Chapter 64: Human Face Ulcers
"You, don't move. If you take another step closer, I'll kill him."
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At the back door, Chen Qing spat out blood with a "wow", but fortunately she finally broke through the acupoints. She staggered forward and tore off the talisman on Liu Jiuyue's back.
After regaining his freedom, Liu Jiuyue immediately raised his sword and slashed at Bai Shuisha in the building. When the sword was only an inch away from Bai Shuisha's face, it suddenly stopped.
Bai Shuisha shook his head in disapproval, withdrew his hand, looked at Liu Wanxiu who was crying in his arms, and said, "You should know that being soft-hearted has been a taboo since ancient times, not to mention it's just a soul. If it's gone, it's gone." He said it lightly, but there was no intention of letting go of Liu Wanxiu as a shield.
The Happy Funeral Demon glanced sideways, a glint of contempt in his eyes. "After all, he is a man who values friendship and loyalty."
Bai Shuisha flew forward carrying Liu Wanxiu's soul and stood beside Xisangyao.
The situation was temporarily divided into two opposing sides, with a stalemate.
The Happy Funeral Demon looked at Liu's mother not far away, the corners of his lips curving wider. "Now that you're here, I don't have to go looking for you. Now it's time to settle our accounts."
Mother Liu's lips gradually turned pale, and she was in great confusion. But when she saw the child in the young man's hands, she felt a little strength in her heart to support her and prevent her from falling to the ground.
"Don't you want a daughter? Come here." The Happy Funeral Demon ordered.
Mother Liu dragged her weak legs and moved towards her step by step.
"Changfeng, look, the beast can actually walk." The happy funeral demon bent over and laughed.
Bai Shuisha lowered his eyes to look at her, raised his lips slightly, "Beasts shouldn't walk, they should crawl." He tightened his grip a little, and Liu Wanxiu immediately let out a painful moan.
Liu's mother immediately knelt down with red eyes and walked with her knees straight.
However, the imagined pleasure did not come. The more embarrassed Liu's mother became because of her daughter, the more unhappy Xisangyao felt, so the curve of her lips slowly flattened.
Bai Shuisha caught on to this and asked, "Are you unhappy?"
These words seemed to ignite the anger in Xisangyao's heart. She slapped Baishuisha in the face, "I'm happy, I'm so happy! Who allowed you to guess my emotions?"
This time, Bai Shuisha didn't follow her like before. Instead, he stared into her dark eyes and repeated, "You are not happy."
Upon hearing this, Xisangyao slapped Baishuisha again, and Baishuisha's head was tilted. In his eyes, Xisangyao was undoubtedly trying to cover up his crime.
This time he said with certainty, "You are not happy."
The Happy Funeral Demon was too lazy to argue with him, and instead bent down to look at the woman who was crawling on the ground without any dignity.
When Liu's mother saw a familiar face approaching, her face trembled.
The Happy Funeral Demon asked, "Do you want to save your daughter?"
Mother Liu nodded heavily.
"Then you die, and I will let your daughter go."
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu's mother suddenly ran towards Li Daoxuan, her target being the sword hanging in his hand.
Li Daoxuan's face was gloomy as he kicked her hard in the chest, kicking her back. "If you want to die, go away and die. Don't dirty my sword."
Mother Liu fell heavily to the ground after being kicked, but the desire to commit suicide did not dissipate at all. She looked around and her eyes fell on a sword that someone had left on the ground. She crawled over with her heavy body.
However, just before her hand was about to touch the hilt of the sword, a red embroidered shoe crushed her hand hard.
Mother Liu cried out in pain.
The Happy Funeral Demon threw the hostage in his hand to Bai Shui Sha and stepped forward to step on Liu's mother.
Bai Shuisha took the person and said, "Everyone, please behave yourself. My Ranran is merely settling a family feud. If anyone wields a sword, knife, or talisman improperly, I have no idea how long this young man in my care can survive."
This statement successfully dispelled the thoughts of Li Daoxuan and others.
Li Daoxuan stared at the person in Bai Shuisha's hand and took a step back.
Seeing this, Bai Shuisha smiled with satisfaction.
"Why don't you beg for mercy? Are you willing to die for her?!" The Happy Funeral Demon said angrily as he stepped on the man.
Mother Liu burst into tears. She looked up at the Happy Funeral Demon with difficulty and finally uttered the first words of begging for mercy, but not for herself: "Please, please let Wanwan go. She is also your sister. Please let her go. I am willing to die to atone for my sins."
"Let my sister go? Ha! Then let me ask you, who am I?" The Happy Funeral Demon said coldly.
"..." Mother Liu opened her mouth, but was at a loss for a moment. She couldn't even call the person in front of her by name.
"Didn't you say she was my sister? Then tell me, who am I?"
"A Chou..."
"No!" She slapped Liu's mother hard.
Mother Liu remembered that the young man in white was called the Funeral-Happy Demon Ranran, and she also said, "Ranran..."
The Happy Funeral Demon laughed so hard that tears came out. She grabbed Liu's mother by the collar and pulled her up, saying, "You still don't know my name after all these years. That's right, you never gave me a decent name. I am your daughter, mother—"
Mother Liu shook her head subconsciously, "No——" She caught a glimpse of Liu Wanxiu in Bai Shuisha's hands, and nodded instead, "Yes, yes, daughter, you are my daughter, please let your sister go, okay?"
Seeing that she kept talking about Liu Wanxiu, Xisangyao became even more angry. She let go of Liu's mother and stood up. She stretched out her five fingers and immediately grabbed Liu Wanxiu.
Perhaps she felt that the Happy Funeral Demon was familiar, so Liu Wanxiu hugged her elder sister's arm and stopped crying instantly. She only hiccuped and sobbed. Tired of crying, she wanted to snuggle into the Happy Funeral Demon's arms to seek comfort, but she saw that her elder sister, who had always looked gentle, suddenly changed her expression and pulled her out of her arms.
Liu Wanxiu didn't understand what was going on and said, "Sister."
"I'm not your sister!" The Happy Funeral Demon roared at her with a ferocious look on his face.
Liu Wanxiu was frightened and started crying again.
Mother Liu's heart ached. She cried and asked, "What do you want? I've done everything you said. What do you want in exchange for letting my daughter go?"
She chuckled softly, "Of course. Let's peel off your hypocritical face and let the world see what kind of mess you're hiding underneath."
The happy funeral demon slowly lifted up his sleeves and put his wrist in front of Liu's mother. Unexpectedly, Liu's mother seemed to be stimulated by the stress, and she screamed and stepped back with her head in her hands.
Looking closely, her wrist was smooth and there was nothing on it, which made people wonder why Liu's mother reacted like that.
Chen Qing and Li Daoxuan already had a rough idea in their minds. They were afraid that there had been something growing on that wrist, something that Liu's mother was afraid of and that the world was afraid of.
However, when a person dies, his soul leaves the body, and the soul gathers resentment and turns into a big monster. All traces of the growths and injuries on the body are left on the corpse, and the monster body has long been complete.
The happy funeral demon admired her clean wrist for a moment, and her eyes suddenly turned red. On her arm, more than a dozen tumors as big as copper coins slowly emerged.
What was surprising was that the tumor looked like a human face, with all the five human features: eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. From a distance, it looked like a baby crying with its eyes closed and mouth open, with its facial features squeezed into a ball. The arms of the Happy Funeral Demon were densely covered with these features.
Chen Qing looked at the string of things in Xisangyao's hand and thought to herself, "So that's it, so that's it." She looked at Liu's mother, then at Xisangyao, and felt that it was extremely absurd. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The Youyang Zazu records that the eminent monk Wuda developed a human-faced sore on his knee. People believed it was the result of his past life's enemies seeking revenge for his lack of virtue. Later, the compassionate Venerable Kanaka washed away the sore's accumulated sins with the water of Samadhi Dharma, thus ending the entanglement between him and Wuda. After the sore's recovery, the Master composed a three-volume repentance text, the "Compassionate Samadhi Water Repentance."
From then on, people regarded facial sores as an ominous sign, the fruit of sin, and that they would bring catastrophic disaster to the area within a few miles.
If a person with a facial sore appears in someone's family, it means that this person and his family have committed serious sins in past lives, and the heaven is furious, so he has caused this person to have a facial sore. Therefore, his family should be burned at the stake to appease the heaven's wrath.
The culprit that indirectly caused the tragic deaths of her entire Shen family was actually a few tumors that looked like human faces.
If it weren't for them, perhaps the Happy Funeral Demon wouldn't have been born. She might have been just an ordinary, married woman from the Liu family, instead of a terrifying demon that committed countless evil deeds.
Seeing her grim expression, Li Daoxuan thought she was frightened and said sarcastically in her ear, "Just now, you acted so righteous in front of your senior brother, even going through the formation alone and pretending to die without you being afraid. How come you've become like this after seeing a few tumors?"
Chen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and a thick shadow was cast, making it difficult to discern the emotions in her pupils. She only said, "You will definitely take action, won't you?"
As long as Liulixin was still there, Li Daoxuan would never let her die. Therefore, when Chen Qing broke into the formation alone, he had to take action.
Chen Qing calculated this precisely, so he dared to act out that selfless act in front of Liu Jiuyue.
She wouldn't put herself in danger for a mere soul; after all, she was a selfish villain. Furthermore, it was hard not to feel resentful when Liu Wanxiu kept calling the person she hated most "sister."
Her senior brother was so kind and soft-hearted. What would he do if he knew that his most beloved sister was such a selfish person?
"Also, I'm not afraid. I'm just wondering, is there really someone in this world who would abandon their own daughter, or even take her life, just because of a rumor or a few strange tumors?"
Li Daoxuan curled his lips. "How can it be impossible? The human heart is unpredictable. There may be fools who disregard family affection to avoid disaster. But there are also loving parents who protect their children with deep love even in the face of difficulties."
"At that time, the saint who was still a prince killed all his brothers in order to ascend to the supreme throne, and the air was filled with blood. Can you see that he cared about blood ties?" More than 20 years later, Emperor Jingren was still the benevolent emperor of all ages praised by everyone in the world.
Chen Qing's eyelids twitched, surprised that he dared to bring the secret to her without any reservation. But then she thought, wasn't Li Daoxuan just like that? He had no respect for discipline and acted recklessly.
Their attention turned to the Happy Funeral Demon.
The Happy Funeral Demon raised his arm and said to the people present, "When demons and evildoers commit evil, Dongshan Temple and Xuanji Pavilion will intervene to seek justice for ordinary people. When ordinary people commit evil, the government and the Dali Temple will handle it. But this evildoer is from the Dali Temple and is hiding very well. Who should seek justice for the victim?"
No one answered for a moment.
The Happy Funeral Demon lowered her eyes and looked at Liu's mother lying on the ground and said, "Of course, get it back yourself." She stood there for a long time without taking any further action.
Bai Shuisha's brows were gloomy. He had a natural murderous intent towards anything that could affect Ranran's mood. Only when these things died, would his and Ranran's world be peaceful.
Only he is worthy of Ran Ran's emotions, no one else can...
He said, "Ranran, you are here for revenge. Only by killing them can it be considered revenge. What are you still hesitating about?"
The Happy Funeral Demon touched his lips with one finger, "Hush, kill her in one breath, and the pain I inflicted on you and me will be nothing."
She turned to Liu's mother and said, "You seem to hate this thing, but it was given to me by you. I've been carrying it since I came out of your belly. It's clearly your fault, so how can you blame me?" She smiled and said, "How about I return it to you now?"
Mother Liu's eyes widened and she stepped back in fear, "No, no! I don't want it!" After several days of worry and anxiety, and several consecutive stimulations, and perhaps the fear, regret and other emotions that had accumulated in her heart for more than 20 years, Mother Liu had never had a good night's sleep so far. At this moment, she was half crazy.
The happy funeral demon breathed out a breath of resentment, and the black resentment surrounded Liu's mother and penetrated into her skin all over her body.
Mother Liu felt extremely itchy all over her body. She couldn't help scratching her skin hard, and soon several blood marks appeared on the back of her hands and neck.
What makes people's hair stand on end is that on Liu's mother's face, neck, back of hands, and any place visible to the naked eye, there are densely packed human-faced sores, some as big as soybeans, some as big as copper coins, all piled up on the skin.
One tumor was scratched by Liu's mother, and the rest of the hundreds of people with facial sores opened their mouths wide and cried out in unison: "Wow——"
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