I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 4: Money for the Worship of the Gods

"Hurry! Run to the end of the village!"

A scarlet blood moon hung overhead, and the shadows of the trees were baring fangs and claws, constantly approaching the four people who were running for their lives on the road.

Ming Zhang held a slowly burning paper talisman in one hand and a hatchet in the other. He drove away the Liu couple, took Sang Que and escaped from the Liu family's earthen house through the back window and ran to the main road of the village.

Several people followed closely with Ming Zhang as the center. Three meters behind them was rolling black fog. Countless pairs of black fog ghost claws were rushing forward, approaching with a creepy chill.

The dark blue handprint on Sang Que's wrist was painful, and she was worried, not knowing what to do.

The wind was howling incessantly, and Sangque discovered that although the Liu couple were old and had cried so much that they were limp all over, it did not affect them at all and they could run as fast as Mingzhang.

The people here are probably used to this situation. They won't scream or shout when they encounter evil spirits. They know that they can only survive by running fast.

Sangque looked around secretly while running. There was a dirt road under his feet and low and dilapidated earthen houses on both sides. It looked like a backward small village.

The doors of every household were closed. There were a few sounds of dogs barking before, but now no sound could be heard.

Judging from the surrounding environment, to the clothes and accents of Ming Zhang and his companions, as well as their descriptions of their perception of evil spirits and their behavioral reactions, this place is most likely not her original world, but another ancient world.

"damn it!"

Ming Zhang suddenly cursed angrily. Less than two minutes after he ran out, the talisman paper in his hand had burned more than half, and the burning speed was getting faster and faster. The black fog behind him had already pressed to two meters away.

They would soon be enveloped in the black mist, unable to escape.

Thinking of this, Ming Zhang turned around without hesitation and kicked the old man from the Liu family.

The old man from the Liu family was already thin and weak, and was caught off guard and kicked more than a meter away.

"Her father!"

The old woman of the Liu family screamed and rushed over crying.

Sang Que opened his eyes in shock and froze in place.

Ming Zhang stepped back quickly with a fierce look in his eyes. As the light from the talisman paper faded away, the black fog that was not far behind him suddenly engulfed the Liu couple.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The screams were deafening, accompanied by the sound of flesh and bones being torn apart.

A large amount of blood flowed out from the edge of the black fog, bright red and glaring.

"You are looking for death, hurry up and catch up!"

Ming Zhang shouted angrily at Sang Que. Sang Que's face was gloomy. He clenched his fists secretly, turned around and followed Ming Zhang.

"Sure enough!"

Seeing that the burning of the talisman paper in his hand slowed down, Ming Zhang was secretly happy. He glanced at the black fog behind him. Because it was engulfing the Liu couple, the pursuit speed slowed down and they were pulled away by a distance of five meters.

Ming Zhang saw Sang Que's gloomy face and contemptuous eyes, and spat in his heart.

If he hadn't brought these two old immortals with him, they would never have been able to escape from the evil fog. Why are they pretending to be so noble!
The two ran like this for about two minutes, and in the darkness, a small blue brick courtyard appeared in sight.

Mingzhang still has a little bit of talisman left, so it will be no problem for him to reach the small blue brick courtyard.

"See where that evil spirit is?" Ming Zhang said quickly to Sang Que.

Sang Que looked back and saw that the black fog had already chased her to a place three meters away. She could not see the ghost child, but the dark blue handprint on her arm was becoming increasingly cold and bone-chilling.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind behind his ears. Mingzhang took advantage of Sangque turning his head and swung the hatchet at Sangque's neck from his blind spot and a very close position.

By killing Sang Que, he can get the treasure from Sang Que without worrying about his master taking it all. He can also drag Sang Que's newly dead body to his master to report, thus killing two birds with one stone!
Thinking of this, Ming Zhang couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of madness.

The sound of breaking wind came from behind his head, and Sang Que's eyes flashed.

Snapped!
Ming Zhang's hand was clamped in mid-air by Sang Que who was prepared.

Ming Zhang stared in shock!

Sang Que stepped back sideways and threw Ming Zhang to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, leaving him face up.

Then, the fruit knife pierced Mingzhang's palm and nailed his entire palm to the ground.

"Scumbag!"

Sang Que uttered two words lightly, and the whole process was smooth and completed in one go.

After all, Sangque had already rehearsed it many times in his mind.

Ming Zhang was so shocked that he was stunned for a moment, and then the severe pain made him scream.

"Ahhh! You bitch!!!" Ming Zhang's eyes were bloodshot and he cursed crazily.

Sang Que had a blank expression on his face, and he had no sympathy at all for this cruel and ruthless man.

She saw a blue book in Ming Zhang's arms, and put it in his pocket along with the purse on his waist. She picked up the remaining talisman paper on the ground, turned around and ran without hesitation.

As long as the talisman paper is lit, it will work no matter who holds it.

"You bitch! Come back here! Bitch! Bitch!"

Ming Zhang screamed in fear. Seeing the black fog getting closer and closer to him, he endured the pain, pulled his hand out of the ground, and crawled away.

But Sang Que had already gone far away, and without the protection of the talisman light, the black fog swallowed him mercilessly, just like it swallowed up the Liu couple.

Hearing Mingzhang's screams from behind, Sangque frowned, and resolutely crossed the Taoist temple and ran towards the path outside the village. After coming here inexplicably and experiencing the previous events, Sangque knew that whether she was chased by the evil spirit or followed Mingzhang to see his master, she would definitely die. She had seen through Mingzhang's calculating eyes.

But now, how can she survive?

"Find out the killing formula of that ghost boy?"

Thinking of the dark blue handprint on her wrist, Sang Que felt that it was useless to understand the laws. The ghost child had marked her and would definitely kill her.

Dead end!

A feeling of despair and powerlessness arose spontaneously, and Sangque slowly stopped. Under the huge blood-red full moon, outside the village, golden wheat fields stretched as far as the eye could see.

rustle!

The wheat waves rise and fall, with depth and shallowness interweaving.

A tattered scarecrow stood in the middle of the wheat field. Suddenly, it turned 180 degrees, and its featureless face faced the mulberry bird.

Black shadows like paper ashes flew out from all over the wheat field, gathering into thin and long human figures with twisted limbs, stumbling towards her.

Sang Que's breathing quickened, his heart pounded, and he quickly walked away from the wheat field. The talisman paper in his hand burned out, and the black fog was right behind him, less than two meters away.

She can't escape!

Thinking of her disabled mother who was still waiting for her to come home, without her protection and care, her mother would have a hard time living alone. No matter what, she couldn't die here.

A surge of courage burst out from the bottom of his heart. Sang Que's eyes turned red. He gritted his teeth and decided to fight!
The last ray of light on the talisman paper disappeared. Sang Que pulled off the talisman money from his neck, wrapped the red rope around his fingers, placed the copper coins in his palm, turned around and looked at the black fog approaching.

Countless pairs of misty ghost hands waved wildly, almost catching Sangque.

The chilly breath made her hair stand on end, her whole body stiffened, and a huge sense of panic grew uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the chilly feeling behind him intensified, and Sang Que turned around again.

The ghost boy with empty eyes stood behind her, expressionless, raised his head, and stared at her quietly.

There was an arm under the ghost child's right shoulder that did not belong to her. It was very long and hung to the ground, like the sleeve of a Taoist robe.

Sang Que's eyes felt stinging and tears of blood flowed. The ghost boy approached step by step, and countless blue-black hands stretched out from the hole in his abdomen.

Just when those hands were about to touch Sangque, she raised her right hand, pointed the talisman money at the ghost child, and quickly recited the spell on it.

"Thunder, thunder, kill the ghosts and subdue the spirits... obey the command of the Supreme Lord Laozi!"

"Edict!"

As the last word fell, a blood-red light burst out from the square hole in the center of the coin, stirring up a gust of wind that instantly engulfed everything around it.

The black fog disappeared and the strong wind stopped.

The black shadow in the wheat field lost its target and turned into ashes and scattered again. The eerie scarecrow stood alone under the bloody moonlight.

The wheat waves are rolling and the sound of rustling is heard.

There was no one around, as if nothing had happened.

*
In the early morning, the cock crows three times.

When the first ray of morning light shone into Heishan Village, villagers ran out of their houses and found the horrific bodies of the Liu couple and Ming Zhang outside.

Mingzhang is Yan Daozi's apprentice, and Yan Daozi is like the patron saint of Heishan Village.

Without Yan Daozi, the government would not send anyone to guard a mountain village like Heishan Village. Even if everyone died at the hands of evil spirits, no one would care.

The villagers immediately went to inform Yan Daozi, thinking that Yan Daozi would be furious and kill people to vent his anger.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the corpse, Yan Daozi's face turned pale, and a hint of worry and panic appeared between his brows.

"I didn't expect this Yin Tong to come so quickly."

Yan Daozi was dressed like a Taoist priest, had a haggard appearance, a goatee, and a strong stench of corpse.

He obviously knew Yin Tong's origin and was very afraid of him.

However, at this moment, the evil spirit he controlled did not sense the slightest trace of the Yin child's aura around him, but the tragic condition of the corpse was unmistakable.

"Weird!"

Who could possibly exorcise this evil boy that even the Evil Suppression Bureau couldn't handle?

When Yan Daozi saw the fruit knife stuck in Mingzhang's right hand, he raised his brows slightly and pulled out the fruit knife to check.

The knife had a wooden handle and a blade that was as shiny as snow, so bright that you could see through it, clearer than a bronze mirror. The blade was also very sharp. It was not made of iron, but was made of a material he had never seen before.

There must have been someone else here last night!
"Did you see Ming Zhang with anyone last night?"

Yan Daozi asked the onlookers, and they all shook their heads. Due to the influence of the evil fog, they only heard some noises last night but did not see anyone.

"Could it be...she appeared again?"

Yan Daozi thought of something, his eyes lit up, and then he gave orders to the villagers.

"From now on, carefully patrol the village and outside the village, and report any strangers immediately if you find them."

Yan Daozi put away the fruit knife and left without noticing that among the villagers, there was a man with a frown on his face and a strange look on his face.

(End of this chapter)