Someone came to my door and asked me to drive away a demon, offering fifty silver dollars. It was a generous offer, no small sum.
All right, all right. For my sister, it was only a little blood.
"Mr. Wang, we didn't invite you here to exorcise a demon. That was only a pretext to avoid the eyes and ears of Divine Path Heaven. In fact, we know who you are."
"Work with us. Someone as well traveled and knowledgeable as you should know what the name Tusi means in Guangxi."
"Mr. Wang, if you want to rescue your sister, you must get the Three-Headed God to kill the leader of Divine Path Heaven."
"We have worshipped the Three-Headed God for hundreds of years, with abundant incense and extraordinary sacrifices. Yet the Three-Headed God has never answered our request."
"We thought that you, Mr. Wang, would surely have a way."
In that little temple in the secluded mountain wilderness, I gazed at the thirty-foot deity statue, my heart filled with awe.
This was the most powerful wild god I had ever seen. The Tusi certainly lived up to their name, having hidden this wild god right under Divine Path Heaven's nose for so many years.
With three heads and six arms, he possessed immense martial might. Merely standing before his statue, I could feel this wild god's divine power.
I asked the Tusi's people to leave, leaving only myself in the little temple.
For a month, I lived and slept in that little temple, keeping the statue company day and night.
I wanted to befriend this Three-Headed God. If we were friends, perhaps I could pay a smaller price.
But I had overestimated myself a little.
What standing did a demon fetus born and nurtured by nature have to befriend