dmims Chapter 44 The Haunted House Where Ghosts Are Raised, You Are the Evil Cultivator!
Chapter 44 The Haunted House Where Ghosts Are Raised, You Are the Evil Cultivator!
At the brink of death, the two female ghosts attacked simultaneously.
Qian Hao's vision blurred as the rope tightened around him, and his consciousness began to fade.
In a daze, he saw the door suddenly burst open, and a figure carrying a magic sword rushed into the room.
boom!
The newcomer raised his hand, and a golden light emanated from it.
The golden light struck the twin female ghosts directly, first dispersing the yin energy emanating from their bodies, and then an even brighter golden light followed.
This golden light carried an aura of majesty, righteousness, and unapproachability.
A golden light flashed, forming a protective shield around Qian Hao.
boom!
The twin female ghosts simultaneously let out a shrill scream, and were forcefully blasted away by the golden light, crashing into the wall, causing the entire room to tremble.
"Imperial Edict!"
The visitor was Huang Bai.
He changed the incantation in his hand, activating the immobilization talisman in the White Crane Boy's summoning scroll.
A beam of white light shot out and struck the twins' ghostly forms directly.
Ripples spread through the air.
The twin vengeful spirits were frozen in mid-air, their faces still bearing the same ferocious and venomous expressions as before.
Huang Bai stepped forward, swung his magic sword, and severed the knot.
Snapped!
Qian Hao fell heavily to the ground, clutching his throat, coughing violently, and gasping for breath.
He lay on the ground, and it took him a while to recover a little. His voice was terribly hoarse.
Why...?
"Why did you save me?"
Huang Bai didn't even look at him. He changed his hand seals again and casually summoned the Yaksha.
The moment the Yaksha appeared, ghostly energy filled the entire haunted house.
Holding the shackles, it shook them and firmly locked the twin evil spirits, preventing them from struggling any longer.
Huang Bai then turned around and glanced at Qian Hao:
"Suicide is also a sin. You are not ending a life, but committing a sin that will condemn you to eternal damnation."
Qian Hao leaned against the wall, coughing until tears streamed down his face, but after listening, he only managed a slight twitch of his lips.
"I'm about to die, what do I care about sins?"
He clearly didn't take those words to heart, and was even already planning to find another place to die after Huang Bai left.
Upon hearing this, Huang Bai suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of something more practical.
"Whether you live or die is another matter. Have you even considered the housing prices here?"
"The landlord rents you the house, and on the very first day you hang yourself inside. Do you think that's appropriate?"
Qian Hao was stunned.
"If you're going to die, go somewhere else. Hanging yourself in someone else's rented house in the middle of the night—how are they going to rent it out again? Isn't this just causing them unnecessary trouble?"
Qian Hao's expression froze at his words, and a rare hint of shame appeared on his face.
It's true, dying in the house on the very first day after moving in is rather unethical.
If you really have to die, finding a secluded corner in the wilderness, where your body rots away so as not to burden others, seems like a more refined approach.
Huang Bai was too lazy to deal with this guy who was obsessed with dying, so he turned his attention to the layout of the room.
The sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret technique flashed through my mind one by one, and the layout of the house was dissected layer by layer.
Doors, windows, walls, beams, beds, inside corners...
After a moment, Huang Bai had already made up his mind.
"It really was a setup."
This 2442 is more than just a haunted house.
The person who set up this situation was very skilled. They used the house to raise ghosts, locking the twin evil spirits firmly inside and nurturing them day and night with the haunted house layout and the surrounding yin energy.
Outsiders don't step inside, and ghosts don't show themselves, so no one can figure out what's going on here.
Moreover, this kind of situation is the most troublesome, as ordinary methods simply cannot get rid of these two ghosts.
Even if they are forcibly suppressed, they will quickly reunite once they leave this room.
"It's a bit like a bound spirit, but more troublesome."
It seems that the key to breaking the deadlock still lies with Chung Gau.
Having lived through several worlds, this was the first time he had encountered such a true "battle of wits among peers".
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
Bang bang bang!
The person who arrived was Ayou.
As soon as Ah-you rushed in, the first thing he saw was Yaksha holding shackles, tightly binding the twin evil spirits.
He thought an even fiercer demon had appeared, and without thinking, he raised his hand to form a hand seal to strike.
"Wait!"
Huang Bai immediately spoke up to stop him.
"These are my guardian soldiers, my own people."
"Guardian soldiers?"
Ah You paused, secretly surprised that the Heavenly Path Temple actually had a protector.
"What do we do with these two ghosts now?"
Huang Bai's tone was calm, but his eyes turned cold.
"You'd have to ask their owner."
Upon hearing this, Ayou's expression immediately changed.
"You mean... Ninth Brother?"
He couldn't believe it.
He had always known that Chung Kau kept ghosts, and he had even seen Chung Kau secretly stalking the little ghosts at night.
However, the Maoshan lineage has its own methods for raising ghosts. As long as one does not engage in killing or harm human lives, it is not really considered a heinous crime.
Although the two did not share the same master, they were still from the same lineage. Over the years, Ah You turned a blind eye to their behavior, unwilling to think the worst of them.
Now, Huang Bai has made it clear that these twin vengeful ghosts were raised by Zhong Jiu.
The thought that Ah You had been unwilling to admit finally surfaced in his mind.
Huang Bai didn't waste any more words with him and turned to leave.
"Just go ask, and you'll find out."
Just as he reached the door, he suddenly turned back and glanced at Qian Hao.
"Ah-Hao, keep up."
Qian Hao was taken aback.
How did you know my name was Ah-hao?
He clearly didn't say his name.
Could it be that Uncle Yan told him?
Huang Bai walked straight downstairs.
Upon seeing this, Ayou immediately had a bad feeling and quickly chased after them.
Qian Hao hesitated for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and followed.
Once Huang and Bai withdrew their spells, the twin vengeful spirits vanished back into the void, and the haunted house returned to its original deathly silence.
……
The lights were dim in Chung Kau's residence.
He leaned back in his chair, slowly exhaling a puff of ghost-shaped smoke. The eerie green smoke swirled around the rooftop.
Another new tenant moved into 2442, and with this life added to the mix, the situation is almost settled.
Zhong Jiu squinted, his mind already calculating his next move.
"We still need to find a container that can hold the evil spirits."
Raising ghosts, refining corpses, and then refining even stronger ghost spirits to extend one's lifespan. As long as one can survive this ordeal, one can live for at least another ten years.
Thinking of this, a figure suddenly popped into Zhong Jiu's mind.
"Young Taoist priest... using him to refine a corpse seems just right."
That man was vigorous and strong, and had even practiced magic. If we could really assassinate him and then refine his corpse, the effect would probably be even better than that of an ordinary person's corpse.
"We need to find a reason to invite him over."
The thought had barely formed in his mind when there was a knock on the door.
dong dong dong.
As soon as Zhong Jiu opened the door, before his smile could even form, he saw Huang Bai and Ayou standing outside.
"What brings you here today...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Jiu's hair stood on end.
A chilling sense of crisis instantly pressed down on my heart.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of azure lightning appear in his yellow and white palm.
Zhong Jiu's expression changed immediately.
"Thunder magic?!"
"not good!"
boom!
The thought had barely formed when a bolt of lightning struck him from the palm.
The three-foot plasma struck Zhong Jiu squarely in the chest, sending him flying horizontally, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
At the same time, the urn containing ashes on the altar suddenly exploded, and the room was filled with the piercing screams of the little demon.
Although Zhong Jiu's chest was charred black from the beating, he was still alive.
This is the substitution technique.
He had already transferred most of the damage to the kid.
As soon as Zhong Jiu landed, he scrambled backward and grabbed the magic sword from the altar, intending to retaliate.
Huang Bai would never give him that chance.
The magic sword was drawn, and the Yaksha appeared, his killing intent pressing forward, clearly intending to seize this opportunity to completely subdue the person.
"Ah Bai! Stop!"
Ah-you was so shocked by this series of changes that his scalp tingled, and he quickly reached out to stop him.
"At least give Ajiu a chance to speak!"
What a bloodthirsty nature!
He truly hadn't expected that Huang Bai would come to his door without uttering a single word of nonsense, but with the sole purpose of killing him.
That's too fierce.
Ah-you is a soft-hearted person.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that the twin ghosts were acting strangely, yet he hadn't stepped in to deal with it.
Huang Bai's body had already been enhanced by the virus variant, giving him explosive power far exceeding that of ordinary people, so Ayou's block had little effect.
Huang Bai stepped past him and arrived in front of the altar.
But when he looked again, all that remained was a puddle of ash.
Chung Gau ran away.
This Maoshan Taoist art is indeed quite sophisticated.
He slowly turned around, his gaze falling directly on Ayou's face.
"Chen You, do you know what you just did?"
Ah-you felt a little guilty under his gaze, but still tried to defend himself with a retort.
"This is a society governed by the rule of law... It's a bit too... domineering for you to kill someone right off the bat."
Even as she said that, her voice had noticeably weakened.
Huang Bai's anger flared up upon hearing this.
"The police don't concern themselves with matters of the underworld. I've already determined that Zhong Jiu was responsible for Yang Feng's husband's drastic change in temperament and his assault on students. Since it's a heretical cultivator committing evil, shouldn't we, as cultivators, step in to subdue this demon? What are we waiting for?"
"Do you really think of yourself as a restaurant chef?"
"Have you completely forgotten the ancestral precepts of Maoshan?"
"If Zhong Jiu really kills someone in the future, you will be held responsible for it too."
These words came crashing down on Ayou, leaving him completely silent.
Huang Bai looked at Ayou and Qian Hao, and was furious.
One was disheartened and lived a mediocre life; the other was a walking corpse, with a death wish.
Thinking of this, Huang Bai added:
"No matter what, I will definitely avenge Sister Feng's family. Even if Zhong Jiu escapes to the ends of the earth, I will find him."
hum!
The magic sword was driven heavily into the ground by Huang Bai, its blade trembling and emitting a low hum.
This straightforward anger and chivalry struck Ah You like a blunt object, hitting him hard on the head.
In his daze, he felt as if he had been woken up by someone's scolding.
I've been pretending to be deaf and dumb for far too long these past few years.
So long that I almost turned myself into a useless person who only knew how to cook and didn't want to care about anything else.
The young man who came in from outside seemed to bring a breath of fresh air to this lifeless public housing estate.
After a long silence, Ah You finally spoke.
"it is good."
"From now on, whatever you say, I'll do. Consider it atonement."
Seeing that Chen You had taken the bait, Huang Bai's expression softened.
Then, in the next moment, he abruptly changed the subject.
"You can refrain from making a move, but I need to understand the magic of your lineage before I can find a way to deal with it."
Ayou was taken aback.
Just a moment ago he was full of anger, wishing he could chase after someone to the ends of the earth with his sword, how come he suddenly started studying Maoshan magic?
That's a really fast change of heart.
Huang Bai spoke with such confidence and self-assurance, as if it were a perfectly logical thing to do.
After Huang Bai finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Qian Hao, who had been standing in the background the whole time.
"And you."
Qian Hao was completely bewildered when he was suddenly called out, leaving him stunned.
"What does this have to do with me?"
Huang Bai stared at him expressionlessly.
"I saved your life tonight, and also shielded you from two vengeful ghosts, and even came with you on this trip."
"According to my rules, the fee is three million."
Qian Hao was completely dumbfounded.
"Three...three million?"
Huang Bai spoke calmly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"You'll owe it for now. Starting today, stay at the Taoist temple and work to pay off your debt."
"Also, don't even think about ending it all with death. If you really die, I can still bring your soul back."
Qian Hao was speechless for a long time.
On his first day in public housing, he first attempted suicide by hanging, then encountered a ghost, and finally inexplicably incurred a debt of three million.
Looking at Huang Bai's matter-of-fact face, only one thought remained in his mind.
Is this Taoist priest Huang a genuine heretical cultivator?
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