Mutated Tao – Chapter 92: The Eighteenth Lunar

Chapter 92: The Eighteenth Lunar

Hearing Li Huowangs words, Wu Qing grunted; his face was still half swollen from the previous night. Then, he pulled out a stool and took his bowl before sitting with his back facing the youth that just exited the room.

Hoh. He makes it look like Im the one who holds grudges instead. Senior Li, you mustve used a lot of silver just to convince him right? he asked mockingly before walking into the hall and picking up a yellow steamed cornbread from the bowl and munching on it.

Hey! You brat, how can you be so disrespectful? Did your mother not teach you to be polite? demanded Wu Qing. Since he had Li Huowang supporting him, he was not as cowardly as yesterday when he was tied to the pillar.

Hearing the old man disrespecting his mother, the anger in his heart exploded.


He instantly unsheathed his sharp sword and pointed it at Wu Qings goatee. I dare you to say that one more time!

What are you doing?! shouted Wu Qings six sons and eight grandsons as they placed their bowls down. Then, they stood up, rolled their sleeves, and circled him.

Fuck! Do you think Im afraid of you guys? I dare you to take one more step! Ive already killed hundreds of people and I dont mind adding a few more to that list. Come closer and try me! he shouted. Seeing the hostility of the Wu family made him feel extremely irritated as his heart beat faster.Expplre ptodte stories at no/el//bin(.)cm

Put down your sword and stand outside! A loud voice interjected.

At that moment, when he saw Li Huowangs hardened face, he knew that Senior Li was really angry. He stared daggers at the Wu family as he sheathed the sword and walked toward the door.

Senior Lis voice sounded behind him. Old man, you know how young people are. They dont even have a mustache but still love to boast. Hes just lying. He has never killed a single person.

Hmph! You think I couldnt see what kind of boy he is? All bark but no bite. Who does he think he is? Nothing but an inexperienced chick. Heck, the amount of salt Ive eaten throughout my life is probably more than the amount of rice he has eaten in his life, said Wu Qing.

Hearing the old man say that, he angrily turned around.

So what if Im young? Just because Im fourteen, am I not a man? That old man is nothing but hot air either!

At that moment, he saw Li Huowangs cold gaze trained on him, causing his heart to skip a beat as he hurriedly ran out.

The village was covered in a faint white fog early in the morning. As he stretched, he felt the crisp air around him. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and squatted down to look at the ants on the ground.

You there. Monk, what are you squatting down there for? a voice rang out behind him.

He stood up and straightened his yellow monk robes before politely placing his palms together as he talked to the white-haired girl in front of him. Amitabha. I am doing Vipassana.

Hoho, what an interesting monk, just like a child. You are only looking at the ants moving their nest and yet you are still able to say that you are doing Vipassana.

When he saw the girls white eyelashes fluttering, the monk slipped into confusion, as if he was reminded of something. But just as he did, he lowered his head and chanted some sutra, while vowing to never again set his eyes on the girl in front of him who had shaken his heart so easily.

Then continue on with your Vipassana, goodbye. said the white haired girl.

Looking at the girl entering into the Wu Family courtyard, he saw that there were many other unfamiliar faces inside. Did the village head have guests? Why do I not remember him saying anything about that?

The monk stood there silently as he stared at the weird looking guests. Then, he suddenly slapped his head.

What am I doing? Why am I acting like the aunties in the village who likes to gossip? Ive already become a monk and should not be doing this sort of thing. I should just continue chanting my sutras. The monk swiftly turned around as he thumbed his prayer beads and slowly walked back to his temple.

He walked on and on before encountering a pile of dung on the ground. However, even before he even got close to it, a child with a bamboo basket on his back ran over, picked up the cow dung, and threw it into the bamboo basket. This dung was made by my familys cow! Its mine!

He panicked when he heard that. What do you mean its your familys cow?! I can say the same as well! This is my cow dung!

Hearing this, the child in front of him made a funny face toward him. Shameless~ You are already so old but you still want to fight with a child over cow dung.

Hearing this, his old face turned red as he raised his walking stick; he wanted to give that impolite child a good beating.

Looking at the child running away while still making funny faces at him, he chuckled. Hah! Im already so old; why am I still fighting with a child?

With his walking stick, he slowly walked into the small courtyard that he had lived in for his entire life. There, he sat on the rocking chair and watched as the leaves slowly fell from the trees while he reminisced his entire life.

Just then, his old neighbors voice came from his door. Old man~ You are already eighty-four this year. The King of Hell might not have called you over just yet, but shouldnt it already be your time? Hahaha~

Hey! You silly old thing! All you know how to do is to curse me. It's almost as if you think I cant curse you back too, he shouted.

Just as he was about to stand up from his rocking chair, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It was his time.

He had always heard other old folks saying that everyone would know the exact moment their death was approaching. To think that it was true.

He felt everything around him becoming smaller and smaller while he slowly floated up. His body was light and he felt cozy. Is this what death feels like?

But then, everything changed. His surroundings became twisted, and even his wrinkled face became twisted as well.

His face continued changing; from a youth, to a monk with a scar on his head, to an old lady.

Finally, after changing a few times, his face returned back to that of a young man.

At that moment, he was stunned by the familiar yet unfamiliar white walls in front of him. Three questions popped up in his mind.

Where am I? Where is this? What am I doing?

Just then, two patients walked past his window as they talked.

Im not the same as you guys. Im not mental, I just have a neurological disorder. This means that my brain and neurons were slightly altered. To be called mental due to just that is downright derogatory! There, look at him. Little Li is a true mental patient. He talks to himself and inflicts self-harm every single day.

No need to talk about him. What a poor lad, to be afflicted by such an ailment even though hes still so young.

As if Li Huowang that brat would hop out of his bed and scold me. Wait thats actually not bad. I would rather get scolded.

Li Huowang? In an instant, Li Huowang recalled everything. He pieced everything together and immediately realized what had happened.

Instantly, Li Huowangs confused face was filled with hostility as he bellowed in rage. Im not some **ing monk nor am I an old man! Im Li Huowang! That **ing Eighteenth Lunar stole my identity!

Chacha and Char's Thoughts

And now you know what happened in the previous chapter. Mind boggling.

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Chapter end

Chapter 1: The Master
Chapter 2: Li Huowang
Chapter 3: Jade Pendant
Chapter 4: Black Cauldron
Chapter 5: Pills
Chapter 6: Worth
Chapter 7: Zephyr Temple
Chapter 8: Rewriting the Script
Chapter 9: Black Taisui
Chapter 10: Steamed Buns
Chapter 11: Xuan Yuan
Chapter 12: Pill Recipe
Chapter 13: Refining Pills
Chapter 14: Ally
Chapter 15: Zheng Kun
Chapter 16: Head
Chapter 17: Found It!
Chapter 18: The Method To Become An Immortal?
Chapter 19: Superstitious
Chapter 20: Dan Yangzi
Chapter 21: Attaining Immortality
Chapter 22: Exit
Chapter 23: Home
Chapter 24: Plunder
Chapter 25: Path in the Forests
Chapter 26: Frightening
Chapter 27: Evil
Chapter 28: Lu Family
Chapter 29: Stage
Chapter 30: Performance
Chapter 31: A Wandering God
Chapter 32: Hu’s Family Ancestral Hall
Chapter 33: Continue The Performance!
Chapter 34: The God of Happiness
Chapter 35: Confused
Chapter 36: Donkey Cart
Chapter 37: The Nine Classes
Chapter 38: Jianye Town
Chapter 39: Wild
Chapter 40: Midnight
Chapter 41: Monk
Chapter 42: Monastery
Chapter 43: Buddha
Chapter 44: Righteous Monastery
Chapter 45: Buddha Statue
Chapter 46: Xin Hui
Chapter 47: Placing the Incense Sticks
Chapter 48: Escape
Chapter 49: Strayed One
Chapter 50: Buddha
Chapter 51: Negotiation
Chapter 52: Dan Yangzi
Chapter 53: Ponder
Chapter 54: Wandering God
Chapter 55: Healed
Chapter 56: Beyond the Border
Chapter 57: Shaman
Chapter 58: Li Zhi
Chapter 59: Chosen Apprentice
Chapter 60: Shaman
Chapter 61: Second Deity
Chapter 62: Night Visit
Chapter 63: Red Veil
Chapter 64: Drum
Chapter 65: Let’s See How You Beat The Drum Now!
Chapter 66: A Virtuous Person
Chapter 67: Parcel
Chapter 68: Festival
Chapter 69: Meal
Chapter 70: Lake
Chapter 71: Water Bandits
Chapter 72: Dragon Gate Village
Chapter 73: Murder
Chapter 74: Death
Chapter 75: Warehouse
Chapter 76: Bamboo Slips
Chapter 77: Ba-Hui
Chapter 78: The Aftermath
Chapter 79: Market
Chapter 80: Nun
Chapter 81: The Benevolent Nunnery
Chapter 82: Abbess Jingxin
Chapter 83: Strayed One
Chapter 84: Sense of Doubt and Confusion
Chapter 85: Descent
Chapter 86: Departure
Chapter 87: Forest
Chapter 88: Rules
Chapter 89: Wu Family
Chapter 90: Girl
Chapter 91: Li Huowang
Chapter 94: Bewilderment
Chapter 92: The Eighteenth Lunar
Chapter 93: Red
Chapter 96: Ba-Hui’s Descent
Chapter 98: Backtrack
Chapter 95: Pain
Chapter 97: Doctor Li
Chapter 99: Night Visit
Chapter 100: Yang Xiaohai
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