Chapter 428 Ashes to dust

As a Hunan warlord, Marshal Cao Yuanzhang was one of the most powerful warlords in the area.

There are more than thousands of fully armed troops under his command, ready to go at any time.

If we count in some unqualified subordinates, we can even form a large army of over ten thousand people in a short period of time.

In several nearby towns, Marshal Cao is the local emperor who has the final say.

Some time ago, his new ninth concubine, Qianwen, had just been buried, but her grave was dug up by tomb robbers.

This made Marshal Cao, who was already drinking to drown his sorrows over Qianwen's death, fly into a rage the moment he heard the news.

He gave a direct order, asking his adjutant to lead his men to impose martial law throughout the city.

Start searching for clues door to door!
The hotel is one of the places that we focus on screening.

As it happened, Song Ren made too much noise and it was impossible for him not to be discovered.

……

1F, Hotel Lobby
Marshal Cao was sitting on the sofa in military uniform, looking very majestic.

His feet in military boots were placed on the edge of the coffee table, and he looked straight ahead at the group of people being escorted down one by one by his subordinates.

Master Qian, Master Wu, and Afa.

Song Ren, zombie.

As well as the tomb robber Wangcai, and the half-human, half-corpse Ninth Concubine Qianwen who followed behind Wangcai and performed exactly the same movements.

Previously, in order to get rid of her, Wangcai designed to hang her on the clothes hanger.

Now after the search, the half-human, half-corpse Qianwen was also brought down.

When Marshal Cao noticed Qianwen's bright and charming face, he sat up straight and couldn't help but murmured, "Qianwen~!"

Then he reacted, his face turned stern, and he said:
"It turns out that you, the Maoshan Taoist priests, teamed up with the grave robbers to rob my ninth concubine's tomb. You are so bold!"

"adjutant!"

"Have!"

"Drag them out and shoot them all!"

"Yes!"

The thin adjutant standing by had shifty eyes, but was very observant.

He turned around and waved to the several armed subordinates who were in charge of guarding the man, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

It was said that everyone in the field would be shot as soon as they came down.

Qian and Wu's expressions changed immediately.

Fortunately, Afa, a disciple of Master Qian, was a little smarter and quickly said, "Marshal, wait a minute!"

Marshal Cao's breath still smelled of alcohol: "Hmm? You are about to die, what else is there to say?"

Ah Fa pretended to be calm and explained the strange state of Ninth Concubine Qian Wen, who was half human and half corpse.

The tone was full of flattery and ingratiation.

At the end, he concluded: "Marshal, the most urgent task now is for us, the master and the disciple, to work together and perform the spell together. Only in this way will we have a chance to revive the last glimmer of hope of the Ninth Concubine."

Marshal Cao didn't understand any Maoshan magic, but the dead ninth concubine Qianwen was now standing in front of him alive, which was indeed a bit magical.

Although he was confused by what he heard, he still suppressed some of his anger when he thought of his new concubine.

He turned his head to the side and asked, "Adjutant, is that so?"

"..." The adjutant rolled his eyes and could only cooperate perfunctorily: "Marshal, what he said seems to make some sense."

Seeing this, Marshal Cao nodded thoughtfully.

Then he glanced at the others and said in a bad tone, "Since only the two of you, master and disciple, are enough, then drag the others out and shoot them!"

Next to him, Master Wu became anxious when he heard this:

"Hey! Wait, Marshal, the Ninth Concubine is in a very bad condition. My brother and nephew alone may not be able to save her life."

"For something like this, of course I need to help out so that I have a better chance of success."

Marshal Cao asked suspiciously, "Is that so?"

The adjutant was confused and thought: I don’t understand either.

He subconsciously looked at Master Qian.

Although Master Qian was not on good terms with his junior fellow apprentice, he was not willing to watch him die in front of him, so he said reluctantly:
"Marshal, the Ninth Concubine is only hanging on to her last breath. The half-human, half-corpse state cannot last long. If we want to revive her completely, we really need more people to help us, and we can have more control."

Upon hearing this, Marshal Cao's gaze finally fell on Song Ren and the zombie, staring at them and asking, "What about you two? What use are you two?"

The zombies are motionless.

Song Ren was the same. He didn't want to waste too much time dealing with such local warlord forces.

However, he was also considering whether to support the adjutant or let the female ghost Xiaoli possess Marshal Cao.

Therefore, during the pause, Marshal Cao had already spoken.

He always felt that there was something wrong with this silent guy, so from the beginning, he kept a distance from him.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, he immediately said, "Adjutant!"

"Have!"

"Drag these two redundant ones out and shoot them!"

"Yes!"

"……and many more!"

This time, it was Master Qian who persuaded them to stop in a hurry.

Although until now, he still hasn't figured out where the other party came from.

But he couldn't just watch his fellow comrades being slaughtered indiscriminately by the warlords right under his nose.

If you can help within your ability, you should help.

Master Qian coughed and said, "Marshal, this fellow Taoist is also one of our colleagues. We also need to borrow some of his strength for the matter of the Ninth Concubine."

Marshal Cao: “Really?”

Master Qian: "It's absolutely true. The zombie next to him is enough to prove it."

Marshal Cao: "Then why doesn't he ask for mercy himself?"

"..."

This really stumped Master Qian.

He could only wink at Song Ren secretly, indicating that he should speak a few words to the Marshal, at least to give him a way out.

However, Song Ren pretended not to see it.

He took a step forward.

The next moment, the soldiers around him immediately raised their rifles and pointed them at him.

Song Ren stopped and turned around to casually glance at the ninth concubine Qianwen.

Then he said to Marshal Cao: "Marshal, she is just a dead person, why bother saving her?"

When Marshal Cao heard this, the smell of alcohol on his body immediately dissipated a little, his face changed color, and he said:

"Asshole! How dare you!"

"My ninth concubine is alive and well now, how dare you say she is dead!"

Song Ren raised his eyebrows: "Tsk, your tone, if you don't know, you would think you are infatuated."

Marshal Cao stood up suddenly and took out a revolver.

From a distance, he aimed at Song Ren's head, glared at him and shouted, "Damn you, you troublemaker. If you have the guts, say it again!"

Song Ren said, "General, you forced her to marry you, and she committed suicide on her wedding night to protect her reputation."

"Now that she's dead, it would be best to let her go free. Why bother trying to keep her here?"

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

Seeing that he dared to continue speaking and did not take his words seriously at all, Marshal Cao became angrier and angrier as he listened.

But the angrier he got, the calmer his mind became.

The other party dared to face countless gunshots and still remained so calm.

This made him feel uneasy for no reason.

But with the gun in hand, Marshal Cao chose to trust himself more, and angrily shouted with red eyes:
"You stinky Taoist priest, you have no right to interfere in my affairs!"

Seeing that the situation in the hall was about to explode, Master Qian made a final attempt and said, "Marshal, please calm down!"

Marshal Cao immediately glared and shouted, "I'm calm, you're paralyzed!"

After yelling, he took another step back and shouted, "Adjutant!"

"Have!"

"Execute him right here!"

"Yes!" The adjutant raised his chin to his subordinates with guns.

These ruffians were no longer surprised by the loss of human life.

He immediately straightened the rifle, but when he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly realized that the finger on the trigger could not move.

In the air, faint black and red blood lines were stretching very long, extending to the spears around.

"what are these?"

"what!"

"What's going on? I can't pull the trigger!"

Panicked voices rang out, and the soldiers around became a little agitated by this inexplicable situation.

Afterwards, a crack appeared on the palm of Song Ren's hand, and more and more black and red liquid, as if filled with blood-red sea water, poured out from the crack in the space on his palm.

Just the edges and corners of the twin ghosts' energy suddenly caused the temperature of the entire hall to drop sharply.

Gusts of sinister wind!

Marshal Cao was in a panic and immediately shouted, "Shoot, shoot quickly, shoot him immediately!"

The soldiers nearby were unable to pull the trigger, but some soldiers farther away were not affected.

When these people heard the order, they raised their guns and started shooting in panic.

Bang bang bang bang——

The sound of intense gunfire continued in the lobby.

In a very short time, the sharp metal bullets rushed towards Song Ren from all directions!

But before they hit him, the bullets were pierced into a string one by one by the suddenly opened black and red blood lines.

The bullet hovered in the blood-stained air.

In the huge hotel lobby, the dense blood lines seemed to have life, and the deep red color kept flowing.

The blood lines floated and swam up and down, looking strange and creepy.

……

At this moment, Qian and Wu were also shocked by this scene.

Originally, they thought that Song Ren was a Taoist like themselves, and at the very least they should be in the same profession.

But the scene happening now made them realize that something was wrong!
Master Wu took two steps back and said, "Mr. Qian, something is wrong. Why is there such a huge evil aura here? It's like a ghost is causing trouble."

Master Qian also had a serious expression on his face: "...It is raising a ghost, and it is a very evil ghost!"

The words have just been spoken.

The twin ghosts slowly emerged from the blood that was flooding the ground.

Amid the blood-red ground, two red figures emerged.

Red skirt, bloodshot clothes, black hair and red eyes.

Almost identical paper-white delicate faces.

After he appeared, a surge of murderous energy surged like the sea, almost completely drowning the consciousness of anyone who saw him.

Master Qian bit his lips and teeth, coming back to his senses from the extreme fear:

"Oh my god! Where on earth did this person come from? Is he a twin evil spirit? Moreover, his evil spirit is so fierce... We are in big trouble!"

Master Wu was a little scared, and didn't care about the dispute with his senior brother, and asked: "What should we do now?"

Master Qian also looked hesitant.

He had already witnessed Song Ren's skills before, and now he had the help of these terrifying twin ghosts.

If something unexpected happens, there might not be a single living person left in the entire town!

The consequences are too serious.

After hesitating for a while, Master Qian stood up and tried to say, "Daoyou, raising ghosts is not a matter of..."

But before he could finish the second half of his words of persuasion, Song Ren turned around and gave him a scornful look.

With just one look, all the words he had prepared to persuade people to be good were blocked in his throat.

At that moment just now, Song Ren, who was accompanied by twin ghosts, felt an extremely strong sense of oppression at a glance.

When I met those eyes, I felt as if I was facing fate.

Damn, how could it be so scary!
Master Qian stammered several times, but he was still oppressed by fear and could not make a sound, with beads of sweat already oozing from his forehead.

"The surname is Qian, Senior Brother Qian, Senior Brother?!"

I heard the anxious voice of my junior fellow apprentice.

When Master Qian came to his senses, he found that he had been standing there in a daze.

The clothes on his back were soaked, his legs felt weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

Master Wu ignored the conflict between the two parties and supported him, saying, "How are you?"

Master Qian swallowed his saliva and said, "No, it's okay."

When he looked up, he saw that Song Ren had turned around and walked towards Marshal Cao, whose face was full of fear.

Follow his footsteps.

The blood in the hall was like a roiling ocean, suppressing everyone so much that they had difficulty breathing.

The twin ghosts just followed Song Ren silently on both sides, and under their blood-stained red skirts, they laughed softly like silver bells:
"Benevolence."

"Kill them all...?"

A female accent that is crisp, ethereal, yet has a slight accent.

The words that were spoken made everyone present tremble uncontrollably.

Song Ren shook his head.

Then he stood in front of Marshal Cao.

Marshal Cao was almost kneeling down under the pressure of the overwhelming blood energy. He raised his head tremblingly: "You, are you a human or a ghost?"

Song Ren did not give him any answer, but said goodbye in the end: "General, dust to dust, ashes to ashes."

Since you like your ninth concubine so much, go down and accompany her in person.

The twin ghosts suddenly spoke:
"Benevolence."

"He's dirty."

"Let us, come."

Song Ren didn't mind it too much, he simply put his hand down and took a step back.

Then, the twin ghosts opened their blood-red peach blossom eyes wide.

His eyes were cold as he looked at Marshal Cao, whose face was filled with fear.

At this point, Marshal Cao was completely sober from the last bit of drunkenness, and the arrogance that was deeply rooted in his bones could no longer be held back.

His knees went weak and he suddenly knelt down and begged for mercy.

However, all the sounds were held back in the throat the next moment.

Under the gaze of the twin ghosts' jade-like eyes, Marshal Cao's entire head began to turn slowly backwards unnaturally.

Right inside the hall, everyone was staring at him with wide eyes.

Marshal Cao's head turned completely without any warning.

Click!
It twisted all the way backwards and more than a full turn.

Finally, it fell weakly in front of its chest, with its head drooped, and it no longer looked angry.

But the entire neck had been twisted into a knot, with the skin, flesh and bones all twisted together.

Song Ren stood aside, watching Marshal Cao's tragic death indifferently, without any unnecessary sympathy.

Warlords in troubled times are not worthy of sympathy.

What's more, this Marshal Cao is not a good person.

In comparison, the fact that the twin ghosts could break a person's neck with just a glance was somewhat beyond his expectations.

The twin ghosts' growth rate is not much slower than his own.

Kind of outrageous!

However, compared to his feelings.

The rest of the people in the hall were so frightened that their hair stood on end.

The soldiers were even more panicked.

As a ragtag group of troops, this group of people doesn't have much cohesion.

Especially when Marshal Cao had his neck twisted horribly right under everyone's eyes, the scene was so shocking that the only thought in their minds was to escape.

However, the twin ghosts' blood was too strong, spreading throughout the entire hall, making it difficult for the ordinary soldiers present to even move, let alone escape.

(End of this chapter)

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