Republic of China

Chapter 333 The Sun Sets
He just sat cross-legged like this with his eyes slightly closed.

It seems as if nothing has changed, and as if nothing has happened.

Only the color of the Wisdom Card in his hand suddenly darkened, and the characters on both sides were distorted.

Countless villagers did not move because they were controlled by the Red Evil. The Red Evil in this world was almost omnipotent.

Hongsha didn't move either because she was shocked by this gentle young man.

How difficult is death? It's just a sword and a knife. Hong Sha asked himself that everything he had experienced was a million times more painful than death.

I thought that this young man sitting cross-legged would give some nice and righteous speeches about what should and should not be done, but he was talking eloquently but made no sense at all.

But he really did what he said and actually cast a spell to unite their lives.

Hongsha felt that the ancient wisdom and life card was connected to each other, as if he was carrying a heavy burden and walking in the endless Gobi Desert, feeling hopeless, and suddenly a pair of hands shared some of the weight for him. Even if it was only a little bit, the feeling was enough to be unforgettable.

She knew all too well what he was going through, and this was only the beginning.

Continuous raindrops hit Lu Xiucai's body, splashing countless tiny water droplets, but his face was calm, without a ripple.

As time went by, his bronze skin became smoother and even a little swollen, and yellow water oozed from his mouth and nose with every breath.

The pain of being beaten with a stick.

The pain of diving with a suspended rope.

The hatred for unjust and unfair death.

The anger that is hard to resolve.

Among all the people present, only Hong Sha could truly understand what he was going through.

At this moment, Lu Xiucai also realized the teachings of his mentor Hongguang when he first became his disciple.

——I am not worthy of the title of a great monk. I know only a few scriptures, and I have saved only a few people. I have lived for more than sixty years in vain, but I have not realized the Three Great Bodhisattvas, and I cannot burn relics after my death. But I have to make some preparations for you to be my disciple. There are countless volumes in the Sutra Pavilion, and the great monks have countless Zen ideas. In my opinion, it all comes down to one sentence, but it took me too many years to realize this sentence.
"One mind and one use, that is my Zen."

Lu Xiucai raised his forehead slightly, not like the angry Vajra, nor like the lowered brows of the Bodhisattva.

He is like the shy boy next door to you and me, or the stranger who smiles at you as you pass by in the countryside.

Specks of golden light appeared, like a golden body of Dharma.

The sky had been covered with dark clouds for a long time, but suddenly a ray of light broke through the clouds, and a ray of light shone directly on Lu Xiucai.

No matter how Hongsha tried to try, the small hole could not be closed.

She broke through the pig cage and the waves and rushed in front of Lu Xiucai.

The bright red wedding dress was particularly eye-catching, but her pretty face looked extremely angry.

It was not that she intended to maintain her original beauty, but that all the festering flesh was transferred to Lu Xiucai's body. The latter's skin and flesh became more and more swollen, and the veins were bulging, but he did not look horrifying at all, but instead had a certain kind of compassion and solemnity.

Hong Sha raised his hands angrily, and two paper sedan chairs broke out of the ground, trapping him in them, getting tighter and tighter.

"So this is what it feels like to be drowned. So this is how painful it is to have a dead heart."

The voice in the paper sedan was very slow, and every word was spoken with all one's might.

Every word she heard made Hong Sha even angrier. She immediately drove the weird villagers over and, without waiting to hear anything else, she was ready to dismember the noisy young man on the spot.

Iron weapons, fists, feet, tearing and biting, the two small paper sedan chairs could not withstand the flying paper scraps, but they could not hurt Lu Xiucai at all.

Square inch golden roof.

Although the scale is much smaller than before, it is now clear and exceptionally bright under the illumination of the golden light breaking through the clouds.

"Impossible! Everything here is under my control! What tricks did you use?!"

Lu Xiucai coughed up several large mouthfuls of yellow water, and when he raised his head again, he smiled calmly, "What's the trick? In the peach garden built by you and Bai Sha, I am no match at all. It won't take much effort for you to break through this square inch of golden roof."

Then he changed the subject and looked directly into Hongsha's eyes.

"It's not my fault, it's your fault."

"fart!"

"Then why don't you close the broken clouds again?"

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"After you changed the Feng Shui of this place, you became a great evil. However, apart from Nanyue Village, it seems that you have not affected other villages. You have repeatedly led outsiders into the village and entered your reincarnation."

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"We are here. We did not stand by and watch. You knew we knew the whole story, but you still wanted to continue the show. Did you want to see how noble we are? No, it's because even if you die, even if you bear more than a hundred lives, you still hope that someone will not fear life and death to help a poor person who has never met you before. But I tell you, it's a fucking daydream."

Lu Xiucai had difficulty in speaking, but every word he said was as sharp as a knife, pointing out Hong Sha's inner thoughts and unceremoniously exposing his vanity.

Hongsha was burning with rage. Not only did she order the strange villagers to attack, she also unleashed her own evil energy to blast towards the square inch golden roof.

"Even ants are greedy for life, why do you want others to save you with their own lives?"

"Morals? I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. Even though I'm a lay disciple and have been a vegetarian and chanting for many years, I don't really believe in morals."

"The debt owed has its own owner. The person who defiled you deserves death. Your father who threw dirty water on you deserves death. The rest of the villagers deserve this fate just because of gossip? A gentleman judges deeds, not the heart. Life and death can be determined based on what is in the heart. There are few people in this world who deserve to live. Can you kill them all?"

"You actually understand all of this, so the impact you have caused is limited to this small area, and then you are waiting for someone to point out everything and put an end to it all."

Under the dense attack from all around, the small golden roof could not bear the heavy burden and had many cracks, but Lu Xiucai's tone remained calm, as if he was chatting casually and admonishing the girl next door.

Hong Sha did not refute. Perhaps she was concentrating on attacking Fang Cun Jin Ding and did not care what Lu Xiucai said.

not give a damn about?
If she didn't care, why did the crying stop for a moment when Lu Xiucai killed several people in anger and spoke up for justice in the Zhou family's room?
If he didn't care, why did he continue to act out the play until Lu Xiucai pointed it out even though he knew it had been seen through?
If you don't care, this is clearly the Peach Garden created by the Red and White Evils. It rains day and night, so why can't the small gap in the dark clouds be closed?
It's not just the dark clouds that can't be closed.

And that ghost heart that was warmed by a few strangers.

Whether he admitted it or refuted it, judging from the ability that Hong Sha had shown before, it would not be difficult for him to kill Lu Xiucai, but at this moment he couldn't even break his small golden roof.

Those countless evil spirits, like all the obsessions, pains, and grievances, were absorbed by Lu Xiucai one by one.

The golden light shattered!

The red evil spirit finally broke through the golden roof and grabbed Lu Xiucai's neck with one claw.

"Finished?"

There was no answer, and he couldn't answer because his throat was strangled, but Hongsha could still understand his lip movements.

——This little bit of force can’t strangle me to death, right?

——Whether in life or after death, even in a ghost marriage in reincarnation, there are people who have sincerely blessed you.

The clouds are cleared and the sun comes out.

Originally there was only a small hole in the dark clouds, but it suddenly expanded at this moment, and all the light fell on the earth. The golden rain seemed like a gift from God.

At the moment Hongsha lost his mind.

In Zhou's mansion, Zhao Sanyuan and Liu Mangfan finally found the coffin hanging on the beam in the backyard.

"God bless you, scholar, you must hold on!"

A falling banner Yin Fu written in blood on the fingertips was slapped on the ghost gate of Zhou Zhaodi's corpse. The scream that rushed out seemed to have substance and blew the two brothers away. However, the two had no time to rub their legs or buttocks, and immediately went to find the Yan family.

On the other side, the figure of Hongsha was dazed and floating, and the color of her bright red wedding dress had dimmed. Lv Xiucai had already let go of the Wisdom Card. He no longer had to endure the extreme physical torture, but the mental lashing still lingered for a long time. This feeling was probably unforgettable for a lifetime.

The wisdom tablet slowly fell to the ground, and the two vertical blood-stained characters written on the back were finally washed away by the rain and merged into the mud.

The replacement in his hand is a demon-subduing pestle that is specifically designed to break evil spirits.

But just like Hong Sha never killed him from the beginning to the end, Lu Xiucai couldn't swing his demon-subduing pestle at all.

This should have been a joyous occasion, with a newlywed couple forming a family and leading an enviable life.

But due to a series of coincidences and greed, he ended up like this.

Lu Xiucai realized that Hong Sha might still have a trace of conscience, so he gambled his life on this game.

Just like Master said, how easy is it to save others? To save others, you must first save yourself. You must shed some skin before you die. Otherwise, who will listen to you? Everyone can talk about the great truth.

After hesitating for only a moment, Lu Xiucai's eyes became firm again, and he pierced the demon-subduing pestle straight into the heart of the red evil ghost.

I drank your wedding wine, ate your banquet, and now I want to send you off. How ironic.
Hongsha did not resist. She looked up at the dazzling sunlight, wondering what she was thinking at that moment.

The stab missed!
Lu Xiucai's pupils contracted greatly!

The red evil spirit in front of her eyes was twisting rapidly, and she herself couldn't believe it!
"It was a nice conversation. I was almost moved to tears."

After hearing the words which were three parts sigh and seven parts ridicule, Lu Xiucai suddenly turned around and glared at him, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"Why!!!"

In Nanyue Village.

Zhao Sanyuan had already turned around the fork in the road a hundred or eighty times, and he wished he could carve the words "I'm so anxious" on his forehead.

But some things really can't be rushed.

Old Liu, who was squatting in a puddle nearby, seemed even more calm.

There is no way to prevent it from sinking. Now the feng shui of Nanyue Village is recovering itself. It is obvious that the scholar has succeeded. However, it will take time to repair it. We must wait until it recovers to a certain extent before we can find the Yan family.

"As the leader of all weddings and funerals on the black land, do you have no other options?"

"No, you can say anything now, but I just can't stand hearing the words red and white. They're too noisy. After what happened in Nanyue Village, I don't want to work for nothing anymore."

Zhao Sanyuan was so angry that he laughed, "Not doing it? You're going to starve. Where will the money for my sister-in-law's silk be raised? Where will the money for my eldest nephew's colonel be raised?"

Old Liu picked his nose and said indifferently, "My father-in-law's seafood business is quite profitable. If things don't work out, we still have the teahouse. Anyway, I have no motivation at all now. I'm just afraid of seeing another tragedy. What method do you think Xiucai used? Hard work or talk therapy?"

"How would I know? He's a college student, and he has a deep hatred on his back. He must know better than you and I. Besides, when it comes to life-saving and defensive skills, he's better than any of us. Just trust him."

"Well, I'm not afraid of any other troubles. In the future, I want the scholar to give my eldest son some special lessons, learn a foreign language, and go abroad to work on weddings and funerals and make the damn foreign money."

Zhao Sanyuan glanced at him unhappily and said, "You just said you don't want to work anymore, but you want your eldest son to work abroad. People out there don't recognize Yin Yang, Five Elements, Qi Men Dun Jia, either."

"Open up your mind, brother." Old Liu made a cross on his chest in all seriousness. "No matter how things change, they still remain essentially the same. I'll use huanghuali wood to build a fight for my son, and then add some "Ha Li Lu Ya" to it. It's guaranteed to look good."

"Come on, don't make fun of other people's beliefs. Do you remember the old Feng from Romania? He was very pious."

As the two of them enjoyed the future, the feng shui of Nanyue Village was finally restored to a certain extent.

I don’t know if God has finally opened his eyes.

The Yan family is right behind them.

"Lao Kang! Lao Kang, where the hell are you!"

After running all the way, the interior of the Yan family was no different from what he remembered. It was still overgrown with weeds and looked gloomy. However, Yan Song's parents, who always sat in the main hall drinking tea, were gone.

"You go find the old man and Brother Kang, and I'll go find Bai Sha's corpse."

The two of them split up into two groups and quickly searched the Yan family.

With the previous experience as a lesson, Lao Liu ran straight to the backyard.

Sure enough, there was a coffin hanging above the beam.

After carefully looking at the birth data written on the falling banner, Lao Liu quickly climbed up to the beam and kicked open the coffin lid, revealing a swollen male corpse lying inside.

"What a sin."

With a sigh, Lao Liu slapped the Luofan Yin Fu on the ghost gate of the corpse, then made a hand gesture and chanted a spell.

As long as the two evil ghost gates are sealed, half of the success will be achieved. By then, the brothers should be able to defeat them together, and there is also the old man as a stabilizing force.

Speaking of which, old man, you are really patient. You didn't do anything for several days. You just ate and drank and watched the fun the whole time.

"Ok?"

Old Liu frowned.

Not right.

Why is there no response?

When I was sealing the Red Evil Ghost Gate just now, I was almost thrown two miles away. How come there is no reaction at all this time?

Is the birth date wrong?

Old Liu took down the Luofan Yin Fu and looked at it carefully several times.

That's right.

Or is the talisman drawn wrong?
Waves of doubts lingered in my mind.

After careful judgment, Lao Liu was sure that there was nothing wrong with the talisman and that it had achieved the desired effect. However, the evil energy contained in the corpse was almost zero, so it did not have such exaggerated power after the ghost gate was sealed.

But this doesn't make sense.

Which of the two evil spirits, red and white, is given for free? Usually, the white evil spirit is slightly stronger.

Just when Old Liu was confused, Zhao Sanyuan came to the courtyard where they were staying. As soon as he came in, he saw the donkey snorting and looking arrogant.

There was no time to pay attention to it. After Zhao Sanyuan kicked open the wooden door, he saw Kang Mu'ang with moist eyes and his master snoring on the kang.

"What's wrong? Did you pee your pants?"

"No, it's just—"

"We can talk about this later. Come with me quickly. Lao Liu and I have already sealed the Red Evil Ghost Gate, and he is going to seal the White Evil Ghost Gate now."

"Bai Sha? Do you know who Bai Sha is?"

Zhao Sanyuan was stunned. "What nonsense are you talking about? Bai Sha is Yan Song. He fell into the river and drowned. After he was fished out, he was still full of resentment. His wife was also harmed that night. Add to that her bastard father and this is what happened. In short, there are a lot of things in it. I will play the vinyl record for you later and you will know. Hurry up and go to the river with me to support Xiucai. I am afraid that he will die if we wait for too long!"

Who would have thought that Lao Kang was so frightened after hearing this that he ran faster than Zhao Sanyuan.

"Yan Song is not Bai Sha at all!"

"After his death, his soul has been under the Yellow River!"

"He's the one who took us across the river!"

"He wants us to save Nanyue Village!"

(End of this chapter)