The ultimate master in the city

Zhou Fengchen cried out inwardly in alarm. He had been so focused on escaping that he had forgotten there were two ruthless guys outside!

He picked up a pile of dry grass from the side and used it to block the window to prevent the "corpse" from coming out. He glanced at the dark grass and woods all around, drew his ancient Qing Dynasty sword, and swiftly climbed onto the roof.

The rooftop was covered with a bunch of winding water pipes and tall water tanks. At a glance, it was completely empty, without a single person in sight. The city lights in the distance were very faint here, and occasionally a car would pass by on the highway not far away, disappearing in a flash.

He instinctively shouted around a few times, "Boss lady! Monk Yuanzhi!"

No one responded, but a dense chorus of "Ah-oh" sounds came from the skylight.

"Oh my god!" he cursed, then called out to Chu Xiaoling and her son, but no one responded. He wondered where the two ghostly mother and son had gone.

He suddenly realized that perhaps Miss Chen and the old man had returned to the house with Monk Yuanzhi and the others. It wasn't impossible!

Peeking down through the skylight, he saw that the lights were still on inside. A bunch of "corpse coffins" sensed his presence and jumped up like fleas, eager to escape if not for the height. Looking around through the gaps in the "corpse coffins," he saw that the ground was covered with corpses, and there wasn't a single person standing.

Miss Chen and that old man are not the type to play hide-and-seek!

"Where the hell did everyone go?" He was a little panicked. He jumped off the house and ran towards the gas station, but the gas station was still empty. It was so close by, the people going to work were probably eaten by the "corpse beast" and then possessed by it and went to the bar.

He thought for a moment, decided to ignore everything else for now, studied the fuel dispenser for a while, ran to the supermarket to get a few fuel cans, grabbed a lighter, filled the cans with fuel, then ran to the bar entrance, poured the gasoline inside, and after pouring it all over the place, lit it with the lighter.

The entire bar burst into flames instantly, accompanied by eerie cries of "corpse coffins," the cracking of wooden furniture, and a strong, acrid smell.

He was afraid that Monk Yuanzhi and the proprietress were inside, so he went closer to listen carefully. Fortunately, there were no voices. Seeing that the smoke was getting thicker and thicker, he quickly left.

When they arrived at the gas station again, he thought for a moment, slapped his forehead, formed a hand seal, and his body instantly split in two, with one figure heading east and the other west.

After searching for a long time, I suddenly saw a dark aura rising from a stream to the east. I quickly ran over, turned into a grove of trees, and was stunned by what I saw.

The Third Miss Chen had grown to the size of a bungalow, with a huge head and flowing black hair. Below her head were a bunch of huge skeletal legs and skeletal hands, making her look like a giant spider at first glance. No wonder Monk Yuanzhi shouted that there was a spider.

Opposite her was Chu Xiaoling, but at this moment she had also shrunk to the size of a bungalow, her face was deathly pale, her eyes were bloodshot, her fingernails were unusually sharp, and her body exuded a terrifying aura.

This was the first time Zhou Fengchen had ever seen Chu Xiaoling like this.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the ghost child Xiao Bao resorted to his old tricks again, growing to the size of a house and leading a bunch of little ghost children to surround the old man.

The old man remained calm and composed, holding a peach wood sword in his left hand and a demon-revealing mirror in his right, while muttering incantations.

"Old Chu, Xiao Bao are amazing!" Zhou Fengchen shouted, and another body quickly rushed over, instantly merging into one.

In an instant, Chen San Guniang, the old man, Chu Xiaoling, and Xiao Bao all turned to look.

Chu Xiaoling's face lit up with joy. Pointing to the other side, she said, "The monk and that woman are hanging themselves in the woods! Go save them! Xiao Bao and I can hold on a little longer."

Another hanging? This thing can't always escape unscathed!

Zhou Fengchen's heart skipped a beat, and he turned and ran into the woods. He hadn't run far when he saw two people hanging from the branches of two old trees. Who else could it be but Monk Yuanzhi and the landlady?

However, neither of them was in mortal danger. Perhaps because Chen San and the old man were surrounded by Chu Xiaoling and her son, and time was too short, the hanging was done very simply. The two of them were clinging to the tree with their legs, gripping the rope tightly and panting heavily. They wanted to untie the rope, but they couldn't muster the strength. If they didn't untie it, their legs would be strained, and they would still be hanged to death in a while.

Zhou Fengchen quickly jumped up and swung his knife to cut the ropes around their necks.

The two fell to the ground, untied their ropes, and coughed violently. Monk Yuanzhi cursed, "Cough cough cough... Damn it, that... Miss Chen is terrifying! The landlady and I had just jumped out of the window... and she grabbed us like insects! If Old Chu and Xiao Bao hadn't arrived just in time, we would be dead by now!"

The proprietress was quite resilient; she patted her chest and cursed, "You damn monster! If I had a kitchen knife, I would have stabbed her a few times!"

"Give me a break!" Zhou Fengchen chuckled wryly, about to step forward to help them up, when Xiao Bao's scream came from outside the woods. He quickly said, "I'll go out first!"

With that, they flashed out of the woods.

At this moment, Xiao Bao was being chased and beaten by the old man wielding a peach wood sword.

When it comes to Taoist exorcism techniques and magical artifacts, that old man is better than Zhou Fengchen. Back then, Zhou Fengchen fought Xiao Bao for a long time.

Sometimes, one thing can subdue another, and it's not something that can be measured by methods alone to determine who is stronger or weaker.

On the other side, Chu Xiaoling and Chen San Guniang were also fighting and brawling, but it was clear that Chu Xiaoling was no match for Chen San Guniang. If this continued, she would surely be destroyed.

puff!

Caught off guard, Chen San's head was cleanly and neatly chopped off. But just like last time, the head was still alive. With its long hair disheveled, it screamed and bounced like a ball, disappearing in the blink of an eye. The huge skeleton body collapsed to the ground, raising a cloud of mud and water.

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The old man on the other side was taken aback and turned to run away.

Zhou Fengchen gritted his teeth, raised the ancient sword, and threw it.

puff!

It hit him right in the back, but Zhou Fengchen felt something was wrong. He ran up to him and exclaimed, "Damn!" There was a paper figure on the ground, pinned to the ground by the knife. There was no sign of the old man.

This thing is called the Substitute Puppet Technique. It is said to have disappeared at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and only a very small number of evil people know a little about it.

At this moment, Monk Yuanzhi, the proprietress, and Chu Xiaoling and her son all walked over. Monk Yuanzhi asked in surprise, "What's the deal with this piece of paper? Where is everyone?"

"He got away!" Zhou Fengchen picked up the piece of paper and sneered. "That old man is probably just a charlatan. This substitute puppet technique can save his life, but that's all he can do. It'll be easy for me to find him with this thing."

At this point, he pointed at Chu Xiaoling and her son, and said to the proprietress, "Let...my friend take you back. Boss Yuanzhi, let's raid their hideout. We have to finish this today, no matter what. Otherwise, if we keep getting tricked like this, something bad will happen sooner or later."

Monk Yuanzhi nodded, thought for a moment, and then instructed the landlady, "This has caused a huge commotion today. So many corpses have come here; the whole city could be in chaos. When you get back, you must keep this to yourself and not tell anyone!"

Zhou Fengchen thought Monk Yuanzhi's words made a lot of sense, and said, "That's right! We must not talk about this carelessly, otherwise we'll be in real trouble this time."

The proprietress nodded. "I understand!"

……

The proprietress was then sent back by Chu Xiaoling and her son, while Zhou Fengchen, along with Monk Yuanzhi, used paper puppets to track down the old man.

Braving the drizzle, they ran into the city and wandered around for half the night, finally stopping at a private villa in the suburbs around two or three in the morning.

"This is it." Zhou Fengchen threw away the puppet paper and quietly approached with Monk Yuanzhi.

Just as they arrived at the villa, a crying sound suddenly came from inside—the crying of an old man!

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