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Chapter 196: Head-On Clash (First Update)
Chapter 196: Head-On Clash (First Update)
Are Evil Spirits really just a breath of Yin Qi?
Of course not.
There are many types of Evil Spirits, such as spirits, wandering souls, and ghostly apparitions, each with different origins.
The so-called Evil Spirits being just a breath of Yin Qi refers only to the lowest-grade Yin Filth, which is indeed just a breath of Yin Qi. When encountering a bit more Yang Qi, they can't cause any trouble.
Some of them, from the moment they exist to the moment they disappear, won't even attract attention, merely being a part of the cycle of Yin and Yang.
But does this prevent Hu Ma from saying so?
It doesn't.
The current Hu Ma wants to use this phrase he heard from Second Uncle to boost the villagers' courage.
Since he can't avoid it himself, it's better to take action early and gain an advantage. When the villagers' courage is boosted, the burst of vitality and energy they release is no less powerful than that of the Ancestral Hall of the Old Hearth.
He resolved the little ghost with lightning speed to maintain this courage.
With this courage, he can also leverage the momentum to deal with the Evil Spirits in the village. He can handle one, and if he encounters a big one, he can run to Old Yin Mountain without any guilt.
And this move indeed worked. The villagers behind him became bolder, still singing the chant with the apprentices.
Even the four or five people who were bewitched by the little female ghost were pulled into the crowd, and they all marched into the village. However, they hadn't gone far when they saw two people hanging a belt on a wutong tree.
Despite so many people being present, they seemed not to notice, focusing on tying the belt and then putting their heads through it.
Seeing this, the villagers felt a slight tremor.
But Hu Ma didn't give them a chance to be scared. He immediately shouted, "What kind of thing dares to cause trouble!"
"Zhou Datong, take people and cut them down!"
"..."
"Coming!"
Zhou Datong responded loudly, waving his knife and rushing to the tree.
First, he kicked the two people who were about to hang themselves away, then started chopping at the tree. At this point, he didn't care about why they were hanging themselves, whether it was because of a hanged ghost looking for a substitute or if the old tree had become a spirit. He just cut the tree down.
"Chop, chop, chop..."
After a few chops, the tree trembled, and the leaves rustled as if something was struggling.
"Whoosh!"
But before the old tree could struggle, a bucket of child's urine was poured over it.
Immediately, Zhao Zhu rushed over, his manure fork glowing with magic, and he stabbed the tree, shouting, "Keep chopping!"
The tree immediately became obedient. More villagers rushed to help, and they quickly felled the tree. This surge of vitality made the wandering Yin Filth and other things in the village dare not come close.
In the process, more and more strong laborers, hearing the news, also rushed to help.
Hu Ma led the people straight to the Zhao Family Funeral Hall.
Under this momentum, the ghostly barriers they encountered earlier didn't appear, and they directly rushed to the front of the funeral hall.
It's unknown what was hidden inside, but it seemed to sense the threat and started making a commotion.
The pig head on the altar screamed, the steamer basket filled with dolls cried incessantly, and the tables and chairs knocked into each other, as if an earthquake had occurred.
"Bang!"
The tables and chairs collided randomly, but Hu Ma's actions were even more decisive.
He strode forward and kicked a table with all his might, sending it flying and knocking over the second and third tables. The entire funeral hall was smashed to pieces by the table he kicked.
Strips of white cloth and straw fell, making the earlier table and chair noises seem insignificant in comparison.
"Swish!"
At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the pig head hanging from the iron hook.
The pig was screaming terribly and suddenly bit Hu Ma's hand. But Hu Ma didn't dodge; he let it bite his hand and then pinched it with his fingers, crushing the pig's jaw and throwing it behind him, "Zhou Datong, catch it."
"Sure..."
Zhou Datong, still limping, suddenly jumped and caught the pig head, spitting Yang Qi into its mouth.
Suddenly, the screaming pig head became silent, as if the thing attached to it had fled.
"?"
Hu Ma was stunned for a moment: He originally wanted Zhou Datong to throw it into the manure pit, but this kid actually kissed it?
He found it amusing, but now wasn't the time to nitpick. The key was the momentum.
He continued forward, kicking the stove and steamer basket, which were filled with crying children, to pieces. The steamed buns inside rolled onto the ground and were trampled by the apprentices and villagers, silencing the cries of the children.
But those were rare white flour buns, and it was truly a pity...
After dismantling these, they reached the gate of the Zhao Family courtyard. At this point, the people behind them saw the coffin inside and the villagers who were continuously bowing to it, their faces covered in blood and their expressions bizarre.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
As if also affected by the surge of vitality brought by Hu Ma, something inside the coffin suddenly changed.
The coffin jolted around wildly, suddenly standing upright.
Inside, Old Man Zhao still wore that eerie smile, but his half-closed eyes suddenly snapped open, staring coldly at the intruder.
The villagers who had been bowing incessantly around the coffin suddenly straightened up, their blood-smeared faces turning to look outside.
This scene was ghostly and sinister, like a nightmare.
No matter how brave a person might be, being stared at like this would instantly make their legs go weak.
But Hu Ma was prepared. He couldn't let the villagers have a chance to be afraid. As soon as the coffin stood up, he took a step forward, raised his hands, and pressed them against his chest. Suddenly, his body rumbled, and he let out a thunderous shout:
"Ha!"
This roar, emitted in a deep voice, seemed to come from within him, like the croak of a toad and the roar of thunder.
The sound reverberated, as if it had a yang energy that could ward off evil spirits, instantly overwhelming the surrounding malevolent sounds. Even the nearby villagers were shaken by the shock.
In the courtyard, the villagers who had been bowing with bloodied faces were all jolted by the roar, their haunted expressions momentarily dispelled, as if they were waking from a dream.
Only the coffin, which had been violently shaking, had its evil energy suppressed but was about to surge again.
But after the roar, Hu Ma also sprang forward, his powerful limbs of an Age Keeper exploding with strength, rushing out a few dozen feet and directly pouncing in front of the coffin.
"Crack!"
Hu Ma grabbed Old Man Zhao's neck from inside the coffin, smashing the coffin to pieces and pushing him forward quickly.
He slammed the cold, rigid body against the wall of their main hall.
"Pfft!"
First, he spat a Blood Yang Arrow in his face, then thrust the Red Wooden Sword, infused with fire, straight into his heart.
He didn't give it a chance to cause chaos.
There was no other way for an Age Keeper; they were just tough.
If it were another sect, they would have probed the situation, found the key, and then solved the problem. But Hu Ma didn't have time to probe. At this moment, he chose the most direct and forceful method of an Age Keeper.
I don't care how you caused this chaos; I'll destroy you first and then see what else you can do.
"Ah!"
As Hu Ma thrust the Red Wooden Sword into Old Man Zhao's stiff heart, flames immediately engulfed him. Old Man Zhao's body struggled like a living thing, even with the sword through his heart, his limbs twitched, and he bit wildly.
But Hu Ma, gripping his neck, pressed him down, not letting him move, unaffected by the corpse qi emanating from his body.
This method was extremely efficient but also frightened Zhou Datong and the villagers.
When the coffin suddenly stood up, everyone in the courtyard turned to look, and in that moment, the twisted and eerie sight nearly made them lose their courage.
But before they could really be afraid, they saw Hu Ma rush forward, acting decisively and brutally, looking even more terrifying than the Old Man Zhao in the coffin.
For a moment, they were confused: "If my side is more terrifying, do I still need to be afraid?"
"Don't be stunned!"
In that moment of confusion, Hu Ma turned and shouted at them: "Tie up everyone in the courtyard."
"Wake them up, if they don't wake up, slap them, if they still don't wake up, pour human waste down their throats!"
"..."
This shout also snapped Zhou Datong and the others out of their stupor, and they hurriedly rushed forward. The villagers in the courtyard, whose evil spirits had been dispelled by Hu Ma, were still a bit dazed.
Just then, one of them, with a bloody forehead, tried to pounce and bite the intruders, but was pushed back by Zhou Datong's shoulder. Then, they all rushed in, wrestling and restraining them.
With many people, strength was overwhelming. Some couldn't get in, some couldn't get out, and one person even shouted, pushing down the mud wall.
The villagers who had been bowing in the courtyard were mentally confused and somewhat aggressive.
But with Old Man Zhao now reduced to a skeleton by Hu Ma, they were also dazed and crowded together, unable to move freely.
Before they could react, they were dragged out by the villagers outside, pinned to the ground, and beaten mercilessly.
Those with ropes used them to tie up the villagers, and when the ropes ran out, they were thrown into the manure pit.
For a moment, the entire courtyard was filled with a foul stench, and even the yin qi in the village seemed to be diluted.
It looked like the crops in this village would have a reduced yield tomorrow, and the fertilizer might not be enough.
But the effect was obvious. The chaos that had affected half the village was actually resolved by the villagers in a haphazard manner.
Of course, there were many injuries, but when you rounded it up, it didn't seem like many lives were lost...
Before Hu Ma could think it through, he saw several people from a neighboring village running over in a panic. Everyone was alarmed, but they saw that it was a few villagers with terrified faces:
"Help, Little Master, our village is being plagued by evil spirits in broad daylight..."
"..."
Another shouted: "The children in the village have been frightened, their eyes are almost falling out..."
Before the shouting had even finished, another person ran over: "It's too scary, the rats are coming out of their holes, trying to eat people..."
(End of Chapter)
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