The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma?

Chapter 18: It Will Definitely Happen Tonight

The sun was slightly tilted.

Xia Chuan ordered the food downstairs and instructed the innkeeper to bring it directly to the room. Then, he and Gao Haoguang pushed open the door to the room on the second floor of the inn.

"My benefactor, you've returned?"

Bai Xiaoxiao was sitting on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs, and curiously looking at the passersby on the street through the window.

Upon seeing the two enter, he quickly got up to greet them.

"Um."

Xia Chuan nodded and handed over the cloth bag in his hand.

"clothing.

Go to a Western-owned tailor shop and buy a size that fits everyone. Go and change into it.

Your clothes were covered in blood and mud, and it won't wash that out anytime soon.

Bai Xiaoxiao took the cloth bag, but held it tightly in her hand, afraid to open it.

Xia Chuan glanced at her and saw through the girl's desire not to receive favors for nothing and her fear of causing trouble.

He sighed and advised:

"Take this. Consider it an advance payment for your help over the next few days."

"Make a move?" Bai Xiaoxiao was taken aback.

Xia Chuan then briefly recounted his conversation with Father Xu at the church to her.

Bai Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Cannibalism actually exists in the city?"

She had assumed that the outside world, with its laws, government, and countless novelties, would be much cleaner than Black Mountain Village.

"In this day and age, all sewers stink the same way."

Xia Chuan shook his head. "Moreover, this incident happened on the territory of a foreign church."

Haoguang and I scouted the location; it's practically impossible to sneak in without alerting them.

He pointed to the cloth bag:

"Therefore, we need your participation in this operation."

Consider this bag of clothes a bribe from me.

Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't help but chuckle, but her tone remained firm:

"My benefactor is joking."

Even without these clothes, I would still do my part to save lives.

"That won't do. One thing at a time."

Xia Chuan shook his head seriously.

"You don't owe us anything. When we ask you to do something, we should use the word 'please' out of courtesy and reason."

Bai Xiaoxiao's mouth was slightly open, feeling that her benefactor's words sounded too formal and polite.

Xia Chuan then changed the subject:

"So, once this is over and you have money, you'll have to buy me a new outfit to reciprocate."

Bai Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed even more happily, her initial restraint instantly disappearing.

Gao Haoguang, who was standing to the side, perked up his ears.

"Haoguang Daily News" needs an update.

He silently made a mental note of it:

Senior brother, you are twenty years old and like to dress as a woman. If you ever need his help in the future, you should bribe him with beautiful clothes.

Joking aside, Xia Chuan glanced at the setting sun outside the window, his expression turning serious:

"Alright, let's get down to business."

Every extra night that is delayed could mean the death of another innocent baby in the orphanage.

It was impossible to expect the Qing government to investigate foreigners; if they did not take action, who knows how many more people would die or be injured.

Gao Haoguang leaned closer: "Senior brother, have you come up with a plan? How are we going to infiltrate tonight?"

"Who said we were going to infiltrate?"

Xia Chuan gave him a strange look.

Gao Haoguang was completely stunned: "How can we get in without infiltrating?"

"Of course, we're going to do 'disaster relief'!"

Xia Chuan suddenly straightened his back, adopting a righteous and incorruptible expression.

"We, fellow disciples, are upright seekers of the Dharma who are passing through this place."

Unexpectedly, the foreigners' orphanage was suddenly attacked by the ruthless Nirvana Corpse!

In order to save innocent church members, we had no choice but to break down the door and fight back. Is that reasonable?

Gao Haoguang was stunned:

"Huh? No... are there Nirvana Corpses in the orphanage?"

I don't know if it's available now.

Xia Chuan turned his head and looked intently at Bai Xiaoxiao, who had inherited the divine power of the Dharma Corpse, a smile playing on his lips.

"But tonight...it will definitely happen."

........

Late at night, at the Holy Infant Nursery.

The monastery was brightly lit, but the dim candlelight could not dispel the nauseating oppressive feeling in the air.

Around the long table in the dining hall sat a group of blond, blue-eyed Western clergy.

They were tearing at the shriveled pieces of meat on their plates with gritted teeth.

"Damn it, they stole our Holy Communion."

The woman in the butler's uniform muttered a curse under her breath, "A bunch of insatiable pigs..."

"Watch your words."

The bishop, dressed in red, gave her a cold glance.

"Deacon Lina, you must understand that Holy Communion is an offering to the Lord, not food to satisfy your personal desires."

If you dare to blaspheme again, the Lord will surely punish you.

Lina trembled and bowed her head in agreement.

In his heart, however, he was maliciously thinking: If you hadn't been holding communion too frequently, how could you have attracted those monsters?

The Holy Communion, which was originally held once a month, is almost being changed to once every three months.

Savoring the vivid taste of true "Holy Communion," she chewed the scraps in her hand with disdain.

The monsters drained the essence, leaving behind dry, tough, and tasteless remains.

They are now only fit to eat the garbage that these monsters have left behind.

The bishop wiped his mouth and slowly asked, "How is the orphanage doing lately?"

Lina quickly replied, "Everything went smoothly."

It's just that 'they' have too big an appetite and want far too much.

Some members have already sensed something is wrong, and the Han Chinese missionary in the west of the city is also making inquiries everywhere.

"Whatever, they're a bunch of useless trash who can't cause any trouble."

The bishop's gaze was fanatical, like that of a zealot.

"Those adults who call themselves the 'Nine Realms Gate' hold the real secrets!"

"We just need to serve them well, and the rest of the trouble will be taken care of."

He raised his glass high, the scarlet liquid inside swirling.

"Everything is under the Lord's will."

Everyone raised their glasses in agreement: "Under the will of the Lord!"

He drank the scarlet liquid in one gulp.

Just then, a strange noise suddenly came from the dark corner outside the door.

The bishop instantly became alert: "What's that sound?"

A male deacon immediately stood up, carefully walked to the door, and leaned half his body out to check.

Then, he froze completely, like a wooden sculpture.

"What's wrong?"

The bishop frowned, and everyone gripped their knives tightly.

The deacon was seen sticking his butt out and wedged in the door crack, remaining motionless for a long time.

The crowd grew increasingly tense, but after a long pause, the deacon finally stammered out:

"Meow."

The tense atmosphere instantly dissipated, and everyone burst into laughter.

"It's a stray cat, come back quickly."

The bishop also relaxed his guard and smiled.

The male deacon turned around and walked slowly back to his seat with stiff steps.

In the dim light, no one noticed that a blood-red eye had quietly opened in the center of his forehead, which was covered by his bangs.

……

Meanwhile, inside the guesthouse rooms.

Bai Xiaoxiao, sitting cross-legged on the bed, was covered in sweat and let out a long breath:

"That was close, we almost gave ourselves away."

Of the three, only Xia Chuan understood foreign languages.

Although I received a few last-minute cramming lessons before coming here.

But when it really came down to this life-or-death situation, Bai Xiaoxiao's mind went completely blank, and she couldn't remember how to say "cat" in English.

In a moment of quick thinking, I simply forced a meow to fool them.

Seeing that she had succeeded, Xia Chuan immediately pressed her for answers:

"Good job! Did you see what they're doing inside?"

Bai Xiaoxiao nodded, closed her eyes, and manipulated the male deacon's gaze through the [Borrowed True Eye], quietly passing through the crowd and projecting it onto the shadow in the center of the dining table.

The next second, her gaze froze completely.

On the enormous silver plate lay a blood-red infant.