The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 421 Dirty Tactics, Begging Master Lang for Help

Lang Jiuchuan never expected that the Rong family would exploit the infamy of being a demon so thoroughly. They must have been so angry that they didn't care about anything else and were determined to nail her to the pillar of shame as a demon.

During her seclusion, rumors spread like wildfire in Wujing that a malevolent spirit had appeared in the Lang family, bringing disaster to the country and affecting its fate. Who was this person? It was none other than Lang Jiu Niang, who had been left to fend for herself on the estate for many years. She was not the real Lang Jiu Chuan, but was possessed by an unknown malevolent spirit.

This rumor did not originate from ordinary villains, but was divined by Master Zhishang, who was supported by the Tantai clan.

Master Zhishang is eighty-nine years old this year. He is a person born with wisdom. He started practicing Taoism at the age of three under the Quanzhen School, which was founded by disciples of the Ziyang Zhenren lineage. He has excellent talent and is good at divination.

However, he foresaw that evil spirits had entered the Lang family's residence and would wreak havoc on the land of Da Dan, causing immense suffering to the people.

Such a bad reputation is something that not only a young girl cannot bear, but even the Lang family cannot bear it. In the entire Wujing and the entire world, no one can bear it.

Rumors are more dangerous than tigers; those who spread such rumors are truly despicable!

Fortunately, the Lang family was observing mourning and did not need to go out, otherwise they would have been drowned in spittle. However, since the masters did not go out, the servants still had to go out to purchase supplies. As a result, they were all harassed, disliked, and even verbally abused. They could not even buy particularly fresh and good quality ingredients.

The Lang family was shrouded in gloom and despair. Why did these misfortunes keep coming one after another without stopping? The Second Master's death had just been exonerated, and the joy hadn't even faded when this utterly devastating disaster struck.

It's really unfavorable for fleeting years!

Before Lang Jiuchuan even entered Wujing City, she was discovered by the little devils, who quickly split up to report the rumors. Some rushed to her side and hurriedly reported the gossip. Only then did she realize that the feud with the Rong family had reached a fever pitch.

The Rong family wants to use the rumors of evil spirits to make her a target of everyone's hatred and alienation from all sides. Ha!

What a dirty trick!

But it really works.

After all, she was backed by the Lang family, an ordinary noble family. They were just ordinary people, and such a bad reputation would inevitably affect the Lang family's reputation, as well as their marriage and so on.

Lang Jiuchuan's expression was so cold it could freeze a person to death.

The little devil, trembling with fear, said, "Your Excellency, when Manager Piao and the others let you enter the city, you should at least conceal yourself a little, otherwise they are afraid that the ignorant people will throw excrement at you!"

Lang Jiuchuan: "..."

Throwing excrement at someone—this scene is utterly filthy!
She wasn't afraid of the people's ignorance, but she was afraid that the filth would truly taint her soul. So she immediately cast a spell and used her teleportation technique to return to the Wan Shi Shop.

Fu Qi breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing her and said, "You've finally shown up. Are you alright?"

"Nothing serious, just a severe loss of vital energy. It's impossible to recover quickly unless one performs great deeds to rejuvenate their body." Lang Jiuchuan shook his head.

Her battle with Lingxu took a heavy toll, and she later plotted against Rong Huanxuan. Although she has been meditating and cultivating these days, it has been a short time, and such a huge deficit cannot be repaired all at once.

She was just a person, and a weak woman with imperfections. Fortunately, the person she asked for had been providing her with merit and blessings, otherwise she wouldn't have recovered so well!

Fu Qi said, "Take it easy, don't push yourself too hard. To be honest, you've only been in this body for half a year, and to have reached this level and strength with this body is already thanks to your talent from your previous life. Otherwise, if everyone fought like you, you would have fallen long ago."

The more Fu Qi cultivated her ghost power, the more she felt that cultivation was difficult, and progress was even more difficult. On her path of cultivation, she had to constantly engage in actual combat. Ordinary Taoists would need to recuperate for ten days or half a month just to draw high-level talismans. What about her?

Fu Qi wasn't oblivious to her urgency, but he also knew that a string stretched too tight would snap. Lang Jiuchuan felt a warmth in his heart and said, "If I take it slow, people will just take advantage of me. Look at the rumors circulating outside; they're trying to incite the world to attack me, they want me dead!"

"Only such underhanded tricks can a treacherous villain resort to." Fu Qi's face revealed murderous intent.

Madam Song and Song Yuedie arrived together. They were both delighted to see Lang Jiuchuan, but also somewhat worried. They said, "Miss, we don't believe anything we hear outside. If possible, we can go out and testify that you are the good celestial master who saved my Die'er!"

Song Yuedie nodded repeatedly with her eyes wide open.

Lang Jiuchuan patted her little bun and said, "What if I really am a demon? Aren't you afraid of me?"

Madam Song smiled and said, "If you are a demon, then it would be a good thing if there were more demons like you in the world."

jingle.

A breeze blew the wind chimes at the door.

Lang Jiuchuan turned around and saw a large and a small figure walking in, with a faint, almost dissipating remnant soul behind them.

Fu Qi's eyes flashed sharply, and the remnant soul was so frightened by this aura that it retreated to the doorway.

Lang Jiuchuan stopped Fu Qi, looked at the man, and said, "This Mr. Liang, you should be called Lord Liang now. Congratulations on passing the imperial examination and may your fortune be prosperous."

The person in front of me was none other than Liang Jinfeng, a scholar who had previously come to Wanshipu for help but was tricked by a poor old scholar, which caused him to fail the imperial examinations repeatedly.

Liang Jinfeng released the child from his arms, cupped his hands in a bow, and said, "I thank you for your advice, Master. I have come here today to ask you to save someone."

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the child who was almost up to his waist, his gaze sweeping over the child's temples, and said, "Are you here for this child's father?"

The child's eyes widened, and in a blink, he knelt down: "Master, please save my father. Ning Shaosi is willing to be your slave, your servant, at your beck and call."

He kowtowed three times.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the dazed yet persistent remnant soul outside the door, raised his hand slightly to stop him from kowtowing again, and said, "Your father's situation is a bit troublesome, I'm afraid it won't be as you wish."

What do you mean?
Tears welled up in Ning Shaosi's eyes. Did the master mean that the patient was beyond saving?

Liang Jinfeng was also taken aback and said, "Master, you haven't even seen the person yet, how could you..."

"I saw him." Lang Jiuchuan looked at the child with pity in his eyes and said, "Your father has been unconscious for some time now, hasn't he?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Ning was a fellow candidate in the imperial examination with me. He also passed, ranking nineteenth in the second class, which is a little higher than my ranking."

How much?

"I barely made it to the bottom of the second tier, it was really a stroke of luck." Liang Jinfeng rubbed his hands, then changed the subject, saying, "It should have been a happy occasion, but unfortunately, joy turned to sorrow. At the Qionglin Banquet, Brother Ning drank a couple too many cups of wine and fell into the river. After being rescued, he has been unconscious ever since. We've seen doctors and even consulted a geomancer, but they haven't been able to wake him up. With the official appointment just around the corner, if he doesn't wake up soon, Brother Ning might... That's why I've come to you for help?"

Lang Jiuchuan shook his head and sighed, "He won't survive!"

(End of this chapter)