Chapter 527 – Restraining Evil Demons

Chapter 527 – Restraining the Evil Demon
“Why are you drinking urine?”

If you can’t figure it out, then just ask.

Song Yin said in a deep voice, “Is it something that happened here? Causing you to have no water to drink?”

This wasn’t some liquid that looked like urine either, he was a Mixed Dao and specialized in alchemy, even if he didn’t use his Dharma Eyes, with his Dharma Sect, he could still tell what this thing really was.

This was urine, which also had some medicinal value, removing the head and tail and only using the middle part of the urine, after processing and refining, it could be made into ‘Reincarnation Wine’ and ‘Rejuvenation Soup’, which could cure bone evaporation and fever, lung impotence and coldness, vomiting blood and nasal flooding, epistaxis in the teeth, postpartum hematemesis deficiency and coldness, and other symptoms.

However, there are usually other herbs that can be substituted, unless one is really out of herbs, then one would go for the idea of urine.

The Golden Immortal Sect couldn’t use it at the moment.

Moreover, it couldn’t be drunk purely.

These people were drinking urine here?
Song Yin’s first reaction was that this family had suffered something unspeakable.

Although they didn’t know about the demonic disaster, maybe the demonic disaster would have some effect on this place, cutting off the water supply or something.

If this is the case, he Song Yin can also be resolved, but also be considered to practice the way to help the world to save people.

The middle-aged man heard, some disgusted: “People do not drink urine to drink water? How dirty is that, brother, are you alright?”

His words, if he reversed ‘urine’ and ‘water’, were perfectly normal words.

But to turn it around would be problematic.

The light in Song Yin’s eyes flickered, and his brows furrowed.

There was no demonic aura, he couldn’t feel it, it wasn’t being compelled by an evil demon, but he really thought so.

Drinking urine was equivalent to drinking water .
“Then after you guys drink urine, what is that spilling out?” Song Yin asked.

“Of course it’s water.” The middle-aged man said rightfully.

“Mother, I’m thirsty too.”

The little girl hugging his leg timidly said.

The woman answered, picked up the large teapot, and poured another cup, and what poured out of it, was a deep yellow liquid.

The little girl ran over and was about to take it, when Song Yin’s gaze condensed, the cup suddenly came out of the woman’s hand and directly fell out, landing on the land outside, its liquid penetrating into the land.

“Eh? How did it come off.” The woman was a bit strange, but didn’t care too much, and picked up the teapot again, but just as soon as she carried it, she felt that something was wrong.

The weight was too light.

She emptied the teapot, but couldn’t pour out a single drop of liquid.

“Strange, there was more just now . Did I misremember?”

The woman murmured, and made to head over to the stove.

There was another water tank there.

Song Yin was even faster than her at this point, stepping in with a single step, and with a single gaze, the liquid in that water tank evaporated cleanly.

At this time, he lifted the lid that was covered on the stovetop, and at that moment, a pungent stench emanated from the pot, causing Song Yin’s face to become completely gloomy.

Drinking was urine, so what was being cooked was naturally
“Brother, are you hungry? Don’t be in a hurry, it will still be cooking for a while, it’s not cooked yet.” The woman walked in and laughed.

Song Yin took a deep breath and asked, “Is this what you eat? What about the pull?”

“Hmm? You’re such an interesting brother, how do you ask such words?”

The woman laughed and seemed to be a brash person, “What you eat is shit, what you shit is rice! Otherwise, what else to pull? Pull gold ah?”

After saying that, she glanced over to the middle-aged man’s side again, her gaze carrying with it a bit of probing.

The middle-aged man implicitly shook his head, looking at Song Yin with some pity.

Song Yin didn’t say anything, and directly walked out, looking around this village, and found a few thatched toilet style houses in the back. This toilet is not much of a door, just separated by a curtain, Song Yin directly lifted a curtain, just in time to see that there is a person standing there, peeing there.

That person’s back to Song Yin, originally did not feel anything, this toilet someone, change a toilet is, but how he did not expect, this strange man, actually directly leaned over, staring straight at their own.
“You, what are you doing?”

The man trembled in fear, peeing even faster, but subconsciously protected that place, vigilantly looking at Song Yin.

This man.
Why was he staring at him and pissing?
Song Yin’s face was grim at the moment, staring straight at the man spreading water downwards, it was really water
Not some analogical metaphor, that is water.

What was excreted from this person’s body was sweet water that could be drunk.

I can’t say that there are no impurities, but it’s the same as that clean stream, and the water in the well, and it’s this kind of water that’s being excreted.

On top of that, in the large pit in this thatched toilet, there were piles and piles of rice buried!

There were even dishes and meat in there, just piled up like that, and you could even see the oil and water, mixed with the water that you could drink, almost forming slop.

What is eaten is feces and urine? And what is excreted is rice and water?

How could this still be a human being?
“Evil demon!”

Song Yin drank and went out from that thatched toilet.

Instead, he left the man staying in the thatched toilet, somewhat puzzled.

What?

How did he get called an evil demon for spreading a little water?

Song Yin reentered that room, its eyes sizing up these individuals straight.

The bodies had not changed, nor had the internal organs, just like normal mortals.

But why.
Why had such a change occurred?
“Cooked cooked cooked, brother, the wait is bad.” The middle-aged man laughed, “However, before eating, there is still a thing to do, if you come to eat, you can not do it, you wait for a while ah.”

After saying that, these three people directly knelt facing the wall, and lowered their heads there, like they were praying silently.

Song Yin’s eyes narrowed, stepped back a few steps, and looked towards the other houses, some of the people amongst these houses could be seen through the door, and realized that they were also in a wall with nothing in it, kneeling with their faces to the wall, bowing their heads in prayer.

At this time, Song Yin realized that the arrangement of the houses here was strange.

The family he came from was relatively ordinary, and the hall had nothing but a table, so he didn’t notice it.

But other places are different, he saw a decoration is not bad, in this village should be considered okay family, their hall made good, not paved flat ground, but specially paved with bricks.

And in the place against the wall, there should have been an upper table, dedicated to the master of the house, but at the moment there is also nothing, that the position of the upper table, was moved to the off-center position, close to the table for eating, and that wall was left empty, used for prayers.

This did not fit the decorative layout of the home.

It was as if it had been left there on purpose, and they needed that wall for prayers.

But the wall. There’s nothing on it.

Song Yin trusted his eyes very much, if he didn’t find it, then he didn’t find it, there would really be nothing in the wall, and it wasn’t some evil demon hiding in that wall.

“Demonic plague .”

Song Yin chewed on this word, and his figure suddenly released light that shone within this village.

“My great sun can overcome all evil demons!”

There was nothing to see.

But it doesn’t matter.

His Dharma image, even if he couldn’t see it, could still restrain evil!

(End of chapter)