The ultimate master in the city

Chapter 4 Midnight

The four elders waited for a while before daring to emerge from the haystack. Their legs felt weak and their bodies trembled. Those "things" were terrifying. Fortunately, Zhou Fengchen had driven them away.

Remembering Zhou Fengchen's instructions, they helped each other to the door of Ge Maosheng's house. Even in this situation, Grandma Lan kept her eyes on the ground, afraid of stepping on something dirty.

Then his gaze paused, and he found a piece of yellow paper on the ground. He picked it up and saw a string of words written on it in crooked strokes.

"Come and see what this is!" Grandma Lan called out.

The other three people went over to take a look, and the old patriarch exclaimed, "It seems that Zhou Fengchen has indeed inherited his father's true skills. This thing is called a talisman. I've never seen one before when I dealt with Zhou Daoxing. This is a real treasure."

He then stuffed it into his pocket.

Grandma Lan said, "Chenwa didn't come to use the toilet, he came to drop the talisman, afraid we'd steal it? That child is too petty..."

As they were talking, Da Gang suddenly started trembling uncontrollably and whispered, "Run!"

The three elders found it strange. Why were they running? When they looked up, their scalps tingled with fear.

Suddenly, a person appeared beside them, soaking wet and terrifying, holding a kitchen knife and staring at them with dead fish eyes.

It's Ge Sanhuai's body! His soul was driven away by Zhou Fengchen, but his body has malfunctioned!

"what!"

Da Gang and another man yelled and ran away, but the old clan chief and Granny Lan were old and weak, and both collapsed to the ground.

"cocoa……"

Ge Sanhuai made a strange sound, slowly walked over, and raised the kitchen knife.

The old clan chief was trembling with fear. He tried to take out the talisman to block it, but his hand wouldn't obey him. Old Madam Lan was even more terrified, her face pale and unable to move.

After running half a mile, Da Gang and his companion looked back and saw that the two old men hadn't followed. They quickly gritted their teeth and ran back, dragging the two old men behind them while shouting and pleading, "Uncle Sanhuai, please! We're all from the same village..."

"cocoa……"

As Ge Sanhuai drew closer, just as the four were about to despair, the sound of a donkey galloping came from afar—Zhou Fengchen had returned.

From a distance of more than ten meters, he leaped down and in three quick steps reached him, grabbing "Ge Sanhuai" by the neck and kicking him sideways.

"Ge Sanhuai" did a few somersaults in the air like a chick, and then fell to the ground with a "thud".

"Damn it, we lost her! That woman is a filthy thing, she's got some skills! She's the one who ruined Ge Lao Er, and she's the one causing all the trouble in town."

Zhou Fengchen cursed and sweared, slapping "Ge Sanhuai" three times before kicking him away, where he landed right on the donkey's back.

"That's it for tonight. They won't dare come back. Time to call it a day!"

Zhou Fengchen spoke lightly, but the old clan chief and Granny Lan were moved to tears, while Da Gang and the man wailed loudly.

It's truly a narrow escape; we've finally found our pillar of support.

……

When the group arrived at the old clan chief's house, Zhou Fengchen took a glass of cold water and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls.

The old patriarch, having finally recovered his senses, burst into a tirade: "You, Zhou Fengchen! You deliberately made us wait for Sanhuai here, didn't you? What were you up to?"

Zhou Fengchen casually sat down on a chair to the side, "It's just a joke, no one's going to die."

The old clan chief was speechless, his temper momentarily gone. He asked worriedly, "Do they really have to harm Ge Maosheng and Ge Sishui? And if they harm them, won't they harm others? What are they thinking?"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head and said, "You asked this... I don't quite understand. Their habits are quite different from humans, and they can't be explained by common sense. Only reclusive masters can explain it clearly."

The old clan chief blinked, puzzled, and asked, "Your father, Zhou Daoxing, was an absolute master, can't you be any better?"

Zhou Fengchen sighed and said, "I'm not very authentic. All I know is how to fight. My father didn't teach me much about the skills of a master."

It's frustrating to say, but he and his sister Zhou Linglong were taken to Xiaomi Mountain by their father when they were very young. His sister Zhou Linglong mainly studied the Five Elements and Qimen Dunjia.

When it was his turn, Zhou Daoxing said that his fate was not strong enough and he was not worthy of knowing the secrets of heaven. He could only study academic subjects, so he taught him eighteen martial arts moves and thirty-six metaphysical moves!

Although every move he made was incredibly powerful, and he was adept at exorcising monsters, leaping across rooftops, and teleporting, he didn't quite understand the mystical aspects of the game. You could say that he was the most skilled fighter among the Taoist priests, but also the most mediocre.

That wasn't the most frustrating part. What was even more frustrating was that before Zhou Daoxing died, he grabbed him and Zhou Linglong, saying, "You are both children I abducted from another place. Your home addresses are under my pillow. After I die, Linglong, go home and get married. Feng Chen, you stay and guard Xiaomi Mountain. Absolutely no one can touch it! Otherwise, disaster will strike. Also, you're cursed with bad luck in love; you can't lose your virginity before you're 25, or you'll surely die..."

Hearing Zhou Fengchen say this, Old Madam Lan said in a trembling voice, "Then, what should we do? We're always living in fear, when will it ever end!"

Zhou Fengchen coughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm here. Tomorrow night I'll use a trick to strike at their root and wipe them out in one fell swoop!"

After giving these instructions to the group, he dragged "Ge Sanhuai" back to the cave on Xiaomi Mountain to sleep.

……

The following night, the old clan chief led a group of people to the Zhenxi Mountain Temple in a blatant act of violence. They placed two wooden beds in the temple and made the remaining two men, Ge Maosheng and Ge Sishui, who had conspired to cheat Ge Lao Er out of money by playing cards, kneel on either side of one of them.

Not long after, Zhou Fengchen dragged "Ge Sanhuai" in, carrying a few things, and rubbed his sleepy eyes as he walked in. He looked around, nodded, tossed "Ge Sanhuai" aside, opened a box, took out a calligraphy brush and a box of red cinnabar clay, and asked, "What are the birthdays of Ge Lao Er and Ge Sanhuai?"

Everything was agreed upon last night. The old clan chief was prepared, and he took out a small notebook and read it out one by one.

Zhou Fengchen held a brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and began to write in a flamboyant style on the bed board. When he finished, he put away the brush and cinnabar, placed "Ge Sanhuai" on the bed, made Ge Maosheng and Ge Sishui kneel down, and told the rest of the people to hide.

After everyone did as instructed, he sat on the edge of the bed and dozed off.

The old clan chief was furious when he saw this. He leaned out and shouted, "What kind of desperate measure is this? Why are you still asleep?"

"Troublesome," Zhou Fengchen said angrily. "It's three-quarters past midnight, let's wait a little longer."

The old clan chief stared wide-eyed and obediently hid back inside.

After waiting for more than half an hour, everyone started to doze off, but Zhou Fengchen picked up the suona and blew it out twice.

Those two movements were particularly invigorating, and everyone snapped out of their daze, staring at him in bewilderment.

"Sorry, it's been a long time since I've played this. Let me try to make a sound," Zhou Fengchen said with a dry laugh.

The old clan chief's temper had been worn down. He sighed and said, "Chenwa, save your energy. You can blow it when Ge San holds his funeral."

"I don't know how to use a funeral loudspeaker, so please find someone else. It's best to stay out of the way."

Zhou Fengchen gave a low shout, and after everyone hid, he picked up his trumpet and started playing again. Strangely, this ordinary suona became particularly mournful and lingering when he played it, as if it had a peculiar magic.

Although everyone was puzzled, they were stunned by the sound of the suona and dared not disturb it. It blew for a few minutes, and then a gust of wind suddenly rose outside the dark temple and crimsonly blew straight into the temple.

Zhou Fengchen suddenly stood up, his feet splayed, and shouted, "Ge Lao Er and Ge San Huai, why aren't you back yet? When are you going to return?"

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside, and the old patriarch and his group became tense.

The footsteps lasted for several tens of seconds, then stopped abruptly at the door, and the sound of the wind also disappeared.

"If you dare to struggle again, I'll beat you to a pulp!" Zhou Fengchen slammed his fist on the table.

"Waaah..."

After the strange cry, Ge Lao Er's pale and bluish face appeared first outside the gate, followed by the illusory "soul of Ge San Huai" floating in.

"Ah! Ugh—"

Someone screamed in terror, and then someone covered their mouth.

Ge Lao Er and Ge San Huai were very obedient at this time; one lay down properly, and the other returned to his shell.

Zhou Fengchen immediately pulled out two talismans and slapped them between the two women's foreheads, sneering, "Women! This 'Floating Pagoda Enters the Void to Guide the Spirits Back to Their Positions' move was so powerful that even the headmaster of Maoshan Sect knelt before it back then. So, are you convinced or not?"

No one knew what he meant by those words. Where were the women? Just as they were wondering, a woman's mournful and ethereal cry suddenly came from the weeds outside.