A master of comedy!

Chapter 142 City Lord
Upon hearing Yao Taifeng's reply, Zhou Sheng was taken aback.

Wasn't this spider demon the reinforcements she had summoned?
Just then, a bloodthirsty killing intent flashed in the eyes of the general, who was tightly bound by thousands of spider webs. An even more astonishing demonic aura erupted, shattering the tough spider silk.

However, the spider demon behind the scenes seemed to have anticipated this, and did not expect to defeat the general with these spider silks, but was instead stalling for time.

Several new spider silks wrapped around Zhou Sheng's waist, and he and Yao Taifeng were pulled away.

"Want to go?"

The general suddenly threw the Dragon-Swallowing Blade, and the blade transformed into a black tiger with wings growing from its two sides, roaring as it bit at the spider demon outside.

In an instant, a demonic wind howled, creating an atmosphere of darkness and gloom.

Boom!

Suddenly, the ground shook violently outside, as if two giant beasts were locked in a fierce battle, and the spider silk was snapped off in unison, like autumn leaves being swept away by the wind.

Zhou Sheng and Yao Tai Feng landed on the ground, only ten zhang away from the general.

The overwhelming aura and killing intent made his eyelids twitch.

"Singing eerie operas, spider demons..."

"Tell me! Who is your master?"

The general's eyes narrowed little by little, as if he were gradually transforming from a human into a beast, the ferocity in his pupils sending chills down one's spine.

“My master’s voice is like jade.”

Seeing that the other party had already guessed it, Zhou Sheng no longer hid it and spoke frankly.

"It really is him..."

The general's voice became even lower and colder, with a hint of barely suppressed anger.

"He ruined my plans back then, and today I'll use his disciple's blood... to pay the price!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fierce battle outside came to an end.

The enormous spider demon had vanished without a trace, leaving behind pools of demon blood, indicating that it had escaped after being injured.

The winged tiger transformed back into the Dragon-Swallowing Blade and returned to the general's hand. The blade bore charred marks from the poison, and some of the blood-like patterns seemed to have broken off.

However, as the general poured in his magic power, it quickly returned to normal.

Zhou Sheng was about to teleport underground when a somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang out from outside.

"Slow down, slow down!"

"These old bones of mine are about to be broken by you, little girl..."

The general paused slightly, for he also recognized the old man's voice. His eyes flashed with surprise.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl wearing a tiger-head hat and a tiger-shaped dress dragging a figure along.

It was indeed dragging; the old man left a long trail on the ground, and his scholar's robe was almost worn through.

"Boss, boss!"

Upon seeing Zhou Sheng from afar, Xiao Hongxian's eyes lit up. She quickly waved and greeted him, becoming even more excited. Like a whirlwind, she dragged the old man to the front of the group.

She bared her teeth at the general without fear, like a tiger cub, with the tail sewn on the back of her tiger-shaped coat standing tall.

"Don't be afraid, boss! Heroine Red Thread is here to save you!"

With a low growl, she pounced on the general in tiger form, as if the word "fear" was completely foreign to her little head.

However, Zhou Sheng grabbed its tail.

"Xiuxiu is injured, you go and take care of her first."

Upon hearing that her best friend was injured, Hongxian leaped away to check on Xiuxiu's condition.

Yao Taifeng quickly helped the elderly man up and apologized.

"Old Tang, Hongxian was a bit too rough with her hands, please don't be angry..."

This was the reinforcement she had brought, but she hadn't expected that Hongxian would be so offensive in her haste, dragging Tang Weng all the way here.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, saving lives is the most important thing."

Old Tang was quite carefree. After getting up from the ground, he casually dusted off his clothes and looked at the general with his aged eyes.

"General, stop now. It's not too late to leave."

The general looked at the old man before him and noticed the indelible ink stains on his clothes. The fierceness in his eyes lessened considerably.

"Elder Tang, please do not interfere in this matter." The usually domineering general used words with a hint of respect.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhou Sheng's eyes.

Old Tang brushed aside the stray white hairs on his forehead, gazed at the general, and said, "You are a general, not a bandit."

"The city lord promoted you to protect the city and its people, and to maintain order, not to oppress the people and kill indiscriminately!"

Old Man Tang strode forward, and Zhou Sheng tried to stop him but was blocked by his hand.

The aged figure, however, walked slowly and steadily to the fierce and imposing general, calmly and firmly gazing into the red eyes beneath the mask.

"Over the years, you've gone further and further. Do you really think... the city lord doesn't mind at all?"

Upon hearing the words "city lord," the general's grip on his sword tightened slightly.

He knew all too well how special the old man in front of him was in the ghost town.

The city lord had an extraordinary relationship with him, personally helping him achieve immortality.

Before each period of seclusion, the city lord would specifically instruct him not to disturb Tang Xianzu's creative process.

"If a knife is too sharp, it will harm its master. The result is either to be reforged or... to get a new knife."

Although Tang was out of breath, he still spoke clearly and forcefully.

"General, which one do you choose?"

The general remained silent for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes and said, "I am here to apprehend thieves for the city lord. These two are suspected of breaking into the mansion and stealing, and they also violently arrested and killed my general. Both morally and logically, they must be taken back for interrogation!"

He paused, then the crimson light in his eyes flared up again.

"Please, Elder Tang, do not stop us!"

"Oh? Do you have any evidence?"

The general remained silent.

"Heh, that's just your own guess. But I've seen it with my own eyes: the streets are filled with the uneasy, weeping in fear. And many people have been torn apart by your so-called search, their families destroyed!"

Mr. Tang said indignantly, "But you're telling me that all of this is just speculation, without any evidence?"

"In that case, I beg the General to also suspect me and take me back for severe interrogation."

The general's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was suppressing a fierce glint.

"Old Tang, stop making trouble. The thief is highly skilled and capable, and Yao Tai Feng and Ru Yun Long from Ju Xian Lou are perfect candidates."

"hehe!"

Old Man Tang was so angry that he laughed and said, "Those two children are upright and honest, and are definitely not thieves. Although I am old, my eyes are not blind!"

Zhou Sheng and Yao Taifeng exchanged a glance, then silently looked away.

I suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"I think you think that the city lord's seclusion this time has been too long and he won't come out easily anytime soon, so you've been acting recklessly."

The fierce light in the general's eyes grew stronger, as if he had reached the limit of his patience.

"Old Tang..."

His voice suddenly turned cold, filled with murderous intent, and he said, "Be careful what you say."

"Okay, I won't say anything more."

Unexpectedly, Tang smiled faintly, then pulled out the bamboo hairpin with a brass patina from his hair bun and broke it off forcefully.

"Explain it to the city lord yourself."

With a crisp snap, the hairpin broke in two.

In an instant, the wind died down, and even the moonlight seemed to freeze, and the flow of time slowed down considerably.

The general's pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhou Sheng suddenly sensed a deep and terrifying aura, as if a monster from the abyss was slowly awakening and casting a horrifying gaze upon him.

This feeling was similar to that when facing the Yinshan Ghost King, or even stronger.

The next moment, a soft sigh was heard.

"Old Tang, was it worth it?"

(End of this chapter)