Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 25: Encountering Two Monsters on the Huashan Road

Wuzhan never went downstairs. He knew that no matter who it was, they would think he was a coward. It was not that he was afraid to go downstairs, but there was no need to face those looks and insults. After everyone left, he felt it was okay and it was time to leave.

Walking downstairs slowly, the maid was cleaning the lobby. Seeing Wuzhan coming downstairs, she smiled and asked, "What are you going to do, Master Li?"

Wuzhan bowed and thanked him: "Thank you for your careful care these days, young lady. I am going to leave now."

The maid said reluctantly: "Master's injury hasn't healed yet, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"He should have left long ago. He's too much of an eyesore here!" Guo Zijing said coldly at the table.

Zhang Liang signaled Guo Zijing to stop talking, stood up and walked to Wuzhan to stop him, saying, "Brother Li, wait until your injury is fully healed before leaving!"

Wuzhan said: "Now that my injury is healed, I need to go to Huashan to fulfill my master's last wish. If I were still alive, I would definitely follow Brother Zhang."

"Please don't come looking for us. Just keep your life alive!"

Zhang Liang said awkwardly, "Brother Li, don't listen to his angry words. Since you insist on leaving, I won't try to stop you." He took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and said, "Take these and have a few cups of tea along the way."

Wuzhan refused and said, "Divine Doctor Lu gave me the silver before he left. How can I take it back? I have no way to repay Brother Zhang's kindness in this life. I can only thank you two brothers."

Wuzhe knelt down and bowed. Zhang Liang hurriedly supported him and said, "No need to do this!"

He came to Guo Zijing again and knelt down to pay his respects. Guo Zijing ignored him. Wuzhan slowly stood up and said to Zhang Liang, "Brother Zhang, I'm leaving now."

Zhang Liang said, "Be careful on the road, we'll see you later!" Wuzhan walked slowly out of the inn and walked towards Hedong County on foot.

……

It was early winter, with rain and snow falling for days. The white robe Wuzhan was wearing had turned light yellow. In this season he thought of the rabbit-skin blanket on Cangyan Mountain. His straw sandals sank into the mud and he could feel the temperature of the soil. He had been walking for five days and often thought of the two skinny horses.

We crossed the Yellow River very smoothly, but it was no longer called the Yellow River. It was renamed Deshui. In fact, it didn't matter what it was renamed to, it was still the same river.

As I was walking in the deserted hilly area, I suddenly heard a roar coming from the valley, breaking the silence of the valley. Turning around, I saw a puff of burnt smoke coming out of the valley. Soon after, I heard that sound again, approaching Wuzhai.

In the woods near Wuzhan, a person flew out with a "whoosh" sound. To be exact, it was a monster. This monster had big ears, a pointed mouth, green eyes, black lips, and two big front teeth protruding three inches from its lips. It had a long thin tail behind it, and its body was covered with green hair. It jumped high out of the woods, its tail still swinging in the air. When its body jumped to the highest point, it suddenly turned around, opened its pointed mouth, and spit out a pumpkin-sized fireball, which hit the place where it flew out.

Just as the fireball flew out, another monster flew up from the woods. It had yellow eyes like fire, a face as long as a melon, an eagle-hook nose that took up half of each side of its face, a pair of golden wings behind it, and a body covered with fur. When it saw the fireball coming, it flapped its wings, flipped its body, dodged the fireball, and screamed, "Where are you running to? Give it back to me!"

The tusk monster held a scroll in his hand. He flew to the ground and whispered, "You can't catch up with me. Besides, this is not yours!" He jumped up again and dived into the woods on the other side of the barrier. The big-nosed monster flapped his wings again and followed the tusk monster into the woods. After a while, flames appeared in the woods again and the sound was heard.

If Wuzhan had not met Wanjiao first, he might have been so scared that he fell to the ground when he saw the monsters talking today. However, he still felt that encountering monsters was not a good thing, so he quickly quickened his pace and stayed away from them.

Unexpectedly, two monsters flew out from beside him again, passed over Wuzhan's head one by one, and flew into the forest on the other side. Not long after, they passed over Wuzhan's head again.

It flew over Wuzhan's head seven or eight times, and Wuzhan could not avoid it no matter how fast or slow he walked. The tusked monster seemed to enjoy flying over Wuzhan's head, which gave Wuzhan a headache. Moreover, the fireball that flew out was detonated by the shrill scream of the big-nosed monster, and exploded right over Wuzhan's head. The fireworks fell down like rain, leaving Wuzhan covered in ashes.

The big-nosed monster flew at an incredibly fast speed, but the long-toothed monster was shuttling back and forth in the woods, so it couldn't use its full speed and could only chase closely behind. As time went on, the two monsters' physical strength was constantly consumed, and their speed became slower and slower. Fortunately, they didn't cast any spells later, but just chased back and forth. The barrier-free legs were sore from running, and one of them lost his balance and fell to the ground.

What a coincidence! When the long-toothed monster flew out, it didn't find anyone and paused for a moment. It was caught up by the big-nosed monster behind it, and it jumped up and knocked it down. The scroll slipped out of its hand and rolled far away on the ground. The scroll also opened and spread on the ground for a full ten feet in length.

When the big-nosed monster saw the scroll fall to the ground, he flapped his wings and flew to grab the scroll. The long-toothed monster rolled on the ground and was a step too late. He could only grab the other end of the scroll. Before the big-nosed monster could put away the scroll, the other end was grabbed by the long-toothed monster. The two monsters pulled hard, but the silk was too old and the material was too corrupt. With a "hiss", the silk scroll broke into two parts. The two monsters retreated several feet before they stabilized. Looking at the half of the scroll in their hands and then at the half in the other's hand, the big-nosed monster screamed, "Give me back that half!"

The long-toothed monster whispered, "Why don't you give me yours?" The voices of the two monsters sounded very uncomfortable.

"I got this first, give it back to me!"

"How did it get into my hands if you got it first? Besides, if I hadn't dug the hole, would you have been able to find the Golden Elixir Scripture?"

"If you don't have my map, can you find the hole?"

The big-nosed monster said angrily: "Big Longfang, didn't we agree that whoever gets it first will practice first? How can you go back on your word?"

"You didn't say when to start counting from. Besides, you said I'll give it to you after I've mastered it. Isn't that the same? Why are you in such a hurry?"

At this time Wuzhan climbed up gently and wanted to leave quietly.

When the fang monster found out that Wuzhan was about to leave, he quickly jumped in front of him and said, "Don't leave. Give me your judgment and see who is right."

The big-nosed monster also flew to Wuzhan's side and said, "Yes, you give us your judgment. If what you say is wrong, don't even think about leaving alive!"

The long-fanged monster said, "Yes, that's not right. Don't even think about leaving alive. I'm hungry too!"

Wuzhan looked at the two monsters, coughed twice, and said, "You two are making things difficult for me. If I say who is right, the other one will kill me. How can I judge this?" The big-nosed monster said sharply, "If you don't judge, you won't survive. Judge quickly!"

Wuzhan saw that the two monsters blocked his way and he couldn't run away, so he just sat down and said, "Then you two tell me what happened and I'll comment on it."

The long-toothed monster said, "I am a poor Taoist priest, and my Taoist name is Jin Xingzi..."

"Bah, just give yourself a nice name, his name is Long Fang!"

Jin Xingzi said: "Hey, who are you kidding? Didn't you also give yourself a Taoist name, Lingkongzi? Actually, it means Little Face Piao!"

"Big long fangs!"

"Little face!"

……

The two of them chattered non-stop, which made people feel uncomfortable. It was as if their hearts were being scratched and itched, and it was the kind of itching that made them unable to beat. Wuzhan coughed twice and said, "You two asked me to judge the matter, but you kept arguing about the name. How about I take my leave now? Come back to me after you finish arguing?"

Jin Xingzi said, "No, a name is like a face. If he calls me by a nickname, it's like a slap in my face."

Ling Kongzi said: "Aren't you hitting my face too? If you hit my face, I will hit your face."

……

Wuzhan advised: "A name is just an empty title. As long as you know who you are, you don't need to care about how others call you or laugh at you. You can't just shut others up."

Jin Xingzi said softly: "Well said, well said!"

Ling Kongzi said sharply: "That makes sense, that makes sense, tell me quickly, to whom should this spell belong?"

Wuzhan said: "You haven't told me what happened yet."

Jin Xingzi said, "What happened was this. He got the treasure map, but couldn't get in. I didn't have the map, but could get in. We decided to work together and go in and split the treasure. But after we got in, we didn't find any treasure, only this scroll. He opened it first, but couldn't understand it. I took it and could only understand the first three words 'Golden Elixir Sutra'. I wanted to take it first to comprehend it, but he disagreed. He wanted to take it away first, so I took the scroll and ran away, and he chased me. That's it. Who do you think should take this magic spell first?"

Wuzhan said: "Since both of you want to comprehend, I have a method that can make your wish come true!"

"Speak quickly, tell me quickly, what can you do?"

"Can't I just copy it for you?"

Jin Xingzi said: "Smart, why didn't I think of this?"

Wuzhan said, "But how can I copy without a pen, silk or other stationery?"

Ling Kongzi said: "He has it. He often writes in the cave. Let him go back and get it!"

Jin Xingzi smiled and said, "It seems that having talent is more useful than having no talent."

"What kind of talent do you have? You made the cave smell like stinky ink, but I didn't see you write a single decent word."

"That's better than you. At least I know three words. You hang a broken guitar on a tree and play it every day. It's nothing but annoying people and making them unable to sleep. "

"Go get it now, don't dawdle!"

……

Not long after, Jin Xingzi came back happily with writing brushes, inkstones and silk. The two monsters handed the two scrolls to Wuzhan. Wuzhan had been erudite and had a strong memory since childhood. He knew a lot about ancient characters and recognized all the characters on the scrolls. It was indeed as Jin Xingzi said, called "Golden Elixir Sutra", a treasure book for the demon king to cultivate the inner elixir. It was divided into three stages. The initial stage absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the middle stage absorbed fresh blood, and the late stage absorbed the souls of living beings. If it could be practiced, the magic power would be doubled, and it would be able to move mountains and fill the sea. Wuzhan saw that the middle and late stages were practiced with brutal means. If the two monsters in front of him could practice, it would surely endanger the people. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "If you two don't recognize the characters above, even if you copy them, you can only sigh. I happen to recognize these few characters. Do you want the ancient text or the translation into modern text?"

Ling Kongzi said: "Of course it is the current text. I can't understand how to practice it!"

Jin Xingzi said: "I want modern texts too, give him the ancient texts!"

"Well, I'll write two copies, one for each person, how about that?"

"That's the best, write quickly, write quickly!"

Wuzhan sat on the ground, concentrating on writing. It took him half an incense stick of time to finish one copy. At this moment, a faint, familiar fragrance suddenly wafted over. A smile flashed in Wuzhan's eyes, and he continued to write the next copy.

(End of this chapter)