I can't be a demon

The commotion caused by Nuo Immortal did not continue to ferment.

The attitude of the Ministry of Plague is very subtle.

On the one hand, they are indeed exploring the identity of the behemoth in the Nuo Immortal Dojo, but on the other hand, they are hindered by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

In addition, the chief god of the Ministry of Plague has not expressed his position, making the situation slightly deadlocked.

There is a saying that the birth of the Taoist disciple, which was unprecedented in ancient times, attracted the Nuo Immortals to rush to preach. The fourth Nuo Immortal had the same reason before.

But without verification, more monks felt that it was Xiaoleiyin Temple who had tampered with it.

As time passes.

There are some strange faces appearing everywhere in the outer gate of the Plague Department, especially in the market of Night Khan Taoist Temple. People have even died from time to time in recent days.

The business in the market couldn't help but become sluggish.

In a sense, it also indicates that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's plan for Lu Zuguan is approaching, and the two forces are fighting overtly and covertly.

Three days later.

A crowd gathered around the entrance to the Night Sweat Bazaar.

The faint smell of blood filled the air, and a corpse swayed in the wind.

Gao Qiu mingled in the crowd, his expression full of fear.

The death state of the corpse was extremely strange.

The blood seemed to have drained away before death, making the muscles slightly shriveled. At the same time, the skin on the abdomen was extremely stretched and wrinkled.

It's like... there was something hiding in the stomach of the corpse.

Gao Qiu recognized the identity of the deceased at a glance.

In fact, the two of them had talked not long ago. The deceased's Taoist name was [Shan Mu], and he was a senior eighth-level monk in the Taoist temple.

Gao Qiu had occasional conversations with Taoist Shanmu because he occasionally came to buy spiritual materials.

He clearly remembered that Taoist Shanmu and Senior Brother Tianwen were participating in the Nuo Immortal missionary, but now he died inexplicably in the market.

Immediately, Taoist disciples came to dispose of the body.

Because the Night Khan Taoist Temple did not have direct jurisdiction over the market, most of the corpses would be burned to ashes.

"It should be the third person."

Gao Qiu suppressed his fear, lowered his head and left the bustling crowd.

"Someone is deliberately confusing the situation. They don't want others to find out about Senior Brother Tianwen. The recent deaths are all senior brothers who have gone through the Nuo Immortal Dojo."

He couldn't help but his heart was beating wildly. After all, although he had never talked about it to the outside world, he had witnessed Shen Lian entering the Nuo Immortal Dojo with his own eyes.

"We can't stay in the market any longer. Uncle He is a little abnormal."

"As soon as the commission from the weapon refiner shop is over this month, please return to the Taoist Academy."

Gao Qiu swallowed and quickened his pace towards Yunshan Weapon Refining Shop.

After being away from the corpse, his mood calmed down somewhat.

"Gao Qiu."

Gao Qiu was stunned when he heard a familiar voice calling him from behind.

When he came back to his senses, he turned around and saw a figure standing in the shadows outside the store. His hair was soaked with sweat and his face was covered in oil stains.

"Senior Brother Lin, you... came to the market early?"

"Gao Qiu, the magic power in my body has stagnated. Can you take me back to the Taoist Temple? Otherwise, I might go crazy."

"good……"

As soon as Gao Qiu agreed, his eyes fell on Senior Brother Lin's abdomen.

Even if Senior Brother Lin bends down and bends his knees, he can still see that the belly is abnormally large and squirming like a living thing, which makes his hair stand on end.

"Senior brother, you..."

"Quick! Come and help me!!!"

Senior Brother Lin roared and stretched out his hand to grab Gao Qiu.

Gao Qiu was sweating profusely, and he quickly took a few steps back to avoid the other party. He could vaguely hear Senior Brother Lin muttering to himself between his heavy breathing.

"The physical body can no longer hold on, and it must be replaced as soon as possible."

Gao Qiu's pupils shrank, and he turned around and ran away without hesitation. Senior Brother Lin did not chase him, and his figure hid in the shadows next to the shop again.

He ran into the Yunshan Weapon Refining Shop in a panic.

As soon as he returned to the store, He Yunshan was the only one standing behind the counter, staring at the wall and seeming to be muttering something.

"Uncle He, I will be in seclusion for a while after today..."

Before he finished speaking, Gao Qiu noticed that He Yunshan, who had his back turned to him, was a little abnormal, and there was a strange gurgling sound in his throat.

Click.

That was the sound of a joint falling off.

"Gao Qiu, I already know what happened in the market."

"Uncle Master, you."

He Yunshan's neck was twisted 180 degrees, and in his upper and lower jaws, which were stretched to the extreme, there was a red-robed monk sitting cross-legged and motionless.

"Help me go to the old alchemy cauldron and bring some words to nephew Tianwen."

Gao Qiu's hair stood on end, and his teeth were chattering. The real He Yunshan had obviously become a puppet. What kind of monster was he being with him under the same roof all the time?

Could it be that what is parasitic in Senior Brother Lin’s belly is also...

The red-robed monk seemed to have understood what Gao Qiu was thinking, and said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with me, who makes nephew Tianwen too annoying."

"Please help me remind him that the [Shi Monk] of Ksitigarbha Buddhism has already set his sights on him."

The red-robed monk licked his lips and glanced at Gao Qiu greedily, "Yes, the wet monk is something hidden in other people's stomachs."

"Wet monk..."

Gao Qiu stood there at a loss, and then just listened to the red-robed monk talking to himself.

"Come on, now that you have pronounced Shi Monk's name, he has already set his sights on you. There is still a way to survive if you get to the Old Alchemy Cauldron as soon as possible."

Gao Qiu didn't know whether what the red-robed monk said was true or false, but fear had already filled his mind.

His face turned pale, and he left the weapon refining shop in a state of embarrassment. He could instinctively sense that there were eyes peering at him, following him like a shadow.

Senior Brother Lin's body died on the roadside in the same manner as the previous man.

Gao Qiu realized that the so-called wet monk had crawled out of the body, probably changed into another body, and was getting closer to him in the dark.

Buzz buzz.

A few flies were flying around, disturbing Gao Qiu's thoughts.

He ran along the mountain road to the back mountain, and the surroundings became more and more remote. The cold and damp wind was scraping his bones, and the speed of mana consumption continued to increase.

Gao Qiu looked back and saw a large number of flies gathered in the grass beside the mountain road.

He could vaguely see a twisted figure crawling with four limbs in parallel, neither hurried nor slow, like a ferocious beast that had eaten its prey.

"Is the wet monk a demon? Or is it the Little Leiyin Temple."

"But why are there demons in the Taoist temple? Could it be that the Plague Department has become a demon's nest?"

Gao Qiu showed regret on his face. He could feel that whether it was the red-robed monk or the wet monk, their target was Senior Brother Tianwen in the old Dan Ding room.

The rumors about Daozi were true. I really shouldn't have diverted the blame.

"With Senior Brother Tianwen's qualifications, perhaps the elders intended to let him hide in the old Dan Ding..."

Gao Qiu looked at the old Dan Ding room that was close at hand, stopped in regret, and understood the importance of Daozi to the Plague Department.

Just as he was about to make some noise, a fly landed on his head.

An inexplicable breath flowed into his blood vessels.

Gao Qiu lost his strength and fell to his knees. He looked up and noticed the full figure.

He was so scared that he almost went crazy.

The loose corpse fell among the grass and trees, and countless flies came out of its mouth and nose. The corpse's stomach immediately became extremely shriveled.

The flies gathered together and turned into a deformed monk.

The monk had a fly's head, and his hands and feet had strange insect features. He lay on the neck of the corpse and sucked blood.

"It's too late to change the skin."

"Monk Baolai asked you to lead the way, so I'll just take your appearance."

Gao Qiu closed his eyes in despair. It seemed that the red-robed monk's name should be [Baolai], and the message was just to lead the wet monk to the old alchemy furnace.

The wet monk looked disgusting, but there was Buddha's light leaking out.

Then.