Chapter 11 Sequence 8 Demonic Monk

Chapter 11 Sequence 8 Demonic Monk

Chapter 11: Sequence Eight Demon Monks

As Li Yu was recalling, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed.

The fisherman, Sikong Nian, laughed heartily, and without any warning, he shouted madly:

"Hide? Why are you hiding? You will all eat my flesh and gnaw my bones in the future. What's wrong with letting me play with you now?"

"Especially you, a stinky woman. You drowned in the pond and your soul was trapped in the rotten fish. I fished you out and gave you a new body. How dare you hide from me?"

While howling, the sloppy middle-aged man suddenly came forward, threw away the fishing rod, put his hands in the water, and grabbed a red-scaled carp in a very rough manner.

Ignoring the fishy smell, he opened his mouth and bit the fish's belly, tearing off a piece of tender fish meat.

The red carp twisted and struggled, wailing and crying.

Its deformed head does look somewhat like a woman.

Whether it was the smell of fish or the crying sound that brought Sikong Nian back to normal, he took out some kind of mud-like ointment from his arms, smeared it on the red carp and threw it back into the basin.

Then, he glared at Li Yu fiercely and said angrily:

"Boy, why are you here if you don't want to deal with the forbidden egg in your belly?"

"You are not here to laugh at me, are you? Haha, I am much braver than your damned parents. Sooner or later, I will go through the [Water Torture Ceremony], gain the recognition of the great Abyss God, and be promoted to a water ghost, transcending all happiness."

What he heard and saw made Li Yu involuntarily scan his eyes.

Sure enough, the third bubble of truth flickered slightly again, indicating that it was charged a little.

However, he got to know a small secret: the evil god that Sikong Nian believed in was called Mingshen, and the so-called water torture ritual was probably to let one's body be eaten by those soul-drowned fish... There was a high probability that if one could hold on, he would become a water ghost, and if not, he would die.

"To some extent, it is similar to the vegetable ritual. It seems that the evil gods here like this kind of tune and please themselves by torturing their believers?"

Li Yu complained in his heart.

On the surface, he nodded in agreement:
"Jiao Qing Sun Sanniang is really a coward!"

"But I am not here to be laughed at, I have something good to invite you to."

"My private kitchen will open at midnight tonight. All of them are neighbors. If you want to eat [spiritual food], you can order in advance."

While speaking, Li Yu did not give this obviously mentally ill man a chance to have a seizure. He handed over the menu and explained quickly.

“Spiritual food!”

Sure enough, these two words are quite attractive.

Sikong Nian suppressed his temper, glanced at the menu with his dead fish eyes, and was immediately attracted.

From his earlier angry remarks against Jiao Qing and Sun Sanniang, it can be heard that he has a good relationship with the two of them and they know each other very well.

Therefore, it was not surprising that Li Yu had the "spiritual cooking skills". He just sighed and muttered:
"Your damned parents dream of becoming a chef, having extraordinary cooking skills, and having their own forbidden god recipes... That's why they treat you like that."

"I didn't expect that you would get these after the two of them died, and you can also let me eat spiritual food."

"Hahahahahahaha… Go, I have to go, I have plenty of money."

Laughing triumphantly, Sikong Nian kicked the wet wooden box he was sitting on with a sudden kick. With a loud noise, many yellow and white valuables covered with rust, moss and mud, along with some white bones, rolled to the ground.

He is not bragging, he is indeed very rich.

This is easy to understand. Although he is not yet a formal water ghost, he has at least reached the level of a water monkey. He can move freely underwater, and it is just a piece of cake for him to salvage valuables.

"Then let's go with these four dishes: chicken skin sturgeon, tiger meat soup, deep-fried lotus root, and steamed centipede crab."

"The total price is one hundred and twenty taels of silver? Boy, you have a very dark heart."

"This is a way to make a fortune, but unfortunately you can't last more than a few times before you become a cannibal."

"As far as I know, even for a true [Cooker], using extraordinary cooking skills to cook spiritual food requires a considerable price. For someone like you who gains supernatural powers through parasitism, I'm afraid that every time you use your abilities, the degree of possession will deepen... It's possible that this meal will be your last."

"By the way, I have some friendship with your parents after all. Can you come to me before you can no longer hold on? I will tie you up and send you to those crazy people in the Forbidden God Sect. Who knows, I can get some benefits from you."

After ordering the dishes, Sikong Nian suddenly looked at Li Yu with malicious eyes.

His eyes were full of teasing.

Judging from his mocking words, he seemed to have anticipated Li Yu's tragic end in the future and was even thinking of making a profit from it.

Upon hearing this, Li Yu simply used a charcoal pencil to outline the dishes without refuting.

Because what Sikong Nian said was true.

He already knew it when he woke up and received the inheritance because of the forbidden egg.

The Forbidden God Recipe, the Forbidden God's Eye, and the secret technique of eating meat are all exclusive to the Son of the Forbidden God.

The price he paid for borrowing was himself.

Self-mutilation can only prevent the egg from being wasted and the body from being taken over, which is equivalent to a delaying tactic.

But if he uses these powers himself, it will be a complete transformation of his body. Once it is fully formed, he will first become a perverted ogre and take the initiative to merge with the forbidden egg, which is no different from being possessed by another body.

But it is precisely because of this that Li Yu is anxious to plan private dishes.

In a sense, this is the only way to survive.

"If there are no other conflicts and opportunities are wasted."

"I should be able to use this ability three times, or four times?"

"During this period, you must find another divine path that suits you and completely eliminate the forbidden eggs, otherwise you will really become an ogre."

While thinking, Li Yu ignored Sikong Nian and continued to move on to the next candidate diner.

It's strange to say!
Ever since he awakened his golden finger, his courage, or his will and reason, has become exceptionally strong and difficult to be affected by external things.

Not only did he remain indifferent to the "forbidden god's call", he also took ruthless action to resolve it.

Although he was threatened with possession and might turn into a cannibal at any time, Li Yu remained calm and took the initiative to walk towards the cliff step by step, hoping to find a chance of survival from death.

He believed that he did not have such psychological qualities in his previous life.

"Travel benefits?"

After muttering to himself, Li Yu looked at the sky and began to speed up the invitation.

I walked quickly along the entire old street, following my memories, becoming more familiar with the surrounding environment and neighbors.

At the same time, the list of diners and the spiritual food that would be prepared in the evening also began to expand and become richer:

"Chen Canglu is a famous fortune teller in Tianjifang."

"But in the couple's mouths, he is a traitor who uses rhetoric and sorcery to steal the luck of his customers. He believes in an extremely secretive evil god and seems to be striving for Sequence Eight. However, the path he cultivates seems to be extremely difficult, and he doesn't even have the complete formula."

"Order two dishes: Ten-worm porridge and deep-fried mandrill brain, total price is sixty taels of silver."

… “Geng Jing, the pet dealer in Laojie.”

"This man sells all kinds of pets, from elegant and obscene things to beasts for guarding the house. Of course, they are all unusual, perverted and weird creatures. Jiao Qing was interested in a pet called the Half-Man Bird that he captured and wanted to buy it, but was stopped by Sun Sanniang."

"The evil god he believes in is unknown, his path is unknown, and his sequence name is unknown. We only know that he is infinitely close to Sequence Eight, has extraordinary combat power, and uses strange methods."

"Order three dishes: Steamed Bear Paw, Nine-flavor Casserole with Wild Delicacies, and Charcoal-grilled Green Phoenix. The total price is one hundred and fifty taels of silver."

……

"Tan Buyi, a famous spice master from Tianjifang."

"This person sells spices with various magical effects. He seems to be from a prominent family, but he is actually a middleman. Most of the goods he has are purchased from the West District. He only has some basic knowledge of spices."

"It is suspected that he believes in the Fallen Buddhism, which is the most powerful force in the West District, but he does not seem to practice the relevant divine path. He is just well-informed and closely connected with the West District."

"Order one dish: Luohan vegetarian, total price fifty taels."

……

"Hong Sanquan, the notorious hunter in Old Street."

"His prey is literally 'people'. He often cooperates with Jiao Qing and Sun Sanniang, but he does not eat people. He only kills for money. He is violent by nature and believes in an unknown evil god. He is trying to reach the eighth level of the Path Sequence [Blood Soldier] and can complete the promotion ceremony at any time. He is extremely dangerous."

"But this person is also a glutton who loves all kinds of delicacies and has no resistance to spiritual food."

"Order three dishes: Two-headed weird dog stew, blood ganoderma soup, and rat stew. The total price is two hundred taels of silver."

……

"call!"

"almost."

At the end of the old street, Li Yu looked at the scribbled menu in his hand.

There are dozens of dishes, and more than half of them have been checked off.

There were about ten diners, some had four dishes at most, some had only one.

Li Yu found that he had underestimated the appeal of the word "spiritual food" to these low-level evil cultivators.

In the past half hour, even the evil neighbor who disliked him had to succumb to the temptation of spiritual food.

He agreed to attend the banquet and did not raise any objection to Li Yu's pricing.

Obviously, everyone felt that they had taken advantage.

For the same price, you can't get the same level of spiritual food in other areas of Wanfu City, such as the Garuda Restaurant in the East District or the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall Restaurant in the West District.

"That's fine. If I set the price too high, these people won't come."

"Making money is not my real purpose. It is right to invite these people to my hospital first."

After muttering, Li Yu did not go back to the courtyard along the old street.

Instead, he followed the memory in his mind, turned around, and entered a busy street called "Hongzhu Street".

Although it was not yet night, the sky had already become much darker.

The customs of this street seemed to be different from those of other streets in Tianjifang. The shops and residential buildings on both sides had hung up red lanterns early in the morning, or lit crackling red candles.

If this scene happened in a peaceful country, it would seem a bit weird, but in Wanfu City it is nothing unusual.

The residents and pedestrians are very adaptable and the scene is very lively.

However, the most eye-catching thing on the whole street is a temple that looks luxurious and wealthy.

In front of the temple, there is a large bronze tripod engraved with inscriptions. The tripod is filled with incense ash, and large incense sticks as thick as arms are still burning.

A large number of poor believers entered the temple holding yellow talismans with expectant looks on their faces. After a while, they walked out with happy faces, and each of them had a lot of extra things in their arms.

Look, it should be all kinds of food.

Because even though he was more than ten feet away, Li Yu could still smell, in addition to the rich incense, the aroma of various meats, all of which were already cooked.

Can you get food by burning incense in an ordinary poor temple?
This scene is somewhat possible in an area that is purely controlled by Buddhism, one of the six major orthodox religions.

In Wanfu City, I wouldn’t even dare to dream of this.

Li Yu glanced at the poor believers who had received the reward. Their faces were flushed and they had not lost weight. They seemed to be fine.
He sighed softly and looked at the plaque of the temple. There were three large gold-painted characters written on it: Pig Man Temple!
In my mind, relevant memory information immediately came to my mind:

"The Pig Man Temple, or the Pig Man Society, is a supernatural organization in Wanfu City that spans the west and south regions."

"All members of this organization believe in and follow [Degenerate Buddhism]. This Buddhism is different from the orthodox Buddhism in the outside world. The extraordinary people in it are all degenerate evil cultivators without exception. Moreover, the path to godhood and the extraordinary sequence are completely opposite to Buddhism."

"And the Pig Man Society controls the food supply and sacrificial-related industries in both districts."

"In the two regions, every street and alley has built a number of Pig Lao Temples, which worship a high-sequence powerhouse named [Wood Mother Venerable]. As for how high he is, we don't know yet, maybe Sequence 2, maybe Sequence 1, this is also a secret."

"As long as believers take the sacrificial talisman and write down what they want to sacrifice, they can get food of equal value from the temple."

"Perhaps because life span is something intangible and yet the most valuable, many poor people who have nowhere else to go will choose to sacrifice their life span... three days of life for a meat bun, one month of life for a pound of cooked meat, one year of life for a hundred pounds of good grain... In this way, even if they die of old age, at least they will die well-fed."

When recalling this, Li Yu had already passed through the strong smell of incense and various mixed meat aromas and stepped into the Pig Man Temple in front of him.

The first thing that came into view was a statue in the center.

A pig-man Bodhisattva with an extraordinary appearance, wearing Buddhist robes, a golden Buddha chain on his head, holding a seal in each hand, and laughing compassionately!
This strange Bodhisattva statue and even the entire temple were surrounded by smoke, making it look like a fairyland.

Monks dressed in monk's robes and with slightly pig-like faces walked around, receiving the endless stream of believers.

Before Li Yu could take a closer look at the "details of the transaction", a shout with a strong and dangerous meaning suddenly came.

"Where did this heretic boy come from?"

"You come to my old pig temple empty-handed, aren't you afraid that I, the old pig, will eat you?"

Before the voice fell, a two-meter-tall pig-headed monk appeared, with fat all over his body and his chest and breasts exposed.

He waved away the smoke and appeared in front of Li Yu.

A strong, nauseating smell mixed with the smell of cooked meat and candles hit Li Yu's nose and almost made him stumble.

However, the moment he saw the person coming, another piece of information emerged in his mind:

"Zhu Mei, the abbot of the Zhu Lao Temple in Tianjifang Old Street."

"The person who fell into Buddhism is already a true transcendental person. Several years ago, he was officially promoted to the path of god mastered by his religion, Sequence Eight [Demon Monk]."

"He has extraordinary combat power and is ruthless. At the same time, because of his position, he also controls many spiritual ingredients."

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(End of this chapter)