Terrifying Heavens: I Slay Demons by Painting Faces

Chapter 77. Benefits offered to me, but I refused!

With a hint of curiosity, Chen Hengyi walked out the door.

As soon as he opened the door, the person in front of him snorted and said with an annoyed look, "So you're home! I've been knocking on the door for days, why didn't you answer?"

Chen Hengyi ignored the other person's complaints and simply said, "Speak, what is it?"

The man chuckled twice: "Of course it's great news! The village committee is calling you to collect the money, and you're not going?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Hengyi felt it was outrageous. This was inexplicable; why would they give him money?

Furthermore, his relationship with the village was actually not good; in fact, he even harbored some resentment towards them...

So he asked, "Why is the village giving me money? It can't be that someone has become rich and wants to do some charity."

"Hmph, I've already notified you to collect your money, so why all this nonsense?" After saying this, the man snorted coldly and turned to leave.

The person walked very fast, which puzzled Chen Hengyi. What exactly did the other party want to do?

As for going to the village committee to collect the money, Chen Hengyi took out his phone to check, but he didn't even want to say how many digits the balance was.

He didn't need that little bit of money at all. And now he no longer cared about it.

Anyway, he didn't want to think about anything other than cultivation. He just wanted to avoid being bothered by the things that happened before and those disgusting people.

Back in his room, Chen Hengyi took out the Yin-Yang Jade to study it. At this time, the Yin-Yang Jade already contained more than a dozen drops of spiritual liquid.

These were all stored in the previous world. Since there is no spiritual energy in this real world, it's the same for him to cultivate by consuming spiritual liquid.

He stared at the Yin-Yang Jade, and suddenly his gaze sharpened.

"Huh? This actually works?"

Chen Hengyi actually saw that inside the Yin-Yang Jade, a drop of spiritual liquid was forming at an extremely slow speed, like a tortoise crawling.

He estimated that the speed was about one-twentieth of what it used to be, which was still a very long time.

In other words, it takes 20 days to condense a new drop of spiritual liquid... which is still a bit of a waste.

This Yin-Yang Jade absorbs Yin and Yang energies to condense spiritual liquid, and does not require the participation of spiritual energy. So why does it become so slow in the real world? He couldn't figure it out.

"As long as I can cultivate, that's good. It won't be like I'm unable to do anything when I come back in the future."

Even the smallest mosquito leg is still meat. He took out a drop of the spiritual liquid and put it in his mouth. Instantly, that familiar feeling filled his body again, and the playful fire slowly began to boil.

With nothing else to do, he decided to use up the spiritual liquid before doing anything else.

However, not long after, a loud knocking sounded at the door again, interrupting Chen Hengyi's meditation.

He felt somewhat dissatisfied, his brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze fell on the gate, where he saw a burly old man carrying a bag, followed by two men.

The old man was the village chief, and the two men behind him were his sons.

"Strange, what are these damned family doing here out of the blue?"

Chen Hengyi didn't want to cause trouble, but the other party insisted on interfering with his cultivation.

Moreover, he had just returned home when two groups of people came to his doorstep to bother him within a single day, which was both strange and annoying.

As soon as Chen Hengyi opened the door, the village chief greeted him with a smile, "Hengyi, when did you get back? Why didn't you come to chat with your sixth uncle?"

The village where Chen Hengyi lived was named Chenjiagou because everyone in the village had the surname Chen.

These people in the village are all related to him in some way, but Chen Hengyi doesn't want to deal with these relationships. He doesn't even greet them when he walks on the street, and they are more distant than strangers. So why did they come to his door to see him?

He glanced at the group expressionlessly and said, "Sixth Uncle, what's the matter?"

Without any hesitation, the village chief handed over the bag and said, "Hengyi, the village has rented out some land. Although you are the only one left in your family, you are still a young man in the village, and your sixth uncle will definitely not forget you. Just sign your name and take this money to spend."

Chen Hengyi took the bag, opened it, and found that there wasn't much money inside, only about 20,000 or 30,000 yuan.

The bag was a bit bulging because it was stuffed with some apples to make it look bigger.

But at this moment, Chen Hengyi felt something was wrong. He knew the character of these people in the village.

When Chen Hengyi's parents were in a car accident and he was left all alone, the attitude of the uncles and elders in the village suddenly changed. Before the seventh day after their death was over, some of them came to his door overnight to discuss the issue of his family's land.

Not only that, his family also owned several other old houses in other parts of the village, which were all bought by those people through various means, both overt and covert, coercion and enticement.

At that time, Chen Hengyi had encountered such a huge change that he simply did not have the energy to deal with these sordid things. Moreover, he had never experienced these things before and was no match for these people. In the end, only this house, which was far away from the village, remained.

But that's about it.

They claim to be his uncles or aunts, but these people would never give him any benefits. Yet now they're offering him money and even smilingly asking him to sign something.

Chen Hengyi snorted coldly and said, "Chen Zhifu, I call you Sixth Uncle out of politeness, but whatever you're up to, don't drag me into it. I won't sign this document, take your money back, and get as far away from me as possible."

Upon hearing this, the village chief's two sons behind him immediately changed their expressions. One of them roared, "Chen Hengyi, you jinx! How dare you speak to my father like that? Are you looking for death?"

"Damn it, I politely offered you money, and you're not happy about it?"

"He really is a bastard!"

As they were speaking, the village chief's two sons rushed forward, extending their strong, powerful hands to pounce on Chen Hengyi.

It seemed they were going to teach Chen Hengyi a lesson, but the next moment, just as they were about to touch him, Chen Hengyi stepped back, and the two of them lost their balance and fell to the ground.

I ate something that looked like a dog biting into the mud.

Seeing his two sons being taken advantage of, the village chief's smile vanished instantly. He burst into a tirade: "You damn jinx! Your family is so high and mighty! Your dead father went to school for two years and pretended to be an intellectual, but he refused to cooperate with the village while he was alive. And that old bastard opera singer, he really thinks he's something special—"

The village chief's insults were disgusting, but seeing Chen Hengyi's increasingly cold expression, he became smug.

"What? Did I say something wrong? It's just your old opera singer grandfather. I don't know if he sang ghost operas when he was young, maybe he brought bad luck to your family. Otherwise, why did your parents die so tragically? Now you won't even sign a document? Let me tell you, you have to sign it today, whether you like it or not."

At this moment, the village chief's two henchmen had already gotten up. While the village chief was still rambling on, the two men, their faces contorted with malice, pounced on Chen Hengyi once more.

Chen Hengyi originally had no intention of causing trouble in the real world. He just wanted to recuperate, cultivate, and then continue to travel to other worlds to explore.

He originally thought that since they were on different levels, he shouldn't bother with those things, since they were just petty gains.

But at this moment, his dear sixth uncle's words woke him from his dream, making him realize that he couldn't let go at all!

"Yeah, I've never been a magnanimous person to begin with, and I actually let you guys go, I deserve to die!!"