The ultimate master in the city

"Master Taoist, save me!"

The aged voice echoed through the small mountain village.

Having revealed his true form, Master Mo Wei jumped to his feet, looked towards the door, and grumbled, "You old dog! So you really did hire someone to subdue me. I'll eat you up right now!"

"Mo Wei! What are you doing?" Xiuying seemed unafraid of Mo Wei at all, and hugged him tightly.

In fact, Zhou Fengchen had already sensed Mo Wei's return to the village. He was crouching on the roof when he heard the signal from Old Lady Li. He ran to the glass window in the inner room, kicked the glass, and rushed inside. He grabbed a leather bag that had been sewn up by someone, slung it over his shoulder, drew a knife, ran to the outer room, grinned, and said, "You beast! Your death is near!"

Grandma Li and Xiuying were both taken aback when Zhou Fengchen ran out from the inner room. Mo Wei's expression changed drastically, and he no longer cared about Grandma Li and Xiuying, turning around and running outside.

"Mo Wei!" Xiuying shouted and followed him out the door.

"Where do you think you're going, you beast?" Zhou Fengchen gave chase, but was stopped by Old Madam Li just as he reached the door. "Daoist Master, what should we do? You must save my daughter!"

"Don't worry, Auntie!" Zhou Fengchen patted her hand to comfort her, then stepped out the door.

Outside, the scene was completely different. It wasn't too late yet, and the villagers had all been called out by Old Lady Li's shout. Men, women, and children stood scattered about, holding their rice bowls and smoking, unaware of what had happened. They were startled when they saw Mo Wei's appearance and ran to both ends of the village.

At this moment, Mo Wei was held back by Xiu Ying, who clung to his legs and begged him. Mo Wei seemed reluctant to be rough with Xiu Ying and couldn't break free immediately, so he turned to look at Zhou Fengchen, his eyes revealing a hint of cowardice and pleading.

Zhou Fengchen didn't quite understand his emotions and approached step by step, knife in hand.

The wind and snow, the mountain village, the onlookers, and Mo Wei and Xiu Ying embracing each other all seemed to stand still at this moment. Only Zhou Fengchen walked on the snow, his footsteps crunching, until the ancient Qing Dynasty sword in his hand flashed with light.

Mo Wei instinctively stepped back, but Xiu Ying suddenly went berserk, standing up and spreading her arms to block Mo Wei, screaming at Zhou Fengchen with heart-wrenching cries: "Who are you! What do you want? Get away!"

Zhou Fengchen raised his sword towards Daoist Mo Wei, but scolded Xiuying, "You stupid woman, you're associating with demons! Won't you wake up? Get out of here!"

Xiuying gasped for breath, "No! If you dare touch him, I'll fight you to the death! I've already lost one husband, I can't let another die. Even if he's a demon, I'll accept it!"

Mo Wei suddenly pulled her away and knelt down in front of Zhou Fengchen. "Daoist Master, your magic power is too great for me. I have loved Taoist magic since I was a child and admire Taoist magic. So I often pretend to be a Taoist. Please, Daoist Master, take pity on me and show mercy. I will definitely turn over a new leaf and live a good life with Xiuying from now on."

Upon hearing this, Xiuying burst into tears.

The villagers watching from both sides then realized what had happened. Perhaps because they were familiar with Mo Wei, they were not afraid and began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"So Mo Wei really is a monster! No wonder he turned into such a terrifying creature!"

"That young man is actually a Taoist priest with high magical powers! I really didn't realize!"

"It feels so unreal!"

"There are all sorts of things in this world!"

"Oh my!" The young man with messy hair, hiding in the crowd, widened his eyes and pointed at Zhou Fengchen. "This Taoist priest is my friend. I chatted with him for ages today, really!"

"Get out of my way!"

Shh! Don't talk!

……

Looking at the pitiful Mo Wei and Xiu Ying, Zhou Fengchen also felt strange. How could a human and a demon end up like this? He subconsciously asked, "You two..."

Mo Wei knelt on the ground, took a deep breath, and explained, "Twenty-one years ago, I was critically injured and on the verge of death. It was Xiuying who saved my life. I want to repay her with my entire life!"

Xiuying knelt down with him and cried loudly.

"It's touching!" Zhou Fengchen shook his head. "But... it's too late! We can't explain the sacrifice to the Swamp Forbidden Woman, we can't explain the deaths of the dozen or so people in the Zhang family, we can't explain the death of Xiuying's ex-husband, and we can't explain the near-fatal death of that elementary school teacher last night. You wicked beast, your crimes are heinous and unforgivable!"

Xiuying was taken aback when she heard about "the death of her ex-husband".

Mo Wei's expression changed drastically. He gritted his teeth and said, "Daoist Master! I had no choice but to do all this because of the King..."

At this point, he suddenly stood up, enveloped in a scorching flame, and darted away in a flash, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye, leaving a deep trail in the snow.

"Escape?" Zhou Fengchen sneered, forming a hand seal with one hand, "Go!"

They disappeared in a flash.

Xiuying knelt on the ground in a daze, while not far away, Old Mrs. Li leaned against the door and sighed softly: What a tragedy!

The villagers on both sides looked here and then looked into the distance. Someone shouted, "Let's go after them and see!"

However, once they left the village, there was no sign of Mo Wei and Zhou Fengchen.

……

Mo Weidao ran very fast, even making a whooshing sound as he ran, while Zhou Fengchen chased after him closely, holding his knife and ready to kill him with one blow.

They chased each other for over an hour, not knowing where they were ahead, but vaguely seeing a small hill with a pile of broken stones at its foot.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Master Mo Wei suddenly stopped beside a pile of broken stones, sat down on the spot, and his appearance changed again.

He stuck out a long tongue, the length of which was immeasurable, and instantly wrapped it around his body again and again, making it look like a person being coiled up by a python.

His neck stretched out again, circling back and forth over the "tongue pile" like an ostrich. Above it was a bald head with a pimple face and sparse hair, staring with eyes as big as copper bells, and laughing strangely with his tongue sticking out: "You stinking Taoist! You really think I'm afraid of you?"

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As he spoke, a ball of flame suddenly burst forth from his entire body.

Zhou Fengchen stopped, rubbed his eyes, and exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap! Mo Wei, Mo?, you're Mo?!"

The Book of Strange Things records that there is a monster in the wilderness that looks like a human, wears tattered clothes, and has hands like tiger claws. It is called the Mo. It waits for people to walk alone and then eats their brains. Sometimes its tongue can stick out more than ten feet from the ground and it can burn large stones and throw them at people.

I thought it was just something from fantasy novels, but I actually encountered one. This thing is a rare find!

"Haha, that's right!" Mo Wei laughed smugly, his long neck swaying. "I am Mo Wei, what, scared?"

"Afraid?"

Zhou Fengchen sneered, "You think my talismans are so easy to take?"

Mo Wei's expression changed, and in an instant, his long tongue wrapped around a pile of scorching hot stones as he threw them.

Zhou Fengchen dodged, and the snow around him was immediately smashed into holes by the large rocks, the cold snow melting with a "sizzling" sound as it was baked by the heat.

Seeing that Mo Wei was about to hurl stones at him again, Zhou Fengchen took a deep breath, formed a hand seal, and chanted, "Celestial Master subdues demons, swears to stop them, destroys their form and shatters their soul, so be it!"

"ah--"

Mo Wei had just picked up the stone when his expression suddenly changed, and he screamed in agony.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhou Fengchen gripped his sword and charged forward, leaping into the air, shouting, "Demon-Slaying Blade! Die!"

puff!

The bald head and neck were split in two, with red and white splattered everywhere.

Zhou Fengchen jumped down from the "tongue pile," took a few steps back, and saw that Mo Wei's tongue instantly retracted, and his neck shortened, turning him into a strange, twisted corpse that looked almost like an alien.

"Amitabha!" Zhou Fengchen chanted a Daoist title, swung his sword and cleaved the corpse into several pieces, then found a pit and buried it.

After finishing, I recited the "Sutra of Rebirth in the Pure Land" for a while, as a sign of respect for this thing.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier. He looked around and saw trees that were indistinct and hills that stretched out one after another. He had no idea where he was.

The next step was to find the corpse-driver A-Kui, but my sense of direction was terrible here, and I couldn't tell which way was north, south, east, or west. So I had to resort to the old, clumsy method and go back the way I came.

Upon arriving at the small mountain village, it had already quieted down, with only a few houses still having their lights on.

He stared at Old Lady Li's house, shook his head with a sigh, turned around and went back to Fufeng Village. When he arrived at the village, he followed the instructions of the Zhang family head and went to Hongxu Village, which was twenty miles to the west.

By the time he found the place, it was already three or four in the morning. He started counting from the east end of the village and counted until he reached the seventh house.

This must be the home of the corpse-driver A-Kui. I crept over quietly and peeked inside. There was even a kerosene lamp still lit.

The room was small, containing only a table, a bed, a broken pot, a set of corpse-driving clothes, a large wooden box, and a kerosene lamp; nothing else.

Strangely enough... there's no one in the house right now!

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