The invincible female ghost is a bit love-struck.

Chapter 60 Your aunt is going to die!

The night wind dispersed the last traces of malevolence.

The sky returned to its clear state, dotted with stars.

Gu Qingwan went back.

Lu Yuan took out the old brass pocket watch and looked at the marks the hands left on the dial.

It's 8:30 at night.

hiss~~

After all that trouble, only half an hour had passed.

It felt like three days and three nights had passed.

"Your cultivation has been fully restored?"

Lu Yuan turned his head and looked at the braised chicken next to him, which was dusting off the dirt and grass clippings.

"When did you arrive?"

Although Gu Qingwan ultimately triumphed over everyone, it was all thanks to the braised chicken.

If it hadn't risked its life to jump out midway, snatching and tearing up the "Book of Evil Spirits"...

The ferocious aura completely controlled by the hunchbacked old man could kill Lu Yuan on the spot with just one move.

"Each chick has its own way of not peeing."

The braised chicken stands upright, its two front paws tucked behind its back, exuding an air of superiority.

"Don't pry into Master Huang's affairs."

After saying that, it turned and walked into the depths of the forest, in the opposite direction from Lu Yuan and the others, without looking back.

I must say, that small figure actually has a certain dashing air about it.

Huangmenji did not travel with Lu Yuan and his group; he intended to leave on his own.

As for what it was going to do, Lu Yuan knew exactly what it was going to do.

"Find a place to rob?"

Lu Yuan watched the braised chicken's figure disappear into the darkness and called out.

This braised chicken must have received some incredible stroke of luck, its cultivation fully restored, and it just successfully obtained a title from Lu Yuan, receiving the imperial edict that it should "behave like a human."

Everything is ready now, except for the final push.

This "east wind" is its final tribulation before it attains enlightenment.

If you overcome this, it will become a spirit medium or household protector who receives offerings and incense.

If one cannot withstand it, one will die and one's cultivation will vanish into dust.

"You know the answer already, so you ask."

The sound of braised chicken drifted gently from the depths of the forest.

Lu Yuan gazed at the darkness and said loudly:

"When I return to the city, I'll have the Zhao family set up a memorial tablet for you in the northeast corner of the main hall in the front courtyard, with your full name engraved on it!"

"If you manage to get through this wading crossing, you'll become a guardian spirit in the Zhao family—that's an incredibly good job!"

Aunt Qiao'er was extremely wealthy, yet she did not worship any guardian spirits.

It's not that we can't afford to invite them, but this is all about fate.

Aunt Qiao'er is rich, so she can definitely invite her if she insists. There are also many enlightened spirits who want to come to the Zhao family to be the guardian spirits.

The problem is, simply inviting them is useless; they need to be able to actually help in a crisis.

An immortal who has no affinity with you, if invited to your home, will not be attentive to small matters, but will turn away and run away when it comes to important ones.

They're just slick, opportunistic people who only care about getting a stick of incense; it's better not to invite them at all.

Now that such a connection exists, Lu Yuan is naturally willing to help act as a go-between.

For Aunt Qiao'er, and also for the braised chicken, may we be connected by a thread of wealth and prosperity that leads to heaven.

Bailu Chamber of Commerce, the premier chamber of commerce outside the Great Wall.

If it could become the guardian spirit of the Zhao family, the incense offerings would be so plentiful that even if both eyes were stuffed full, they still wouldn't be enough.

The voice just fell.

The small figure, which was almost disappearing into the woods, suddenly stopped and turned around abruptly.

In the darkness, those two bright black eyes shone with an astonishing light, staring intently at Lu Yuan.

"So loyal!"

"If I, Master Huang, can wade across, I guarantee I'll go!"

……

The braised chicken is gone.

Lu Yuan and his group finished packing and prepared to leave the forest, descend the hill, and return to Fengtian City.

"Brother Lu!"

"Look!"

Wang Chengan, who was not far away, suddenly held up a book and jogged towards Lu Yuan.

At this moment, Lu Yuan was squatting on the ground, carefully picking up the "Book of Evil Spirits" that had been torn to pieces by the braised chicken.

Although this thing was destroyed, every fragment is a treasure imbued with Yin energy.

We'll be able to use this for future rituals; it might come in very handy someday.

If a Taoist priest doesn't have a family background like Shen Shulan's, he must learn to be frugal and live frugally.

"I can't understand what's drawn in here, it's weird."

Wang Chengan handed a thick book to Lu Yuan.

Before returning to the city, they naturally had to rob the couple thoroughly.

After all, they are the Wang family of life-severing families, one of the ten families outside the pass. How could they not have some good things on them when they go out?

Now that it's being taken out, it belongs to Lu Yuan.

Once we get down the mountain, we'll hand it over to Aunt Qin's brother, and that will be considered confiscation.

Lu Yuan took the book, thinking it contained some profound teachings, which was understandable since Wang Cheng'an, a newcomer, wouldn't understand it.

But he opened it himself and took a look.

Hey!

Lu Yuan was also a little confused!

But this thing has a dark, gloomy appearance, and it's clearly not an ordinary object.

Lu Yuan, holding the book, walked up to the Wang family couple, who were bound like two dead pigs.

He kicked the hunchbacked old man who was pretending to be dead with his eyes closed.

"Stop playing dead, tell me, what is this?"

The hunchbacked old man closed his eyes and said in a muffled voice:

"The victor is king, the loser is an outlaw. We lost, so you can do whatever you want with us."

"Don't ask me anything else; I'm not going to tell you anyway!"

Seeing that this old man still had some backbone, Lu Yuan tilted his head slightly and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Although I am a proper Taoist priest, my old man is not so proper."

"When he was young, he traveled all over the country and saw a lot of underhanded tricks from all walks of life, and he knew a few of them himself."

"For example, human skin candle, sealing the soul in nine orifices, the three corpses hanging the soul..."

"How about I take you back and let my old man ask you himself?"

The hunchbacked old man: "..."

"..."

"The 'Nurturing Evil' Diagram in the Book of Evil Spirits..."

The old man was not exactly a tough nut to crack; perhaps the things Lu Yuan had mentioned were too terrifying, because he quickly opened his mouth.

"The Book of Evil Spirits needs to be nourished and protected. This book contains the sacred sites our Wang family has accumulated over hundreds of years for nurturing evil spirits..."

"Specifically used to support the 'Book of Evil Spirits'..."

Hearing this explanation, Lu Yuan nodded slightly, then asked curiously:

"But I can't understand a single thing written here?"

"It's all circles and crosses, and there are even some words from talismans mixed in..."

The hunchbacked old man had resigned himself to his fate. He was tied up tightly and had no ability to resist. In the end, he explained to Lu Yuan what all of this meant.

After the hunchbacked old man finished explaining to Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan looked disgusted and said:

"Can't we just write directly?"

"Why all this mystical stuff?"

"What, you don't want someone to just pick up your breeding grounds and use them?"

The hunchbacked old man merely curled his lip in response to Lu Yuan's mockery.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

"That's because we can't read!"

"When we were born, it was during the Qing Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty treated us like pigs and dogs. We couldn't even get enough to eat, let alone learn to read!"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan remained silent.

Using the moonlight overhead, he tried to identify the nurturing sites in the thick book, following the method the old man had just taught him.

I had only been watching for a short while when I suddenly heard a loud bang from a great distance.

It crackled and popped, like firecrackers.

Ok?

Lu Yuan turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, but could not make out the location.

It's so late at night, in this desolate wilderness...

"Is anyone hosting a celebratory funeral?"

Lu Yuan looked around and muttered something.

Just then, Xu Erxiao ran back from a distance, looking flustered.

"Brother Lu!! Guns are being fired in Fengtian City!! And lights have been put up in many places! Quite a few!!"

ha? ?

In Fengtian City?

Before Lu Yuan could react, the hunchbacked old man at his feet let out a suppressed sneer.

"With the destruction of the Book of Evil Spirits, the dozen or so temporary breeding grounds for evil spirits in Fengtian City also collapsed, and the evil spirits inside came out."

He raised his eyelids and stared intently at Lu Yuan.

"Your aunt is going to die!"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan glanced at the old man at his feet and sneered:

"Don't make your sister Shen laugh."

"You know perfectly well who's sitting at my Aunt Qiao'er's house."

The hunchbacked old man didn't even bother to lift his eyelids again, keeping his eyes closed and remaining silent, only letting out a cold laugh.

boom.

Lu Yuan slammed the thick book shut with a loud bang.

He stared intently at the hunchbacked old man on the ground, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Fuck your mother!"