Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 880 Golden Buddha Statue
Wu Xian took Chen Chao and Liu Nana to the Su residence, but Li Xiaohu did not go with them.

Li Xiaohu assured Wu Xian that he would catch up soon, then hurriedly left, sneaking to a house, opening a hidden mechanism, and crawling into a narrow passage.

When he parted ways with Wu Xian and the others last time, he unexpectedly came to this secret passage and encountered a golden figure in it.

The golden figure kindly gave him a loan, allowing him to purchase superhuman physical abilities, which saved his life when facing the water-spraying old lady.

Although the golden figure didn't specify when the loan needed to be repaid, Li Xiaohu disliked the feeling of being in debt. So he took all the gold and silver valuables in the Ye family mansion that were meant to be buried with him. Taking advantage of the fact that the imprisoned woman wasn't here, he quickly paid off the debt, hoping he could even buy new abilities.

After entering the secret passage, Li Xiaohu sensed that something was amiss.

The figure was at the entrance of the secret passage last time, and the golden light emanating from it made the passage appear sacred and warm.

But this time, after walking a distance into the dark passage, he still didn't see any golden light, and only then did he realize how narrow and eerie the passage was.

The passageway was less than a meter wide, with cold and damp walls. Candles hanging on the walls emitted a chilling glow, and occasionally, cold water droplets would drip from the top of the passageway.

Li Xiaohu did not retreat, but continued forward, perhaps the golden figure was deep in the dark passage.

Bang!
Suddenly, the hidden door closed, and at the same time, a drop of cold water landed on Li Xiaohu's forehead.

"Fuck!"

Li Xiaohu cursed under his breath, feeling a chill run down his spine. He carefully held onto the wall and continued forward in the darkness. The torches went out wherever he went, making him even more afraid to look back. He felt terrified with every step he took.

The more he walked, the more uneasy he felt. The last time he saw that golden figure, he felt as if that person was a living Buddha, and that person had even kindly lent him a loan.

But if that person were truly a highly accomplished master, would they hide in such a gloomy and terrifying place?
Li Xiaohu walked with trepidation until he finally saw the exit of the secret passage and caught a glimpse of golden light, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems he was overthinking things; he was just scaring himself.

After exiting the secret passage, Li Xiaohu arrived at a spacious courtyard. In the center of the courtyard stood a gilded Buddha statue sitting cross-legged. The Buddha's clothes were open, revealing his belly. His face was slightly plump and had a compassionate expression. His eyes were half-closed, with fine lines extending from the corners of his eyes. Apart from a black spot on the left side of his face, he was a dignified and majestic figure.

In front of the Buddha statue, a monk who looked almost exactly like the Buddha statue sat cross-legged, with a string of golden prayer beads around his neck.

In front of the monk, there were more than a dozen people kneeling.

These people, both men and women, were dressed in ancient clothing and bowed their heads as if chanting scriptures. When they saw Li Xiaohu appear, they only looked up at him briefly before looking away and continuing to kneel.

Upon seeing this, Li Xiaohu's face lit up with joy.

"That guy surnamed Wu is really unreliable. He said that blessed lands are like hell, with no safe place. So what is this temple?"

"This is a place bathed in Buddha's light; there will be no evil spirits here. As long as we hide here, we will definitely live until tomorrow morning!"

Compared to Wu Xian, Li Xiaohu still felt that gods and Buddhas were more credible.

Li Xiaohu straightened his appearance, held the burial money he had obtained from the Ye family, and respectfully handed it to the monk.

"Thank you, Master. These assets are the principal and interest. Please accept them."

The monk smiled and waved his hand, saying generously, "We haven't set a repayment date yet. Please leave these valuables behind; they might come in handy later."

Li Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, then sighed. He thought to himself, "Truly a highly accomplished monk, he wouldn't even accept a refund."

The monk smiled, put his hands together, closed his eyes, and said nothing more.

Li Xiaohu found a futon and sat down, intending to wait there until tomorrow morning. "Hey, do you owe him money?"

After sitting for a while, a civilian next to Li Xiaohu poked him with his finger.

Li Xiaohu didn't think too much about it and nodded: "Yes, the master lent me a sum of money but didn't ask me to pay it back."

Upon hearing this, the commoners all looked at Li Xiaohu, their gazes carrying a strange meaning, like hungry people looking at a delicious meal.

Li Xiaohu's heart skipped a beat: "Did I say something wrong?"

"That's right, you didn't say anything wrong!"

The commoners stood up one by one, their expressions becoming excited, their eyes wide open, and slowly surrounded Li Xiaohu.

"You owe him money, and he owes us money!"

"After all this back and forth, you've ended up owing us money... so hurry up and pay us back what he owes us!"

The commoners' skin gradually turned ashen, and they exuded an ominous aura. Li Xiaohu finally realized something was wrong and hurriedly asked the monk for help.

"Master, please save me, save me..."

Li Xiaohu's voice stopped abruptly. When he looked over, he realized that what was hanging around the monk's neck was not a Buddhist rosary, but a chain made of gold!
From the gold chain extended smaller chains, which were fastened around the necks of every commoner.

monk...

chain……

Li Xiaohu suddenly shivered. He remembered that the evil spirits he had seen before were also bound by chains, and there was also a description in the county annals:
"At that time, there was an evil monk in Xuanling County who raised a lot of money, which he used entirely for gambling and prostitution..."

"This monk is the same wicked monk mentioned in the county annals!"

“These ordinary people are not believers; they are creditors who have been deceived by the evil monk. They are kneeling here not to chant sutras or recite Buddhist scriptures, but to beg the evil monk to repay their debts!”

"The deceived common people, unable to get their money back from the evil monk, have set their sights on me!"

Li Xiaohu's hair stood on end. He hurriedly picked up his shovel and knocked several civilians to the ground. Then he stood up and ran towards the courtyard gate.

The civilians who were knocked down were not injured. After they got up from the ground, they had turned into evil ghosts with blue faces and fangs, and chased after Li Xiaohu.

crunch...

Li Xiaohu pulled open the courtyard gate and saw Wu Xian and two others standing across the street, looking completely bewildered.

Above Wu Xian and the other two was the plaque of the Su family mansion, and each of them held a bamboo stick in their hands.

Upon seeing Wu Xian again, Li Xiaohu felt a pang of regret. If he had told Wu Xian about his ordeal earlier, the outcome might have been completely different.

However, it's not too late.

Wu Xian is a member of the family and possesses abilities that are unimaginable to ordinary people. He also has to ensure the survival of newcomers, so as long as you run to his side, he will definitely try to save you!
Just as Li Xiaohu was about to call for help from Wu Xian, a demon grabbed his shoulder, and several demons together threw him into the center of the courtyard. Then, more than a dozen demons pounced on him!
"Ah! Ahhh..."

Wu Xian and the other two watched helplessly as Li Xiaohu was torn to pieces by a group of evil spirits, who then clung to his mangled remains and devoured this rare repayment...

(End of this chapter)