Chapter 22 Shrine
Wang Yexian's body was buried under the willow tree by the Wuding River according to his wish.
Xie Que stood under the tree for a long time and began to practice the Broken Bamboo Palm over and over again.
Xie Que jumped up and cut the branch as thick as a bowl in the middle with a light palm.
Instantly, a stream of heat burst out from the muscles and bones of the whole body, and began to continuously nourish the exhausted body.
He knew that this was the sign of entry.
Xie Que wiped the sweat off his forehead, bowed to Wang Yexian's grave again, and then turned around and walked away.
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After some inquiring, Xie Que easily asked the surrounding villagers where Erniuzi lived.
It was an independent courtyard outside the village, and Xie Que could smell the smell of blood from a few dozen meters away.
He speeded up and raised his hand to push open the courtyard door. Several badly damaged corpses were lying inside.
His face and body looked as if they had been eaten by some kind of creature, and the cruel traces left behind were chilling.
Xie Que could tell from his figure and clothes that one of them was Er Niuzi who sold him mule meat yesterday morning.
Judging from the degree of rigor mortis, these people had been dead for more than ten hours.
It was about the time before Mule Jing went to find him that Xie Que secretly sighed. He could only blame these people for their poor lives.
In the courtyard behind, Xie Que saw the mule's severed head and limbs.
This is when Erniuzi took it to the market to sell, he was extra cautious, wanting to sell it as donkey meat but was afraid of being recognized.
Donkey heads and donkey hooves can be made into dishes, and Xie Que guessed that this was not surprising.
Xie Que wrapped everything up with a piece of cloth. After making sure that no traces were left, he jumped out of the yard and went home.
When he was walking to the entrance of the village, several craftsmen were repairing the shrine.
The appearance of the shrine was similar to what Xie Que saw in Wang Yexian's home, which made him wary.
Seeing that one of the craftsmen was Wang Jian, the one who originally encouraged Ermeng to take the corpse's shoes, he immediately stepped forward and patted Wang Jian on the shoulder.
Wang Jian turned around and looked a little confused: "Who are you?"
Xie Que smiled. Due to his martial arts training, his temperament and image had changed a bit too much, so it was normal for the other party not to recognize him.
"I'm a little water ghost, you don't recognize me." Xie Que didn't care much about this nickname, but took the initiative to use it to refer to himself.
"Oh...oh, it's you." Wang Jian was obviously a little cautious. He didn't know whether he felt guilty because of the two men's collision with Xie, or because of Xie Que's body that was much stronger than his own.
"What are you guys cultivating?" Xie Que asked curiously.
"The person who made the offering to the god said that it was a goddess from Luojia Village who had a strong spirit. The person he invited to bring the child brought blessings to many families."
When Xie Que heard this, his heart couldn't help but start shaking.
The statue that the mule spirit is attached to was brought by Wang Yexian from the goddess in Luojia Village.
Xie Que had some ideas in his mind, and he didn't know if Wang Yexian's family was just a coincidence or if all the statues were like this.
If it's the latter...
There was a hint of sharpness in Xie Que's eyes.
That means that the nearby spirits and monsters have formed a dark force and are doing so in an organized and planned manner.
Although he didn't know their purpose, Xie Que could only start with incense and guess whether these spirits could feed on incense and strengthen themselves.
After talking to Wang Jian again for a while, and getting the information he wanted, Xie Que left.
The other party, like Wang Yexian, was also unable to conceive his daughter-in-law. After hearing about the miraculous effect of sending his son-in-law, he spent a lot of money to pray to the gods.
The shrine takes seven days to build, and high-quality incense must be burned every day. On the eighth day, the host family can kneel down together to welcome the god into his throne.
And today happens to be the seventh day, and tomorrow will be the day to ask God.
Xie Que made up his mind and decided to come back here in a few days to have a look.
After all, a situation like Wang Ning's was purely coincidental.
If his eunuch situation had not been resolved and he and Wang Cuiyu could live a good life as husband and wife, what Mule Jing did would not have been exposed.
Xie Que's brows furrowed deeply. If the other party had formed an organization, there would be many more families who would be persecuted.
After returning home, Dashun surprisingly did not hide in the room, but sat quietly in the courtyard, seemingly waiting for Xie Que's return.
Xie Que had never had the experience of staying out all night like this. At this time, he was like a child who had done something wrong. He was too guilty to look into his adoptive father's eyes.
But Dashun immediately stopped him, and instead of asking him why he was out at night as Xie Que expected, he asked Xie Que to use his Yan Qing Fist again.
Xie Que listened and did as he was told. The sound of breaking through the air could not be heard without stopping. Every punch would be fatal to an ordinary person.
After he finished his work, Xie Que finally remembered that the Yan Qing Fist he was using now had been modified by himself and was not the original version.
If what I learned and practiced before was considered "Yuan Style Yan Qing Fist", what I used now was "Xie Style Yan Qing Boxing".
Dashun had no reaction after reading it, but there was a look of surprise in a pair of cloudy eyes.
He nodded, as if affirming his adopted son, and threw out a short knife, which fell into Xie Que's hand.
Xie Que was a little confused, but suddenly he remembered that at the end of the fight between himself and the mule spirit last night, his adoptive father was beside him, and he didn't know if his adoptive father knew the whereabouts of the mule spirit.
He stopped his adoptive father and expressed his doubts through lip language.
Dashun just made a sign of ascending to heaven and left, indicating that the other party was dead, leaving behind a somewhat confused Xie Que.
Most forging body warriors have extremely limited lethality against spirits due to insufficient energy and blood.
But once a warrior reaches the second level of Xiantian, his Qi and blood can melt the yin gods and drive away imps like the scorching sun.
Xie Que was able to strengthen his energy and blood by eating meat, while other warriors could only practice martial arts patiently.
Unable to return to his true form, and having his idol smashed by Wang Yexian, the mule spirit became extremely weak, and it was reasonable for him to be killed by Xie Que's tyrannical energy and blood.
Xie Que washed up, put aside the clothes that were somewhat torn from fighting with Wang Yexian and practicing the Bamboo Palm, and put on the newly purchased black training clothes.
After putting on a different style of clothes and shoes, Xie Que suddenly became much more heroic.
After a sleepless night and a lot of physical exertion, Xie Que made some meat sticks to cook porridge, and after swallowing them whole, he felt much more energetic.
Xie Que secretly nodded. This spirit meat was not only miraculous in enhancing Qi and blood, it could even eliminate a lot of mental fatigue.
Without feeling sleepy at all, Xie Que began to play with the short knife that his adoptive father had just thrown to him.
Judging from its appearance, it is somewhat similar to the Nepali Army Knife from the previous life, but in this week, people call it a dog-leg knife because its appearance is very similar to a dog-leg.
The surface of the blade is dark, and there are many notches and curled edges on the blade. It looks like an old object that has not changed its age.
Xie Que glanced at it casually for a few times and wanted to put it aside when Mu Yongquan opened the courtyard door and came in alone.