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Capítulo 130

Under the cool moonlight, the rounded tails of the Maoshan green flies emitted a faint, eerie glow, like fireflies, as they moved through the dark valleys and forests. Master Wei and his entourage followed closely behind.

At dawn, they circled around to the foot of Taiyi Peak. Clumps of damp, cold mist drifted through the valley, while the Maoshan green flies flew straight toward a wooden house by the stream at the bottom of the valley.

“The old nun must be in that wooden house,” Master Wei said with certainty.

The group tiptoed closer to the wooden house, peering through the cracks in the wooden walls... A ray of morning light shone through the skylight of the wooden house, and the old nun from Emei was fast asleep, fully clothed, lying on her side on a wooden bed. Her breathing was steady, her figure slender, and her posture alluring, making Mao Da and Mao Er swallow hard.

"Buzz buzz buzz..." The green flies of Maoshan circled around the old nun's head, indicating that they had found their target.

The buzzing of the green fly woke the old nun from Emei Mountain. She abruptly opened her eyes, saw the annoying big green bean fly, and with a sharp "smack," swatted it in her palm. The old nun turned her hand over and disgustedly shook off the green, fleshy slough...

"No!" By the time Master Wei tried to stop him, it was too late. The "Maoshan Green Flies" he had cultivated for many years had been so easily destroyed by the old nun from Emei.

"Who?" The old nun from Emei shouted upon hearing this, leaping up from the bed.

At that moment, Secretary Xing clearly saw the "ghost pot" placed on the wooden bed board...

"Old Ni, I've finally found you!" Mao Da excitedly burst through the door.

“Old Ni, you are so worrying…” Mao Er followed closely behind, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Old nun, give me back my 'Ghost Pot'!" Secretary Xing shouted indignantly.

"Old nun, why did you kill my 'Maoshan Green Fly'?" Master Wei asked in anguish.

"Oh..." The old nun from Emei chuckled like a little girl, her gentle eyes glancing at Secretary Xing, and she said reproachfully, "So this little skull is called 'Ghost Pot'."

"Old Ni, how can you, a woman, just steal other people's things like that?" Secretary Xing reprimanded her sternly.

The old nun from Emei completely ignored her and asked directly, "Secretary Xing, tell me, what exactly is this 'Ghost Pot'?"

“Speak up, Old Nun is asking you a question…” Mao Da and Mao Er echoed in unison.

Secretary Xing solemnly replied, “'The Ghost Pot' is something passed down from my ancestors. It is a treasure to the Xing family, but it is worthless to outsiders.” After saying that, he bent down and reached for the skull on the bed board.

"Wait!" The old nun from Emei Mountain snatched the 'ghost pot' in her hand first, and said in a coquettish voice, "Oh, Secretary Xing, this 'ghost pot' looks like the skull of a premature fetus. Your ancestors weren't involved in some kind of cult, were they..."

“Exactly! This is clearly the skull of an unborn baby. Only cults would do something so heinous,” Mao Da chimed in.

“And the Demonic Cult,” Mao Er added.

The old nun from Emei chuckled coldly twice and said, "Secretary Xing, it's truly unbelievable that this skull emits two streams of true energy, one warm and one cool. There must be some secret hidden in this thing of yours."

Those who cultivate the Tao are always drawn to strange and spiritual objects, and even Master Wei was no exception. Upon hearing the old nun say that the skull was so peculiar, he couldn't help but become curious and put aside the tragic death of the "Maoshan Green Fly" and hurriedly came forward to take a look at this magical "ghost pot".

"Let me take a look..." Master Wei reached out and took the 'Ghost Pot.' Sure enough, he felt two different auras, one warm and one cool, at the Laogong acupoint in his palm. He pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "It is said that in ancient clans and tribes, there were sorcerers who could shrink their heads when they were on the verge of death and concentrate all their life's power into them. This was called the 'Head Shrinking Technique.' However, this evil skill has long been lost. Secretary Xing, I believe that this is the shrunken head of a sorcerer. If this belongs to your ancestor, then he must have been a highly skilled sorcerer."

Secretary Xing smiled faintly upon hearing this, neither confirming nor denying.

"Senior Brother, what magical power does the skull of the Zhuyou shaman you mentioned have?" the old nun from Emei asked earnestly.

Master Wei pondered for a moment and said, "That depends on the magical power of that ancient sorcerer."

The old nun from Emei frowned, snatched the 'Ghost Pot' from her hand, and said loudly, "Please, fellow disciples, go out first. I have something to say to Secretary Xing privately."

Master Wei, considering himself the most senior, took the lead and stepped out of the wooden house. Under the old nun's angry gaze, Mao Da and Mao Er had no choice but to reluctantly leave the room, leaving only the old nun and Secretary Xing inside.

"Hehehe..." Old Ni chuckled before speaking, her fiery gaze fixed on Secretary Xing, then she asked in a low voice, "Brother Xing, what do you think of Old Ni?"

Secretary Xing paused for a moment, then replied warily, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, why are you so nervous?" Old Ni said coyly. "Old Ni laments that she has a tragic life, like a fallen leaf drifting in the world. You saw it yourself, those despicable men, Mao Da and Mao Er, keep pestering her. Even if a weak woman has the talent of Wen Ji and the beauty of Xi Shi, how can she break free in this dog-eat-dog world of men? Until I met Secretary Xing, your tall and imposing figure, your broad mind, and even your back view are just like our great leader Chairman Mao. This is the kind of man Old Ni has in mind...

Secretary Xing felt a little nauseous and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva involuntarily.

The old nun from Emei Mountain, observing Xing's expression, noticed his Adam's apple bobbing several times. She was secretly pleased, thinking, "It seems this man in front of me is also lusting after me."

The old nun stretched out her fair arm and wrapped it around Secretary Xing's thick waist, taking the opportunity to pinch his buttocks, giggling as she said, "Secretary Xing, although I am not a virgin, I am still a pure and innocent girl, 'untainted by the mud.' Now, I entrust this pure body to you..."

Upon hearing this, Secretary Xing's face suddenly hardened, and he said solemnly, "Comrade Lao Ni, please have some self-respect. Secretary Xing is a Communist Party member with an upright character, which is well-known in Huanglong Prefecture. Moreover, I am already married and have a wife, so how could I violate Party discipline and commit adultery with other female comrades?"

"Old nun, no..." Mao Da and Mao Er cried out mournfully outside the wooden wall, but neither dared to come inside.

"Shut up, both of you!" Old Ni shouted at the wooden wall.

The area outside immediately fell silent...

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Chapter 198

"Now, give me back the 'Ghost Pot'," Secretary Xing said sternly, pushing aside the gentle old nun.

The old nun from Emei pouted, looking like a wronged little girl, and said pitifully, "Let this 'skull' be our token of love. This old nun is willing to give herself to you at any time..."

"Bah..." Secretary Xing was furious and righteously rebuked, "Do you want to seduce state cadres with your looks? Let me tell you, a true Communist Party member would never..."

"Is that so..." The old nun from Emei interrupted with a grin, then suddenly her index finger swelled up and swiftly struck the Tian Tu acupoint below Secretary Xing's throat...

Secretary Xing himself did not know martial arts, and when he saw the old nun suddenly attack, he did not know to dodge. With a "poof", his Tian Tu acupoint was struck squarely...

The Tian Tu acupoint, the meeting point of the Yin Wei and Ren meridians, is also known as the "Jade Gate." It is one of the nine major fatal acupoints in the human body. The old nun suddenly struck with great force, and she knew that Secretary Xing would either die or be crippled. She was determined to get that magical "Ghost Pot."

"Crackling sound..." A crisp sound suddenly came from Secretary Xing's neck, and then his neck slowly stretched out to a length of more than two meters!

Secretary Xing lowered his enormous head, his two round eyes fixed intently on the old nun, and slowly opened his gaping maw...

The old nun was shocked and horrified. Her face turned ashen, and she let out a sharp scream. She fell backward and landed on the wooden bed with a thud, immediately losing consciousness.

"Old Ni! What's wrong with you?" The wooden door was slammed open, and Mao Da and Mao Er rushed in, but were immediately stunned, staring blankly at Secretary Xing, unable to speak.

Secretary Xing reached out and picked up the "ghost pot" and put it in his pocket. He glanced sideways at Mao Da and Mao Er, chuckled coldly twice, bent down, and stepped out of the room.

"'Worm-headed Barbarian'? This is the evil creature!" Master Wei stood outside with his hands behind his back, staring in astonishment at Secretary Xing's long neck, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Haha..." Secretary Xing laughed loudly, "That's right, I am Rutou Man. How dare a mere Maoshan Taoist priest come to exorcise me? It's simply 'showing off one's skill before an expert,' utterly overestimating one's abilities."

Despite the danger, Master Wei remained calm. He suddenly kicked the travel bag away, and with lightning speed, pulled out a gleaming, Beijing-style "Wang Mazi" kitchen knife from the bag...

In the Central Plains, the government had always implemented strict controls on knives. The metal swords traditionally carried by Taoist priests, such as the "Seven Star Sword" and the "Command Sword," were considered weapons and therefore forbidden. Left with no other option, Master Wei found an old, worn-out "Wang Mazi Kitchen Knife" to use as a substitute for the Taoist sword. There's a saying among the people, "In the south there's Zhang Xiaoquan, in the north there's Wang Mazi." This Wang Mazi kitchen knife originated in the eighth year of the Shunzhi reign of the Qing Dynasty (1651), boasting a long history, a sharp blade that doesn't dull, and was popular among the people of the north.

Master Wei's kitchen knife was obtained from a long-established restaurant. It had chopped countless pieces of meat and bones, and was full of blood. It was perfect as a magic sword for exorcising evil spirits.

"Heaven and earth are natural, the foul air disperses, the cave is mysterious and vast, the primordial energy shines brightly. The mighty gods of the eight directions, make me natural, the spirit treasure talisman commands, universally proclaim to the nine heavens. Ganluo Dana, Donggang Taixuan, slay demons and bind evil, save countless people. Zhongshan divine incantation, primordial jade script, recite once, cure illness and prolong life. Traveling through the five sacred mountains, known throughout the eight seas, the demon king bows his head, guarding my abode. Evil and filth dissipate, the Daoist energy endures, hasten as the law commands..." Master Wei brandished Wang Mazi's kitchen knife, chanting the "Purifying Heaven and Earth, Expelling Demons Divine Incantation".

Secretary Xing stared coldly at Master Wei, slowly opened his mouth, and with a "pop," spat out a large bubble towards Master Wei...

Secretary Xing chuckled coldly twice, then put his hands on the ground, arched his body, and pushed off with all his might. With a "whoosh," he leaped more than two zhang away, and then in a few more leaps, he disappeared into the woods.

The Taoist priest gripped his "Wang Mazi cleaver" and nervously eyed the large, translucent, milky-white bubble that was slowly drifting towards him. He noticed more than a dozen pink worms crawling inside the thin walls. The little creatures all had excited and anxious expressions on their faces, their triangular eyes staring expectantly at the Taoist priest, looking eager to try their luck.

Inside the wooden house, the elderly nun from Emei lay face up on the bed, unconscious.

Mao Da nervously rubbed his hands together, muttering, "When a person faints, they need immediate external cardiac resuscitation. To save this old nun, I can't care what others say..." With that, he resolutely stepped forward, placing his hands on the old nun's high breasts and gently massaging them...

Mao Er, his face flushed, swallowed hard and hurriedly stepped forward, saying, "If a person is in shock, their blood circulation will be impaired, and their dantian will feel extremely congested. Saving her is the priority, so I must first help the old nun to circulate her qi..." He was very short, and with both hands he lifted the old nun's shirt, just enough to bury his head in her belly, and began to suck hard on her navel...

Outside the wooden house, Master Wei raised his cleaver, about to smash the large bubble, but then he thought, no, those pink larvae are eager to "emerge from their cocoons," and if he were to provoke them, it wouldn't be a good thing... He put down the cleaver, took out a thin bamboo tube from his pocket, pulled out the stopper, and blew hard at the large bubble. With a "whoosh," a ball of blazing flame shot out of the bamboo tube, instantly igniting the bubble...

"Squeak squeak squeak..." The pink wriggling larvae let out a delicate scream, then a few wisps of green smoke rose up, and they all turned to ashes.

Master Wei breathed a sigh of relief, put away the "Maoshan Fire Scythe Tube," and turned to walk into the wooden house.

"Junior brothers, what are you doing!" Master Wei shouted angrily when he saw that Mao Da's hands were on the old nun's chest and Mao Er's head was buried in her lower abdomen.

Helpless, Mao Da and Mao Er had no choice but to step down. "Senior brother, we are trying our best to wake up the old nun," Mao Da said sullenly.

"Yes, if the old nun's dantian qi sea is congested for too long, it might affect her future fertility," Mao Er explained awkwardly.

"Nonsense!" Master Wei knew perfectly well that these two were taking advantage of his vulnerability, so he angrily cursed, "You are a disgrace to the Maoshan Sect..."

Master Wei walked up to the old nun from Emei. Considering the difference between men and women and the need for propriety in physical contact, he reached into his pocket and took out a fountain pen. He then pressed the pen firmly against her philtrum, and the old nun slowly regained consciousness...

"Huh, where's my 'Ghost Pot'?" She turned her head and looked around, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and her face showed extreme horror. Her lips trembled as she stammered, "Secretary Xing, he... he's a monster!"

Master Wei said calmly, "That's the 'Worm-Headed Barbarian,' an evil creature attached to him."

"Where is he?" the old nun asked, still shaken.

“After the evil creature appeared, Secretary Xing could no longer hide it, so he left without saying goodbye,” Master Wei replied.

"Alas... what a pity that 'Ghost Pot' with its magical power is gone," the old nun sighed regretfully, and subconsciously touched her chest and abdomen, muttering to herself in confusion, "Strange, why is my belly all wet..."

Chapter 198

In the early hours of the morning, the waning moon slanted across the sky above Fengling Temple, and the sound of roosters crowing could be heard from the distant villages.

Before the mountain gate, Guo Ruchang and Secretary Xing stood facing each other. His nose twitched slightly, and although he couldn't see anything for the time being, he had already sensed the wriggling barbarian parasitizing the other's body...

After leaving Taiyi Peak, Secretary Xing traveled south to Hedong. Two days later, late at night, he finally arrived at Fengling Temple, an ancient temple with a history of thousands of years, located on the old course of the Yellow River.

At that moment, under the dim moonlight, he looked Guo Ruchang and his daughter up and down, and said, "Ha, you fellow villager are really funny. Not only are you dressed strangely, but you also speak in a very literary way. As for me, I am Secretary Xing of the county party committee. You are a local, and I would like to ask you for directions to a place."

"Where?" Guo Ruchang asked calmly.

"Do you know about 'Guanzhong Earth's Navel'?" Secretary Xing asked tentatively.

"Why look for the 'Guanzhong Earth's Navel'?" Guo Ruchang's heart stirred.

"Looking for someone." Secretary Xing observed the expression and felt that he had asked the right person.

"Whom are you looking for?" Guo Ruchang asked in surprise, thinking that there was no one else under the navel except himself.

“Li Dihuo,” Secretary Xing replied.

"So, you are one of the 102 descendants of Li Dihuo born in Huanglong Prefecture, Guandong?" Guo Ruchang nodded. By calculation, this Secretary Xing was his grandson.

Upon hearing this, Secretary Xing was taken aback, staring blankly at Guo Ruchang, muttering, "How did you know..."

"Hmph," Guo Ruchang sneered, "Li Dihuo is my son, and I am the ancestor of all the barbarians in the world today..."

Secretary Xing was even more astonished, his tense gaze fixed on Guo Ruchang with vigilance and hesitation.

"You don't believe me, do you?" Guo Ruchang sneered, then his neck cracked loudly, instantly stretching more than two meters in length. He looked down at him and said, "Junior, aren't you going to come and pay your respects to this old man?"

At this moment, Secretary Xing no longer had any doubts. Overwhelmed with emotion, tears streamed down his face. In this vast world, he had finally encountered his kindred spirit, like a child who had been separated from his mother for many years, or an underground party member who had lost contact with the Party and gone through countless hardships to find his organization...

"Hehehe..." He also shook his head, slowly stretching his neck.

Under the pale moonlight, two long necks were pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other tenderly and affectionately...

“Your father, Li Dihuo, is dead…” Guo Ruchang said sadly.

Secretary Xing was stunned upon hearing this, and exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't the Rutou people supposed to live very long lives?"

"He was killed inside the navel of the earth." Guo Ruchang recalled with a touch of sadness.

"Who killed Father?" Secretary Xing asked bitterly.