The ultimate master in the city

At this point, Liu Zhenguo sighed, "Uncle Gua told me where to perform the sacrifice and what offerings were needed, and I followed his instructions exactly. However, even after thirteen sacrifices, he still said it wasn't enough. Recently, he started demanding living people, saying that the Red Lang girl needs human hearts to drink with. They are ghosts and gods, omnipotent, and we dare not disobey them. Now our whole family is suffering from insomnia and can't eat or sleep properly, and we don't know when this will end!"

Zhang Shisan frowned and asked, "Are you done?"

Liu Zhenguo nodded. "Are you done?"

"I'm never listening to stories again!" Zhang Shisan looked at Zhou Fengchen and the nun Kuzhu. "Too complicated, too boring, and who knows how much fluff is in them. Let's just get straight to the point, shall we?"

Ku Zhu chanted a Buddhist prayer, "How can you exorcise evil and save people without asking questions?"

Zhang Shisan said, "Now that we've asked you about the facts, what are your plans?"

Ku Zhu lowered his head. "Let me think about it!"

At this moment, Zhou Fengchen frowned and asked Liu Zhenguo, "The True Man Wang of Bazhong Mountain?"

Liu Zhenguo nodded, "Yes! That's what Uncle Gua said. I wonder what this Master Wang does."

Zhang Shisan said to Zhou Fengchen, "One of the Five Ghost Emperors, huh? What? Are you afraid of him? Don't be afraid, people of this level are usually very reasonable!"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head. "It's not that I'm afraid. I just remembered encountering a ghost a while ago. That ghost had encountered the mount of the True Man King of Bazhong Mountain, and one of his ghost messengers tricked me. But... what kind of ghost is the Scattering Flower Ghost King? What are they up to?"

He thought to himself that an evil creature was about to be born in Miao territory. Could it be the Scattering Flower Ghost King? No! Evil creatures and ghosts are not the same thing; they should be on different wavelengths.

Zhang Shisan and the nun Kuzhu exchanged a glance and shook their heads. "I don't know!"

Zhang Shisan said again, "Why worry about so much? Let's just solve this problem. I still need to marry Shangguan Xianyun."

The nun Kuzhu nodded, then suddenly asked Liu Zhenguo, "Human sacrifice? Where did you get these living people from?"

Liu Zhenguo's expression changed, and he said, "How could we dare to handle living people? That's illegal. We were just thinking of finding some corpse-drivers to get a few unclaimed corpses to make do, but they said they had living people, 100,000 yuan each, and absolutely no worries, so..."

"So you bought it?" Ku Zhu's face turned cold.

Liu Zhenguo nodded with a bitter face.

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan then remembered this and hurriedly ran into the inner room, saying, "Don't let them suffocate!"

One person, one coffin; with a bang, the coffin lids were flung open.

Zhou Fengchen looked into the coffin and found a woman in her forties or fifties inside, unconscious and very obese. Judging from her timid expression, she was probably someone with intellectual disabilities. Sometimes, people like that really don't have many worries.

Zhang Shisan, who was standing next to the other coffin, suddenly looked over with a very strange expression.

"What are you doing? Who are those people over there?" Zhou Fengchen asked.

Zhang Shisan rubbed his nose. "It looks like... your monk friend who plays with butterflies!"

Zhou Fengchen's heart skipped a beat. He rushed over and looked into the coffin. Sure enough, it was Monk Yuanzhi. However, his face was ashen, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was weak.

"Damn it!" Zhou Fengchen cursed, thinking to himself that no wonder the corpse driver Aze said they had an employer who needed people, so they didn't kill Monk Yuanzhi. It turns out he sold him here for 100,000 yuan, which is not cheap.

He reached out and helped Monk Yuanzhi up, then patted several acupoints, but there was no reaction.

At this moment, the nun Kuzhu arrived, took one look, and shook her head. "Stop taking pictures, it's useless. This is caused by corpse poison. We need to cleanse it."

Zhou Fengchen couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! If it's a sacrifice, then it's a sacrifice, why feed it corpse poison?"

Zhang Shisan patted him on the shoulder, "If we don't poison him to knock him out, do you think someone his size would willingly participate in a sacrifice?"

Zhou Fengchen drew his knife with a "whoosh" and pointed it at Liu Zhenguo, "Where are those corpse-driving men?"

When Liu Zhenguo and his family saw the Taoist priest wielding a knife, they were all startled. Liu Zhenguo turned pale and said, "I...I don't know. We only contacted each other by phone."

Zhang Shisan gripped the hilt of his knife, smiled wryly, and said, "Don't be impulsive! It won't solve anything."

Zhou Fengchen said, "Am I being impulsive? This is corpse poison, and I don't know how to cure it. What if I die? Hurry up and go get the antidote from them."

The nun, Kuzhu, chanted a Buddhist prayer. "This humble nun can solve it! But I need a few items!"

……

By then it was already broad daylight. Ku Zhu instructed Liu Zhenguo's family to drive out and buy some medicinal herbs, while some other people prepared breakfast.

While the nun Kuzhu was giving Monk Yuanzhi and the fat woman the antidote, the three of them discussed what to do. In the end, they decided that they could only start with the priest.

However, Zhou Fengchen was more concerned about Monk Zhiyuan's condition, "When will my friend get better?"

Ku Zhu shook his head. "It's hard to say. He wasn't injured, just poisoned. Fortunately, the poison hasn't reached his heart yet, otherwise he would be dead, and might even have become a walking corpse. He's physically strong, so I estimate... he'll wake up in the next day or two. As for when he can get out of bed, that depends on his own abilities."

Zhou Fengchen nodded. "Thanks!"

Ku Zhu smiled and shook his head, "No need, I'm happy to save people and help them."

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his nose, suddenly feeling a pang of guilt for peeping at her while she was bathing.

At this moment, Liu Zhenguo, who had been hesitant to disturb them, pushed open the door and entered with a forced smile. "Masters, about this matter..."

Zhang Shisan waved his hand, "The sacrificial ceremony will proceed as scheduled tonight. Let's go and resolve this matter!"

"Thank you so much!" Liu Zhenguo said gratefully, then added, "I haven't slept all night. The beds are ready; would the three masters like to rest?"

It would have been better if I hadn't talked about it, but now that I have, I'm really getting tired of it.

After arranging for someone to take care of Monk Yuanzhi and the fat woman, the three of them discussed the evening's sacrificial ceremony and then went to sleep.

Nothing was said that day.

Around 11 p.m., Liu Zhenguo and his men had already prepared the sacrificial offerings: whole pigs, whole sheep, chickens, fish, fruits, vegetables, and some other miscellaneous items, all carried on wooden planks. A large group of people were holding flashlights, making it look quite lively.

Seeing Zhou Fengchen and the other two come out in plain clothes, Liu Zhenguo went up to them and asked, "Shall we set off now?"

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan exchanged a glance and said, "Aren't we still going to use living people for sacrifice?"

Liu Zhenguo was taken aback, then pointed to the inner room, "Carry them?"

Zhang Shisan shook his head. "Carry us!"

So, Zhang Shisan and Zhou Fengchen each crawled into a coffin, and the four of them carried it, with the little nun Kuzhu disguised as an ordinary person accompanying them on their journey.

The snow stopped, but the mountain roads were difficult to navigate, and the accumulated snow made it quite a challenge. We dawdled and didn't arrive until almost 2 a.m.

As usual, Liu Zhenguo burned paper money and other things, then ran away with his men. Ku Zhu followed, but this time they didn't run home; instead, they hid to the side and watched.

More than ten minutes later, a strange laugh came from the foot of the other side of the mountain, and a group of blue-faced, fanged mountain demons came staggering over.

Zhou Fengchen was lying in the sealed coffin, idly fidgeting with his legs. Hearing the sound, he quickly lay back down.

Not long after, the coffin lid creaked open, and several strange and ferocious heads poked in under the cover of night. A strong, fishy stench assaulted their nostrils; these mandrills didn't have the habit of brushing their teeth, just like stray dogs that had just eaten excrement.

Zhou Fengchen stared wide-eyed, motionless.

Then the four mandrills worked together to lift him out.

Zhou Fengchen let them carry him, and subconsciously glanced to the side. Sure enough, Zhang Shisan was also carried out.

The two exchanged a smile, meaning they should go inside.

The mountain demons chuckled as they carried the sacrificial offerings and two large, living people back the way they came. Zhou Fengchen quietly touched the hilt of his knife, thinking that he would make his move as soon as he went in, and kill a few of the little demons first to intimidate them.

Just as I was thinking this, Zhang Shisan in front of me suddenly yelled, "Go to hell!"

He flipped over and quickly took down four mandrills!

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