My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

He was furious, but his upbringing told him that it was best not to resist, otherwise these people might just stab him in the back.

He angrily handed over all his valuables and ended up going home with only a few books.

The priest witnessed this scene and repeatedly murmured "God bless you."

Just as the priest was about to leave, the two thugs who had just succeeded in their theft suddenly set their sights on him with ill intent.

“I’m not someone to be trifled with. Are you sure you want to rob me?” the priest asked coldly.

The two thugs grinned, and one of them reached out and touched the priest's robe. The smooth texture told him that the robe must be very valuable.

“We don’t actually want to resort to violence. As long as you hand over the money voluntarily, we can all talk. After all, we’re not violent thugs.”

The thug grinned and said to the priest.

"You've got some nerve. Since that's the case, don't blame me. This is all God's will, God's arrangement, and you deserve this fate!"

The priest recited a few prayers, then suddenly raised his hand! A spoon appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The spoon gleamed with a beautiful metallic sheen. The priest used it to scoop some water from a crystal bottle that had suddenly appeared and splashed it at the two of them!
The two thugs who got wet immediately let out a shrill scream!

"Help! Help!"

"There's a demon! There's a demon..."

The two thugs were writhing on the ground in pain, their faces covered in tears and snot.

The priest shook his head and said with great pity, "This is holy water, which can purify your sins. Your sins are too deep, and you can only atone for them with death. I'm sorry, go see God and repent to Him."

The two thugs rolling on the ground let out weaker and weaker screams, until finally they could no longer make a sound. Their bodies lay on the ground, gradually melting into a puddle of clear liquid.

The priest looked down at his bottle of water, a satisfied smile on his face.

This is amazing! This water is as magical and powerful as ever!
The only downside is that you have to wait a month after each use before you can take it out again, otherwise you can't summon it from the air.

The priest stepped through the puddle of clear water and walked slowly forward. He had only taken a couple of steps when a burst of laughter suddenly came from above.

The voice sounded like a child whining.

"Oh my, I think I've discovered something interesting!"

The priest was startled by the sudden sound and looked up to see a winged child in the air giving him a sinister smile.

The priest was trembling all over.

"Is it an angel? Is it a guiding angel?" the priest asked in a trembling voice, afraid of hearing an answer he did not want to accept.

The child smiled and shook his head. Under the priest's horrified gaze, he took out a black bow and arrow and shot an arrow at him!
As the arrow left the bowstring, a large hole appeared in the priest's chest, and blood gushed out!

The splattered blood fell to the ground, but quickly disappeared without a trace—because the child had used a purification spell.

"I've wanted to say this for a long time. Your magic is utterly terrible, and even the holy water you obtained reeks of counterfeit. How dare you commit evil in the name of God with such a terrible reputation... It's infuriating to watch." The feeling of blood continuously draining away was so clear; the priest could even feel his body temperature slowly dropping. When his body was completely cold, that would be the moment of his final death.

Am I really going to die like this?

The priest was unwilling to accept this.

He acquired this treasure by chance, received its inheritance, and became a renowned priest in high society. Now, he's simply dying quietly because he meddled in something trivial, as usual?

I'm so unwilling to accept this.

In stark contrast to his resentment are Zhang Xiaoming and Zhang Xiaoning.

After these busy days, they finally sent all those who had wronged them back then to hell.

At home, Zhang Xiaoning, who had just submitted her resignation, breathed a sigh of relief and slumped onto the sofa: "Finally, I don't have to go to work anymore! You have no idea how hard it is to maintain a normal human routine. I've discovered that being a ghost is the most comfortable."

Zhang Xiaoming chuckled softly, teasing her on purpose: "You said being a ghost is the most comfortable? When you first became human, didn't you say that being human was a rare privilege? Why do you think being a ghost is better now?"

"Because as a ghost you don't have to be afraid of evil people, while as a human you have to be constantly on guard against the schemes of bad people. Thinking about it, it's still very uncomfortable and uneasy. It's better to be a ghost."

As the two were chatting, there was a sudden knock on the door. Before Zhang Xiaoming could react, his sister pushed him into the kitchen: "Hide quickly, it must be him looking for me. Remember, don't come out and scare people."

Zhang Xiaoming was furious at being locked in the kitchen, but he didn't dare to rush out directly—because his angry sister was terrifying, and he would even get beaten up.

The person who arrived was none other than Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence).

He was carrying the fruit he had bought, and also holding a bouquet of pure white lilies in his hand.

Sending flowers and fruit—what else could this be but pursuing a girl?
Zhang Xiaoning felt her previously calm heart begin to pound again. She quickly switched back to human mode, pretending to know nothing, and went forward to open the door and invite him in.

"What brings you here, Mr. Bai? Don't you have work today?"

Perhaps because the other party's obsession had been fulfilled, when he got close, Bai Wuchang could feel the evil aura on her body gradually dissipating, and being with her was no longer as uncomfortable as before.

"Nothing much, I'm off today. I saw you were home, and I thought the fruit and flowers looked nice when I passed by a shop, so I bought them for you. You seem to be in a good mood today? Is something good happening?" Bai Wuchang handed her the flowers and placed the fruit on the table.

Zhang Xiaoning accepted the flowers with a gentle smile, half her face hidden behind the bouquet. She said shyly, "Something really good happened, but I can't go into details. I can only say that I've accomplished something I've always wanted to do, and from now on, I can live a very free life!"

Bai Wuchang understood the meaning of these words, so he said, "That's good! Living happily is the most important thing, but living a meaningful life is equally important. What are your plans for the rest of your life?"

Bai Wuchang didn't want to ask so directly, but before he came, Mr. Zhang Hao had already instructed him: the original deadline had long passed, and if he still couldn't complete the task assigned to him, he would directly complain to Yama.

There was no other way but for Bai Wuchang to bite the bullet and go ahead.

If the other party is willing, that would be best; but if not... Bai Wuchang thought to himself, how should he persuade them? He seems to have never been good at poaching people.

"What's next in your life... Why are you suddenly asking this?"

As Bai Wuchang watched her gaze grow increasingly shy, he felt a pang of unease. (End of Chapter)