Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 48 - 45 Qing Lian’s Corpse

48: Chapter 45 Qing Lian’s Corpse

48 -45 Qing Lian’s Corpse

At the bottom of the sacrificial text, it was written: “Great Vajra, Mother of All Buddhas.”

“This phrase again?

What does it really signify?”

The Six Corpse Sect recited this phrase and found Mr.

Dai’s hiding place.

Mr.

Dai also chanted this phrase, then he was dragged out from his hideout.

Now this phrase appeared again at the bottom of the sacrificial text!

“Great Vajra, Mother of All Buddhas…”

Zhou Xuan repeated those seven words, carefully analyzing the sacrificial text on the wall.

This sacrificial text described the type of punitive death Mr.

Dai’s family suffered, and it listed the names of the six executioners, but something was still missing…

Mr.

Dai’s name.

According to the text, Mr.

Dai treated the brutal dismemberment punishment as a reward, as if dying by his hand was a tremendous honor, revealing his extreme narcissism.

*How could such an old pervert write a triumphant sacrificial text without leaving his own “full name”?*

But the text didn’t have the words “Dai Siming,” so there was only one possibility, “Great Vajra, Mother of All Buddhas” was Mr.

Dai’s self-reference.

With that understood, Zhou Xuan’s subsequent speculations became much clearer.

Mother of All Buddhas, with the word “mother,” clearly wouldn’t be a man’s self-reference.

Mr.

Dai was just an extremely cruel old pervert, not someone with a gender identity disorder; he knew exactly if he was a man or a woman.

And Great Vajra!

Under the Buddha, there were Vajra Protectors, and not just one, some people said there were four great Vajras, some said eight.

Regardless of the number, the Great Vajra naturally referred to the top-ranked Vajra Protector, a sort of position.

In this interpretation, Dai Siming was the first Vajra Protector under the “Mother of All Buddhas.”

Then the question arose, who was the Mother of All Buddhas really?

The true Buddha?

An Alien Ghost?

Or perhaps a charlatan in the martial arts world posing as the Buddha?

Zhou Xuan leaned towards the “Alien Ghost.”

Firstly, the Jing Country people worshiped Buddha.

Liu Tianen had previously mentioned that every year many pilgrims from Mingjiang Prefecture came to the Corridor River to worship Maitreya Buddha, and Zhou Xuan had seen older theater troupe masters with weak legs set up altars to worship the Medicine King Bodhisattva in the dormitory.

With so many Buddhist pilgrims in Jing Country, there were plenty to choose from, and it wouldn’t fall to a scum like Mr.

Dai to be the Great Vajra.

What would the Buddha want?

Was it Mr.

Dai’s cold-bloodedness?!

This option could be ruled out directly.

As for the martial arts world charlatan pretending to be the Buddha, that option was also unreliable.

Who was the hardest to deceive for a charlatan in the martial arts world?

Another charlatan,

Mr.

Dai had previously masqueraded under the banner of Maitreya Buddha, causing chaos around the Corridor River.

He knew too well the tricks of pretending to be the Buddha.

In the realm of martial arts world charlatans, he had quite the rich experience.

The only option left—the so-called “Mother of All Buddhas” was actually an Alien Ghost.

The so-called “Vajra Protectors” of the Alien Ghost, weren’t they just “feet”?

“Got it!”

Mr.

Dai was the abandoned foot of the Corridor River Alien Ghost, and now, he served another Alien Ghost—the Mother of All Buddhas.

“So, inside Mr.

Dai, there was still an Alien Ghost…”

The Mother of All Buddhas, while the name sounded intimidating, Zhou Xuan felt her Dao Level magic wasn’t very powerful.

Alien Ghosts required time to grow, and it seemed Mr.

Dai’s execution of his family was largely due to this Alien Ghost’s current existence.

It was only two years ago that Mr.

Dai had publicly claimed to have moved his family to Mingjiang Prefecture, so deducing from that timeline…

the Mother of All Buddhas had existed for no more than two years.

A two-year-old Alien Ghost lacked the time needed for growth, so its capabilities shouldn’t be high, but this naturally different species couldn’t be judged by common logic.

“Is it better to get away…

or to continue looking for Mr.

Dai?”

Zhou Xuan felt a bit troubled, unable to make a decision.

He was someone who didn’t like to take risks.

However, “not willing to take risks” didn’t mean “absolutely no risks,” as it was always linked to interests.

When the interests were large enough and the risks relatively low, taking risks wasn’t out of the question either.

Mr.

Dai might hold the solution to the Blood Well curse, which was incentive enough for Zhou Xuan.

Just that the amount of risk was difficult to determine.

He remembered Yuan Buyu once educating him about another characteristic of Alien Ghosts—

—each Alien Ghost had its own script, featuring its unique insight.

Before these texts were deciphered, even if the Alien Ghost was relatively weak, once it set up a rune trap, those with high Dao Level among the Ghost and Divine People would almost have no means to counter it.

And since he was an outsider, not well-versed in Mysticism, and unlike those sharp-eyed, experienced old hands in the martial arts world, it was difficult to accurately judge the Alien Ghost’s strength…

If he couldn’t judge it, he had to find someone who could.

Zhou Xuan suddenly shouted, lifting his head towards the shadow lurking on the ceiling, “A two-year-old Alien Ghost, you should be able to take it on, right?”

The shadow had followed Zhou Xuan all along the way, and Zhou Xuan could constantly perceive her presence, though he hadn’t called her out.

Arriving at a crossroads of choice, Zhou Xuan didn’t want to lose the opportunity to solve the Blood Well curse in vain and had no choice but to ask aloud.

In her bones, the shadow despised Zhou Xuan, so she didn’t reply vocally, but she drifted a distance forward.

Moving forward was the shadow’s stance, indicating she had enough confidence to deal with the two-year-old “Mother of All Buddhas.”

With the shadow’s gesture, Zhou Xuan felt assured, stood up, and twisted open the door to the next room.

A long hallway lay before him, at the end of which was a room where the bewitched old hunter and the Dai Mansion butler, heads lowered, stood waiting by the door.

The Six Corpse’s eyes were useless; finding the way was laborious without the old hunter and butler leading the way.

Since they weren’t with them, the room ahead must be Mr.

Dai’s hiding place, and the Six Corpse had “arrived.”

Zhou Xuan quickened his pace, arriving at the door, and just as his hand touched the doorknob, he caught the scent of blood.

The blood was fresh, and through the rich smell, he could almost visualize the scene of steam rising from the surface of the blood.

*Damn…

could the Six Corpse have casually killed Mr.

Dai as well?*

In life, the Six Corpse had been Mr.

Dai’s aide, but after death, it was clear there was bad blood between them.

Enemies met with extreme animosity!

Clack,

The door lock turned under great force, and Zhou Xuan pushed the door open sharply.

The scene inside the room was so shocking that he couldn’t help but freeze.

Pieces of flesh littered the ground,

Blood spatter marks everywhere,

Mr.

Dai, left with only the upper half of his body, full of terror, propped himself on the floor with both hands, struggling to crawl forward, blood gushing from the body’s torn junction, dragging trails like a brush soaked in ink, drawing a wide bloodstain on the ground.

However,

it wasn’t the Six Corpse that tormented Mr.

Dai into this pitiful state.

The Six Corpse was actually bowing towards Zhou Xuan!

“Why is it kneeling again…?” Zhou Xuan’s sentence was cut short when he noticed the Six Corpse wasn’t directly facing him, but rather slightly to his left.

Influenced, Zhou Xuan also glanced towards his left rear, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine…

“Damn, Dai, you motherfucker, putting such a terrifying thing right by the door?

I didn’t even notice it when I walked in…

that’s seriously lacking in grace!”

Zhou Xuan, not one to curse, was prompted to swear openly.

What was that thing by the door?

A corpse.

The main body of the corpse was a woman.

Judging by her facial contours, her features were originally supposed to be very delicate…

well…

initially very delicate, but now…

Zhou Xuan just saw that her eye sockets were too small while the eyeballs were excessively large, severely deformed from being squeezed by the socket bones, resembling a goldfish’s eye.

These large eyes were clearly forced into her eye sockets by someone.

Her nose was also absurdly big, even covering her upper lip.

The woman’s left hand was very stout, while the right hand was a circle thinner; the same was true of her two legs, one overly thick, the other somewhat thin, appearing extremely discordant to Zhou Xuan!

Zhou Xuan knew the reason for the discordance—

—the woman’s eyes, nose, both hands, and feet weren’t hers; they were the Six Corpse’s.

As for the woman, Zhou Xuan believed she must be Qing Lian, who had previously sought him for help.

The male body parts were stitched onto Qing Lian with white thread, an androgynous figure giving off an intensely distorted eerie impression.

The one being bowed to by the Six Corpse was Qing Lian!

“Why are you all kneeling?

Don’t you want to take back your body parts?

Get on with it…” Zhou Xuan motioned his mouth towards Qing Lian’s hands and feet, urging the Six Corpse.

The Six Corpse no longer had the passionate obsession of “retrieving body parts”; none of them dared to move, trembling…