The ultimate master in the city

The room instantly filled with a chilling aura, and four ghosts, carrying Liu Zhenguo, darted outside the door.

boom!

Liu Zhenguo was thrown to the side. The female ghost, Xiaohua, extended her sharp claws, her long hair fluttering wildly, and screamed menacingly, "Where did these brats come from?"

Su Sungua's face was also gloomy. "Are you here to subdue us?"

"Do we still need to lower the price?"

Zhang Shisan sneered, pulled out his tattered folding fan from his pocket, and slammed it open. "Low skill, but big mouth! Kneel down!"

On the tattered folding fan was a line of cinnabar-colored Taoist characters: "The Way of Righteousness endures far!"

The female ghost Xiaohua and Su Sungua were stunned, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Two female ghost maids, due to the angle, lunged at you with their fans tilted to the side, baring their teeth.

Zhou Fengchen took out a yellow talisman and waved it lightly, "Go!"

Whoosh!

The talisman traced an arc.

"ah--"

"ah--"

Two screams rang out, and the two little girls vanished without a trace.

Ku Zhu tried to stop him, but it was too late. He could only shake his head, put his palms together, and chant a Buddhist prayer.

The female ghost Xiaohua and Su Sungua were terrified. A nun and two young men stood silently opposite them, yet they seemed to exude an immense sense of oppression, especially with the fan-shaped magical artifact pressing tightly against their faces. They both knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, "Taoist Master, Abbess, spare our lives!"

Liu Zhenguo, who had just gotten up, was stunned. Uncle Gua and the female ghost had knelt down? This was too easy! Just who were these three young people? How could they be so much more powerful than Master Ziyun and his disciples?

"Now you know how to beg for mercy?" Zhang Shisan closed his folding fan, put his hands behind his back, and walked to the two ghosts.

The two ghosts lowered their heads and begged for mercy, pleading, "We beg the Great Master to be merciful and compassionate."

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, walked over, and stepped on the female ghost Xiaohua's neck, grinding it forcefully into the floor. "Did you harm Master Ziyun and his disciples?"

Su Sungua, unable to bear watching any longer, gritted his teeth and was about to speak when Zhang Shisan kicked him away, then grabbed him tightly by the neck with a hand seal, saying, "Damn it, you're feeling sorry for him now?"

Su Sungua's neck was pinched so thin it was like a stick, and he stared wide-eyed, not daring to utter a sound.

The female ghost, Xiaohua, dared not move, and pleaded, "Taoist Master, spare my life! They tried to harm me first!"

Zhou Fengchen pushed off with his foot, "Answer the question!"

The female ghost, Xiaohua, emanated an aura of yin energy and wailed in agony, "It's all my fault!"

The nun Kuzhu couldn't bear to watch any longer. "Amitabha, Heaven cherishes life. Even vengeful ghosts and malevolent spirits are living beings..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Fengchen interrupted him, "Buddhism is different from Taoism. Blind compassion is hypocrisy. Taoism also has the saying of commanding thousands of ghosts, but that is salvation, not forgiveness. These wild ghosts that rely on their magical power to do evil should have been eliminated long ago!"

Zhang Shisan said impatiently, "A top disciple of the Hanging Temple, a true disciple of Longhu Mountain, and Brother Zhou, this Taoist master—this lineup, braving the snow to come all this way just to listen to stories all night? Do you think we're just bored? I've had several hundred of these little things already."

Seeing the two Taoist priests' unfriendly tone, Su Sungua and Xiaohua trembled with fear and hurriedly begged Kuzhu for mercy, "Great Master, you are so compassionate! Please spare our lives!"

"I really regret only practicing Buddhist kung fu and not joining the senior monks in the lecture hall in exchanging witty remarks." Ku Zhu shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Hey you two, calm down. Getting rid of them alone won't solve this problem."

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan thought about it and agreed. They released the two ghosts and said sternly, "Answer the questions honestly!"

"Yes!" The two ghosts knelt on the ground and did not move.

"Amitabha!" Ku Zhu said, "Benefactor Liu Zhenguo will no longer be able to perform sacrifices, and you can no longer hide in the deep mountains to cultivate."

The female ghost Xiaohua's eyes darted away, and she said timidly, "But...we don't have the final say. Miss Honglang ate the sacrifice, she won't let it go."

"I never imagined that such bribery existed among the spirits of the mountains and fields," said Kuzhu. "Let's subdue it tonight too. Where is it?"

Su Sungua pointed to a dark place in the distance, "Snake Date Ridge".

The nun, Kuzhu, waved her hand. "Lead the way."

The female ghost Xiaohua and Su Sungua staggered to their feet and gently floated out of the courtyard.

Zhou Fengchen and the other two followed behind, with the old man Liu Zhenguo eagerly trailing behind. Looking at the backs of the three young men, he suddenly felt incredibly safe.

Walking along the dark mountain road, the path ahead was shadowy and unclear, and I had no idea what kind of place it was.

After walking for a while, Zhou Fengchen looked at the two ghosts ahead, which were floating faster and faster, and whispered, "Trying to run away! Little nun, how should your Buddhist sect handle this situation?"

Ku Zhu glared at him. "They can't escape!"

Zhang Shisan smiled and said, "Isn't that perfect? ​​The goal is the same; if they're not satisfied, they'll definitely go after Old Snake Honglang."

The three deliberately slowed down. When Su Sungua and Xiao Hua looked back, they sped up and disappeared into the darkness ahead in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Fengchen and the other two then quickened their pace to catch up with the old man Liu Zhenguo.

After chasing for half an hour, a mountain suddenly appeared ahead, covered with jujube trees, lush and eerily quiet.

Zhou Fengchen felt the hand seals for a moment, then nodded and said, "Two areas are relatively strong, and several hundred are relatively weak."

Zhang Shisan whispered, "We're just wandering around aimlessly, and they'll come to us on their own, you believe me?"

Kuzhu said, "They've arrived!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than an old man emerged from the jujube grove ahead. His head was completely white, his long face covered in age spots. He held his white beard in his left hand and leaned on a cane with his right, hobbling over. His voice, aged and frail, asked, "Oh dear! Where are you going?"

Liu Zhenguo was so startled by what he saw that he almost fell to the ground, but Zhang Shisan quickly caught him.

Zhou Fengchen smiled and said, "I couldn't sleep tonight, so we came out for a walk."

The old man looked surprised and said, "Why did you have to come here? You shouldn't have come here."

Zhang Shisan feigned curiosity, "Why shouldn't we have come? Is there something scary here?"

"Don't ask me that. I won't hurt you!" The old man said with a kind face, "Listen to me, go back to where you came from."

"But we seem to be lost!" Zhou Fengchen said.

The old man pointed behind them, "Didn't you come from that side? You can just go back."

Zhou Fengchen said, "We can't get out even if we go back. Forget it, let's keep looking ahead."

The four of them then continued walking forward.

The old man grew anxious and caught up, saying, "You really can't go any further. It's not safe ahead. Why don't you... come with me, I'll take you out."

"Sure!" Zhang Shisan agreed quickly, giving the other two a wink.

The old man turned and walked into the jujube grove, with the four people following behind. After walking for about three minutes, the old man pointed to a small path ahead with a strange expression. "Go to the end of this path, and you can get out. Remember! You can't come back here again."

The three nodded their thanks, "Okay, thank you, sir!"

The old man waved his hand, "Of course, of course."

The three men helped the terrified Liu Zhenguo to the path. Zhang Shisan whispered, "An illusion, a cliff."

"Got it!" Zhou Fengchen nodded, then quickly turned around, grabbed the old man's arm, and flung him onto the path. "You fucking go up there and let me see!"

The old man let out a strange "baa!" and plummeted down the path, but quickly grabbed onto the bushes on either side and flew back up, transforming in the blink of an eye into an old goat, speaking in human language, "Go to hell!"

I like the novel "The Strongest Master in the City".