20demayo Chapter 85 Oh my god~~
Chapter 85 Oh my god~~
Chapter 85 Oh my god~~ (Second update, 4400 words)
Under the deathly silence of the entire audience, Crane True Celestial Venerable stood alone in place, his lips moving but unable to utter a sound.
He felt as if his bones had been removed, looking around blankly, unsure how to end the situation.
Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable's fiery eyes were already locked on Crane True in front of him, and he was about to launch another attack.
At that moment, Lu Yuan stepped forward and stood in front of everyone.
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the other noises in the room.
"Give me back my fellow immortal!"
Lu Yuan had no interest in how Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable would settle scores or whose cultivation he would cripple.
Those who cultivate themselves seek only a single, clear thought.
Last night, Lu Yuan killed Zhao Bing.
For him, revenge had been taken, resentment had been resolved, and his mind was at peace.
As for whether Zhao Bing's master, Daoist Ling Chen, should have his cultivation abolished, Lu Yuan had no such obsession.
Of course, this is just Lu Yuan's opinion, and does not represent Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable's opinion.
The fact that Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable insisted on crippling Daoist Lingchen's cultivation was Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable's business.
For Lu Yuan, there was only one thing to do now: find the braised chicken as soon as possible!
He was genuinely afraid that if the two celestial beings got into another fit of anger, the situation would completely spiral out of control, and then braised chicken would become even harder to find.
For every moment his fellow immortals stayed in the Jade Temple, their danger increased.
Hearing Lu Yuan's untimely yet self-righteous words, Crane True Celestial Venerable's old face scrunched up like a bitter gourd, full of the urge to cry but having no tears.
"Young friend, my fellow immortal—this humble Taoist truly knew nothing about this—"
Lu Yuan frowned, looking somewhat anxious.
"Then hurry up and look for it!"
"Go ask!"
He suddenly raised the Yellow Immortal Tribulation Knot in his hand, which was imbued with the aura of the Yellow Immortal.
"This was torn off Zhao Bing!"
"It may not prove with 100% certainty that Zhao Bing was the one who arrested the man, but he is definitely involved in this matter!"
After saying that, Lu Yuan's gaze passed over He Zhen and shot like cold lightning to Ling Chen Daoist, who was pale-faced and in a daze not far away.
"Go ask Zhao Bing's fellow apprentices; they'll find out soon enough!"
"Moreover, I have already performed a ritual and discovered the location of the crime: a birch forest seventy li north of Fengtian City!"
"Anyone from your Jade Temple who went there these past few days can be easily found out by asking!"
Lu Yuan laid out everything one by one, not just staring and shouting.
With the detailed information provided by Lu Yuan, very soon—
11:30 a.m.
The braised chicken has been found!
It was kept in a small cage and was listless.
However, after a careful examination, Lu Yuan found no external injuries, only that his spiritual energy had been greatly depleted.
Fortunately, it's not a big problem.
Simply take it back, nourish it with its spirit and flesh, and supplement it with the incense offerings from Aunt Qiao'er's family, which are spread throughout the entire area beyond the Great Wall.
It will be fully recovered in less than half a month.
Lu Yuan opened the cage, picked out the braised chicken that had successfully escaped and whose fur was now faintly turning white-gold, and turned to walk towards Aunt Qiao'er and Aunt Qin.
"Auntie, let's go home."
Lu Yuan approached the two beautiful aunts and spoke up.
The two beautiful aunties nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay~"
"The carriages are all ready outside."
At this moment, Song Zonghu, who was standing to the side, also waved and shouted to the soldiers around the Luotian Grand Ritual altar site, "Fall back!"
The soldiers, having enjoyed the spectacle, ran back.
Lu Yuan looked at Song Zonghu beside him, bowed slightly, and said with utmost sincerity and gratitude, "Thank you so much, Commander Song."
"I feel really guilty for troubling Commander Song twice in less than a day."
"If there's anything I can do to help in the future, Commander Song, please don't hesitate to come to me!"
At this moment, Song Zonghu hurriedly waved his hand and grinned, saying, "We're all family, no need for formalities."
Lu Yuan could tell that Song Zonghu had become much more respectful of him.
Before this, Song Zonghu had been treating Lu Yuan like a child.
If he weren't someone his own sister adored, Song Zonghu would never have given Lu Yuan a second glance.
But now, things are completely different.
The reason for this difference, in Lu Yuan's opinion, was not because of what he had just heard several Celestial Venerables saying about his old man.
Instead, he witnessed the earth-shattering magic power unleashed by the three Celestial Venerables!
As the saying goes, even ghosts fear evil people.
Evil spirits are the ones that prey on the weak and fear the strong.
The more honest and timid you are, the more it will try to scare you and find you.
But the more wicked a person is, the less likely evil spirits will dare to bully them.
Song Zonghu is clearly not someone to be trifled with. Don't be fooled by his jovial demeanor in front of Lu Yuan and Song Meiqin.
But when he turned his face away from the two people, he revealed himself to be the head of the Fengtian City Security Corps.
Every year, he was dispatched to suppress bandits, and his hands were stained with blood and he killed countless people.
As a child, he was the young master of a wealthy family; as an adult, he became the head of a security regiment with blood on his hands.
Such a person will never encounter any evil spirits from childhood to adulthood.
Even if no evil spirits seek him out, he is destined not to encounter any true Taoist priests.
In Song Zonghu's eyes, his previous impression of Taoist priests was probably that they were just waving a small banner, humming a little tune, ringing a bell in their left hand, and twirling a sword in their right.
He looked every bit the con artist.
But today, witnessing this orthodox battle of celestial masters is naturally completely different from before.
For a time, he also developed a lot of respect for Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan didn't say much to Song Zonghu. Anyway, regardless of the relationship with Aunt Qin, he just said that Song Zonghu had helped him twice, regardless of whether Aunt Qin had found him or not.
But he really helped. Based on this, if Song Zonghu ever encounters any difficulties related to demons and monsters in the future, Lu Yuan will definitely go all out to help.
After greeting Song Zonghu, Lu Yuan and his two beautiful aunts headed towards the entrance of the altar site.
Just then, another noise came from behind.
"Old Crane."
The cold voice of the Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable had just rang out.
A furious and resolute voice interrupted it.
"Old Crane Patrolman!!"
It's Ling Chen.
"Stop humiliating my master!!"
"Since you want my cultivation level, I'll give it to you!!"
The moment he finished speaking, Ling Chen rapidly formed hand seals, and then, to everyone's astonishment, he slammed his hand against his forehead!
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Lu Yuan paused, glancing sideways slightly.
As soon as Ling Chen's palms landed firmly, his entire body went limp.
His powerful Daoist aura dissipated like a flood, and he was about to fall flat on his face.
In the end, it was Crane True Celestial Venerable who stepped forward and held him firmly in place.
Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze, his expression unchanged, and strode out of the altar's gate.
Seeing this, Lu Yuan shook his head, sighed inwardly, and left the altar site without looking any further.
Master Lingchen is a reasonable person.
At the very least, as a disciple, he did not make things difficult for his master and upheld his master's dignity.
He abandoned his cultivation to the point of being a man of principle.
As for being a master, he is half qualified.
He would protect his disciple in critical moments, and would do everything in his power to avenge his disciple if the disciple was killed.
Although they failed to protect him and did not avenge him.
But this is a matter of ability, not anything else.
As for the other half, they are clearly unqualified.
Although Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable has a fiery temper and swears constantly, he wasn't wrong just now.
It is the fault of the father to raise or not to teach.
If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.
A master doesn't necessarily have to be strict in everything.
For example, the old man at home doesn't really care about Lu Yuan, to be honest.
But that's because the old man knew what kind of person Lu Yuan was.
A master is not only someone who imparts knowledge and skills, but also someone who guides one's mind and corrects one's conduct.
As Ling Chen's master, he must also know the temperament and character of his disciple.
Knowing that a disciple's character is not upright, yet allowing him to go astray and ultimately leading to disaster, is a dereliction of duty on the part of a teacher.
Behind them came the heart-wrenching, sorrowful cries of Crane True Celestial Venerable.
Supporting his now crippled apprentice, tears streaming down his face, the scene was quite poignant, reminiscent of an elderly person burying their young.
To say someone is pitiful is an understatement; they are indeed pitiful.
But if we're talking about what's hateful, then it truly is!
If Lu Yuan and the other two had died in the Nourishing Fiend Ground last night because of the collapsed altar, wouldn't they have been pitiful?
They did nothing, just finished robbing, and haven't even had a chance to go back to the Zhao family to enjoy a peaceful meal of braised chicken. Aren't they pitiful?
In this world, every event has a cause and an effect.
As for Ling Chen, he's doing alright now; he hasn't lost his life, but he's lost his cultivation.
Within this gate, the bond between master and disciple is of utmost importance.
Even if Ling Chen loses his cultivation, he will still be a high-ranking Taoist priest and an elder at the Jade Temple.
Crane True Celestial Venerable wouldn't support Ling Chen leaving the mountain just because he's lost his abilities.
This is the best possible outcome.
Lu Yuan and his two companions, along with a weasel, left the gate of the Luo Tian Grand Altar and boarded a carriage heading straight for the Zhao residence.
Compared to these two beautiful aunts, Lu Yuan hasn't slept since 6 pm yesterday.
In addition, Taoist priests often perform rituals and perform ceremonies around the clock, which is a common occurrence for them.
But for the two delicate and beautiful aunts, things were a bit tough.
The two of them were exhausted; they hadn't slept for over thirty hours.
On the way back by car, I kept yawning.
Finally, Lu Yuan felt a weight on his left shoulder and a warmth on his right, and the two of them simply lay down on Lu Yuan and drifted off to sleep.
Enveloped by these two mounds of mature, fragrant, and voluptuous flesh, Lu Yuan could only silently recite the "Heart-Cleansing Mantra" in his mind.
Back at the Zhao family home.
Two beautiful aunties were wiggling their sexy, mature, and extremely alluring buttocks.
I went back to the main room in the backyard to sleep.
Lu Yuan then took out a few pieces of spirit meat from his bag and carefully fed them to the braised chicken.
He then unfolded the map of nurturing evil spirits and carefully studied the route and markings of the third nurturing site.
He then went to check the large wooden crates used for the work, to see what was missing or lacking, and then made a list.
That is, things like black dog blood, cinnabar, silver sand, and the blood from the comb of a three-year-old rooster.
Give it to Wang Fu so that he can help him purchase it.
By the time I finished all this, it was already past 2 p.m.
An overwhelming sense of fatigue washed over him, and Lu Yuan's eyelids finally began to droop.
He returned to the east wing room next to the main house in the backyard, threw himself heavily onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
I slept really soundly for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yuan was half asleep.
Then they heard Aunt Qiao'er's sweet and cloying voice coming from the foot of the bed: "Oh my god~".
"This huge thing is so tempting to see but can't have, it's really driving me crazy!"
Then, Aunt Qin, who was standing at the foot of the bed, raised an eyebrow and said in a coquettish voice, "Absolutely not now!"
"Our good girl has to go take care of that matter of nurturing the evil spirits~"
"If we do *that* now, won't my sweetheart's legs go weak?"
"That could cost you your life!"
"Just bear with it a little longer. Anyway, it'll be fine after the New Year, once the Heavenly Master Ceremony is over."
In response to Aunt Qin's words, Aunt Qiao'er couldn't help but say in a coquettish voice, "You can still hold back?"
Aunt Qin gave a smug hum and said in a sweet voice, "How could I not resist~"
Anyway, my sweetheart has already agreed!
Aunt Qin asked curiously, "What did I promise you?"
A suppressed chuckle quietly drifted through the warm, summery east wing.
He said it!
He said he'd kill me then~~
"I made him cry and call me his dad!"
Aunt Qiao'er was silent for a moment, then burst into an incredulous, coquettish voice.
"????"
"Eek~"
"You shameless big female donkey!"
"If you call him 'Dad,' then you have to call me 'Mom' too!"
Aunt Qin completely ignored the teasing, instead adjusting her breathing seriously and speaking firmly.
"Just bear with it a little longer, only another month or so!"
"We've waited for over thirty years, can't we wait a month or so?"
These words seemed to sting Aunt Qiao'er.
"I've genuinely waited for over thirty years, you haven't!"
"I'll have to go first!"
To this, Aunt Qin simply scoffed, "What do you mean I'm not?!"
"Me too!"
Aunt Qiao'er was so angry at these words that she laughed: "Can't you be a little more serious, you crazy woman!"
"You're nothing but a fart!"
"I've already attended all your wedding banquets!"
Aunt Qin immediately retorted in a coquettish voice, "Just because we're married doesn't mean we have to do 'that'!"
"That third wife deliberately disgusted me by finding me that tuberculosis-ridden man!"
"No one can force me to do something I don't want to do!"
"On his wedding night, I got my brother to get him drunk, and he slept soundly until dawn, while I sat on a stool all night!"
Hearing Aunt Qin's words, Aunt Qiao'er asked in astonishment, "But what about the first blood?"
"What happened?"
Speaking of this, Aunt Qin's tone became smug again, full of a little woman's cunning.
"Isn't that simple?"
"Why don't you just have my brother catch a chicken, slit its throat, and pour some blood on a white cloth?"
"For the next six months, we slept in separate rooms."
"In just one night, he tried to sneak into my room."
Aunt Qin let out a disdainful sneer.
"Tch, he's such a tiny little bean sprout, and he's a tuberculous wretch who gets out of breath after just a few steps. I kicked him two meters away!"
"From that time on, he never dared to come looking for me again until his death!"
After Aunt Qin finished speaking, Aunt Qiao'er blinked in astonishment before saying, "So, according to that logic, Meiqin, you really are a virgin!"
To this, Aunt Qin gave a smug snort and said, "Of course!"
"You think you're the only one who is!"
After they finished speaking, they both seemed to fall silent.
The two did not leave, but stood quietly at the foot of the bed, looking at something and thinking about something.
I don't know who swallowed, but it was all the more clearly heard in the silence.
It was Aunt Qiao'er's voice, which then rang out again with a hint of resolute determination!
"You can't do anything to me now, so—how about I get a taste?"
This time, Aunt Qin didn't even have time to stop it!
A sticky, urgent sound suddenly rang out in the room.
This really worried Aunt Qin a lot!
A series of rapid high heel claps echoed across the ground.
She strode forward, reached out to push Aunt Qiao'er, her voice urgent and angry.
"Get out of here!!!"
"I've never tried it before!!!"
But Aunt Qiao'er didn't listen at all. A few seconds later, she suddenly raised her head, her voice charming to the core.
"Ouch~~ Mom~ Oh my god~"
"Mikoto~~ I'm really not kidding you~"
"You—you should try it too!"
"I almost peed my pants the moment I put it in my mouth!"