
At the same time, his feet tightened, and the vines came back to life, pulling him to the ground.
The dream is so long, as if it were from another world.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands were pulling Yun Wanzhou's body slowly down, passing through the years and bringing him back to his hometown.
A voice asked him.
"What are you afraid of?"
Yun Wanzhou was in a trance, thinking obediently.
What are you afraid of?
It seems not.
"What about Qiongrao's death?"
"Afraid."
"What about ascending to transcend the tribulation?"
"Afraid."
"Why don't you turn off the lights when you sleep?"
"Afraid."
The voice paused, then asked, "Why are you afraid?"
Yun Wanzhou's consciousness became clear for a moment, as if he wanted to break free from the restraints, but in just a short moment, he fell into silence again.
There was a noisy sound in my ears, sometimes distant and sometimes vague, and the young voice was full of malice and ridicule.
"Hey, isn't this the Immortal Venerable's disciple? Why are you so honored to come here today, to the place where we outer disciples are practicing?"
"Let's stay away from him. I heard that last time an outer disciple provoked him, he was reported to the Immortal Venerable Qiongrao and was severely punished."
"What are you afraid of? I'm here today to get rid of this disaster!"
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