The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 14 Who Dares to Steal Business?

"Hmm?" The old Taoist priest, who had been calmly drinking his tea, suddenly widened his eyes like bull balls upon hearing the words "cut off his path to wealth." He put down his teacup and angrily asked, "What is the reason? Quickly tell your master everything!"

Zhang Dan quickly got up and went forward to stand next to the old Taoist priest with the ox-nose.

“Master, it’s like this. Today, I was casually looking out from outside the temple when I unintentionally saw that stupid couple from the Li family coming again with a string of silver coins. I thought I was going to run into the God of Wealth again, but when we were still a few steps away, the Li couple were excitedly called back by their dog who rushed over!”

"Bang!" A crisp cracking sound rang out, startling Zhang Dan.

"Get to the point!"

The old Taoist priest with the ox-nose roared angrily and smashed his teacup, clearly fed up with what he had heard.

Zhang Dan shrank his neck and quickly continued, "Later, I was puzzled and found out that as soon as the old Taoist came to Gujing Village, he offered his help and saved lives. He cured all the old, weak, sick and disabled people of their serious illnesses!"

"Damn it! No wonder there have been fewer of those nouveau riche who used to frequent our temple lately. It turns out it was this thieving old Taoist priest who was behind it!"

"That's right! Not only that, but that old thief, while pretending to be a bodhisattva to save lives, openly declared that he wouldn't charge any fees, clearly intending to oppose you, Master!"

Following the old Taoist priest's wishes, Zhang Dan called Feng Ling "the thief old Taoist."

He then added insult to injury, making the already furious old Taoist priest even more enraged!
"Outrageous! This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!"

Like a powder keg that had been set on fire by a spark, the old Taoist priest with the bull's nose was furious. He stood up abruptly, his bull's nose trembling and swaying!

"Let's go! Follow me to find that thieving old Taoist! Let's see who dares to steal our business!"

Put on a Taoist robe and a Taoist hat,
With a backhand motion, the old Taoist priest drew his demon-slaying sword and immediately set off aggressively towards the outside of the temple.

"Master, wait! I heard that the old thieving Taoist priest will be investigating that strange old well in the village tomorrow. Why don't we go there and wait for him tomorrow!"

Watching the old Taoist priest with the ox-nose nose about to disappear into the temple gate, Zhang Dan hurriedly shouted.

The old Taoist priest with the ox-nose was taken aback, thinking to himself, "I don't think I know where that thieving old Taoist lives!" Then, the old Taoist priest withdrew his left foot, which had already half stepped out of the threshold, and turned around to give Zhang Dan an approving look.

"Good! Zhang Dan, you did a great job this time! After I teach that old scoundrel a lesson tomorrow, I will formally pass on my Taoist arts to you!"

Zhang Dan's face froze for a moment.
This happiness... it all happened so suddenly!
He cried out in his heart: "After all the suffering comes happiness! After all the suffering comes happiness! Once I've mastered my skills, I'll never have to be bossed around by you again!"

"Thank you, Master!" He dared not be presumptuous and quickly thanked the old Taoist priest with a ox-nose.

The day passed quickly, and the village of Gujing was unusually noisy. Feng Ling could hear the clamor of conversations from a great distance.

"Have you heard? The beam that Old Lady replaced in the Wang family yesterday has mysteriously grown back today!"

"No way, is it even weirder than this long-legged poplar tree?"

"Compared to the neighboring villages, people in our village often get strange illnesses. Do you think there might be something unclean in our village?"

A group of villagers gathered around the poplar tree behind the Li family's house, asking questions in surprise. The Li family, the parties involved, looked even more displeased.

"When a poplar tree grows long legs and returns to a burrow, it must be hiding something evil!"

An aged voice rang out, and everyone turned around to see who it was. Their faces lit up with joy, and they all respectfully greeted her, "Grandma!"

The person who arrived was Feng Ling.

He put down the canvas sign that read "Hanging a pot to save the world," took a few steps forward, and bent down to pick up a handful of freshly turned soil.

"Make way, make way, the old immortal has arrived!"

Feng Ling frowned as he glanced at the poplar tree in front of him, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Just as he was about to reveal the answer, a haughty shout came, and three Taoist priests strode arrogantly out from the crowd that had consciously separated.

"That's that old charlatan... Old Master Xu?"

"What's he doing here, this guy who only cares about money and not people?"

"It seems they arrived this morning. Several of them were guarding the ancient well in the village, I wonder what they were up to."

Women in the crowd whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with disgust as they looked at the figures.
"Ahem! You women, what do you know?" The old Taoist priest with the ox-nose at the head of the group coughed awkwardly and glared at the women.

"It's only right to pay to avoid trouble. My master is just taking a little money for his hard work..." The two disciples echoed righteously and proudly.

Having grown accustomed to acting arrogantly, the others, fearing they would need to ask for favors after Feng Ling left, immediately kept quiet.

After a while, facing dozens of contemptuous and disdainful glances from the crowd,
The three arrogant people didn't blush at all, which shows how thick-skinned they were!
The old Taoist priest with the ox-nose stopped three meters away from Feng Ling.

As soon as he stopped, the two young Taoist priests behind him, at his signal, began to publicly threaten and berate him.

"Where did this thieving old Taoist come from?"

"Dare to challenge our authority and steal our business? If you know what's good for you, get out of here!"

“What are you looking at?

"You, the one by the poplar tree! If you don't leave, I'll break your old leg!"

These people are up to no good! Feng Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he could tell the cultivation levels of the group at a glance. The old Taoist priest with the bull-nose nose, known as "Old Xu the Half-Immortal," had a cultivation level of seven stages.

Both disciples were at the fifth level of cultivation, and their overall strength was barely acceptable.

Feng Ling thought to himself, with their cultivation levels, why did they have to come to a remote village like Gujing Village to swindle and cheat people?

There really is everyone!

"The younger generation is truly formidable!" an aged voice rang out. Feng Ling feigned a profound expression and smiled faintly at the old Taoist priest with the ox-nose nose. "Fellow Daoist, your technique of grafting flowers and trees is truly wondrous!"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Seeing the other person looking at the poplar tree with ill intent again, Xu Banxian's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted in shock and anger.

With a loud "Bang!", Feng Ling snorted and smashed the poplar tree to pieces with a single palm strike. An old hand swiftly reached into the debris and pulled out an ancient-style yellow talisman that was trying to escape.

"Ugh, so shameless..."

"He still dares to show up? He's shameless!"

"I'm afraid he'll die from greed sooner or later!"

Everyone was stunned, but then they understood.

Perhaps, seeing that the Li couple were quite well-off, Xu the fortune teller became greedy for money.

Therefore, they devised a scheme against the Li family!

"shut up!"

When Xu Banxian saw that everyone had come to their senses and was cursing him, he was so angry that his old face turned red: "You old scoundrel! Do you dare to fight me?"

Xu Banxian's old eyes were slightly red as he stared intently at Feng Ling, gritting his teeth as he added, "Whoever loses must call the other 'father' in front of everyone and swear never to set foot in Gujing Village again!"

A battle of wits?

Feng Ling raised an eyebrow slightly, a thought flashing through his mind.

Although he didn't care about these meaningless wins and losses, since the other party had pushed him to this point, and in front of so many people.

"Very well! This old man will have a match with you today." Under the expectant gazes of dozens of villagers, Feng Ling readily agreed.

"How do you want to fight?"

Feng Ling spoke calmly, secretly gathering his strength, preparing to defeat his enemy in one move!
In front of him, an eighth-level advanced ghost spirit master, that seventh-level old Taoist priest with a bull's nose was nothing but being crushed!
"Wait a minute! I heard you're investigating why the villagers got sick from drinking the well water. Let's have a competition tonight to see who can find out the strange thing about the ancient well first! What do you say?"

The old Taoist priest with the ox-nose couldn't discern Feng Ling's true strength, but he vaguely sensed that the other party was not easy to deal with! Therefore, he came up with a foolproof plan and blurted out a contest that was difficult to determine the winner.

After all, all we need to do is make up a story to fool these villagers who can't tell the truth. Who knows what the real condition of that well is!
With his own thoughts swirling in his mind, Xu Banxian suddenly felt emboldened, fantasizing about the scene where Feng Ling would obediently call him "Dad" and then get out of Gujing Village.

(End of this chapter)