Terrifying Heavens: I Slay Demons by Painting Faces

Master A-Long's hand holding the remote control stiffened slightly, his eyes fixed on the screen where Wang Chongguang was speaking eloquently and with great enthusiasm.

This politician, who was nearly blacklisted and silenced for many years due to his political stance, has now become a vanguard in rectifying social morality.

Chen Hengyi himself was somewhat surprised. His ten million NT dollars in start-up capital would at most cause a ripple, and getting a scholar like Professor Lin to lead some publicity was already the limit.

To bring a disgraced politician back into power in a high-profile manner and immediately have him speak out on multiple mainstream media platforms? This would require far more energy and resources than he anticipated.

"Someone gave you a push from behind..." Chen Hengyi frowned slightly.

"But no matter what, whether they want money or exposure... I'm going to give them another push!"

The current situation is what he wants to see; his goal is to reduce the number of demon children.

I just received over 300 million NT dollars yesterday, and it seems like I can invest it directly now.

At the same time, a way to deal with the demon boy suddenly came to his mind.

Thinking of this, Chen Hengyi asked directly, "Master Along, do you know any opera troupes around here that can perform ghost plays?"

Master Ah Long frowned slightly; he didn't quite understand the connection between the demon boy and singing ghost plays.

Chen Hengyi then explained: "Yinxi can eliminate the resentment and obsession of vengeful ghosts, or negotiate with them, seek justice, and so on."

Perhaps this process can be used on the Demon Child, or to dissolve the resentment of those who haven't yet transformed into Demon Children. If the Demon Children don't respond to this, I can lure them over by performing a sinister act and then kill them all!

When Chen Hengyi uttered the last four words, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

If words don't work, then let's use force!

Master Along was silent for a moment, then paused and said, "Opera performances are rare here now. However, I heard that a few years ago there was a troupe that performed for ghosts, but I haven't heard from them lately. I can try to find them for you, but you'd better not get your hopes up too high."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hengyi's face lit up with joy: "No matter what their current situation is, as long as we find them, that's all that matters."

Chen Hengyi promised that as long as they came, they could get a large sum of money.

"How much can you give?"

"It's money that can guarantee a worry-free life for their next three generations."

After saying this, Chen Hengyi said no more. He stood up and pointed to the television: "I have some things to attend to here, and I hope Master A Long will take good care of them. All of this is to reduce the risks for Jun Kai when he faces the Demon God."

Upon hearing this, Master Along nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I will find them even if it costs me my life."

"I'll be going now," Chen Hengyi said, taking out his phone as he walked outside.

He was still rapidly operating something with his hands.

Not long after, a phone call came in. He answered, and Professor Lin's excited voice came through: "Mr. Chen, I... I suddenly received a transfer of three hundred million..."

Professor Lin's voice was incredibly excited, and Chen Hengyi could sense his emotions even from his side.

They all seemed incredibly grateful.

Chen Hengyi said calmly, "I've seen a lot of activity going on recently, and you've probably contributed a lot. This is the follow-up funding, and I hope you can do a good job."

He made a promise, and Professor Lin on the other end of the phone immediately reassured him.

After listening to Professor Lin's various assurances, Chen Hengyi snorted coldly, his tone carrying a warning: "I hope you people don't take others for fools. Whatever your purpose is, from now on, there will be no abandoned babies, no abortions. I want every baby to grow up healthy—if no one can raise them, then fucking build an orphanage... Anyway, you should understand what I mean."

"Also, if you have time, bring your guys to see me. We need to discuss something in person."

Chen Hengyi hung up the phone immediately after speaking, regardless of what the other party thought. Only in this way could the creation of the "Demon Child" be completely prevented.

He glanced down at his hand; he didn't have many Taiwanese dollars left, but he wasn't worried at all.

There are still many banks and institutions in Taiwan that he hasn't visited, and these are all treasure troves that are within easy reach for him.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

With Chen Hengyi's support, an extremely fervent "anti-abortion, anti-abortion" movement swept across Taiwan, with discussions about the issue taking place in almost every corner, and this trend even spread to surrounding areas.

Almost every politician talks about this.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Chen Hengyi felt somewhat relieved.

At this moment, he took out his wallet and saw that the golden toad had gathered dozens of strands of wealth energy, and there was not much wealth energy left to condense the falling treasure coins.

The amount of ghost money has also increased slightly, but it's unclear where it came from; perhaps the little golden toad casually gave it to some ghost who was ransacking the house.

Besides, all his valuables, such as wallets, had been cleared out and handed over to Professor Lin and his group, who exchanged them all for working funds.

There will definitely be some people who line their own pockets, but he spent some time with Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes in the previous world and knows a few tricks.

Just yesterday, Chen Hengyi convened a small meeting.

For each core member he came into contact with, he collected seemingly unimportant things such as hair, blood, and birth charts.

Chen Hengyi didn't care about petty corruption and making a little extra money; what he cared about was people taking money and not doing their jobs.

He first put his wallet away.

Just then, Master Along suddenly sent word that the opera troupe mentioned earlier had been found and had arrived at Fude Palace.

Upon hearing this, Chen Hengyi rushed over.

When Chen Hengyi arrived at Fude Palace, he could see several people in faded clothes sitting on the stone steps at the entrance of the main hall from afar.

The leader was an old man with a hunched back, stroking a cracked jujube wood clapper in his hand. His sideburns were completely white, and his deep-set eyes revealed a stubborn and indomitable spirit.

A few younger men standing nearby had mud on their costumes and rolled-up trouser legs, as if they had just come from the fields.

Master A-Long came forward and gestured to the group, "This is the Li family troupe that performs ghost plays. Master Li has brought his disciples."

As Chen Hengyi walked over, the old man suddenly banged his clapper. Several young men immediately straightened up and looked at him with a mixture of anticipation and curiosity.

Judging from their appearance, Chen Hengyi thought they hadn't opened for business in a long time. If they weren't open for business, they would just stay home and farm.

Master Li raised his calloused hand, his knuckles thick and black dirt embedded in his fingernails: "I heard you're looking for someone to perform 'yin opera'? Our Li family troupe has been performing 'yin opera' for three generations. Our rules are more important than life itself—the money must be sufficient, but we will never perform for villains or evil people."

Chen Hengyi squatted down, his gaze falling on the old man's chipped opera box at his feet. Half of a water sleeve embroidered with lotus blossoms peeked out from the crack in the lid: "I came to you this time because I wanted you to sing for the children in the mountains."

"Children from the mountains?" Master Li frowned. "Those...demon children?"

"Yes." Chen Hengyi said frankly, "They were originally innocent infants with obsessive thoughts, but after being abandoned, they became spirits. I want you to sing 'Mulian Saves His Mother' to dispel their resentment. We can convert as many as we can."

"If we can't convert them..." Chen Hengyi narrowed his phoenix eyes and smiled, "Then we'll lure them here, and I'll deal with them."

Master Li was silent for a moment, then suddenly picked up his clapper and struck it three times on the stone steps. His voice was deep yet powerful: "Singing ghost plays emphasizes the separation of humans and ghosts, and the connection between the two realms. Demons are manifestations of obsessions, and their resentment is very strong. If you're not careful, you'll be haunted..."

"I will give a lot of money."