Terrifying Heavens: I Slay Demons by Painting Faces

What can Uncle Nine do with this money?

Chen Hengyi really didn't know. Anyway, he had so much money he didn't know what to do with it, and he couldn't take it with him when he left, so he simply gave it to the other party.

He thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Jiu can spend the money however he wants, as long as he doesn't do it like Ren Fa and the others."

Uncle Nine was startled: "Is he giving me a hint? Is he afraid that my Dao heart will be corrupted by these worldly things!?"

Or is this Marshal Huaguang's intention?

Because of the previous incident of Huaguang bestowing the Dharma, Uncle Nine had already regarded Chen Hengyi as his spokesperson.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have helped Chen Hengyi capture those Ren family members, and then just killed them!

He would choose a gentler approach.

Uncle Nine nodded solemnly, his gaze unwavering: "I understand."

Chen Hengyi was taken aback; he knew what was going on.

"Huh? Um... Oh, good to know."

Chen Hengyi, who was packing his things, scratched his head but didn't think much of it.

Uncle Nine didn't say anything to persuade him to stay. He went forward to help tidy up and also quickly cleaned up the large pile of valuables on the ground.

Not long after, Chen Hengyi picked up his opera trunk again, pushed open the door, and walked out.

The Four-Eyed Taoist was drinking tea when he saw Chen Hengyi come out. He was taken aback at first: "Why are you walking so fast?"

Even before that, when Chen Hengyi saw Si Mu, he naturally thought of the royal zombies that the other party would encounter.

It was also mentioned that Chen Hengyi wanted to leave with the other party afterward.

Si Mu put down the teacup: "I've been busy all night, and I haven't finished this tea yet."

Chen Hengyi patted the stage prop box behind him and said seriously, "Daoist Master, the atmosphere has reached this point, let's go."

"Besides, if other people find out I'm here, I won't be able to leave!"

Si Mu agreed immediately, quickly finished his tea, then stood up abruptly and shouted, "Senior brother, I'm leaving now!"

Uncle Nine, who was sorting through the gold inside the room, didn't even look up: "Go on, go on! I won't see you off!"

Si Mu didn't take anything, because his client had left it on the other side of Renjia Town in a safe place after finishing his business last night.

.......

With most of the Ren family members dead, the town was leaderless and plunged into a brief period of chaos.

Some people coveted the Ren family's wealth, but when they searched the entire Ren family estate, they found that apart from some antiques and paintings, there was not a single copper coin left, let alone any gold or silver treasures!

No one knew why.

However, Uncle Nine on the other end picked up a gold brick with the Ren family's logo engraved on it.

"Oh? So Marshal Huaguang has collected all of the Ren family's wealth!"

After the Ren family members died, their property, except for some mortgaged items that had owners, was all ownerless.

Then naturally, it would be collected by Chen Hengyi's wallet.

However, he was unaware of the reasons behind it.

Uncle Nine didn't know the real reason either; he just assumed it was a test from Emperor Huaguang, asking him to do something with the money.

So he took the money and left the mortuary, leading people to bury the members of the Nanhua troupe and personally perform a ritual for their souls.

This greatly increased his reputation.

Uncle Jiu is now rich and famous, and with his Taoist identity, it's easy for the people of Renjia Town to believe in him.

Uncle Nine then planned to use the remaining money to acquire property and develop an armed force capable of protecting the people.

Because Uncle Nine had once heard Chen Hengyi say, "The Qing Dynasty is half-dead now, but that doesn't mean it will get better in the future. Taoist magic can fight against evil spirits, but only real swords and spears can protect oneself..."

Uncle Nine's gaze was unwavering: "This is a test given to me by our ancestor. I must unite everyone's strength as one to fight against the external enemy!"

Uncle Nine felt his resolve to follow the Dao had strengthened, but it was Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng who suffered, as they could no longer be as lazy as before.

Uncle Nine stood in the former Ren family courtyard, casting a spell on a paper crane before tossing it into the air!

The next second, the paper crane seemed to come to life, flapping its wings and flying into the distance.

The paper crane crossed mountains and rivers, eventually landing in the hands of a Taoist priest.

"Your senior brother is doing quite well now, he's even become the town mayor!" Si Mu said jokingly as he looked at the contents of the paper crane.

Chen Hengyi carried a theatrical box on his back and held a long spear in his hand, the blood groove on the spearhead stained with a trace of blood.

It had been half a month since they left Renjia Town, traveling through desolate mountains and wilderness, enduring wind and rain along the way.

During the trip, Simu visited several places, dropping off some customers at their homes and picking up new customers along the way.

They were all people who died far from home, and Chen Hengyi also learned something during this period.

For minor Taoist techniques and knowledge, Si Mu would teach them as soon as they were asked.

Chen Hengyi also accepted Uncle Nine's letter: "That's fine too..."

To be honest, it wasn't unexpected that Uncle Nine used money to pave the way. What was surprising was that Uncle Nine also got involved in something like distributing land... Chen Hengyi had only mentioned it casually before.

The paper crane was carefully folded and put away, and the person leading the way looked around.

"We'll cross Wild Fox Gully tonight, and we'll be home by tomorrow morning."

Wild Fox Gully!?

Upon hearing this, Chen Hengyi immediately thought of the fox spirit that the Four-Eyed Taoist encountered in the Uncle Zombie storyline.

"Are there many foxes in Wild Fox Gully?"

Four Eyes chuckled disdainfully: "It used to be. The leader was quite powerful. He ruled the place like a king and even built a temple, forcing passing merchants to offer incense."

"But a beast is a beast. This filthy temple was leveled by people sent from Longhu Mountain."

"Now there are only a few weak foxes left, which is good to prevent other random things from taking over the territory."

Chen Hengyi understood, but he did not let his guard down.

The two continued on their way, but before long, a thick fog suddenly rose from the forest.

Chen Hengyi frowned, but then saw a figure flash by in front of him.

Could it be a vixen?

Chen Hengyi looked at the Four-Eyed Taoist, but the other party seemed indifferent.

Gradually, the fog thickened.

Just then, a pretty figure appeared in the road ahead.

That must have been a woman from a very poor family, because she wasn't wearing many clothes, with large areas of skin exposed, and there were red marks on her body from being swept by tree branches.

The woman was groaning by the roadside, a trap caught in her foot, and blood was flowing freely.

Chen Hengyi stepped forward and whispered in the ear of the Four-Eyed Taoist, "Taoist Master, do you think this is a fox spirit?"

"Who would be a good person caught in a trap on the roadside in the middle of the night? And look how good-looking he is, with so little clothing. He must be either a vixen or a pervert."

"Besides, there's nobody living near Wild Fox Gully except me. How could a hunter possibly set traps there?"

Her eyes were fixed on him; this was a vixen!

Chen Hengyi could never bear to see others get hurt, so he stepped forward and said, "Oh dear, young lady, what happened to you?"

The woman's eyes were blurry with tears, and she looked pitiful. When she saw Chen Hengyi, she even stepped back, as if she was frightened.

"Who are you? Don't come any closer!"

Chen Hengyi stopped in his tracks, then pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at the girl.

He said expressionlessly, "Go to hell, you vixen!"

However, Chen Hengyi did not fire the gun; instead, the other person's eyes rolled back and he passed out.

"Huh?" Chen Hengyi looked at Si Mu speechlessly: "Not a vixen?"