The crowd who watched the chaos from beginning to end were separated from it by apathy, and most of them just glanced away and left. Compared to their last encounter in the ghost market, the Su Xiaomi in front of him was in disarray. The clothes on his body were torn in many places, and the exposed skin was covered with scars. The only place with no injury was his face, that was being electrocuted and convulsed. He clenched his teeth and did not emit half a scream.
“Cousin, do you know him?”
Wu Rong paused slightly, and Bai Gu was keenly aware of it, followed his gaze to look at the man who fell on the ground, and frowned: “There’s an electric shock circle around his neck, but he shouldn’t be an escaped prisoner, it may be a lynching.”
Of course, ordinary handcuffs from the peaceful eras couldn’t subdue the vast majority of criminals who had abilities such as ghost breeders. Because ghosts are afraid of thunder and lightning, electric shock rings and electric shock handcuffs are the most common police equipment. But the problem was that the few people who came out of the crowd were obviously not public security personnel. This kind of means of using a false burst, letting someone escape, and catching up with the runaway in a fake hurry, was like a cat and mouse, being used to completely break a person’s desire to escape, and is completely abominable.
“Run, run again.”
The electric shock lasted for half a minute, and Su Xiaomi’s body was still convulsing after it stopped. The arrival didn’t rush, he stepped on his head, stomped him into the ground firmly, and twisted his foot slowly. The commotion here was so loud that it attracted the attention of the guards. Seeing the guards approaching, the strong man, with a sullen face and round waist, who stepped on Su Xiaomi’s head, took out a stone from his pocket, broke it in his hand, and said loudly:
“Everyone, watch out, this little thief sold fake stones into the hands of me Li Laosan, and deserved it all.”
The stone, half the size of a fist, was broken by him, and it was full of glass, toothpaste skin, dyed plastic bags, etc. It was a fake stone through and through. The tourists next to them didn’t want to be nosy in the first place, and when they saw that the dispute was caused by stones again, they lost their interest. There were a few who saw that Su Xiaomi was wearing a Taoist robe and wanted to establish a good relationship. But when they saw that Li Laosan and his party were all as strong as bears, at first sight it was clear that they were not easy to mess with. They all shrinked their eggs.
“We didn’t watch carefully and let the wretch run out, which disturbed the interest of the officials. I, Li Laosan, apologize to the officials.”
Li Laosan rushed to the surrounding guards and nodded and bowed, holding a few packs of good cigarettes with a smile on his face.
“You San'er, looking for trouble all day long.”
The captain of the guard laughed and cursed, obviously he knew him, he took Li Laosan’s cigarette, put it in his pocket casually, glanced down, looked at Su Xiaomi and frowned: “How is he a still a Taoist priest?”
“Fake Taoist priest, definitely a fake Taoist priest.”
Li Laosan patted his chest to assure him, and his tone was very firm: “Monks do not lie, this bastard is deceitful. He’s not of the good kind at first sight.”
“Also pay attention to his image, by his appearance he doesn’t look that noteworthy.”
The guards were too lazy to make work for themselves. For this kind of dispute, if Li Laosan directly beat Su Xiaomi to death just now, they would at most clean up the place. But seeing that the person was still alive and not too old, they still had to ask about the routine matters.”Hey, I'm paying attention. I’m paying attention. The thief not only sold fake stones, but also stole a good jade card from me. As soon as he hands it over, I will release him immediately.”
Li Laosan chuckled, and approached the captain of the guard affectionately to give him a ‘filial’ something. The captain of the guard, the old god, swept his eyes, and naturally showed a real smile on his face, and said impatiently: “Go, go, don’t stay here to be an eyesore.”
“Hey, hey.”
“I didn’t steal anything.”
At this moment, a hoarse and dry voice sounded from the ground, his throat seemed to be broken, and he spoke intermittently: “If…I lie, there will be thunder strikes from the sky. I, and Longhu Mountain, will help and reward you generously.”
The five thunder sky strikes, the greatest curse for celestial masters and ghost raisers. Su Xiaomi was silent now, holding his breath. His voice was not small, and the fame of Longhu Mountain immediately attracted the onlookers, who were just about to leave, to gather again. Countless people made small calculations in their hearts. This was Longhu Mountain. If the little Taoist really came from the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, they would give a helping hand in the snow. Seeing this, Li Laosan’s cheeky face twitched, and he grabbed Su Xiaomi by the throat and picked him up like a chicken, looking around with his leopard eyes the size of copper bells, and said in a hateful voice: “This little liar is full of shit!” Nonsense, if you are really from Longhu Mountain, can you still be caught by a reckless man like me?”
“Brother San, what you said is unreasonable. Maybe the fierce tiger truly left Pingyang this time.”
Among the crowd, an old, skinny old man in sloppy clothes laughed, his yellow protruding eyes looked at Su Xiaomi who was picked up with great interest, like evaluating a piece of pork, and he made a ho ho sound like a bellows in his throat: “How much money did he cheat you? This man will give it to you. In exchange for this little boy of Longhu Mountain, tsk.”
The old man had a lot of meaning, and his eyes were ugly and covetous. His cold and sticky eyes lingered on Su Xiaomi’s bare skin, and his voice contained a bit of disgusting heat: “I haven’t played yet.”
“It’s the Old Man Yan.”
Some of the onlookers recognized him, and whispered among themselves: “The Amorous Ghost he raised has been stuck in the evil spirit class for twelve years. If he’s really from Longhu Mountain, the Pure Yang…”
This Old Man Yan seemed to have a great reputation, and the few people who were eager to help and interested in Longhu Mountain, died down and had nothing to say. The corner of Li Laosan’s mouth twitched, and his words were a little more cautious: “Old Yan, I have quite a few good boys who have not broken Yuanyang, if you want to, I will train them tomorrow and send them to you in person. The emerald card was specially prepared by Brother Long for Mr. Zhou’s birthday, look…”
He brought out the people from above, but Old Man Yan didn’t care, and said with a sneer, ” Would I really be ignorant of your nuisance piece of jade? Just look for it now, and if you find it, I’ll take him away.”
Li Laosan’s face turned blue and white, and he was speechless for a while. At this time, a short and round man with a face like a full moon walked out from behind him. The upper half of his face was wearing a mask of Zhu Bajie, showing a kind smile on his mouth. He said roughly: “Old Man Yan, how long has it been since you vented your anger so much, to save face for my brother, I will go to you for a drink at night, and we brothers will go to the club to have a good time.”
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As soon as his words fell, the atmosphere instantly became tense. There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and a white figure that previously couldn’t be seen, was snuggling up beside the old man, wearing a camellia on its head, smiling sweetly, its light laughter was simply ecstasy. As soon as the flamboyant ghost appeared, the onlookers who had been watching the scene were terrified and scattered like birds and beasts, and Wu Rong and his party, who continued to stand still, immediately stood out.
Huang Mao was a brainless person, so if Wu Rong didn’t move, he would definitely not move at all. Bai Gu had long been prepared for battle. From a psychological perspective, these people had nothing more than a dog’s strength and he didn’t care for it. He began to plan the evacuation route after killing and robbing everyone. Wu Rong was looking at Su Xiaomi. The ghost on Su Xiaomi’s body was the only ghost that Wu Rong knew, besides the big ghost, that also had a golden needle and gold thread seal. But now, the Ghost Qi on Su Xiaomi’s body had all disappeared, what was going on?
“Old Yan.”
Having lost face, the Moon-Face still had a good-natured smile, but Li Laosan, who was pointed at by him, shuddered in fear and responded quickly.
“Where is the jade card?”
“This… should have been swallowed by him.”
Li Laosan hesitated, turned his head to look at Old Man Yan with the Moon-Face, and said with a pleasant smile: “Old Man Yan, look, brother, I will definitely not take your delight. But this jade card must be found. I can’t say I have to open my intestines and break my stomach. I can only divide a few pieces. ”
“What’s so difficult about it?”
Old Man Yan said impatiently, rubbing his fingers to make a bloodstain, stepped forward to forcefully pinch Su Xiaomi’s mouth open, and wiped it into his mouth.”Okay, if you drink my blood, you will be my slave, and you won’t die. Hurry up, don’t make it too tattered.”
“Ahem, ahem, ahem—”
Su Xiaomi, who was thrown to the ground, coughed heart-piercingly, tears came out with the coughs, but he couldn’t spit out a drop of blood. His face was full of hatred, but he moved his hands under the order of Old Man Yan, stiffly, and took off his upper body’s clothes like a manipulative puppet. Moon-Face didn’t expect Old Man Yan to be so generous, he directly fed blood to someone. His fat face became gloomy, and his voice was a little impatient.
“Go.”
He snorted coldly, shook his hands behind his back, and briefly ordered Li Laosan: “Take out the jade card.”
He was about to kill someone, but the guards didn’t care, they just dispersed the surrounding crowd. As for the unfamiliar faces like Wu Rong, because they dared to be with Old Man Yan and the others, the guards were not sure about their strength, so they just turned a blind eye. Li Laosan carried a knife with him, he pulled it out and walked towards Su Xiaomi with a sullen face. Bai Gu looked at Su Xiaomi and then at Wu Rong, unable to figure out what Wu Rong was thinking, whether to save him or to watch, but he didn’t make a sound.
On the other hand, Huang Mao was really soft-hearted, and his kindness was still there. He couldn’t see Su Xiaomi at the age of fourteen or fifteen being gestured with a knife on his chest and abdomen. He scratched his ears anxiously, and was afraid of causing trouble for Wu Rong. His whole body seemed to be jumping on a hot rock, he couldn’t help but tug at Wu Rong’s sleeve, and said in a low voice, “Brother Rong…”
“So your name is Brother Rong.”
An ethereal and quiet voice, like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, sounded beside him. Seeing that lady in a white dress, with black hair falling like a waterfall, pure and beautiful face, with camellias pinned to her temples, Miss Amorous Ghost came to Wu Rong’s side at some point, shyly looking at him like a deer, with tender eyes, and said full of joy: “This name sounds really nice, my name is Chacha.”
“You’re so pretty, I like you so much.”
She was obviously a voluptuous ghost, but at this moment, she looked like a pure and innocent little girl. She plucked the camellias from her temples and held them in her hands, stammering and looking at Wu Rong: “Are you willing to accept my flowers?”
The Amorous Ghost Chacha’s move was unexpected by everyone present. Moon-Face laughed out loud, looked at Old Man Yan teasingly, and shook his head, “Old Yan, you can’t do this. No wonder Chacha hasn’t been able to break through to the level of resentful ghost for so many years. It’s because you didn’t satisfy her. According to me, there are too many twelve-flower believing ghosts in your family. There is also Chacha’s demand, who is as beautiful as flowers and jade. ”
“Humph.”
The cuckolded Old Man Yan didn’t like looking at Wu Rong. This old man was narrow-minded, arrogant and unreasonable, and immediately envied him. He scolded her in displeasure, “Chacha, come back to me.”
But the flamboyant ghost in the white dress turned the back of her head completely at him, and her beautiful eyes were full of Wu Rong. Seeing his stern and serious face, she shivered timidly, her hair drooped, and her thin shoulders looked very cute. She cautiously asked Wu Rong, “Did that old man make you angry?”
“Don’t be angry, will you stop being angry if I kill him?”
“Chacha, come back to me!”
This farce actually continued to get worse. Old Man Yan bit the tip of his tongue in anger, and blackened blood spurted out of the white dress. The Amorous Ghost screamed unwillingly, and turned into white light and returned to his body. But in the next moment, Old Man Yan screamed, his hands were covered with blood, Su Xiaomi somehow broke free from his shackles, staggered and rushed towards Wu Rong with all his strength, and knelt down in front of him, his lips squirmed. “Please, I know, how undo the golden thread seal…”
Su Xiaomi was so weak that he exhausted his last bit of strength, his voice was quiet like a fly, and before he finished speaking, the control of the blood contract swept across his body again. Su Xiaomi’s eyes showed a look of despair and death, and he was manipulated to stand up staggeringly and numbly, but Old Man Yan didn’t care about the Amorous Ghost Chacha anymore, he looked at Su Xiaomi’s bleeding hands greedily and in amazement, and licked his dry and peeling lips: “To be able to resist the blood contract, this really is good pure Yang blood!”
“Good boy, come to me, I will love you very much.”
His sticky and disgusting tone made people nauseous, but Su Xiaomi couldn’t resist at all. He was stiff, turning around inch by inch, his despairing eyes gradually emptied, and he walked towards Old Man Yan step by step. Suddenly, Su Xiaomi swayed and fell to the ground, motionless as if dead. Immediately afterwards, a black tarantula crawled out from his collar and crawled along Wu Rong’s trousers all the way back to his shoulder.
“I want him.”
“You!”
Old Man Yan was furious, his anger soaring. Moon-Face was still smiling, looking at the black rock tarantula and exclaiming: “What a powerful poison! May I ask if you are—”
Wu Rong didn’t pay attention to him, he said that to Bai Gu just now. Seeing Bai Gu turn his head and say ‘yes’ with a smile, Wu Rong’s eyes swept away, Huang Mao consciously picked up Su Xiaomi who was unconscious, and the two turned around and left directly. Everyone at the scene had seen this kind of person before, who did not play cards according to common sense. The purpose of the guard team was not to offend anyone. When Wu Rong passed by, they gave way to him. Old Man Yan’s skinny old face was trembling with anger, his whole body was shaking as if he had epilepsy: “Stop!!!”
It was too late, and then soon his head flew out of his neck, his eyes were wide open, his hair was unkempt, and he flew towards Wu Rong. But before the head flew a few meters, it was blocked by a sudden and violent wind, unable to advance or retreat. They saw Bai Gu holding a shaman staff, smiling and muttering something. Then he took out a straw puppet made of grass from his bosom, and threw it into the air.
They saw this ‘grass’ drift away quickly after encountering the wind, and scatter into branches, as if it were alive. They rushed straight towards Li Laosan and the others who were going to intercept Wu Rong, and got inside their ears. Suddenly they were screaming again and again, the group of people all fell to the ground holding their heads, rolling back and forth in pain.
“My good fellow, you are actually a Miao descendant with Gu!”
Moon-Face shouted: “Let me meet you!”
His huge, bulging body made a gesture to throw forward, as if wanting to fight melee, but then he pulled out a shiny silver gun from his waist, and aimed at Bai Gu with a ‘bang bang’ several times. Bullets were fired. The bullet tore through the air and approached Bai Gu in a blink of an eye. He was confronting the Fei Touman with all his strength and remained motionless. Just when the bullet was about to shoot through his hands and feet, a pitch-black wall suddenly stood up in front of Bai Gu.
“Bark woof!”
With a roar as thick and cold as a lion, Wu Rong left the ‘shadow’ behind. Seeing the huge and terrifying black shadow standing up from Wu Rong’s shadow, Moon-Face and the Fei Touman finally changed their expressions.
“Dog Ghost King!!”
“Isn’t it dangerous to just leave my cousin there?”
In the Ghost Territory, Huang Mao, carrying Su Xiaomi on his shoulders, and with the little weasel on his head, followed Wu Rong with one deep foot and one shallow foot, a little worried: “Brother Rong, are we still going to the city?”
Neither Old Man Yan nor Moon-Face seemed to be easy to provoke, so when snatching this Su Xiaomi back directly offended the two forces, Huang Mao felt that if they went back to the city by the same route, they would have to suffer retaliation. But……
He easily lifted Su Xiaomi, who was barely fleshy, up and down, Huang Mao looked at Wu Rong’s back and smiled foolishly. Brother Rong had become a little different since he dumped that bastard Xun An, and Huang Mao could feel that, while they were originally the closest and most trusted brothers, Wu Rong seemed to be separated from him by a layer.
I can’t explain it clearly, but it doesn’t feel right anyway.
Huang Mao had always trusted Wu Rong, and he was unsure about what to say, but this change made him a little uneasy. Especially when the cousin named Bai Gu came and talked to him so vaguely, Huang Mao’s not-so-good mind was messed up. And he knew that Wu Rong was a little more afraid of strangers. Although they were gangsters with Chen Bao, Wu Rong always watched them and none of his younger brothers had ever done dirty work, let alone seen blood. But when Bai Gu came, Huang Mao always felt that in this cousin’s eyes, Brother Rong looked like a cruel and ruthless villain. The key was that he spoke matter of fact like, which made Huang Mao, who didn’t believe it at all, suspicious.
This conflicts with the image of Brother Rong in Huang Mao’s cognition!
But now, after what happened just now, Huang Mao’s heart inexplicably settled down. He put the mosquito on Su Xiaomi’s nose, felt his weak but steady breathing, and somehow felt warm in his heart.
Brother Rong was indeed a good person. Huang Mao always remembered that although Wu Rong was silent on the surface, he always cared about his fellow brothers. He was such a good man that people couldn’t help but want to trust and follow him.
“We’re not going for now, wait for Bai Gu to come back.”
With the human-faced spider, it cleared the way in front of Wu Rong as if it was having fun, and like a bulldozer, it surrounded the group of lonely ghosts. Deviating from the avenue, the surroundings became more and more gloomy, desolate and lonely. The ruins of buildings from an unknown age were covered with various dark plants, and the roads were full of weeds. But after walking for a few minutes, it was like entering the wilderness from human civilization. In the past, these places eroded by ghost domains used to have prosperous construction business circles, but now after the spiritual recovery, the reinforced concrete had collapsed. The civilization built by human beings over a long period of time had been completely swallowed by nature in just a few months, and there was no longer any trace of it. Wu Rong didn’t take Huang Mao too far, and followed behind the human-faced spider, finally finding a relatively flat hill with not so many weeds. The human-faced spider knocked and crawled around, and its eight powerful legs found the right place to lift up the layers of grass and dead branches, and there was a not-so-small cave inside, with traces of cleaning.
Ghost keepers often accept tasks in the Ghost Territory, or enter the Ghost Territory for experience, and there were always various temporary asylums. Although the ghost keepers could do all kinds of concealment, they couldn’t hide it from people who were very sensitive to the differences in the concentration of Yin Qi. Wu Rong and Huang Mao temporarily ‘lived’ in it, and not long after, the Big Dog and Bai Gu came to find them by virtue of the blood contract.
“Old Man Yan died, Chacha was seriously injured and ran away.”
Bai Gu held the hideous and terrifying head of Old Man Yan in his hand, and said lightly: “The others weren’t killed, they were all bewitched by me.”
Some people must be killed, like Old Man Yan who hated Wu Rong. Some people were better left alive than killed, such as Moon-Face and his group of people. Although Bai Gu looked calm on the surface, he was actually very nervous inside, and couldn’t help but speculate on Wu Rong’s true thoughts. Will he blame him for making his own decisions, not killing them all?
Fortunately, Wu Rong didn’t pursue it, and asked him to come over to see Su Xiaomi’s situation. It was true that there was no trace of a ghost in Su Xiaomi’s body. Wu Rong was most concerned about what he said before, “unlocking the seal of the golden thread”, and whether it was true or not.
“Old Man Yan is dead and the blood contract is invalid.”
Bai Gu pinched Su Xiaomi’s mouth open, looked inside, and respectfully said to Wu Rong: “But the poison in the blood has soaked into his lungs, and the blood contracted person will die with the death of their master. Just feed him a drop of blood.”
What Bai Gu said sounded nice, but it was better to say that Wu Rong’s blood was more advanced than Old Man Yan’s, and the level of his blood contract could completely cover it.”Mm.”
Wu Rong fed Su Xiaomi a drop of blood and asked Huang Mao to take care of him. He couldn’t die without asking him how to unlock the seal. It just so happened that Wu Rong wanted to communicate with the Big Ghost again, but it would be inconvenient for it to happen while he was with Fu Qing when he entered the city. Anyway, there was still time before the Stone Gambling Conference. Thinking of this, he called Fu Qing.
“’The cold smoke of Meiling hides jadeite, and the autumn water of Guijiang River reveals a bighead carp.’ Everyone in the world loves jade because it is as stable as gold, produced in soil, as moist as water, growing like wood, as Zhengyang as fire, with all five elements, and in line with the principles of heaven and earth. ”
In Jieyang City, the place where the Jieyang Fair was held not long ago, was now filled with rough jadeite stones of all sizes. Although the Stone Gambling Conference had not officially opened yet, the powerful people from all walks of life, who were solemnly invited by Zhou Xinhong, naturally had the priority to watch and select. It’s just that the strong were also divided into ranks. Now there were only two people walking among the jade in the public plate, and they were Zhou Xinhong’s most respected guests. Except for these two people, there was no one in the public market, so as not to affect the conversation between the two. Both of them were wearing Taoist robes. The man who spoke just now had long snow-white hair tied up with a Taoist scarf, and he was wearing a crane cloak. His forehead was a little red, his eyes were clear to the bottom, and his lips were smiling, making one feel like he was like a spring breeze, handsome and extraordinary. While the other person was stern and stoic, his brows and eyes were as indifferent as a thin layer of ice. His appearance was completely uncomparable to that of the person beside him, but because of his aloof and cold, unapproachable temperament, he was more like a snow-capped mountain and ice peak, which was beyond reach of normal people. It wasn’t until the celestial master suddenly stopped and took out his mobile phone to answer a call, that the coldness around him eased a little. The white-haired Taoist priest next to him flicked his whisk, and the corners of his lips smiled even more. He walked a few steps away, pretending to appreciate the jade on display.
Finally looking for a chance to turn his back, the corners of Master Ling Yun’s mouth twitched, his face collapsed, and he almost became stiff from laughing. After just walking around with Chunyangzi Fu Qing for a while, his back was completely wet! thorough! ly!
Why let him entertain Fu Qing!!
M1zushi: lmao Fu Qing got a call from Wu Rong and immediately melted his cold persona XD
Cloud Chip Cake: Poor Master Ling Yun…. stuck with the ice cap only Wu Rong can melt
Editor: Cloud Chip Cake
JJWXC comments
№5 Netizen: Ling Yun: I am the righteous way, I am the right way, don’t be afraid
№6 Netizen: Ling Yun is so miserable hahahahahaha, he didn’t know that he was about to reach the peak of espionage, and the bosses on both sides were together. . .
№10 Netizen: Did those who felt the main character was a good guy and were disappointed in him forget something? The protagonist’s father died early, and only his mother was left to depend on him, but his mother also died in a car accident, and the only people he agreed with in his heart were the Huang Mao, his brothers and that Xun An, but those brothers are gone , and he was scolded by everyone as a disaster star, he killed his parents and killed a few brothers. The other took his money to marry another woman. How kind do you want him to be? If he doesn’t retaliate wildly, he already has a strong heart, okay? As for Su Xiaomi, it was just a transactional relationship with him, and after the money and goods were cleared, there was nothing to do with him. A word to you, don’t persuade others to be kind without others suffering. In this kind of world where ghosts and gods are rampant, it is out of love for the protagonist to help, and there is nothing to say if he does not help. If you want to read kind-hearted ones, go to male-frequency supernatural novels, where there are many protagonists of various saints.
(M1zushi: this is after there was a war in comment section about how MC is too cold)
Thank you for the chapter!!
MC is not that cold. He is definitely a product of his upbringing
Thanks for the chapter! On ml’s behavior, I have nothing to say besides that this is a novel. In real life, I think that striving to be a good person is always the best, but it is not easy at all.
I’d only complain about a character being “too cold” if their actions were out of character. Wu Rong did not act out of character. He’s always been this cold.
Reminds me of re:monster and people being upset when the MC killed a bunch of humans just because they could have been a potential threat in the future. MC had always done that kinda proactive killings. Just not to humans because he had little interaction with them at the beginning of the story.
it really pains me sometimes when I realize many humans have loose brain cells while proclaiming themselves as the smartest beings on the planet, well to be fair we are the ones who built a whole @ss civilization, but seriously? Arguing over he’s being too cold and too in character? “How could he be so ruthless after his mother’s and brother’s death and his last trusted person betraying him?” “How could be act like that in a world that needs a saint even though it’s literally about to collapse and society don’t give a sh!t about laws anymore?” babe listen to yourself 😃🤡
Bro, how tf do they think MC’s action was too cold? Him getting ML to live in his house from the get-go was already a miracle. Mainland readers can be really demanding, men.