The ultimate master in the city

The girl was wearing Miao clothing, was quite pretty, had a clear and melodious voice, and was all smiles and acted like she knew everyone.

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling puzzled. "I'm Zhou Fengchen, who are you?"

The girl said, "My name is Aling, please follow me."

He turned and walked out.

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan were completely bewildered. They got up and followed the girl out of the temple.

When they reached a small alley in town, the girl, A-Ling, stopped, turned around, and asked, "Do you know why I came to see you?"

Zhou Fengchen frowned and said, "How would I know?"

Ah Ling said with a grin, "The princess sent me. She said the ghost monks will appear at seven o'clock in the evening, and the funeral will be held at eight o'clock. You'd better not go to the temple before eight o'clock."

Princess? Shangguan Xianyun? Zhou Fengchen hurriedly asked, "Where is she?"

Ah Ling suppressed a laugh and said, "The princess is sleeping. She's grumpy when she wakes up and I can't see her."

Zhang Shisan, standing nearby, found it strange. "How does your princess know when the monks will appear? And why did she tell us not to go to the temple before eight o'clock?"

A-Ling tilted her head and said, "Princess, you're amazing! Of course you know when the monks will appear. The reason I told you not to go to the temple before eight o'clock is because Master Wu and Lu Shuangshi are both there, and you'll die. Once we lure Lu Shuangshi away, it will be much easier for you to deal with Master Wu!"

"Lu Shuangshi?" Zhang Shisan asked curiously, "Who is that?"

Ah Ling said, "They are the two widows you mentioned who were going to become nuns! They were subordinates of the Scattering Flower Ghost King. Hundreds of years ago, the sisters shared a husband. Later, the husband was murdered, and they were taken by their enemies. Unable to bear it, they committed suicide together. After their deaths, their resentment was overwhelming, and they became a combined monster, which is extremely powerful."

Zhou Fengchen and the other person exchanged a glance. Two widows were also ghosts? No wonder there weren't two such people in town.

Zhou Fengchen retorted, "Why should we listen to you? Who told you we were going to deal with Daoist Wu? We're on very good terms."

Zhang Shisan also said, "That's right! We were drinking together yesterday."

"Take it or leave it, hehe." Ah Ling didn't care at all, chuckled and turned to leave, disappearing around the corner.

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan looked at each other, one picking his nose and the other rubbing his hair, feeling quite speechless. What was going on?

Zhang Shisan suddenly exclaimed "Huh?" and asked, "Judging from your tone just now, you seem to know this princess?"

Zhou Fengchen casually remarked, "How many princesses are there in Miao territory? Isn't it Shangguan Xianyun?"

Zhang Shisan's face lit up with joy. "Oh my! You know my wife?"

"Get lost! When did she become your wife?" Zhou Fengchen spat.

Zhang Shisan chuckled, "Someone as awesome as me is bound to become one sooner or later. Tell me, isn't she beautiful?"

"I'm not in the mood! You'll see when we meet another day." Zhou Fengchen waved his hand and said, "Let's discuss what to do, shall we? I think this Daoist Wu really tricked us, he doesn't want to keep his promise, and he even arrested Yuan Zhi."

Zhang Shisan said, "Why? We have no grudge against each other, isn't he just asking for a beating?"

"How would I know?" Zhou Fengchen shrugged.

Zhang Shisan said, "My wife, Shangguan Xianyun, is trying to lure the Lu Shuang clan away; she's definitely going to kill them, not help us, right?"

"Never mind!" Zhou Fengchen said, "Let's just listen to Shangguan Xianyun this once. I don't think that girl is a bad person. She has no reason to lie to us. Why don't we wait until after eight o'clock and go into the temple then? We'll try to be polite first and then resort to force. If Master Wu releases Yuanzhi and helps us find the seven souls of the three girls, then we'll let the matter drop."

Zhang Shisan asked, "What if he doesn't want to?"

Zhou Fengchen glared at him: "There's nothing to say! Kill him!"

"All done!"

……

It was still early, so the two left the alley and went to a ramen shop where each of them ate a bowl of ramen. After that, they went to the only billiards shop in town to play billiards. There was only one broken billiards table, and it cost one yuan per game.

Neither of them had played much before, and their skills were terrible. They struggled to get the ball in the hole, which frustrated the shop owner and the other customers waiting to play.

The two seemed quite happy.

"Haha, it was so close!"

"Your mother's white ball doesn't count!"

"What business is it of mine which one I target? As long as I can get in, that's all that matters!"

"Huh? Who was pounding the big ball again?"

"you!"

"You, right?"

"Never mind, it's good enough if we can even break in."

……

The people nearby got angry. A young man wearing a large earring yelled, "Do you guys even know how to play? If you don't, get out of here!"

Several men behind him, who looked like henchmen, also glared and muttered.

Zhou Fengchen turned his head and said impatiently, "Get lost! You believe I'll beat you up?"

"Big Earrings" darkened his expression. "You're looking for outsiders..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sword grazed his scalp and flew out, embedding itself in a crack in the brick wall with a whoosh, shaking violently.

Zhang Shisan sneered, "Did some outsiders beat up your father?"

Everyone in the billiards room was stunned.

"Big Earrings" immediately changed her expression, forcing a smile: "You guys are amazing, you guys have it!"

"Don't be so arrogant!" Zhou Fengchen pulled out all his money, slammed it on the table, and said, "A thousand yuan a game, wanna play?"

"Big Earrings" saw the money and, seeing the two men's terrible skills, his eyes lit up. "Let's play!"

This game turned out to be quite a mess. A few hours later, a group of young men had lost so much that they were left with only a pair of shorts, standing by the wall shivering from the cold.

The "giant earrings" were even more outrageous; there wasn't even underwear. He cried out with a pained expression, "This is illogical!"

What's Zhou Fengchen's skill level? Once they get to know each other and play seriously, they can basically clear the table in one or two rounds; it's a piece of cake for them.

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"This is boring!" Zhang Shisan shook his head, casually tossing aside the strange clothes, odds and ends, and loose change. "Take them back."

A group of young men bowed and scraped, hurriedly and haphazardly putting on their clothes.

Zhou Fengchen glanced outside; it was already dark. He asked the shop owner next to him, "What time is it?"

The shopkeeper glanced at his old pocket watch. "Seven-thirty."

Just as he finished speaking, a loudspeaker blared outside, sounding like a funeral procession.

Zhou Fengchen and his companion hurried outside. When they reached the street, they looked towards the sound of the loudspeaker and saw a group of bald monks dressed in mourning clothes carrying a large red coffin from east to west, crying and wailing as they went, just like an ordinary family funeral.

A crowd of onlookers gathered on the street, pointing and whispering among themselves.

"The monks have finally appeared," Zhang Shisan whispered.

Zhou Fengchen nodded. "Let's go and see."

The group of monks walked very slowly, swaying and staggering, and it took them quite a while to reach the west side of the town. The townspeople were curious, but none of them followed to watch.

Zhou Fengchen and his companion followed stealthily behind. When they reached the foot of a small hill near the "Painting Soul Temple," the group of monks suddenly quickened their pace and headed straight for the temple.

Just as Zhou Fengchen was about to follow, Zhang Shisan suddenly pulled him back, pointing to the side, "Look!"

Zhou Fengchen looked in the direction he was pointing and saw the two "widows" Lu Shuangshi, who were about to become nuns, walking hand in hand along a small mountain path. A person in front of them was walking hurriedly, as if leading the way.

Zhang Shisan pointed at the man in front and said, "Isn't that Su Luncai?"

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