The Unruly Immortals

Li Huowang couldn't help but suppress his laughter, suddenly feeling that a Taoist asking for help from nuns was indeed a very funny affair.

"Ahem, esteemed masters, please, no more laughing, my trouble is really urgent, if it's not resolved it could be the death of me," Li Huowang, unable to contain his amusement any longer, spoke gravely.

"Come with me; we'll go ask Master for advice. Oh, right, bring two Gold Beans for the road."

A greasy, fat hand reached out in front of Li Huowang.

Li Huowang wasn't afraid of the nun asking for money; anything that could be solved with money wasn't a problem to him.

After two Gold Beans were handed over, Li Huowang followed the chubby nun outside.

When about to leave the room, Li Huowang looked back at the other nuns with a bit of reluctance. He felt being around their carefree selves daily was quite enjoyable, to the point where even the foul air didn't smell so bad anymore.

Back on the small path between the buildings, Li Huowang addressed the nun leading the way, "I am Xuanyang from Qingfeng Taoist Temple, may I ask for your venerable name?"

"Miaoyu." The chubby nun with a face full of fat, picking her nose as she spoke.

"Ahem, what a nice name," Li Huowang restrained himself for a long time before stopping himself from laughing—the name didn't match her appearance at all.

After walking for a while, a row of low thatched cottages appeared before them. The fat nun walked straight in. "You wait here; I'm going to take a dump."

"Okay, may Master Miaoyu have a smooth endeavor," Li Huowang bowed with his hands clasped together, trying to hold back his laughter.

"Ah~ Hehe." Li Huowang stood beside the thatched cottage with a smile, stretching lazily. He felt incredibly at ease.

Li Huowang now saw everything as laughable, feeling so amused by his surroundings.

Just as he was about to burst into laughter recalling what had just happened, suddenly everything began to collapse. The white hospital walls began to replace everything around him, and some imaginary figures began to materialize.

The recently at-ease Li Huowang's expression instantly became extremely unsightly, contorting as he clutched his head with both hands.

"No, not now! Hold on a moment longer, shh, shh!! Please help! I beg you, be quiet, quiet, shh~shh~~~shh..."

Li Huowang's pleading seemed to take effect; after a while, everything around him calmed down again.

The pale Li Huowang, wiping the cold sweat from his face, stood up again.

The effects of Black Taisui were receding, and those illusions would soon return.

However, Li Huowang had to push these matters aside for now. In the face of life and death, illusions were minor issues.

Feeling quite upset, Li Huowang recalled what had just occurred but found he couldn't bring himself to be happy anymore.

"Sigh..." Li Huowang let out a heavy sigh.

It was then that he suddenly heard a noise and walked towards the back of the outhouse.

When he saw the scene at the back, he was genuinely shocked.

Behind the outhouse was an enclosure made of bamboo, housing some black, long-haired pigs.

What was inside was the yellow filth being sprayed out, along with the grunting black pigs,

This scene instinctively made Li Huowang feel extremely nauseous.

He had previously heard that the nuns of An Ci Nunnery raised pigs, but what he hadn't expected was that the nuns were actually using this stuff to feed the pigs!

Looking at the pigs in front of him, Li Huowang's impression of An Ci Nunnery gradually deteriorated; the nuns here were strange, very strange indeed.

As the black pigs dispersed with snorting and grunting noises, Miaoyin walked out from the thatched cottage and saw Li Huowang standing beside the pigpen. She didn't say anything and continued to lead him forward.

"Let's hurry up, I still need to take a nap later."

"Do you eat the pigs you raise yourselves?" Li Huowang suddenly asked a question.

"What nonsense! Didn't you see we are nuns? We believe in the Bodhisattva! We can't eat meat. How can you call yourself a Taoist when you don't even understand this?"

Miaoqing's tone was thick with disdain, but then the subject changed, and she became somewhat despondent.

"Alas, we don't want to raise pigs, but with nobody offering incense or making donations, we've got to do something to earn our keep. People can't just live on the north wind."

"Indeed, indeed," Li Huowang absentmindedly agreed, following behind her and continuing forward.

After wandering around, Miaoling led Li Huowang to a stop in front of a room.

"The Master is inside, I won't go in. To be honest, I'm a bit scared of her, oh, right, the Master's dharma name is Jingxin."

Without waiting for Li Huowang to speak, she turned and left.

Li Huowang watched her departing figure for a moment and then quietly chuckled as he walked inside.

The room was very dark, with sounds of swallowing food and an even more pungent stench. All these abnormalities made Li Huowang unconsciously reach for the bamboo slip on his back.

Just as Li Huowang lifted his right foot to walk into the darkness, he felt he stepped on something shriveled and quickly retracted his foot.

"You should light a lamp; I am blind and have no need for light," a hoarse old voice came from the darkness.

"Alright, Master," when Li Huowang took out the glow-stone and threw it in the direction where he had just stepped, the sight that greeted him made his body shudder.

It was an extremely fat and old woman wearing a nun's cap, with hollow eyes that were two dark cavities, and loose skin sagging from her face pulled down by the fat around her neck, as if it could be torn off at any moment.

The sight of her in the dimly lit room was undoubtedly horrific.

The face wasn't even the most important part; it was her body.

Her entire obese body nearly filled the whole room, filthy and fat with bloodied, festering sores, and it seemed as though somethings were writhing inside them!

And this woman was hugging a large basin, greedily scooping up the greasy food with both hands.

"Hehe, how unusual, it's rare for someone with a heart like Xinsu to come see me." The terrifying old nun said with a toothless grin and continued to eat.

Although she looked exceedingly horrifying, her voice was unexpectedly kind. If the lights were extinguished, one might even think her some aged elder.

But Li Huowang had no time to think about these things; upon hearing her mention Xinsu, his heart instantly tensed to the extreme, ready to retreat at any moment.

"What's the hurry? Clearly, you're just a kid who knows nothing. Since when does An Ci Nunnery need any other stuff? We're too lazy to deal with it. Actually, my son is also a Xinsu."

"Oh?" Li Huowang perked up. "Then Master Jingxin, where is your son now?" This was the first time Li Huowang heard about another Xinsu.

"He went mad. Most Xinsu end up quite miserably; going mad is relatively one of the better outcomes."

Master Jingxin spoke of her son's story with a somber voice.