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Chapter 49 I'll kill, kill, kill you all, and turn you into bean paste!
The old man was standing next to the carved bed, on which a black stone Buddha head had been placed at some point.

The Buddha head also had a pair of eerie red eyes, staring straight at her.

"It's actually a Yin Buddha Ghost Artifact!"

Jiang Nanxi's expression turned serious.

This thing was cut off from a Buddha statue that had been possessed by a ghost. It's probably a Buddha statue from a thousand years ago, so there's still an extremely powerful thousand-year-old ghost force gathered on the Buddha's head.

As long as there is something to guide it, the thousand-year-old ghost power on the Buddha's head can launch a fatal attack, and Jiang Nanxi was caught off guard and seriously injured.

A strange red light emanated from the Buddha's head, enveloping Jiang Nanxi and rendering her unable to move!

"Hey, why can't you move?"

When the monk saw that Jiang Nanxi had been injured and fallen to the ground, he was no longer afraid of her. He even stepped on Jiang Nanxi's back and looked down at her.

"Weren't you so impressive just now? I thought you were something special, but it turns out this is all you're capable of?"

"elder sister!"

An'an saw the monk stepping on Jiang Nanxi and looked anxious, wanting to rush over to save her.

There was a snap.

The monk slapped An'an away, yelling, "You brat, you think you can save people? Take care of yourself! You're going to be a sacrifice soon!"

"All right."

The old man stood up from the carved bed and said to the sorcerer, "Stop wasting time talking to them, hurry up and kill this woman. I've waited so many years, and finally found a suitable sacrifice, and a suitable body to possess. I can't wait any longer!"

"Then let's get started quickly."

The monk raised his hand, ready to kill Jiang Nanxi with a single blow.

"Wait a minute!"

Jiang Nanxi quickly said loudly.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! I shouldn't have been so arrogant just now and offended two important figures! I want to kneel down and apologize to them before I die, can you give me a chance!"

The old man stared at Jiang Nanxi's fair and delicate face for a while.

"You are indeed beautiful. I will give you a chance. If you are obedient, after you die, I may reluctantly take you as my twentieth concubine."

Thinking of Jiang Nanxi's arrogant demeanor, and seeing her so humble now, the monk said, "Kneeling down to apologize is not enough. You should kowtow to us as well."

Jiang Nanxi: "It's all taken care of, don't worry."

The monk and the old man exchanged a glance, and the old man took out a piece of cloth and covered the Buddha's head.

The old man said, "Come here, kowtow and apologize to us. Don't try any tricks on me, or I'll have plenty of ways to deal with you."

The red light disappeared, and Jiang Nanxi was finally able to move. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stood up.

The old man, dressed in a Qing Dynasty official robe, sat smugly on the carved bed, while the monk stood arrogantly beside it, chin in hand, ready to watch Jiang Nanxi kneel down and kowtow.

Jiang Nanxi knelt on one knee, clasped her hands in greeting to them, and said, "I pay my respects to my servants. My servants are getting older and older."

Old man: ?

Master: ?
What the hell are you doing?

Just as the human and the ghost were bewildered, Jiang Nanxi rushed over and snatched the Buddha head from the bed.

A loud bang was heard.

Jiang Nanxi threw the Buddha head on the ground and smashed it.

"My precious artifact!!!"

The old man's wailing could be heard.

In an instant, the old man's eyes turned bloodshot, and he charged angrily at Jiang Nanxi, shouting, "This is a treasure I finally obtained! I'll make you pay with your life!"

Jiang Nanxi dodged the old man's attack with a flash, appeared silently behind him, and grabbed his Qing Dynasty-style long braid.

"Heh, without this Yin Buddha artifact, what are you so arrogant about here!"

On the other side, Liu Qingyan was waiting for her to come to his rescue, but unexpectedly, Jiang Nanxi completely forgot about him!
As he opened the coffin lid and came out, he heard Jiang Nanxi's frantic roars.

"You two treacherous commoners dared to assassinate the emperor! I will execute you!"

Jiang Nanxi grabbed the old man's braid with both hands and swung him around wildly and rapidly like a giant swing in an amusement park. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The old man was practically flung around like a blur, letting out screams, "Put me down! Ahhhhhh, put me down!"

"Invincible Wind and Fire Wheels, I'll kill, kill, kill you all! Die!"

Swish swish!
Jiang Nanxi grabbed the old man's braid and swung it wildly up and down and left and right, even hitting the monk who was trying to escape.

There was a bang.

The mage was sent flying and crashed into the wall, where he became embedded in it.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

He was coughing up blood as he tried to climb down, but as soon as he did, Jiang Nanxi swung the old man's giant swing hammer at him again.

"Invincible Hot Wheels!"

"Ahhh!"

"Invincible Wind and Fire Wheels!!!"

"Oh, my braid!"

A large hole in the wall, shaped like a human, appeared. Every time the monk tried to come down, Jiang Nanxi would swing the old man's giant swinging hammer and smash him back down.

Bang bang bang!
A violent commotion erupted, and the wall was covered in blood. The mage couldn't even let out a scream; he had been smashed into a pile of minced meat.

Then, Jiang Nanxi stomped on the old man's head and crushed it, absorbing all the ghostly energy from his body.

She turned her head and saw Liu Qingyan. After a moment of silence, she said, "When did you get yourself out of here?"

"just."

Liu Qingyan thought for a moment and said, "I think I just heard someone arguing. Are there any living people here?"

Jiang Nanxi saw that he was about to look at the blood-stained wall, so she quickly went over and pulled him away.

"This is the haunted house of vengeful ghosts. No living person would dare to come here. Are you sure you heard me right?"

Liu Qingyan pointed to the wall and said, "What's that on the wall? It looks a bit scary."

"Those are corpse specimens. The vengeful ghosts put them on as decorations. If you're scared, don't look at them."

"He was still bleeding, like he had just died."

"That's the effect we wanted. Those ghosts are all weird and have rather unique tastes."

"Oh, I thought you killed him."

"How can it be!"

Jiang Nanxi looked at him with a serious expression, "How could I, a little girl who can't even kill a chicken, have the strength to smash someone into a specimen? Don't slander me!"

"..."

Jiang Nanxi released the wandering souls trapped inside the paper effigies, and then left the haunted house with the little ghost An'an.

Before leaving, she used a Thunderfire Talisman to completely burn down the yin house, to prevent ghosts from occupying the place to cultivate and do evil in the future.

When we came out of the ancestral house, it was completely dark.

Jiang Nanxi helped An'an get rid of the resentment in her body, and then sent her to be reincarnated.

"It's all finally resolved."

Jiang Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief.

But suddenly.

She felt dizzy and weak all over.

Liu Qingyan stood beside her waiting, and saw that her face was extremely pale and her breath was very weak.

His expression hardened. "Are you alright? You look terrible."

"fine."

Jiang Nanxi said calmly.

But not long after Jiang Nanxi finished speaking, she collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)