Chapter 632: Cutting Down the Evil
Chapter 632: Cutting Down the Evil
"Ah yeah..."
"Wandering Ghost? Exorcist? Magistrate?"
Just moments ago, Xia Mumu was silent and grim, her expression chilling enough to make anyone's heart race with fear. But upon hearing Erguotou's words, she was so startled that the black coarse cloth draped over her body slipped down, revealing her graying hair and a face filled with terror.
In short, she was so scared that her entire demeanor changed.
She hurriedly tried to kneel and beg for mercy, but suddenly realized, "Oh no, the person has already been sent down..."
"Those greedy ghosts down there are waiting, and who knows, by now they might have devoured even the bones. Begging for mercy is useless!"
"..."
Then, she suddenly shouted, "Elder Brothers and Sisters, trouble has come knocking at our door!"
As she shouted, she lifted her sleeve to cover her face and quickly retreated into the room.
She was afraid that the wandering ghost would see her face and come looking for her.
Rumble, rumble...
Indeed, as she shouted, the courtyard suddenly came to life with writhing ghostly shadows and strange sounds. From the jar in the corner, there was a sound of something stretching its body.
On the locust tree outside the courtyard, pale little faces poked out, and in the dirt below, a mound of sand kept rising and falling. Even the water jar began to bubble.
"Quite a collection, huh?"
Amidst all these strange occurrences, Erguotou stood tall and laughed heartily.
He supported himself on one foot, turned his body, and used his toes to draw a circle on the ground. With a light tap, he suddenly levitated.
Standing in mid-air, he formed a hand seal and gently shook his wide sleeves. Immediately, the countless ghostly shadows that had been writhing a moment ago began to wail and cry out. They had been about to pounce on Erguotou, but now they couldn't stop their momentum and were pulled out directly.
One by one, they were all drawn into his sleeves, and with a shake, their wailing stopped.
The old nursemaid didn't even turn to look back; she was too busy reaching under the bed to grab a package containing a Silk Titan. Suddenly, the commotion outside ceased, and her heart trembled with fear.
She turned around and pushed the coarse-cloth maid out the door, while she herself grabbed the bundle and, with a crash, broke through the rear window, rolling down the gentle slope behind the house.
The maid, pushed out the door, found herself face to face with Erguotou. Seeing no escape, she hardened her heart. Her hair became disheveled, her face turned ashen, her lips blackened, and even her fingernails grew several inches, sharp as knives. She lunged at Erguotou's face with a vicious scratch.
Erguotou raised his hand and grabbed her neck, instantly immobilizing her.
Then, with a quick motion, he used his fingers to measure the length of her face, touching her mouth, chin, and cheekbones. It seemed as if he was using his knuckles to gauge the dimensions of her face, and within a few breaths, he had her figured out.
Smiling, he looked at the evil ghost-like maid and said, "So, you've been dead for a while, just a lingering spirit haunting the living..."
"..."
"..."
The maid stood there, stunned. Instinctively, she wanted to beg for mercy, but then she saw the bearded man's expression change again, and he said sinisterly, "It's a pity, but from your facial features... your feet are not beautiful!"
With that, he twisted her neck with a loud crack, breaking it.
Taking advantage of her limp body, he quickly knelt down and pulled off her cloth shoes to examine her feet, shaking his head repeatedly, "Indeed, not beautiful."
...
...
Meanwhile, outside, the old nursemaid had rolled down the hill. Hidden in the grass was a prepared sedan chair, carried swiftly by little ghosts. In a hurry, they reached a village thirty li west of Jade Province City in the outer mountains.
The village was dark and quiet, but as the ghosts carried the sedan chair closer, the donkeys, sensitive to the Yin Qi, began to bray loudly.
She didn't care about anyone else and ordered the ghosts to enter the village, shouting, "Disaster has struck! Disaster!"
"Ajun, Chen San, wake up, wake up! We need your help..."
"..."
"Xue Mumu, why are you here early? Did the Xia family notice?"
Several houses in the village quickly lit oil lamps, and soon, torches were lit as people came out to greet them.
They were dressed like wanderers, some carrying swords and others adorned with strange objects. There were at least twenty or thirty of them.
"The Xia family didn't notice, but a wandering ghost has come."
Xue Mumu, breathless, shouted, "There's no time to earn from the Xia family's daughter; we must leave now!"
"Wandering ghost? How many came?"
"One... no, two, and another was sent down..."
"..."
In their haste, they could only exchange a few words before the villagers became angry. "Xue Mumu, you invited so many of us, promising that after capturing the Xia family's maid, we could control her father and earn a large sum of gold and silver to fund our cause."
"Not even a single stroke of the eight characters has been written, and you're already scared by one wandering ghost? You want to run?"
"..."
"No, no, I think that wandering ghost is too powerful to be an ordinary one..."
Seeing their eagerness to test their skills, Xue Mumu hurriedly called out, "Moreover, that's a magistrate..."
"If we don't leave, the Golden Armored Warrior might come to chop off our heads..."
"..."
"So what if it's a magistrate?
"The leader, Ajun, scoffed, "Who doesn't know that the four hall officials of the Soul Gate Path Incense are a joke?"
Someone nearby said, "Ajun, you're a bit behind. I heard all four hall officials of the Soul Gate Path Incense are a joke."
"But the subordinates under them are all formidable..."
"..."
The leader was momentarily conflicted, unable to make up his mind. Just then, in the distant darkness, a group of torches approached, followed by the thunderous sound of galloping horses. A voice from the crowd shouted, "Xue Mumu, don't panic, I'm here to help..."
Everyone was startled, recognizing the voice as that of the Xia family's young master. They froze, "Is this young master Xia so foolish?"
"We were just about to target your family's silver and gold, and you voluntarily come to help?"
"..."
Some were secretly pleased, "He brought soldiers, and they have blood and energy, which is just right to counter the Soul Gate Path."
But in the confusion, no one asked how the young master Xia had arrived so quickly. Some subconsciously assumed that the incident in Jade Province City involved Xue Mumu, so the young master Xia must have known about it.
Before they could finish their thought, the torches rapidly approached, and a group of brave warriors on horseback dispersed, surrounding the village.
Those who reacted slowly were overjoyed, "The Xia family is powerful and influential. To avoid trouble, they secretly trained their troops in Jade Province, enjoying fine wine, meat, weapons, and armor, and rewarding them with generous silver. They've trained a formidable private army."
"But they were cautious about the Changsheng Wang of Shengzhou, acting secretly to avoid being noticed. But now, they've boldly brought out their troops. Whether it's the Soul Gate Path or evil spirits, they won't stand a chance against such vigorous soldiers."
"..."
However, amidst the surprise, someone suddenly realized, "Wait, why are we being surrounded too?"
Before the words were finished, they saw the soldiers encircling the village. The next moment, they simultaneously bent their bows and notched arrows. In an instant, rockets rained down like a shower, illuminating the surroundings like daylight. The pungent smell of burning oil filled the air, followed by a shower of arrows.
"Ah!"
Everyone's hair stood on end, and they scattered to take cover. Xue Mumu shouted, "Good disciple, why are you..."
"Haha..."
A man from the crowd rode forward on horseback, it was the young master Xia. He laughed loudly, "I know that you, Mumu, have many acquaintances. So, I came specifically to send you to the Underworld to seek help..."
"..."
"Oh no..."
Upon hearing his words, Xue Mumu and the group of people from the Wanderer's world were shocked. They instantly realized, "Our plan has been exposed. He must have known that we were after his family's silver and this private army..."
In their astonishment and anger, being skilled wanderers, none dared to sit and wait for death. They jumped up, ready to flee.
Unexpectedly, the soldiers surrounding the village, after firing two volleys of arrows, simultaneously raised their long spears. In groups of four, their horses thundered as they charged into the village, their momentum threatening to overturn the village's roof.
Each soldier was vigorous and robust, and those wanderers with unique skills were pierced through with blood-soaked holes at the first encounter.
Among them was a fierce warrior, a New Year Guardian with a large saber, who had trained his five viscera.
Wielding his saber, he slashed at five mounted warriors. Just as he was about to break through the village and escape, the soldiers hidden in the dark night outside sprang into action, throwing fishing nets covered in fish hooks at him, enveloping him layer by layer.
"New Year Guardian? Can't kill him?"
The young master Xia let out a cold laugh. Five horses galloped forward, and iron hooks were attached to the New Year Guardian's limbs and head.
With a crack of the whip, the horses pulled in five directions, tearing the New Year Guardian into five bloody pieces, none of them alive.
"How dare you? How dare you?"
The wanderers gathered around Xue Mumu, most of them were of high rank, and some had even entered the Underworld. But they were few, and now, surrounded by these fierce and cruel soldiers, they were slaughtered mercilessly, their courage already shattered. Ajun shouted desperately, "I am a strategist by the side of Changsheng Wang of Shengzhou..."
"You raise private troops and harm us. Once Changsheng Wang finds out, he will surely..."
"..."
"Changsheng Wang?"
But the young master on horseback, a spoiled young master, merely scratched his ear and blew his nose, revealing a cold smile, "What kind of king is he?"
"He's my Stumbling Donkey big brother..."
"Damn..."
"Not attending this gathering, I didn't know I've been wary of Changsheng Wang for three or four years, and he turns out to be one of us..."
"..."
"..."
"Damn..."
As the massacre unfolded, the Second Pot Head, who had been watching from behind the trees in the distance, was shocked. He sighed, "Five Skin is so ruthless... So many wanderers, and he's just chopping them down like vegetables?"
"These battlefield soldiers do have an advantage over the wanderers. Even I..."
"To kill them all, it would take the time of an incense stick!"
"..."
Turning back reluctantly, he suddenly remembered, "Oh no, I got too caught up in the spectacle..."
"My old friend Lao Bai Gan is still waiting below..."
(End of Chapter)
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