Chapter 1629 - 849: Mr. Witch (Part 3)

Unfortunately, hope fell through.

And at this moment, Mr. Witch was still unconscious.

"We need to wake him up..." said Mo Hua.

This Mr. Witch, who was stationed at the Dragon King Temple and presided over the rituals, was certainly not a good person.

Everyone was in a hurry to find a way out and had no time to just wait idly for him to wake up naturally.

Waking someone up in this place with so many Supervisors around was not something Mo Hua needed to handle.

Xia Canonical Official took out a few Pills and fed them into Mr. Witch’s mouth.

Mo Hua didn’t know if they were for replenishing blood or for poisoning him to death.

A moment later, Mr. Witch did look a little better, but he still did not wake up.

Xia Canonical Official wanted to give him a few more, but Gu Changhuai was already impatient.

He grabbed Mr. Witch by the neck and lifted him up, slamming him on the ground a few times.

Mo Hua’s eyelid twitched; he could vaguely hear the sound of bones breaking.

But one had to admit that this method of "waking" was indeed very effective.

A moment later, an elderly, murmuring voice sounded.

"Stop... cough, stop..."

Gu Changhuai stopped and dropped Mr. Witch to the ground.

Mr. Witch slowly got up, feeling dizzy and in pain all over, severely losing blood, and his Vital Energy greatly damaged, as if he was plunged into Hell, taking a long time to come to his senses.

He looked at everyone with a pained expression and frowned as he spoke:

"Who... who are you? Why have you come to my Dragon King Temple and dared to disturb the Divine Lord’s peace? Aren’t you afraid..."

"Cut the crap," Gu Changhuai said impatiently, "We’re asking you questions, so answer truthfully. Otherwise, we’ll kill you now."

Mr. Witch sneered, "Ignorant fools, how dare you..."

Gu Changhuai again grabbed him by the neck, lifted him, and slammed him on the ground a few more times.

This time, Mr. Witch became compliant.

The pain made him realize his predicament.

"Sir, ask away. I will speak without reservation," Mr. Witch said sincerely, rubbing his broken ribs with clasped hands.

Gu Changhuai said, "Let me ask you, why did you steal our Token and not let us leave?"

"Steal the Token?" Mr. Witch was taken aback.

Gu Changhuai’s gaze was icy, "You don’t know?"

Mr. Witch frowned and thought for a moment, perplexedly saying:

"Why would I steal your Token? What Token? Besides, I don’t even know you. Why would I steal your Token?"

Gu Changhuai frowned, and the others exchanged looks; Mo Hua also found it strange.

This Mr. Witch, does he remember nothing?

Mo Hua said, "Then what do you know?"

"Know... what?" Mr. Witch still didn’t quite understand.

"I mean," Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "What were you doing in your last memory before this?"

Mr. Witch clasped his hands, sincerely saying, "I was sitting in front of this square’s main hall, routinely lecturing, extolling the Divine Lord’s might and virtue to the temple guards who were Believers."

"And then..."

Mr. Witch tried hard to recall, and suddenly his expression changed, his eyes somewhat manic:

"I seemed to have heard the Divine Lord’s prophecy. He said there would be a great crisis in this temple, a strong enemy was approaching, intending to kill the Divine Lord’s Believers, seize the Divine Lord’s Taoist Field, desecrate the Divine Lord’s altar, and encroach upon the Divine Lord’s authority..."

"And then, and then, I..."

Mr. Witch’s brow furrowed tightly, his expression painful, as if he couldn’t remember anything.

Then he suddenly looked around and saw the horribly dead temple guards, dismembered limbs everywhere, and blood splattered, a gruesome scene, which made him a bit nauseous, his expression shocked and then suddenly clear.

He wore an angry face, pointed at everyone, and said tremblingly: "You... it was you..."

"You are the enemies of the Divine Lord!"

"You killed the Believers in my temple! With such vicious means and a wicked heart, you..."

Mr. Witch’s burning anger rendered him speechless.

Mo Hua shook his head, "These people weren’t killed by us."

Mr. Witch retorted angrily, "Impossible!"

"You... you killed them," Mo Hua said, looking at Mr. Witch with clarity and certainty in his eyes.

Mr. Witch’s expression froze suddenly on his face, then he shook his head repeatedly, muttering: "Impossible, how could I have killed them, I..."

"Not only did you kill them," Mo Hua continued, "you also ’ate’ them..."

Mr. Witch’s face instantly turned deathly pale, a mix of urgency and anger in his eyes as he pointed at Mo Hua and said:

"You little wretch, you’re slandering me! How... how could I possibly eat people? I... I..."

"Look at the corner of your mouth, what is that?"

Mo Hua’s voice was calm, but to Mr. Witch’s ears, it sounded as chilling as a ghost from Hell.

Mr. Witch smacked his lips and only then did he taste the blood in his mouth.

There were even strands of meat stuck between his teeth.

This blood was human blood, and these strands of meat...

Mr. Witch’s eyes rolled back as he suddenly vomited frantically on the ground, as if trying to expel his liver and gallbladder.

Looking at Mr. Witch, Mo Hua murmured in slight surprise, "He truly didn’t know..."

Everyone watched Mr. Witch, on the verge of vomiting his guts out after just a few words from Mo Hua, then turned to look at Mo Hua silently, unable to speak...

Mr. Witch vomited for a long time, almost to the point of really expelling his insides, before he managed to regain himself a little.

Yet, in his heart, he still couldn’t accept the fact that he had killed a Believer of the Divine Lord and devoured their flesh.

"It must be you, it was you! It was you who killed, it has nothing to do with me..."

Mr. Witch cried hysterically.

Water Yama, not wanting to bear this "guilt," said sincerely, "Mr. Witch, you should recognize me, I am also a Believer of the Divine Lord, I..."

"Shut up!" Mr. Witch shouted angrily, "I understand now, it must be you, you brought these villains here, you betrayed the Divine Lord, you are also the sinner of the Divine Lord!"

Water Yama’s face turned unsightly.

Master Xiao’s eyes flickered slightly, then he said, "Mr. Witch seems to know nothing, so there’s no use keeping him. In that case, let’s cut open his stomach and retrieve that Token, so we can leave."

Mr. Witch was shocked, "What do you mean cut open my stomach?"

Master Xiao looked at him and said slowly, "You transformed into a monster, stole our Token, and swallowed it."

Mr. Witch said, "Impossible!"

Master Xiao disregarded him, "I’ll cut open your stomach, take out the Token and show you, then you’ll know."

Mr. Witch, in terror, said, "How could that be done? I’m gravely injured, once my stomach is cut open, how could I survive? Even if I don’t die, I’ll be left with half a life."

Master Xiao said coldly, "Whether you live or die, what does it matter to me? I only want the Token."

"But there’s truly no token in my belly."

"How do you know there’s none?"

"I would know if there was anything foreign in my stomach."

"I don’t believe you."

"You..."

Master Xiao drew his sword, ready to cut open Mr. Witch’s stomach.

Mr. Witch was pale with fear, powerless to resist, "There truly isn’t, there isn’t the slightest feeling of a foreign object in my abdomen..."

But Master Xiao wasn’t listening; he believed only what he could see.

Just then, Mo Hua suddenly said, "Master Xiao, perhaps Mr. Witch truly has no token in his stomach."

Master Xiao paused, frowning, "Why?"

Mo Hua said, "He transformed into a monster, his flesh is too filthy, and can corrode external objects. That Fish Bone Token, it doesn’t look sturdy enough, after being swallowed for so long, it probably has been corroded by Blood Qi..."

"Yes, yes," Mr. Witch grasped at the straw he clung to, nodding vigorously, "This little... Little Daoist speaks the truth!"

Master Xiao’s expression was stern and silent, caught up in thought.

Mo Hua, seeing the opportunity, said to Mr. Witch, "Now that the Dragon King Temple’s doors are sealed, do you know any other way to leave the Dragon King Temple?"

Mr. Witch’s expression was hesitating.

Mo Hua’s tone grew colder, "Don’t blame me for not warning you, Master Xiao is not someone to be trifled with. If you’re of no use, even if there’s truly no token in your stomach, he will dissect you regardless..."

Mr. Witch’s face turned as white as paper. After pondering for a moment, he said through gritted teeth, "There is a way out..."

"What way?"

"I have another Token hidden..."

Mo Hua raised an eyebrow, "Where is it hidden?"

Mr. Witch looked frightened, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke slowly, "I hid it... inside the altar..."

Mo Hua paused, then a slight smile curved his lips.

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