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Chapter 305: Tongtian Ru

"You really got it done?"

"Really, Uncle Master!"

“Is that guy good?”

"How should I put it? It gives me a feeling... average!"

Hearing this, Taoist Simu, who was walking at the front of the customer line and shaking the Sanqing Bell, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: Why do I feel that there seems to be something wrong with this statement?

After walking a little further, Taoist Simu said again: "I still can't figure out why you are so powerful at such a young age."

Hong Chen thought about it and said, "Maybe it's talent?"

"Tsk! Are you kidding me?" Taoist Simu curled his lips and said, "There are many talented people in this world, but have you ever seen anyone who can beat the Ghost King at the age of ten?"

Hong Chen had no way to refute and could only keep silent.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. He pulled the small quilt around him, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

In his mind, countless golden lines of various lengths, shapes and postures floated in a pure white void. As his thoughts turned, these lines would instantly combine and grow into a complete talisman.

Looks familiar, right?
That’s right, this is the [Tongtian Lu], from Under One Person.

The reward for killing Ksitigarbha Ghost King.

There is no need to set up an altar, circulate Qi, or do any preparation in advance, but people can draw talismans at will, and a large number of talismans can be drawn in a very short time.

The essence of talismans is an imitation of the great principles of heaven and earth, or a borrowing of the power of immortals and gods.

Therefore, the preparation work before drawing talismans, although cumbersome, is very necessary, and the process of drawing talismans also has too many details. Every stroke, even a dot, has its own unique rules.

From this we can see that the convenience and lethality that a miraculous skill like the Tongtian Lu brings in other worlds must be extraordinary just by imagination.

The next morning, when the sun was about to rise, the two men sent the guests to the charity cemetery outside Taishan Town for temporary storage.

The person guarding the charity cemetery was a hunchbacked old man who smelled strongly of dry tobacco and had short hair that had turned completely white.

Taoist Simu brought the clients into the room, lit a stick of incense for each corpse, then put down the soul-guiding lamp and bent over to fill it with lamp oil.

This action also allowed the hunchbacked old man guarding the charity cemetery to see his appearance clearly.

The old man frowned, tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked, "Hey, you... have you been to Taishan Town before?"

Simu turned to look at him, his face full of helplessness: "Old sir, I come here quite often, at least once a month. Why do you say it as if you remember me for the first time?"

Hong Chen heard his words and couldn't help but laugh.

The old man just grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, glanced at Hong Chen, and said, "A while ago, a few Taoist priests came to the home of Mr. Tan Baiwan in the town and said that they found the ghost, but in the end they couldn't agree on the price, so the Taoist priests just left. Is it you?"

Hong Chen nodded: "Yes. How did you know?"

"Hehe, after you left, Tan Baiwan saw a ghost, so of course he didn't dare to continue living in that house. But he didn't just abandon the house. Instead, he asked around and found many Taoist priests or monks from different sects to perform rituals to exorcise the evil spirits."

Simu was curious: "Oh? Is it solved now?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, “If the problem had been solved, this old senior wouldn’t have asked us.”

"Hey, you're really a smart kid." The old man looked approving, raised his pipe and took two puffs before saying, "Some of those Taoists and monks, I can tell at a glance that they are just liars pretending to be gods. Although the rest have some real skills, they are still not able to deal with the ghosts in Tan Baiwan's house. I heard there are six or seven ghosts in total?"

Hong Chen: “Six.”

"Well, this is a whole family! They were buried well in the ground, but someone built a house over their heads. How could they not have a lot of resentment? Now, every day that pressure increases, the resentment increases. If the problem is not solved for a long time, do you think those ghosts will be able to escape from the confines of their graves?"

Simu nodded: "That's right, but I think they can leave now. It's just that they are afraid and dare not harm anyone at will, so they only attack the people in the Yangzhai above, and they only move them from the bed to under the bed. This is already the lightest result."

"Yeah, that makes sense! Tan Baiwan was able to solve the problem by finding so many people, so he also spread the word, asking the people in our Taishan Town to keep an eye out for you guys passing by again. If we find you, we'll take you to find Tan Baiwan, and you can get ten taels of silver."

Hearing this, Simu glanced at Hong Chen, and when he saw him nod, he said, "Old senior, don't worry, these ten taels of silver belong to you, and no one can take it away."

"Okay, okay, then I'll take you to find Tan Baiwan now!" The old man put down his pipe and was about to turn around.

Hong Chen hurriedly dissuaded him: "Old senior, you should take a rest. We can go find him ourselves. We will bring the money to you by the way."

After leaving the charity cemetery, the two entered Taishan Town, and soon they met local people who came up to talk to them.

After politely declining, Simu went into a breakfast shop and ordered two bowls of wontons.

The hot wontons dispelled the dampness and coldness of the early morning.

Before he finished eating, he saw Tan Baiwan walking quickly towards him, surrounded by a group of people. When he saw Hong Chen, his eyes obviously brightened several times.

He approached and bowed with both hands.

"Two Taoist priests, I have been waiting for a long time."

He had never seen Taoist Simu, so he said there were two of them, but his eyes were only on Hong Chen.

As a successful businessman with a fortune of millions, he would not look down on Hong Chen because of his age. After all, as the old saying goes, when traveling in the martial arts world, you should be most careful of three types of people: monks, the disabled, and children.

Hong Chen alone has two of them, which can be considered a good buff.

What's more, the situation at that time was that Hong Chen found six ghosts by himself and finally escaped unscathed.

Seeing where his eyes were going, Master Simu said nothing, but just lowered his head and ate happily.

Hong Chen put down his chopsticks and said, "Master Tan, let me be frank. I will not change the price. If you still don't want to, then my answer will remain the same as before."

After these words were spoken, Tan Baiwan's face froze slightly.

"Master, I know you are not the kind of person who would leave people in danger without helping them. You just think that I have more wealth, so you ask me for more money. Is that right?"

"Yes, Mr. Tan is quite straightforward."

"Haha, how dare I pretend to be ignorant in front of such a great man like you?" He paused and said, "Master, to be honest, I only spent thirty thousand taels to build my house, but you asked for one hundred thousand taels, which is really too much. Let me put it more directly. This hundred thousand taels of silver is enough for me to choose another place, buy land and build a new house. Don't you think so?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Mr. Tan is indeed a businessman. He weighed the pros and cons right away and hit the nail on the head!"

Tan Baiwan smiled and waved his hands: "I dare not, I dare not. I really invite you sincerely, so if the Taoist priest is willing to help, I will immediately offer you 10,000 taels of silver, and donate another 10,000 taels to repair Taishan Town or help the poor and the weak, and accumulate good karma. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Master Simu, who had been eating hard, suddenly raised his head and looked at Tan Baiwan with an unfriendly look.

However, Tan Baiwan still maintained a kind smile and acted very humble.

But what he said just now was clearly an attempt to force him.

A reward of ten thousand taels of silver is enough to arouse the jealousy of ordinary people.

The other ten thousand taels are used to win people's hearts.

If Hong Chen accepted it, some people would inevitably say that he took the ten thousand taels too unfairly.

If he refused, he would be in even more trouble. Those who could have benefited from the ten thousand taels would not let him off even with words.

Turning my eyes outward, sure enough, the expressions of many onlookers or passers-by had changed.

How could Uncle Simu watch his nephew being bullied? He immediately slammed the table and stood up.

But Hong Chen was still one step faster.

The Tianwen sword placed on the table was unsheathed in an instant, and a cold light flashed, and two clusters of blood flew out.

Tan Baiwan fell to his knees with a thud, blood oozing from his knees.

Not to mention others, even Master Simu was stunned.

"Achen!!" There was a cry of surprise, with a hint of rebuke in it.

Not engaging in verbal disputes and not harming innocent people is also one of the Maoshan precepts.

"Uncle-master, please be patient." Hong Chen said soothingly and stood up.

Seeing this, the people behind Tan Baiwan who wanted to step forward to help stepped back.

Taoist priests are not scary, and children are not scary.

But a person who can act so cleanly and neatly, and cut off someone's knees without any hesitation, deserves respect.

Looking at Tan Baiwan who was screaming and terrified, Hong Chen smiled and said, "If you were a good person, you wouldn't have said those words just now."

He patted Tan Baiwan's head, and the other party couldn't help but shudder. He wanted to retreat but couldn't, and the pain in his wound made him grimace in pain.

"Just by looking at the luck above your head, I know that you have done a lot of evil in your daily life. If you haven't done any major evil, then you must have done minor evil all your life. So even if I cut your throat with that sword just now, you don't need to worry about losing your virtue. After you die, those victims will surely appear one after another, so there is no need to worry about damaging the reputation of Maoshan. So, why do you think you can threaten me?"

Tan Baiwan's face was pale and his lips were trembling.

Taoist Simu's eyes looked at Hong Chen and changed rapidly along with his words.

Not only them, but the onlookers also found it incredible to hear such words from a child.

As the blood gradually drained away, Tan Baiwan began to feel dizzy. He hurriedly said, "Master...Master, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me!"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "What are you talking about, Master Tan? As the saying goes, a small punishment is a big warning. Now that I have punished him, how can I do it again? However, do you want me to help you deal with the things in Master Tan's house?"

"Yes! Of course! Taoist Priest, please move aside. I will present the 100,000 taels to you right away. There will be absolutely no difference!"

"Very good." Hong Chen glanced at the followers behind him, "Why don't you take Mr. Tan to treat his injuries?"

A group of people then rushed up and carried Tan Baiwan back.

Simu and Hong Chen followed behind.

On the way, I saw more dust than road.

(End of this chapter)