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In the southern alley of Jiangnan City, there is a house that looks unremarkable from the outside, but is actually quite extraordinary inside.

The ground was covered with a thin layer of gold.

"Master~"

"Master, look at Jiaojiao!"

A gentle breeze blew the window open.

In Shanggan Village, the seemingly aloof and cold-hearted Doctor Qiu, dressed in simple clothes, was now dressed in fine robes, his eyes narrowed, his face full of malice.

He was surrounded by many beautiful concubines, who rushed to huddle around him.

Old Qiu was surrounded by beautiful concubines, who would occasionally feed him wine. He squinted his eyes, feeling deeply moved.

It's so good to be rich.

He wrote about grinding infant bones into powder to make medicine in an ancient book he found ten years ago while collecting herbs in the mountains.

Ancient books also clearly state that although human bones can be used as medicine, they will inevitably cause a backlash, so the effect can only last for one year.

Old Qiu hesitated for only half an hour before deciding to do it.

The timid starve, the bold feast.

He only stays in one place for a year.

Hehe...hehe...

The baby's cries suddenly echoed throughout the house.

The room fell silent instantly.

The concubine was somewhat frightened: "Master, did you hear anything?"

Old Qiu's face darkened, and he kicked the concubine who had spoken, yelling, "What was that sound? Are you deaf? What bad luck!"

Seeing this, no one else dared to utter a sound.

boom!

The doors and windows were blown open by a strong gust of wind, making a loud noise.

The tables and chairs inside the room also started shaking for no apparent reason.

It's not an illusion.

The beautiful concubine was so frightened that she trembled and huddled together.

Old Qiu stood up, his cloudy yet shrewd eyes flashing with ruthlessness. He strode to the entrance of the main hall and peered down the corridor: "Who's playing tricks? Come out here!"

Snapped!

A slap suddenly landed on his face.

Old Qiu was knocked to the ground. He was stunned for a moment, then burst into anger, and just as he got up, he managed to push himself up.

Snapped!

Another slap landed, making him see stars and leaving him bruised and swollen.

But there was no one in front of him.

Old Qiu was startled and sat on the ground, backing away repeatedly.

"Master, behind you..." The concubine had just opened her mouth when she saw the teapot on the table fly into the air out of nowhere. Hearing her voice, the spout of the teapot was aimed at her.

The beautiful concubine covered her mouth, falling silent in fear.

The teapot flew above Old Qiu's head. He realized he was being enveloped by something and slowly looked up.

The scalding hot tea, which had just been brewed, was poured out of the teapot and poured directly over his head.

The burning sensation and pain made Old Qiu grimace and try to move to the side, but his expression froze.

Why can't it move!

"Hehe, using our bones to grind into powder to earn money, is that useful?"

"Grandpa Qiu, you look so disheveled."

"You look like a dog right now!"

The childish voice clearly reached Old Qiu's ears. His mind went blank, his face turned deathly pale, and his body trembled like a leaf.

These...these sounds.

It hurts! It hurts so much!

His head began to throb with pain, a flying stool broke his leg, a table slammed into his spine, and a fierce gust of wind lashed him repeatedly.

In a short time, he was covered in blood and could not be recognized as before.

The concubines scattered in a commotion, not daring to remain in the main hall.

Old Qiu lay on the ground like a dead dog.

A series of footsteps approached.

He looked up, hoping someone would save him.

"Good ghosts, I'll record this as a good deed for you today. Go down and be reincarnated." Renbao stood at the entrance of the main hall and was very satisfied with the miserable state of Old Man Qiu.

The ghosts who came to this house to deal with Old Man Qiu: "!"

Is there really such a good thing in the world, that you can do good deeds by beating someone?

"Little Yama is so great!"

"Little Yama, is there anyone else you want to deal with? I haven't had my fill of beating him yet."

Renbao looked over and grumbled, "You can't hit anyone without my permission. Anyone who hits or scares people isn't a good ghost."

"We'll do as you say." The ghosts hurriedly pledged their loyalty, spat at Old Man Qiu, and drifted toward the gates of the underworld.

Behind Renbao were Liu Shang and others.

"You heartless, insane liar!"

"Those are children! How could you do that!"

The crowd surged forward, surrounding Old Qiu and angrily accusing him.

Without Compal's permission, none of them dared to make a move.

However, seeing Old Qiu's miserable state made me feel much better.

"You're a Taoist priest?" Old Qiu stared intently at Renbao, his eyes sinister and his tone laced with sarcasm. "You're sending ghosts to deal with me? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

Liu Shang's face darkened: "Only a wicked person like you, who harms infants, deserves divine retribution!"

Old Qiu's eyes flashed with obsession and madness as he said smugly.

"So what? The reason your corpse-driving clan's children don't live past three years old is because I sent people to kill them!"

You were buried on the mountain, and I had people dig you up and extract your bones. Tsk tsk tsk, I must say, it made me quite a bit of money.

Be angry, want to kill me? Come on, once you lay a hand on me, you'll be charged with murder.

And you, little brat, I don't know which sect of Taoist priests you belong to, but didn't your master teach you that Taoist priests raise ghosts and kill people? Aren't you any different from someone like me?"

Old Qiu's smile was extremely sinister.

Everyone was horrified, getting goosebumps all over. He was terrifying!

Liu Shang's eyes were bloodshot as she gripped the red whip tightly in her hand. Waves of anger surged within her, burning her as if she were about to burst.

What a scumbag!

She really wanted to kill him!

"Who told you I'm a Taoist priest?" Renbao snorted softly. She took out a peach wood sword and pointed it at his head. "This little Yama will make you die now. You won't live to see the next moment. Heavenly Dao will just clap and cheer. I'll tell him to strike you with lightning, and he will."

"You're such a bad person, yet you have such a big face."

Old Qiu was stunned, actually shocked by Renbao's imposing presence.

He still wasn't convinced and continued to provoke, "You think you're Heaven's favorite daughter, letting him chop you up whenever he wants? You dream of anything! Little baby, you should go back to sleep!"

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderbolt struck from the sky.

"Grandpa Heavenly Dao, don't strike him to death! Let me burn him with Samadhi True Fire before sending him down to the eighteenth level of the underworld." Renbao looked up at Heavenly Dao.

As everyone watched in disbelief, the blinding lightning seemed to understand Renbao's words. Originally intended to strike his head, it abruptly changed direction and struck Old Qiu's leg instead.

A burnt smell filled the air, and Old Qiu's agonizing screams nearly blew the roof off.

Renbao made a hand seal, and Samadhi True Fire rose from her chubby little palm. She aimed at Old Man Qiu and shouted, "Burn him!"