Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 33 Yellow Fairy
When the Feng family carried the village chief Feng into the temple and greeted the second young master, just as they were about to explain their purpose, Ren Yuan waved his hand and said, "I know everything. Send him to the backyard."

The Feng family hurriedly carried Feng Lizheng through the front hall and came to the backyard of the mountain temple.

The backyard is also not big, with three rooms, one main room and two side rooms. In the middle of the yard there grows an unusually tall ancient willow tree, and its dense canopy completely shades the patio.

When you get closer and take a closer look, you will find that this is not just a willow tree. In the thick trunk that several people cannot hug, there is also a jujube tree. The jujube branches and willow branches are intertwined, and the willow leaves are mixed with jujube leaves, which looks very magical.

There is also an incense table under the tree, on which are placed five offerings: incense, flowers, lamps, water and fruit.

Ren Yuan ordered his men to place Feng Lizheng in front of the incense table. He first burned incense in front of the old tree, then raised his hand and broke off two willow branches.

He first used a longer stick to tie up Feng Lizheng, and then took another stick and dipped it in the seven-treasure juice on the altar.

When he turned around, Ren Yuan was already grinning, and said to Feng Lizheng: "There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, so you will go there! Look at my five lightning whips!"

As he spoke, a willow branch hit him hard with a snap. Feng Lizheng was struck by lightning and screamed in pain, shaking all over!

Ren Yuan did not stop and whipped Feng Lizheng again and again until he was almost dead. He rolled on the ground and howled in agony without a sound!

The Feng family was able to hold it in at first, but then the village chief Feng's screams turned into pleas for mercy and cries for help:

"Please spare me, I won't do it again!"

"Help, I'm dying..."

They couldn't hold it in any longer and begged the Second Young Master to show mercy, saying, "Stop hitting me, or I'll die!"

Ren Yuan then stopped and said calmly, "Look carefully first."

As Ren Yuan stopped whipping, Li Zheng Feng also stopped rolling around frantically. The Feng family members then saw that although he was dirty and his clothes were wrinkled, there was not even a bruise on his face or body, let alone a whip mark.

The Feng family was very surprised. The nephew of Feng Lizheng scratched his head and asked, "Uncle is fine, so why is he yelling?"

"It's not what he wants to shout. It's something else that's using his mouth to shout!" Ren Yuan sneered, looking past the crowd and looking towards the door and said, "Don't you think so, my friend?"

The Feng family hurriedly turned around, but saw no one.

"Who is the second young master talking to?" asked Feng Lizheng's nephew.

"Let it meet you now!" Ren Yuan said, picking up the brass bowl with the 'True Shape of the Five Mountains' painted on it on the incense table and pouring the seven-treasure juice inside, which turned into a stream and flew towards the door.

When the water curtain fell, it stirred up a cloud of black smoke, and a short figure was vaguely visible in the smoke.

Seeing that he had been exposed, the short figure hurriedly rushed to the door, but was held tightly by an invisible rope and fell to the ground in a mess. It turned out to be a yellow fairy that was soaked like a drowned chicken.

Looking at the Huang Xian again, his body was covered with blue and purple marks and fresh whip marks.

The yellow fairy was still very persistent. He got up and tried to escape again, but he fell on his back again.

"Give up this idea, my friend. Your soul is bound by the branches of Liu Zhongjun, and you can't escape." Ren Yuan said, and swung the whip at Feng Lizheng's head.

Now everyone could see clearly that Ren Yuan hit Feng Lizheng, but the wound appeared on Huang Xian. When Huang Xian shouted "roll over", Feng Lizheng would also shout "roll over" as well.

"This is why the evil spirit kept coming back to Liu Lizheng last time." Ren Yuan said angrily while beating the Yellow Immortal, "Because this fellow didn't possess him directly, but used the art of borrowing a body to remotely control him from a distance!"

"As soon as it saw that I was going to use the talisman to exorcise the evil spirit, it withdrew its intention. When Liu Lizheng left Anjifang, he would borrow Liu Lizheng's body again, and naturally he would not be able to hurt him!" At this time, Ren Yuan broke a willow branch and was about to break another one. Although he didn't say anything about the embarrassment he made last time, he felt deeply ashamed in his heart. This time, he finally caught the culprit, and it would be strange if he could let it off easily.

The Yellow Immortal couldn't stand it anymore, and kowtowed and begged, "Ancestor, please spare my life. I can't stand it any more."

"Tell me, I have no grudge against you, why are you trying to harm me?" Ren Yuan asked sternly, "If you dare to hide anything from me, I will dig a hole and bury you, and use you as fertilizer for Liu Zhongjun!"

Hearing his words, not only was Huang Xian frightened, but even the old willow tree shook its branches as if to express its protest.

"I'll tell you what I'll tell you." The Yellow Immortal confessed confidently, "I'm not some mountain spirit or wild monster with no background. I'm the adopted brother of He Bo Tian Liang Zi, and the partner of the teacher Po in the He Bo Temple. I usually accompany her in performing rituals, and I also have regular incense offerings every month..."

"Get to the point!" Ren Yuan glared and pretended to hit her.

"Yes, yes." Huang Xian shrank his long neck and said briefly, "This time it was the teacher who asked me for help to make your temple look bad."

"Why is she crazy again?" Ren Yuan was puzzled.

"She said you guys overstepped your boundaries." Huang Xian said.

"..." Ren Yuan then remembered what Young Master Liu said, that the teacher from the Hebo Temple came to his house to beg for a thousand strings of cash but returned empty-handed.

It seems that it was the astonishing donation of millions from Mr. Liu that hurt the teacher's self-esteem.

"The question is, when did our two families cross the boundary?" Ren Yuan asked Huang Xian.

"Well, it should be two years ago that the River God and the Community God agreed that the Jiuqu River would be the boundary between the two sides, and that the well water would not interfere with the river water." Huang Xian said.

"Let's not talk about what the community god agreed to. What does it have to do with us, the mountain god?" Ren Yuan snorted and said, "Even if that old woman thinks it's related, she should talk about it first. We are not unreasonable."

"Yes, yes." Huang Xian nodded vigorously, feeling that what Ren Yuan said made sense.

"So she did this because she didn't take our Mountain God Temple seriously at all." Ren Yuan said in a deep voice: "If we don't fight back, won't it make us look weak and vulnerable?"

"Yes, yes, you guys fight, I won't get involved anymore." Huang Xian said flatteringly, "Actually, I'm just a part-time worker, I have nothing to do with them, you always treat me like shit, just let me go."

"That depends on your sincerity." Ren Yuan said calmly.

"What do you want me to do?" Although Huang Xian has short legs and a long neck and looks silly, he is actually not stupid.

"I won't do anything bad to you, but you have to make the old hag look bad. Isn't that fair?" Ren Yuan said.

"Fair, fair." Huang Xian nodded quickly. "That's easy."

"Okay, then you swear in the name of your ancestor." Ren Yuan added according to the voice transmission of his senior sister.

"Well... okay." Huang Xian had no choice but to swear to their ancestor Chi Songzi that he would keep his word and not bring shame to Huang Xian. Only then did Ren Yuan let it go.

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In the evening, the teacher finished a day of healing and praying, and returned to the Hebo Temple on a sedan chair.

When her figure appeared in the town market, the people hurriedly put down their business and knelt down to welcome her.

The teacher closed her eyes. She had long lost interest in such scenes. She sighed softly, "How boring."

(End of this chapter)