EBE Chapter 584: Saving a Demon, Jiang Chacha's Heart Was Pierced
Chapter 584: Saving a Demon, Jiang Chacha's Heart Was Pierced
Chapter 584: Saving a Demon, Jiang Chacha's Heart is Pierced
Huang Maomao was so angry that she vomited a mouthful of blood. Her husband and children had died tragically.
Jiang Chacha couldn't stand it anymore and shook her wrist: "Go burn him with the Flame Stick."
The flaming staff flew off and caught fire as soon as it touched Hou Guangzong.
Hou Guangzong's skin and flesh were burned open and his whole body was charred black. He screamed in agony and was in unbearable pain, but he could not die.
Hou Shouping couldn't find the words to ask for anything. Her grandfather had killed an entire family and eaten their children; it was too cruel and bloody.
Seeing her son in such agony, the female ghost pleaded with Jiang Chacha: "Great Demon Senior, my child did all this for me. I am willing to endure the torment of being burned alive for my child, I am willing to be annihilated for my child. Please, spare my child, spare my child."
Jiang Chacha leaned her body downwards, wrapped her hand in demonic power, and grabbed the female ghost's chin: "I don't deny your love for him, nor do I deny your great maternal love."
"But your child is a child, while the children of my demon race are not children. They deserve to become a dish, chopped up and served to you by your son in front of their mother!"
The female ghost's chin was gripped, and she felt a tearing pain in her soul. She opened her mouth but couldn't find any words to defend her son, so she could only take all the blame upon herself: "It's my fault, it's all my fault..."
Jiang Chacha snorted coldly and flung the female ghost's soul to the ground: "Of course it's your fault. Once you're dead, your soul returns to the underworld. Once you're dead, everything in this world has nothing to do with you. Once you're dead, you shouldn't exist in this world."
"You use the excuse of loving him and being unable to let go of him to stay in this world, so that he can see you, feel sorry for you, and want to get your love again. You go astray and do things that hurt others in order to keep you here."
"The root of all this, his father was the trigger, and you were the firewood that burned him and burned others to death."
"You apologized to me and took all the blame upon yourself. Do you think that's great maternal love, that it will alleviate his pain and spare him from the agony of being burned alive?"
"What a joke! Let me tell you, the debt he owes will take him to the underworld. According to the laws of the underworld, he will be cast into the 18 levels of hell for at least 200 years!"
"No no no..."
"You little devil, don't you dare scare my mother like that!"
Hou Guangzong, burning in agony from the flames of the fire stick but unable to die, roared amidst the flames.
“Mother, don’t beg her, don’t believe what she says. I don’t regret what I’ve done.”
"I'm just jealous, I'm just envious. Even a four-legged, hairy beast knows how to cherish and support its wife and children. Why is it that my father, born as a human being, doesn't know how to cherish his own wife and children?"
"Why can even animals have the happiness of a happy family, but you and I can't have that kind of happiness?"
“A son is very important. Without a son, one will have no descendants, be bullied, and go hungry. But I am his son. I did not let him have no descendants, nor did I let him be bullied. Why didn’t he value me? Why did he kill you? Why? Why?”
"Because this is fate, this is your fate, this is Grandma's fate."
Jiang Chacha didn't respond, the female ghost didn't respond, and neither did Huang Maomao. It was Hou Guangzong's granddaughter, Hou Shouping, who responded.
She placed her backpack and the basin she was holding on the table. She stood beside Jiang Chacha, looking at her grandfather and great-grandmother.
"Grandpa, you had six sons, and your six sons gave you ten grandsons and seven granddaughters."
"Your eldest grandson and granddaughter gave you great-grandsons and great-granddaughters. All your sons, grandsons, and granddaughters are very filial."
“They had the opportunity to leave this valley, but for your sake, to make it easier to take care of you, they only moved down there, they didn’t leave for the big city.”
“If you don’t want to live with them, they will bring you food, drinks and other necessities themselves. When they can’t bring them themselves, they will ask us, their grandchildren, to bring you food and drinks.”
“You used to tell us that you were lucky, that your children and grandchildren were very filial, and that your good fortune was predestined.”
"But you know that this is a good destiny, so you should know that your fate is to be unloved by your father, lose your mother at an early age, live a lonely and helpless life in the first half of your life, and live a happy and fulfilling life in the second half of your life."
"But why did you go down this dead end? Why did you kill someone else's husband and eat someone else's child?"
Hou Guangzong was speechless when questioned by his granddaughter. He stopped struggling in the flames of the Flaming Stick and stared blankly at his granddaughter, seemingly oblivious to the burning pain.
Jiang Chacha stood up, walked over to Huang Maomao, and pulled her up from the ground: "Hou Shouping, your grandfather is just jealous and envious. To put it in modern terms, he didn't receive love in his family of origin, and his childhood was tragic and incomplete. He can't stand seeing other people have a good childhood, or seeing other people's parents being loving, kind, and filial."
"Even though he later received the love of his descendants, he felt that it could not fill the void in his heart that had lasted for decades."
“He can preach grand principles to you descendants, but he can’t convince himself that he grew up without love.”
"He begged his mother to stay, to let her ride on his back for the rest of her life, thinking that this would give him his mother's love and companionship."
"In reality, he couldn't see his mother day and night, nor could he touch her. He couldn't even cook something nice to show his filial piety to her."
Hou Guangzong lay sprawled on the ground, like a bloodied, homeless dog.
The female ghost ran to his side, wanting to touch him and hug him, but the flames shooting out from the flaming stick kept her at bay.
“And you, his mother.” Jiang Chacha grabbed Huang Maomao’s hand and suddenly choked the female ghost: “You were lying on your son’s back. You saw what your son did. You could have stopped him, you could have advised him, but you didn’t.”
“You did nothing, but you feel sorry for him, you feel indebted to him, so you indulge him and support every decision he makes.”
"If a child is not taught properly, it is the father's fault, but the mother's indulgence is even more terrible. Therefore, you two, mother and son, have witnessed the deaths of my demon race members. Not only will you have to pay for them, but you will also be punished when you go down to the underworld."
As soon as Jiang Chacha finished speaking, she loosened her grip. Huang Maomao felt his hand gripping the soul's throat, feeling the soul in pain, being torn apart, and suffering a fate worse than death as he tightened his grip.
Like a stray dog, Hou Guangzong saw his mother's soul suffering and wanted to get up to save her.
The fire burning his body, the fact that he had no good skin left, made it impossible for him to get up. He watched as his mother's soul was crushed and dissipated before his eyes, just like when he watched his father beat his mother to death when he was a child—he couldn't save her!
"Ahhh!"
Hou Guangzong let out a hoarse roar like a trapped beast, digging his hands into the hard mud until his fingernails broke and his flesh was bloody.
"Mother! Mother! Mother!"
He couldn't save his mother.
He was too young to save his mother when she was alive.
His mother died, her soul dissipated, and he was too old to save her!
"Why? Why? Why are you all treating me like this?"
Hou Guangzong uttered a heart-wrenching question.
"I just want a home, I just want my mother, I just want my father to love my mother, and I just want my mother to not suffer so much."
"Why, why is it that I could never fulfill this small wish in my entire life, and you still have to harm my mother's soul!"
He was filled with hatred and resentment here, and if it weren't for the scorching heat of the flame stick, he would have been on the verge of becoming a vengeful ghost.
Unfazed by the flames of the fire stick, Huang Mao Mao transformed his hands into the sharp claws of a yellow weasel and pounced on him, his hatred no less than Huang Mao Mao's: "Your tragedy was caused by your father, not by me, but my tragedy was caused by you."
"You killed my husband, you ate my children, go to hell, go to hell..."
Jiang Chacha snapped her fingers, and the flaming stick that had been scorching Hou Guangzong instantly returned to her wrist.
Jiang Chacha glanced at them, then turned to leave, calling after Hou Shouping, "Let's go out!"
Hou Shouping had tears in her eyes and looked reluctant, but she didn't dare to linger and followed Jiang Chacha out.
From inside the mud-brick house came the resentful screams of her grandfather and the weasel demon, sharp and continuous.
Hou Shouping cautiously asked Jiang Chacha, "Miss Jiang Chacha, did my great-grandmother's soul dissipate?" Jiang Chacha rubbed the flame stick on her wrist and said, "She didn't dissipate her soul. Her soul was damaged. Without your grandfather's control and deliberate attempts to keep her, her soul will automatically go to the local land temple, get her identity from the land temple, then go to the city god temple to get a stamp, and only then can she go down."
Hou Shouping asked anxiously, "Will she, like my grandfather, go to hell to be punished?"
Jiang Chacha countered, "It's wrong for her to linger in this world for too long, and it's even more wrong to get involved in her son's karma. So, do you think she won't be punished?"
Hou Shouping lowered her head: "I will be punished, severely punished!"
Jiang Chacha reminded her, "Don't worry, no matter how severe your great-grandmother's punishment is, it won't be as severe as your grandfather's."
Hou Shouping: "..."
As the sounds from inside the mud house faded, the wind dispersed the resentment and ghostly aura.
Jiang Chacha shook her hand, which was tied with a red thread of fate, and spiritual energy poured out from her palm, dissipating into the wilderness and benefiting all kinds of living things there.
A moment later, Huang Maomao, covered in blood, dragged Hou Guangzong's soul out. Hou Guangzong tried to struggle, but could not break free.
Jiang Chacha raised her hand and drew a talisman, which she then placed on Hou Guangzong's soul: "Yellow Hairy, let him go."
Huang Maomao asked worriedly, "Won't his resentment turn him into an evil spirit?"
Jiang Chacha replied, "No, I put a talisman on him. When you release him, his soul will automatically float to the local earth god. I've already spoken to the underworld officials, and they will come to pick him up and take him directly back to the underworld for interrogation through a special passage."
Huang Maomao then let go of him.
Just as Jiang Chacha said, as soon as she let go of him, his soul began to drift away uncontrollably.
Even though he was unwilling and shouted loudly, he could not control his soul and it went to the local earth god temple.
With a loud bang!
Hou Guangzong's three mud-brick houses collapsed, kicking up dust.
With a wave of his hand, Jiang Chacha sent a powerful gust of wind that dispersed the dust.
Huang Mao Mao knelt down in front of her with a thud: "Great Demon Senior, thank you, thank you so much. I don't know how to repay you for saving my life and avenging me. My only valuable asset is my life. You can eat me to make your cultivation even better."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chacha laughed out loud, making no attempt to hide her disdain: "You hundred-year-old weasel demon, barely managed to cultivate into human form before being tricked by humans and trapped for another hundred years. Without my demonic power to support you, you wouldn't even be able to maintain your human form."
"With your meager cultivation level, and not even a 10-pound original body, even if you skinned yourself, roasted yourself, and laid you on a plate for me to eat, I would still complain that you have too little meat and too many bones that would hurt my teeth, and I would have to use my demonic energy to digest you!"
Huang Maomao clutched his tattered clothes tightly: "But I really have nothing to repay you with!"
Jiang Chacha took out a pill: "Open your mouth!"
Huang Maomao obediently opened his mouth.
Jiang Chacha put the pill into her mouth.
Huang Maomao swallowed it without thinking.
Jiang Chacha took out a business card and a tea tree branch about the length of her middle finger, and presented them to her: "Your husband is dead, and your children will not come back to life. You have avenged yourself. I do not need to eat you to improve my cultivation, nor do I need you to repay me."
"The pill I just gave you can strengthen your body and help it recover better."
“You can’t stay in these mountains any longer. Now I’ll give you three choices. First, here’s the address of the Demon Clan’s office in the capital of the Three Realms Special Office. You can take this business card there and become a junior employee in the Demon Clan’s office. You can work and cultivate at the same time, and you’ll get a salary and spiritual herbs!”
"Secondly, go to the demon clan's stronghold, Youdu Mountain in the North Sea. When you reach the entrance to the North Sea, throw this branch into the Abyss. A black fish demon will come and lead you into the Abyss. Crossing the Abyss will take you to Youdu Mountain. You can cultivate diligently on Youdu Mountain, and if you're lucky, you can find quite a few good things."
"Thirdly, leave this place. In the human world, you can fly freely in the sky and swim freely in the sea. You can do whatever you want. Whether you live or die in the future depends on your fate. Consider the pills I gave you as a greeting gift from me, a great demon of the demon race. You don't need to take it as a favor."
Huang Maomao stared at the two objects in front of him, but did not reach out to take them. Instead, he asked Jiang Chacha, "Senior Demon, in less than a hundred years, can we demons walk openly in this human world?"
Jiang Chacha replied, "It's not exactly fair to walk around openly, but since you're in human form, as long as you don't cause trouble, you can go to the Special Office of the Three Realms, or the City God Temple, to register as a demon and live in the human world. Human demon hunters and sorcerers generally won't bother you."
Huang Maomao asked again, "What kind of work do the demons in the Special Office of the Three Realms mainly do?"
Jiang Chacha explained: "The things that demons usually do are to deal with the things that demons do in the human world. If they encounter ghosts or demons, they will help deal with them if they have the ability, and if they don't, they will call for help."
"A lowly demon like you, with no skills, would probably only be a data organizer or an identity registrar at the demon clan office."
After asking her question, Huang Maomao reached out and took the business card that Jiang Chacha handed her: "I've chosen to go to the Demon Clan Office to help more demons in the human world."
Jiang Chacha retracted her tea tree branch and said, "Okay, take this business card with you. Once you get there, all your identity and onboarding will be taken care of for you."
Huang Maomao nodded heavily, kowtowed to her several more times, then slowly got up and left, turning back every two steps and then turning around every three steps.
Jiang Chacha waited until she could no longer see Hou Shouping before turning her gaze back to Hou Shouping's face: "Your grandfather is dead, the house has collapsed, we can't dig him out, and I don't want to erase your memory..."
Hou Shouping quickly said, "I know what to do. I will never tell anyone about you or that blond guy."
Seeing that she was sensible, Jiang Chacha smiled and said, "You know it's good that you don't mention that Huang Maomao. Huang Maomao is a kind demon of my demon race. Your grandfather killed her husband and ate her children, but she only came to settle accounts with your grandfather, not with you."
"However, if it were me, or any other demon in our demon race, who killed a husband, ate a child, or imprisoned someone, your entire family, from your grandfather to your younger siblings, nephews, and nieces, would die."
Hou Shouping was so frightened that she shuddered and hurriedly promised, "I know, I know. I will definitely do more good deeds with my family in the future to atone for the sins my grandfather committed."
"Whatever, goodbye!"
Jiang Chacha finished speaking and disappeared right in front of her.
Hou Shouping was so frightened that she sat down on the ground with a thud, then hurriedly crawled to her knees and kowtowed to the four directions of east, west, south, and north.
Chongming appeared invisibly, standing where Jiang Chacha had just been standing. Unexpectedly, in such a short time, she had saved a demon from the demon race.
Chongming hooked the red rope tied to his little finger, and the red rope appeared, winding from below to the sky, with no end in sight.
Suddenly, the blood-red rope trembled, and after it trembled, one of the ropes broke and disappeared from Chongming's sight.
The color in Chongming's eyes suddenly changed, and he grabbed the red rope, heading towards the direction where the red rope meandered to the horizon.
Jiang Chacha used her magic to leave, but she didn't walk fast; on the contrary, she walked very slowly. When she passed through a large mountain, smoke suddenly rose from the mountain and enveloped her.
The thick smoke disoriented her, and she wandered around in circles for a long time before finally finding her way. Just as she began to use her magic to move, someone patted her on the shoulder.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned around, only to see Chongming, dressed in a black robe, his robes fluttering in the wind, with a divine face.
Chongming asked her, "Jiang Chacha Fairy, are you lost?"
Jiang Chacha replied with a smile, "The fog was too thick, and I got lost."
Chongming raised an eyebrow: "I'll take you away."
A sip of ginger tea: "Okay..."
Chongming leaned forward to stand beside her.
Jiang Chacha touched the flame stick on her wrist.
The Flame Staff hasn't been used yet.
Suddenly, Chongming, who was standing next to her, conjured a sharp longsword and swiftly and accurately stabbed it towards her heart: "I've heard that the heart of an ancient demon is very nourishing, I'll try it!"