Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 293 Please Wait a Moment

"Evil spirits, evil spirits must not be contaminated."

Tears streamed down the corners of Old Fu Zheng's eyes. He pounded his chest and said, "Doctor, hurry up!"

"I'm already thinking of a solution!"

The doctor was just a country doctor, how could he stop the bleeding by cutting off the head? He tried his best but still could not stop the gushing blood.

I watched Tu Ming's eyes get closer and closer, losing their luster.

The villagers were silent. They did want to kill Tu Ming for revenge because he had killed someone before, but now Tu Ming was weak, so they remembered.

“This is still a child.”

Someone sighed, and everyone fell silent.

Those who are contaminated by evil spirits will eventually die a tragic death like this, it's so painful.

They looked at Lao Fu crying like a tearful man, but there was nothing they could do. A gust of wind blew, and white mist surged here.

"Can't be saved."

The village head wiped his tears and said, "This child is unlucky, Master Fu Zheng, give up on him."

Lao Fu Zheng said nothing, just held Tu Ming's hand blankly.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and suddenly picked up Tu Ming.

"Just wait for me."

He entered the white fog alone and could not see anything.

"You come out!"

But he was shouting, "I know you are here, come out! Tu Ming is innocent, come at me if you dare!"

"Even if you have to kill me or suck out my soul, I am willing to do it. Just come out!"

He kept shouting and yelling, as if he was looking for someone.

"Come out!"

The child he was holding was completely pale without a trace of blood. Old Fu was taking a deep breath and crying:

"God damn it, come out! You are the one who made this child like this, why don't you take responsibility!"

In the white fog, the wind blew, and a person slowly appeared.

It’s still the same person, the same table, and the same pot of tea.

"Why, you also want this evil spirit from me?"

Chen Ning'an appeared and looked at Tu Ming: "This child could have lived, but you killed him. Now you're asking me, an evil spirit, to save him?"

Old Fu was looking at Chen Ning'an. He felt uneasy, frightened and angry, but he knew that what Chen Ning'an said was right.

The words that Xiao Tu said while crying and expressing regret were like a knife stabbing into his heart.

Those words of Grandpa Fu Zheng turned into nightmares that kept lingering in my ears.

He softened his heart and wanted the child to live.

The old man fell to his knees on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Please, save him."

The old man began to kowtow, one after another, until his head was covered in dirt and blood. Chen Ning'an saw this with a calm look.

"Well, since you want me to save him, then I will."

Chen Ningan said calmly: "But you have to know that one life is worth another life. I can't explain to Wuchang if I save him."

"Impermanence?"

Lao Fu was speaking with a questioning tone, but he saw Chen Ning'an pointing behind him.

"look."

The old man suddenly turned around, holding Tu Ming, and two evil spirits, one black and one white, appeared in the white mist!

No, it was not an evil spirit, but the God of Death, holding a mourning stick, and following him quietly.

"Impermanence takes away souls..."

Old Fu was muttering, "No, that's not right. Why would Wuchang follow me? They should have taken Xiao Tu's soul away long ago!"

"Foolishness."

Chen Ningan shook his head and smiled: "Of course I told them to come and collect them later."

When Tu Ming just started to draw the talisman, his body couldn't hold on and he was about to die of exhaustion, but because of a word he said, Wuchang gave him face.

Now, Wuchang still gives him face, so Chen Ningan can no longer be unreasonable.

Following Lao Fu Zheng's gaze, the two Impermanence bowed slightly to Chen Ning'an and waited for his next words.

"Old man, if you want to save Xiao Tu, you have to sacrifice your life. If you don't want to save him, just let him go."

Chen Ning'an gently took out three incense sticks and lit them: "Thank you for the trouble. It won't be too late to leave after dinner."

"The two black and white figures bowed to him, then stood motionless beside the incense and began to enjoy it."

Lao Fuzheng looked at Chen Ningan, then at Wuchang. The Yin spirit was bowing to the evil spirit. This was beyond his understanding.

But this person clearly brought misfortune and disaster, so how could he not be evil?

"I, an old man, have had enough of life."

Old Fu was touching Tu Ming's head lovingly, then he took out the wooden sword and stabbed it into his heart.

"Pfft!"

A soul walked out of his body and appeared in front of Chen Ning'an.

The Black and White Impermanence took a look, and the Black Impermanence stretched out his hand and captured the soul of Lao Fu Zheng, and continued to enjoy the remaining incense.

When the incense burned out, they bowed to Chen Ning'an again, then disappeared into the white mist in a few steps.

"Haha, people."

Chen Ningan tapped his finger lightly: "But, your body is enough for me to use for a while."

Chen Ning'an casually threw a wooden talisman to Tu Ming, then he reached into the world he had opened up inside himself and pulled out a person.

"Owner!"

Liao Yun looked extremely excited, he saw his master again!

"I'm so glad you're okay!"

The black energy on his body continued to spread and was melted by the moonlight. If Chen Ning'an had not been by his side, he would have disappeared soon.

"Well, I found a body for you, use it for now."

Chen Ningan pointed at Lao Fuzheng's body and said, "Go quickly, let me see if this idea can succeed."

In this world, they have no identity and no cover, and are constantly rejected and burned by the world.

But what if, we borrow the identity of this world?

Liao Yun looked at the old man on the ground and raised his hand to pull out the half-talisman weapon. As soon as he touched it, his entire hand began to burn.

"Master, I am still very weak."

He was in a dilemma. With this half talisman in place, he couldn't enter Old Fu Zheng's body.

Chen Ning'an stretched out his hand and the half talisman fell into his hand.

Whoops!

The talisman melted directly into ashes.

"Go."

This time there was no obstacle, and Liao Yun directly entered Lao Fu Zheng's body.

In an instant, Lao Fu opened his eyes, and his expression was completely different from before!

"Master, I don't feel hot anymore!"

He was overjoyed, "Thank you, Master!"

"Well, don't thank me yet. Someone's coming in. Go and help me get rid of him."

Chen Ning'an pointed at the white fog. Outside the hill, the five people from Qing'an Division had gathered everyone in Xiaoyunli and Zhushuili.

Hundreds of people, young and old, male and female, all stood outside the white fog.

At the feet of Bei Huazhui, Xu Muwan and others, there were several corpses lying, among them were the head of Zhushuili and Fu Zheng.

"Humph, you turned a deaf ear to my words and dared to let him go?"

Bei Huazhui snorted coldly, raised his head and said to the others: "Remember? Go in and get Zhu Hengrui's virginity, and you can go home."

"If you don't go, then I'm sorry, your Lizheng and Fuzheng will be the same as everyone else's!"

The villagers in Xiaoyunli and Zhushuili looked grim. They were frightened but dared not get angry. What they felt more was sadness.

Even if they leave, where can they go?
The rice needs to be fertilized and weeded, and the livestock at home need to be fed. They rely on selling the rice for planting and money for the next year. Once they leave, they will be refugees.

So when Lord Fu Zheng asked them to leave, everyone still came.

Who goes first?
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. This white fog looked abnormal at first glance, and entering it would certainly result in life or death.

Otherwise, would these people from the Qing'an Division let them go in first?

"I'll go."

An elder said, "I am old and won't live long. I will set an example for you younger generations."

Without waiting for everyone to cry out, the old man walked step by step into the white fog.

His breathing became slow, and his cloudy eyes and sagging skin felt the coolness of the white mist.

There must be some evil spirits in the hills, but I don’t know how powerful these evil spirits are.

He took a few steps and suddenly heard a sound in front of him.

"Wow~"

After walking a few more steps, peach blossoms bloomed on both sides. The sound of the splashing water turned out to be the mighty Yangtze River, and the peach blossom petals floated along the river.

This...is this a small hill?

The old man was in a trance for a moment, and then he heard the sounds of young girls not far away.

He walked a few steps over and saw a group of graceful girls in gauze clothes playing around. Somehow they noticed him.

"Hey, old man, come and play with us."

The girls ran over and hugged the old man, causing his face to turn red for a moment.

Some of the gauze clothes also ran away. How could this be dangerous? It was simply heaven!
…………

"Didn't come out."

The people outside waited for half an hour, but the old man seemed to have disappeared, and there was no news at all.

"You go."

Beihuazhui sent another person.

The man walked into the white fog, and the next moment a strong wind blew and blew away the white fog.

He saw the entire court of civil and military officials, with a beautiful woman by his side, calling him "Your Majesty".

No news again.

"You, you, you, and you too."

Bei Huazhui's face looked grim. With so many people here this time, there shouldn't be any sound that can be made, right?

But there was no sound at all. The thick fog in the hills seemed like an abyss that would swallow up anyone who came.

Chen Ning'an stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Liao Yun drawing mountains, rivers, immortals, fine wine, palaces and emperors on the ground with tree branches.

You can see that some lines in the pattern drawn earlier are moving, making it look lifelike.

Liao Yun looked calm and had great abilities, which was why Chen Ning'an took a liking to him.

Who can tell what is true and what is false in all the paintings?
"Master, do you want to go in and take a look?"

Looking at those paintings, Liao Yun's eyes were intoxicated, and sometimes he couldn't distinguish between the paintings and reality.

"No."

Chen Ning'an shook his head. Tu Ming on the ground was still recovering, and the head was slowly growing out.

Changes had taken place in the child, and Chen Ning'an seemed to understand where the evil they were talking about came from.

Evil spirits, not them.

They are called evil spirits only when they encounter people from this world.

Just like...Liao Yun now.

"Master, those people outside seem a bit annoying."

Liao Yun asked him: "Can I eat them or make them into paper figures?"

As more and more people appeared in his paintings, Liao Yun's strength became stronger and stronger, and he recovered quickly.

It has already reached a level where it is out of control, and only very few resources are needed to return to its previous status.

It's a pity that Menshen didn't bring the printing machine, otherwise he would have risen like a tornado.

"Not urgent."

Chen Ningan shook his head and said, "You can't just kill people. This world is different from our previous world."

Wisdom flashed in his eyes, and the golden light was bright: "The relationships between people here are complicated. Some people have gods above their heads. We can't just make enemies with them casually."

Unless someone has really hurt them, they'd better not take action.

"But Master, if this is the case, won't we be restricted everywhere?"

Liao Yun's eyes were not happy: "If it was before, I would have eaten all those people."

“What shall they eat, if they have done no evil?”

Chen Ningan shook his head: "But that's not the case. As long as we discover the secret of the evil spirit, we will not be restricted by this."

Chen Ning'an looked at his feet. Tu Ming had completely turned into an evil spirit at this time. Even if he killed him, he would still gain merit.

He was slowly opening his eyes, filled with madness and evil, searching for the breath of life.

Inside and outside the hill, people, unaware of the impending disaster, were still shouting and yelling!
"Everyone in this area, go in, and come out if you see something wrong!"

Bei Huazhu even took out a talisman: "Hold the lamp talisman, even if you die, you must come back to me!"

These people took the lantern talismans and entered the white fog again.

Of course, they entered the painting unknowingly, and the lamp talisman didn't even light up for a moment before it was extinguished by Liao Yun's painting.

"Uncle, come and play."

The Fengyue Tower, which was the only one in the town, was right in front of them. A large group of girls ran out and pulled them in.

But it was different for women. When they saw the gold, silver, jewelry, and delicacies from land and sea, even those women who had been poor all their lives pounced on them directly.

"These people are incredibly gullible and greedy."

There was contempt in Liao Yun's eyes, a disdain for ignorance and barbarism.

“People in the mountains are like this.”

Chen Ningan looked at them and said, "It's just that these people don't have the opportunity to be educated. It's the same in every world."

Knowledge can change destiny, and this is not just empty talk.

Suddenly, the people on the ground woke up.

Tu Ming was covered in blood, and the extra head was full of madness.

But his normal mind was clear.

"My Lord, why am I here?"

He turned his eyes and saw Liao Yun, and said in surprise: "Grandpa Fu Zheng!"

Liao Yun ignored him. Tu Ming wanted to walk forward, but the head on his neck suddenly looked beyond the white mist on the hill.

A lot of popularity.

"what happened?"

Tu Ming was horrified. He could no longer control his body. His head took the lead and approached the other two miles of crowd inside and outside the hill.

"I feel something ominous."

Xu Muwan lifted the ribbon on her chest and frowned slightly: "So many people have gone in, and there's not even a splash of water. Should we really continue?"

She took it for granted that these people were dead, killed by the evil spirit.

Bei Huazhui's eyes wandered: "I don't know. I don't know whether it will work or not. But if we can't get the body of Master Zhu Hengrui, you and I can forget about our future."

There is no doubt about it. The Zhu family will definitely be able to find them. Too many people have seen Lao Fu coming to find them, so they can't escape.

"But my heart is beating so fast."

Another hall master covered his chest and said, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)