Burn My Remaining Body

Meng Yuan's hands were covered in blood, mostly Wolf One's, but some of his own. There was a wound on the back of his hand, and bone fragments were still stuck to it.

Now that he had calmed down, Meng Yuan felt parched. He wasn't scared afterward, only feeling the tension and excitement.

Sitting on the ground, he steadily breathed while cleaning the wound on his hand.

This chase was truly dangerous, even more so than the battle with Black Mian and White Mian. Moreover, this time there was no one to look after him. A single mistake could have easily cost him his life here.

After resting for a while, Meng Yuan got up. He didn't have much strength to carry Wolf One's body, so he simply held the long saber and the Monk's Saber in one hand and dragged Wolf One's long tail with the other, heading back.

He didn't know how Master Nie was doing at this moment, but Meng Yuan estimated that Master Nie's strength was already superior to Great Tail Venerable's, and with his outwardly relaxed but inwardly vigilant nature, defeating Great Tail Venerable shouldn't be difficult.

The spring rain rustled, urging all things to revive. Meng Yuan stepped on the slippery ground, leaving a footprint with each step as he walked back.

After a short while, he saw the little Weasel, completely soaked, still hanging from a peach tree branch. Its body was long and its limbs were short, making it look like a tightly drawn bow.

The little Weasel swayed back and forth, muttering for help. Upon hearing Meng Yuan's footsteps, it quickly looked over.

It was fine if it didn't look, but once it did, it saw a person covered in blood dragging Wolf One's tail towards it. The little Weasel didn't dare to make a sound. It wanted to cover its mouth with its claws but was tied up and couldn't move. It was so anxious it was almost crying.

The little Weasel simply closed its eyes, hoping the approaching person wouldn't see it. But as the sound of footsteps grew closer, the little Weasel opened one eye and saw the person standing directly in front of it, a hint of a smile on their blood-stained face.

"Grandmother, don't you recognize me?" Meng Yuan stepped forward and reached out to flick the little Weasel's head.

"You are..." The little Weasel was utterly bewildered. It sniffed hard and exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! You're Little Gelder!"

Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Grandmother, what kind of immortal technique are you practicing here?"

"I was hung up by a bad guy!" The little Weasel didn't catch Meng Yuan's teasing. Instead, it said seriously in a clear voice, "Little Gelder, your knowledge is lacking. If you go out into the world like this, you'll suffer losses!"

At a time like this, don't try to be a teacher!

"Then I'll be going," Meng Yuan said.

"No, no, no!" The little Weasel quickly stopped him. "Little Gelder, save me!"

"Let me ask you, what's your name and where are you from?" Meng Yuan didn't rescue it, but instead started asking questions.

"My name is Xiang Ling," the little Weasel answered honestly. "I'm the Grand Inspector of Old Turtle Pit in Big Head Mountain!"

"Grand Inspector?" Meng Yuan became interested and asked, "Are there Little Inspectors? Who else is there?"

"No, there's just me!" Xiang Ling's round eyes widened, looking very serious.

There's only you in Old Turtle Pit, and you're the Grand Inspector. That's very reasonable!

Meng Yuan smiled and asked again, "I remember before the New Year, you said you were going to celebrate your godmother's birthday and also have a blind date. Did it work out?"

"Alas, a child without a mother, it's a long story," Xiang Ling still had an old-fashioned air about her even while hanging, but her tone was particularly proud. "It's almost settled! The prospective groom's family is very wealthy and is looking for a clever and smart housekeeper! As soon as the matchmaker saw me, she said I would definitely do it! Sure enough, after the matchmaker went to the prospective groom's house and told them, she even brought me back five eggs, saying they were very fond of me!"

The more he listened, the more unreliable it sounded. They were fond of her without even meeting?

Meng Yuan asked again, "Then how did you end up here?"

Xiang Ling sighed again and said, "The matchmaker said they wanted to see my sincerity first. My godmother and I took out all our savings and gave them to the matchmaker, entrusting her to make arrangements and settle the marriage early. Then..."

"Wait a moment." Seeing that Xiang Ling was about to continue, Meng Yuan pinched its mouth with one hand and rubbed his forehead with the other, asking, "What kind of demon is the matchmaker? And what kind of demon is your godmother?"

"The matchmaker is a Green Pelt Old Fox, very amiable! She knows a lot about things in the city and even taught me how to dress up!" Xiang Ling had an excellent impression of the matchmaker and praised her as soon as she mentioned her. She continued, "My godmother is a Roe Deer, and she's also very, very good!"

Well, well, well, an old fox used five eggs to completely fool a silly Roe Deer and a silly Weasel! And they hadn't even realized it was a scam!

"Then how did you get here?" Meng Yuan asked again.

"My godmother and I had no savings left, and we heard that you could get eggs by listening to people sing opera here, so we came." As Xiang Ling said this, her voice slowly became tearful. "Godmother said we had to earn some family property so we would have face when we went to the in-laws' house. At first, Great Tail Brother would give out eggs in the morning and then sing opera, and we would take them and leave. Later, he would give them out after singing, so we would wait until the opera was finished before coming. Woo woo woo woo..."

Well, well, well! You two mother and daughter didn't listen to a single lesson, but you didn't miss out on any benefits! You were plucking the fur off Great Tail Venerable's wolves! No wonder he was bald!

Also, he was clearly promoting Buddhism and Daoism, but to you two mother and daughter, it became singing opera!

"What happened after that?" Meng Yuan listened with great interest.

"Woo woo woo, after that..." Xiang Ling's two round eyes were filled with tears, which then streamed down. "Godmother found it too troublesome to come and get eggs every day, so she told White Mian, who was giving out the eggs, to just give us a month's worth at once to save trouble. White Mian had known my godmother since they were little, and it thought what godmother said made sense, so it gave them to us."

Meng Yuan felt that this was truly a case of meeting one's match!

"Woo woo woo, later Wolf One found out about this and made Black Mian and White Mian go down the mountain to steal medicine, and even captured and ate my godmother!" Xiang Ling cried loudly. "Great Tail Brother said I had Buddhist nature and hung me up, saying I had to endure five hundred years of wind and five hundred years of rain. Woo woo woo, I wanted to go home and get some clothes, but he wouldn't let me!"

So the matter of Black Mian and White Mian going down the mountain was related to you two mother and daughter!

This was a sad story, but Meng Yuan still found it very funny.

"Alright, stop crying. I'll save you." Meng Yuan was kind-hearted after all. Seeing that Xiang Ling had been tricked into marriage, her godmother had died, and she had been hung for many days, and also that Xiang Ling hadn't done anything evil, he decided to save her along the way.

He took out his saber and cut the rope, untying Xiang Ling. The little Weasel sniffled, "Little Gelder, you're quite nice."

"Hurry up and go. Don't come here again in the future," Meng Yuan said gently.

"Did you kill Wolf One? Where's Great Tail Brother?" Xiang Ling shook off the rainwater vigorously and glanced timidly at Wolf One's corpse.

"Don't ask too much, just leave quickly," Meng Yuan said.

"Then I'm going." Xiang Ling opened her round eyes and ran a few steps forward, then turned back. She stood on her hind legs, put her front paws together in a bow, and then fled in a flash towards the northwest.

Meng Yuan rested for a while longer before continuing to drag Wolf One's tail to find Nie Yannian.

After walking three or four hundred steps, he saw Nie Yannian standing on the ground, completely unharmed.

And Great Tail Venerable was slumped against a withered peach tree, having long lost his dignified appearance. His monk's robe was tattered and covered in bloodstains. His limbs seemed to be shattered, and there were two large saber wounds on his chest, where white bone and internal organs were still visible.

As for Ren Debiao, there was still no sign of him. He was probably still chasing Wolf Two.

Nie Yannian didn't pay attention to Meng Yuan either. He just sneered and stared intently at Great Tail Venerable, questioning, "Great Tail Wolf, tell me who that Guru is, and I'll spare your life!"

"Amitabha, what difference is there between life and death? It's merely entering the cycle of reincarnation again. Even if you break every bone in my body, it will be of no avail." Great Tail Venerable had lost his ferocity at this point. His tone was compassionate, truly giving off the feeling of a high monk.

"Since that's the case, I'll send you to the Demon Suppression Division. There will be experts who can extract everything you've seen and heard!" Nie Yannian said.

"No matter, no matter."

Great Tail Venerable's voice was weak. He struggled to raise his arms, which had not a single intact bone left, and pressed his palms together, lowering his eyebrows. "Bearing Karma Fire, this is how it should be."

As he spoke, tiny flames ignited in the wounds on Great Tail Venerable's chest and abdomen, then rapidly grew, covering his entire body.

Nie Yannian frowned, not offering any help, remaining silent with a very grim expression.

Just as Great Tail Venerable was about to pass away, he left behind a verse, saying: "Chanting the Buddha, seeing the Buddha, ascending to the shore of enlightenment, a frail body and meager life enter the furnace soup. Bearing karma to be reborn and cultivate the true fruit, finding peace in the Pure Land, joy unending."

His voice was slow, and there was no suffering from the burning fire. Instead, his face showed a hint of benevolent compassion, yet also seemed resentful and hateful, truly bizarre.

Just a few breaths after he finished speaking, Great Tail Venerable was reduced to ashes.