The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 20 The crowd is excited

"Master!" Suddenly realizing something, Zhang Dan's voice choked and trembled, "Senior brother... is dead!"

Although he loathed that disciple, he didn't want to see his fellow disciple die a horrible death under the claws of the demon.

"Bastard!"

Another angry shout came from the well; it was from the old Taoist priest with the ox-nose who had come out a step later.

Xu Banxian's old face darkened as he glanced at the mangled, bloodied corpse.

He thought to himself, "What a pity that such an obedient servant has died! Where am I supposed to find one like him in the future?"

Thinking about it this way, Xu Banxian, that selfish and eccentric old Taoist, suddenly felt a surge of anger.

In addition, the newly repaired ear was also causing a tearing pain, which made the bull's nose twitch and throb.

"My disciple, you died a terrible death! Your master will avenge you!"

Yellow talismans burned and were offered up.

Xu Banxian suddenly exerted his strength and struck the water ghost that was emitting a mournful howl under the golden light.

"Ah!!" With the aid of the sacred flame, a large amount of black energy emerged from the blood-red figure, and a shrill scream echoed throughout the deep night sky, chilling everyone to the bone.

With a shrill scream, the yin energy seemed to intensify, startling both Feng Ling and Xu Banxian.

The vengeful ghost showed signs of breaking free from the golden light's restraints. If it escaped this time, who knows what trouble it might cause once it recovered from its injuries!
"Boom!" Just as he was thinking this, a loud explosion rang out, and the blood-red ghostly figure began to flee!

"Fellow Daoist, may I borrow your yellow talisman?"

Feng Ling shouted urgently, not caring whether Xu Banxian agreed or not, and picked up a yellow talisman from the ground. Using the thunder and fire of the Thunderclap Technique as a guide, he threw it at the water ghost.

Damn it, it's still a little too slow!

"boom!"

Just as Feng Ling was sighing inwardly, a sudden change occurred!
The yellow talisman was like a spark igniting a powder keg, causing flames to erupt all around, forming an insurmountable wall that burned the blood-red ghostly figure until it roared madly.

However, no matter how wildly the evil spirits raged, how they roared, and how they charged endlessly, they could not extinguish the surging, burning holy fire of lightning!

"Ah! My yellow talismans... all my possessions!" Watching the villagers frantically fling their hands, throwing out clusters of flames that suddenly burst into flames, Xu Banxian was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head. He turned and glared fiercely at Zhang Dan, who was bowing his head and trembling.

Feng Ling was also very surprised; he hadn't expected that the villagers hiding around also had yellow talismans on them.

To his surprise, the lightning talisman he threw out could actually trigger the other talismans!

In this way, by a twist of fate, Feng Ling used up all of Xu Banxian's dozens of old banknotes under the pretext of "borrowing one"!
A black token appeared!

A pulling force preemptively dragged the water ghost, which was almost burned to ashes, inside.

A level eight water ghost!

Xu Banxian, who had just failed, gritted his teeth and stared at the calm, withered old man with bloodshot eyes.

I was filled with such hatred!
Not only did he lose a disciple and dozens of yellow talismans, but he also ended up doing all the work for someone else, gaining nothing in return! It was truly a case of losing both his wife and his army!
Just as things were getting lively at the ancient well, a chilling, stiff laugh could be faintly heard from a gloomy house. A large pillar was also spinning eerily in the courtyard before slowly disappearing into the house!

"Damn it! You old thief, you burned all my belongings, you have to pay for it!"

Xu Banxian's old face was gloomy, his voice sharp, as he demanded compensation under the guise of offering it. "Oh, how do you want to compensate me?" Having gained a great advantage, Feng Ling was in a good mood, raising an eyebrow at the old Taoist priest with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Seeing his expression, Xu Banxian's heart skipped a beat, but he still gritted his teeth and uttered an exorbitant sum: "Give me twenty thousand taels of silver, and this matter will be over! Otherwise..."

"Pah! You heartless bastard, you're trying to make an outrageous demand!"

"Hmph! What a shameless bastard! Why don't you just rob him... Old lady, please don't give him a single penny!"

"That's right, even if you demolished his dilapidated Taoist temple, it wouldn't be worth that much!"

The villagers, still shaken, approached and, upon hearing such scoundrel's words, were immediately enraged and stood up for Feng Ling.

There was no way around it! Feng Ling was simply more popular with the people than the old Taoist priest! The fact that he "didn't charge any fees" alone deeply moved the already impoverished villagers of Gujing Village!
Since he is so devoted to me, how can I not speak up for him?

"You bunch of troublemakers, shut your mouths! I haven't even asked you for the money for the talismans yet, and you're already blaming me!"

Xu Banxian's face flushed red as he roared angrily, his chilling gaze sweeping over everyone.

Xu Banxian was used to bullying the people, and whenever he showed his fierce face, the simple and kind villagers would tolerate him with great tolerance.

This time was no different; Xu Banxian thought the villagers would still swallow their anger.

Unexpectedly, it would have been better if he hadn't brought it up, because once he did, everyone immediately exploded!
"You old charlatan, you're truly shameless! How could you say such a thing!"

"Hmph! Who cares about your damn talisman? It'll burn holes in all the clothes I just bought!"

"That's right, we haven't even asked you for compensation for emotional distress! And you still want money from us?"

The villagers were enraged, and one by one they angrily showed the old Taoist priest the holes in their clothes.

Ren Xu, the "Master of Words," was "eloquent," but how could one person out-talk so many mouths? Before he could even open his mouth, he was drowned out by the crowd's insults. His old face turned red and burned, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Even Zhang Dan, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but turn his red face away.

Even Feng Ling was shocked. His wrinkled old eyes twitched violently as he looked at the old woman who was cursing the most. Suddenly, a terrifying word popped into his head: a shrewish countrywoman!
Feng Ling still remembers the scene from her previous life when she accidentally stumbled upon two village women hurling insults at each other while on a mission in the countryside.

They were even more impressive than the people of Gujing Village! Mainly because they were surrounded by a large, enthusiastic fan group cheering them on!
"Pay up!" Seeing that they had finished cursing, and that everyone was tired and their mouths were dry, they finally shouted out these two words in unison.

As for Master Xu's expression, words simply cannot describe it.

"asshole!"

The old Taoist priest with the ox-nose nose unleashed a burst of fire, shamelessly preparing to attack ordinary villagers! Everyone's hearts skipped a beat; in their earlier fervor of cursing, they had forgotten that this guy was a mid-level peak ghost spirit master!
Fortunately, Feng Ling was quick-witted and nimble-fingered.

With a single blow, he repelled Xu Banxian and then stepped in front of the terrified crowd!
"Fellow Daoist, are you unaware of the Ghost Spirit Master's covenant?" Feng Ling sneered in a deep voice, his tone chilling, and the special aura of an assassin emanated from his body.

Xu Banxian was so shocked that he deflated like a small flame extinguished by a flood.

"Hmph! With this old thief protecting you, I'll let you go today!"

Xu Banxian suppressed his shock and anger. He was certain that if he had dared to cross the line just now, he would have been killed by this terrifying old man!

"Phew!" The villagers all breathed a sigh of relief, but then couldn't help worrying that the old Taoist priest with the ox-nose would come looking for revenge after Feng Ling left.

"However, you old thief... you've lost our bet. This time, I discovered that thousand-year-old water ghost before you did!"

Having regained some ground, Xu Banxian looked smug, thinking to himself: As long as I drive this old geezer away, these villagers will still have to submit!
(End of this chapter)