Chapter 179 I am the Immaculate Buddha

Yang He didn’t understand why the old detective asked this question.

“Not sick.”

“That’s fine. I don’t think you look sick.”

The old detective breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was afraid of disturbing Lishan Laomu. “Lishan Laomu is only responsible for smallpox. If she finds different symptoms, the immortal will not be happy. It’s fine as long as there is no disease.”

Yang He was not worried about getting sick. With the plague-infected immortal body in his body, it would be difficult for him to get sick even if Lu Yue were still alive.

“Sir, I’m going upstairs.”

“No matter what noise you hear, don’t leave the room. Tomorrow morning, I will personally take you out of Xianghuo Town through the small path.”

“Thank you, sir.”

The old detective watched Yang He disappear down the stairs.

Not long after, four old men came to the teahouse, their bodies covered with scars from smallpox infection. The old constable called them temple priests.

The temple keeper was busy in the hall, and the old constable stood respectfully by his side.

Each large vat has a shrine to the Mother of Mount Li.

The clay statue inside is lifelike, depicting an old woman wearing a phoenix crown, gorgeous fairy clothes, holding a fairy staff, and stepping on auspicious clouds.

Yang He vaguely remembered that the Mother of Lishan sat very close to the front in the Nuwa Palace.

“Mother Lishan, no disease, no disaster, no disease, no disaster!”

After the old constable finished chanting the name of the Mother of Mount Li, he solemnly took out the incense and inserted it into the incense burner of each shrine.

While the few people were talking, the old detective hesitated and did not tell them about Yang He’s existence.

No outsiders are allowed to enter Xianghuo Town unless they have a serious illness.

The incense is lit and the refreshing fragrance fills the air.

“kindness?”

Yang He stopped in front of the door of the wing room, brows furrowed.

The smell of incense was all too familiar. It was clearly the incense sticks used to burn the pupil ghosts when practicing the Three Heavens Miaowei Heavenly Eye.

“What a mess! How could something from Buddhism end up in Xianghuo Town?”

Yang He’s spiritual vision is growing faster and faster.

He pushed open the door of the nearest wing. The furniture inside was covered with a layer of dust, and the tea sets on the table were placed haphazardly. It was obvious that the people were unable to react in time when Xianghuo Town encountered disaster.

Yang He did not dare to be negligent, even though the situation was under control.

“Kuroko.”

The black cat breathed nervously, and then spit out a dozen dried human heads.

The human head was naturally provided by Yu Zheng. It was the raw material for refining the human head Taoist talisman, and it was also the top-quality material for setting up the living stake.

The ghost hand grabbed the human head and used its ability to blur its shape to embed it into the wall.

Yang He sat in the center, acting as the centerpiece of the formation.

Suddenly, faint spiritual patterns appeared, corpse spots were everywhere, and the negative energy was isolated outside. Even the evil ghosts could not break the living stakes in a short period of time.

Yang He closed his eyes to restore his Yin energy, and dozens of eye worms floated in the air.

After finishing the work, the full moon was already high in the sky.

Yang He stared at the window with his eyes closed. If what the old detective said was true, there would very likely be evil spirits related to the Fairy Guanghan appearing at night.

“Confirm the existence of Fairy Guanghan, then I will consider other things…”

As soon as the thought came to mind, the sound of women’s laughter echoed in the town.

Yang He felt a chill in his heart and moved closer to the window. The full moon seemed to be falling, and its size almost occupied half of the sky.

The laughter became increasingly creepy.

Under the moonlight, a huge head was rolling down from the northern hillside.

The head was four meters long, and the woman’s facial features could be seen. Her skin was swollen and pale, as if she had been soaked in water for a long time. The corners of her mouth were stretched to her ears, and her sharp teeth were exposed in her smile.

Deep in the forest, demons were roaming wildly, with at least a dozen evil spirits lurking around.

“It’s definitely not Fairy Guanghan!!”

Yang He had seen the Fairy Guanghan, not only in the world of allusions, but also in the main world, where he would think of her every night when he saw her. Her appearance was very familiar to him.

But this head is completely different, and the aura is completely different.

Yang He was certain that the head was not that of the Guanghan Fairy at all, as he noticed that there were six scars on the top of the head. The six scars in Buddhism represent compassion.

“In Xianghuo Town, six scars seem to represent… evil spirits!”

The ghost domain of Fairy Guanghan spread, and big mouths appeared on the surface of the rocks. All the birds and beasts that were illuminated by the moonlight turned into the same faces and made different kinds of laughter.

at the same time.

The Mother of Mount Li has also come to the teahouse through the shrine.

Incense sticks swayed in the wind, pus flowed from the mouths and noses of the clay statues, and the temple priests hid behind the counter and watched the arrival of the Mother of Mount Li from afar.

Pus gathered together, and a bloody human figure sat cross-legged.

The so-called Mother of Mount Lishan is very different from the clay sculpture. Her outline is more like a man, with six open eyes on the top of her head instead of the ordination marks.

“The scars of the monk’s vows again. Could it be that Xianghuo Town is related to Buddhism?”

Yang He had a stunned expression as he watched the Mother of Lishan blocking up the large vats one by one. A faint golden light flickered and the temperature in the room rose.

There were endless screams, and the large vat became a breeding ground for germs.

The temple keeper quickly closed his eyes and knelt on the ground, calling out to the Mother of Mount Lishan. He did not feel that he was aiding and abetting the tyrant, but rather that he was treating the patient.

A lot of bloody and fleshy flower stamens grew out of the big jar, and in the center was a relic.

The Mother of Mount Li nodded greedily, then stretched out her tongue and swallowed all the relics. None of the twenty or thirty people were spared and all became food.

He crawled on the ground, digesting the nutrients of the relics.

The seventh scar on the top of the head is taking shape.

The old constable felt a little regretful. He didn’t expect that no one would survive. It should be because the plague outside was too serious. More patients had to be brought in. After all, there would always be some who could recover.

As long as the outside world knew that Xianghuo Town was still blessed by Nuwa, it would not be long before the town would return to its original bustle. Lishan Laomu looked around, confirmed that there were no patients, and then walked into the night.

Yang He narrowed his eyes, “Since Xianghuo Town enshrines all the Nuwa disciples, the key to deep integration should be the Immaculate Buddha.”

“Let’s talk about it during the day. It’s really dangerous at night.”

suddenly.

Lishan Laomu turned her head 180 degrees and stared at the stairs leading to the second floor, her eyes full of resentment, “Who?”

“Who are you?!!”

Yang He was shocked. His aura had already been restrained to the extreme. Even if he hit a living stake, it was impossible for him to leak out Yin energy. How could he be noticed by the Mother of Lishan?

He heard a terrified conversation among several people in the lobby.

“Old Ji, did you bring outsiders into Xianghuo Town?”

“Temple keeper, I don’t have…”

“Old Ji, he’s sick!!”

The old constable opened his mouth wide, and before he could open his mouth to refute, two sharp knives pierced his ribs and he was forcibly locked in a large vat.

“Mother Lishan, please calm down! Mother Lishan, please calm down!!”

The Mother of Lishan ignored them and crawled into the stairs. Not long after, a dull thumping sound was heard.

Bang bang bang! !

The hitting stake worked to resist the attack of the Mother of Lishan.

Cracks were spreading across the wall.

Yang He’s face looked grim. He heard that Fairy Guanghan from outside was also approaching the teahouse. Unknowingly, the noise became more and more intense.

The invisible ghost realm enveloped the wing rooms, and the teahouse was overwhelmed.

Yang He only felt the blood vessels under his skin bulging, the blood became extremely viscous, and gathered towards his internal organs. The crying of a baby could be heard, and his organs actually gained intelligence at the same time.

Unlike the ghosts of the five internal organs, the ghost realm of Lishan Laomu turns the internal organs into babies, and then the five internal organs are born again in the baby’s body, and then the smaller internal organs give birth to intelligence.

One baby parasitizes another baby, and in the long run countless babies will be born.

Yang Hehui will be squeezed dry.

“whee.”

Fairy Guanghan’s eyes looked into the window of the wing room, the whites of her eyes were bloodshot.

Yang He had no regrets when the time came. If he had stayed in the forest, the number of evil spirits he would have encountered on the first night would have been ten times more.

“There are only two evil spirits in Xianghuo Town. After severely injuring one, break out from the south.”

The copper coin sword fell quietly into his palm, and blood continued to grow on the edge of the blade.

Yang He transformed into a being with three heads and six arms, and began to gather strength in his legs.

“Who are you?!!”

The Mother of Mount Li was in hysterics and was about to collapse from the pressure.

Yang He thought of something and took off the leather Taoist robe covering his body. Suddenly, an unconcealable smell of blood hit his face.

As soon as the skin is exposed to the air, inexplicable influences act on it.

Immediately afterwards, the skin began to fester at a speed visible to the naked eye. An unknown disease eroded Yang He’s flesh, and only slowed down after spreading throughout the body.

The disease is not caused by the Mother of Mount Li or the Fairy Guanghan.

Yang He’s expression was solemn, the disease seemed to appear out of nowhere, as long as the skin was exposed to the outside world, the Plague Immortal Body could not resist it.

Fortunately, if the leather robe continues to isolate the patient, the disease will disappear.

Lishan Laomu stopped hitting, her eyes widened with excitement, “So you are… the Immaculate Buddha, so you are the Immaculate Buddha!!!”

Fairy Guanghan also roared, and for a moment the yin energy was boiling.

Yang He couldn’t figure out what was going on, so he simply repaired the stake and stayed in the side room. The pupil ghost kept an eye on the two evil ghosts outside.

The evil ghost had no hostility and just kept repeating the same words.

Until the morning light breaks.

The edge of the sun slowly rose from the ground, the light cut through the darkness, and all the evil spirits around Xianghuo Town disappeared.

After total silence, hundreds of people gathered outside the teahouse.

They were all dressed like temple keeper, their heads shaved, their bodies showing signs of disease, and they stood in front of the door, waiting respectfully.

Yang He confirmed that they were all a group of ordinary people and slowly walked out of the room.

“I’ve seen immortals.”

The over 100-year-old temple keeper stood at the head, his eyes burning with passion, “My Immortal, all of us in Xianghuo Town are waiting for the disciples of Nuwa to return one after another, but I didn’t expect it would be you today.”

“How many Nuwa disciples are there in Xianghuo Town?”

“Reply to the Immortal, twenty-three.”

Yang He sneered and did not reply. How was Xianghuo Town similar to the harem in Chaoge?

If nothing unexpected happens, it’s just raising ghosts to cause trouble.

But unlike the clumsy ghost-raising in Chaoge harem, Xianghuo Town is more sophisticated, and one can even vaguely see the influence of Buddhism.

“I’m afraid someone is trying to steal the fortune of Nuwa Palace.”

“Since the Nuwa Palace is no longer likely to appear, why not just replace it?”

Just looking at Fairy Guanghan, the two are more than 80% similar.

Even considering that all the disciples of Nuwa will be reduced to ghosts and gods, they can be said to be similar in appearance and spirit, but there will definitely be some more tricks to come, until it is completely difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

“It fits the perception of Buddhism very well. They took advantage of the confrontation between the Chan and Jie sects to stir up trouble in secret. Once the Investiture of the Gods ended, Buddhism was the one that benefited the most.”

Yang He licked his lips. The deep fusion was more complicated than he had imagined.

“Damn it, it looks like my real body will have to replace the Immaculate Buddha.”

(End of this chapter)