Chapter 56: Hey, I Have An Idea
Feng Yuli couldn’t help but ask Nan Yuanman: “So casually? Won’t you fight for him a bit more? It’s at least… a human life.”
“Why should I fight for him? He did wrong, so he has to bear the consequences.” Nan Yuanman looked at Feng Yuli puzzledly.
Moreover, Huang Xueyan was a weasel spirit. According to Lin Chenyi’s account, when he killed her, she left no corpse. Without a corpse, human laws couldn’t be used to sentence him.
So it could only be left to Heaven’s laws to judge.
Lin Chenyi’s legs went weak, his face full of fear, almost kneeling before Nan Yuanman.
Shen Mengjie let out a huge sigh of relief, her body and mind relaxing. Great, she could live.
Huang Xueyan hadn’t expected Nan Yuanman to say that. She was stunned for a moment, but her brows didn’t relax. She tentatively said: “If I really kill him, you won’t use exorcising demons as an excuse to take me out after I do, right?”
Nan Yuanman widened her eyes, her short chubby finger pointing at herself: “Me? You mean me? Am I such a morally bankrupt person?”
This was slander, slander!
“You’re not.” Huang Xueyan sneered, then changed the subject: “But people in your line of work all have dirty hearts.”
“Who knows if you’re running a sting operation.”
Nan Yuanman asked innocently with a blank face: “Um, what does sting operation mean?”
Huang Xueyan, caught up in her emotions, looked at the five-year-old little brat and fell silent: “…”
Oh, she forgot. This little Taoist priest was different from those cunning ones she’d met before. She was only five.
Lin Chenyi broke down and said: “No… you can’t do this. I didn’t mean to… I-I didn’t want to kill you either.”
He grabbed Nan Yuanman’s dangling little foot in panic and fear: “Aren’t you a Taoist priest? Isn’t a Taoist priest’s duty to exorcise demons and uphold righteousness? How can you let her kill me!”
Nan Yuanman blinked her watery eyes innocently: “Who said I’m a Taoist priest? I’m not.”
“I’m just a coffin maker.”
She tilted her head: “Big brother, do you want to order a coffin? My coffins are high quality and cheap! Very affordable, I can give you a 9.99% discount oh.”
Lin Chenyi: “…”
He broke down even more: “Then why didn’t you say so earlier! Why did you act like you were so powerful!!”
Making him trust her so much!
“You didn’t ask either. I’m a coffin maker, and being powerful doesn’t conflict with that.” Nan Yuanman said confidently.
Huang Xueyan sneered as she approached Lin Chenyi: “Stop struggling. Give up. Here, no one can save you.”
Lin Chenyi kept backing away: “No… no!!”
He clutched his abdomen, turned, and ran. Huang Xueyan’s tail behind her suddenly lengthened, wrapping around Lin Chenyi’s waist and yanking him back, smashing him heavily to the ground.
Lin Chenyi groaned in pain. As he struggled wretchedly to keep running, Huang Xueyan was already in front of him, her claw stepping on his chest.
Huang Xueyan’s eyes were bloodshot. She raised her claw to stab toward his chest.
At this critical moment, Nan Yuanman spoke up: “Wait!”
Huang Xueyan paused, her face grim as she looked at Nan Yuanman: “You still want to stop me?”
“Not really.” Nan Yuanman scratched her head: “It’s just, if you kill him, your century of cultivation will be completely wasted. Are you willing?”
Monsters’ cultivation is harsh. Not only can they not harm people, they must help them. During the tribulation, they must pass three trials to finally seek official recognition.
Huang Xueyan had passed the first three trials but failed at seeking official recognition.
If she killed Lin Chenyi, all her hard-earned cultivation would be gone, and she’d even lose the chance to reincarnate, becoming a lonesome ghost and eventually dissipating between heaven and earth.
“If I don’t kill him, I won’t be content.” Huang Xueyan said hatefully.
“I have another idea. Want to hear it?” Nan Yuanman twisted her little body, struggling down from Feng Yuli’s arms. She waddled on her short legs to Huang Xueyan and Lin Chenyi.
Nan Yuanman pointed at Lin Chenyi, who was still shaken: “He owes you a life. If he wants to live, make him transfer his merit and fortune to you, and worship you for a century.”
“During the worship period, you don’t need to protect him. As long as you receive his century of incense, the karma between you will be settled.”
“What do you think of this idea?”
Before Huang Xueyan could speak, Lin Chenyi eagerly said: “Yes! I agree! I agree!”
As long as he could live, he’d even be willing to eat shit!
“Huang Xueyan… no! Great Immortal Huang! I’m willing to worship you for a century. I absolutely won’t let you suffer any more grievances! Please spare me this once! Spare my dog life!” Lin Chenyi shouted at Huang Xueyan.
Huang Xueyan narrowed her eyes. The claws on his chest extended fingernails, slowly approaching his neck. She asked meaningfully: “You really willing to worship me for a century? Transfer your merit and fortune to me?”
“Willing! I really am! A hundred times willing!” Lin Chenyi looked terrified at the sharp fingernails, his voice trembling.
“Fine, I agree to this idea!” Huang Xueyan chuckled lowly and decisively retracted her claw from Lin Chenyi’s chest.
Shen Mengjie, who had been quietly watching like background, had a flash of regret in her eyes, which Lin Chenyi caught.
Lin Chenyi felt a surge of hatred inside. He pointed at Shen Mengjie: “She’s also one of the culprits who killed you. Great Immortal Huang, you must not let her go!”
Shen Mengjie shouted in panic: “Lin Chenyi! Are you tm even a man!”
“I don’t have to be!” Lin Chenyi went all out.
Why should only he live in fear and be punished? This bitch Shen Mengjie had to go to hell with him!
“Almost forgot about you too.” Huang Xueyan elegantly licked her claw, her eyes cold: “In that case, you’ll be the same as Lin Chenyi.”
“You two, neither can escape.”
“Great!” Nan Yuanman nodded and decisively pulled out the bowl, rice, incense, and such from her small shoulder bag, placing them on the ground.
She poured the rice back into the bowl and held it out to Lin Chenyi and Shen Mengjie: “Come, drip a drop of blood from your fingertip into it.”
Lin Chenyi decisively bit his fingertip and dripped a drop in.
Shen Mengjie was full of reluctance: “I’m not doing it! It wasn’t me who urged him to push you…”
“You don’t have to. Then when sister Huang Xueyan comes for you later, I won’t care oh.” Nan Yuanman said good-naturedly.
Shen Mengjie looked up and saw Huang Xueyan’s cold eyes. Her body shivered. She pursed her lips, bit her fingertip, and dripped a drop of blood in.
The fingertip blood dyed the rice red. Nan Yuanman offered the red rice to Huang Xueyan.
The contract was thus established.
Huang Xueyan’s illusory soul body gradually solidified. She squinted her eyes in comfort.
In contrast, Lin Chenyi and Shen Mengjie’s faces worsened.
Nan Yuanman warned Huang Xueyan: “During the contract, you can’t harm others’ lives either, or Heaven’s laws won’t spare you.”
Huang Xueyan nodded solemnly: “I know.”
She was unlucky too. If she’d met a normal person back then who said she looked human, she’d have passed the seeking official recognition trial.
Who would’ve thought she’d run into a brainless one like Lin Chenyi…
Nan Yuanman rummaged in her cloth bag and pulled out two wooden puppies with red cloth strips tied around their necks.
She scratched her head: “Grandpa didn’t carve me a weasel. I only have these… Make do? Use these as the worship vessels to take you home for worship.”
Huang Xueyan: “…Fine”
She reluctantly possessed one of the wooden puppies.
Nan Yuanman handed the two wooden puppies to Lin Chenyi and Shen Mengjie respectively.
As soon as Lin Chenyi put away the wooden puppy, he suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen. Looking down, the previously bandaged wound was bleeding out.
He rolled his eyes: “I… I need a doctor.”
With that, his head lolled, and he fainted directly.
Shen Mengjie, grim-faced, didn’t stay longer. Without even glancing at him, she left directly.
Feng Yuli, who had watched the whole drama, kindly called a doctor for him.
Watching as Lin Chenyi was carried away by the doctor, he curiously asked the little brat: “This matter is settled just like that?”
“Mm-hm.” Nan Yuanman nodded. As she was about to put away the bowl, a nurse’s scolding voice suddenly rang out.
“Hey! You there! No burning incense or paper in the hospital!”
Nan Yuanman shivered, quickly packed up the things, and turned to run.
This turn, her little head bumped right into an oncoming group of people.
Jiang Junsheng hadn’t expected this kid to suddenly rush at him. He quickly stopped and reached out to grab the child who was about to fall backward.
The moment he saw her face, Jiang Junsheng froze for an instant, his sword brows slowly furrowing: “You’re… Nan Yuanman?”
“Why are you in the hospital?”
Jiang Junsheng recalled the telephone Jiang Xinxin had called him last night. His face gradually cooled, his gaze scrutinizing: “You asked Xin Xin about my whereabouts and followed me here on purpose?”
