Chapter 96: Good News, Your Dad’s Alive!
The evil ghost that had just arrived at the destination and hadn’t had time to do anything: “?”
The evil ghost reacted, roaring as it swung its sharp ghost claw at Old Master Nan’s face.
Old Master Nan smirked and tsked, slapping the evil ghost’s head with one palm, sending its entire head flying out like a mosquito smashed against the wall with a splat.
Evil ghost: “?”
What the hell is this old man’s background? How is he so strong?
The evil ghost’s head fell to the ground and rolled around, its view spinning dizzily before slowly meeting Old Master Nan’s pair of icy purple eyes.
The evil ghost suddenly felt a chill run down its spine, panic flashing across its face as it jabbered something in Siamese.
Nan Yuanman and Old Master Nan were both baffled, while Feng Yuli’s expression gradually turned strange.
Old Master Nan shook his head, opened his mouth, and directly stuffed the entire evil ghost into it, chomping away with crunching sounds before swallowing it.
What was it jabbering about? Couldn’t understand, so ate it to fill the stomach.
Evil ghost: “？!”
Didn’t they say people from China treat captives well? It had already begged for mercy, so why eat it?!
The instant the evil ghost was eaten, the black bone that Shi Hei had thrown into the ceramic basin snapped in half with a crack.
Shi Hei’s face turned deathly pale in an instant, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, his aura instantly weakening.
Xie Qingya jumped to her feet in fright and hurried over to support him: “Shi Hei? Are you okay?”
Shi Hei clutched his chest, his expression shocked, his tone full of disbelief: “The red-clothed one I sent out was actually killed?!”
Who exactly was it? With such immense power, able to slay the red-clothed one he had refined for so many years in such a short time?!
Longhu Mountain? Or Sanqing Temple? Or perhaps Bailong Temple? Could it be someone from China’s special incident handling department??
Shi Hei’s face darkened, his expression shifting endlessly. Or could it be that in the years since he left China, a new genius had emerged that he didn’t know about?
No matter how hard Shi Hei racked his brains, he couldn’t imagine that the one currently “fighting” him was just a child not yet six years old.
Xie Qingya’s usually calm expression finally showed traces of panic: “What do we do? Can Feng Congqian’s living soul be summoned back again?”
“Of course.” Shi Hei sneered, his previously nonchalant demeanor finally turning somewhat serious. No matter who was protecting Feng Congqian on the other side, they had kicked an iron plate by running into him!
If the red-clothed one couldn’t harm him, then he’d let the other side taste what it felt like to be entangled by gu worms!
Shi Hei’s fighting spirit rose as he shoved Xie Qingya aside, rummaging from the cloth bag to pull out a small red jar. Listening closely, faint rustling sounds could be heard from inside the jar.
Shi Hei opened the small jar, and a blood-colored centipede crawled out, its mouthparts opening to bite into the flesh of his thumb.
“Good child.” Shi Hei was full of indulgence, allowing the blood-colored centipede to suck his blood until it was full, then placing it into the ceramic basin, murmuring softly: “Papa was bullied. Good child, go teach the one who bullied Papa a lesson.”
“Gnaw his flesh, bind his soul, bring him before Papa. Papa will make him… wish he were dead!”
After entering the ceramic basin, the blood-colored centipede slowly crawled onto the scarecrow, wrapping its entire body around it, the insect’s form gradually fading.
On the other side.
Nan Yuanman was no longer surprised by Old Master Nan eating evil ghosts. Her intuition told her things wouldn’t end so easily, so she didn’t sit idly by.
She took out scissors and yellow paper, quickly cutting out several small paper figures, pricking her fingertip to drip blood on their heads, then dotting their eyes with it.
The small paper figures blinked their eyes and instantly came alive.
Feng Yuli watched in astonishment. Was this the legendary paper-cutting into soldiers?
Nan Yuanman muttered something to the small paper figures, then wiped some fingertip blood on Xiao Cao as well, saying seriously: “Xiao Cao, take your little brothers and destroy the formation of Gou Dan’s soul.”
“If possible, give Gou Dan’s soul’s bad guy a thorough beating!”
Thinking back to the first scene of Gou Dan she saw in the “dream,” Nan Yuanman felt a pang in her heart and couldn’t help waving her little fists as she instructed.
Xiao Cao nodded, gathered the wobbly standing small paper figures, and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.
Nan Yuanman then took out an incense burner and incense, along with a large bowl of rice, lit the incense to provide backup for Xiao Cao.
Old Master Nan crunched away at the evil ghost, squatting by Nan Yuanman’s side to guard her.
Nan Yuanman had just set everything up when the air suddenly filled with strands of bright red, foul-smelling blood energy, and faint rustling sounds came from above her head, as if something was crawling there.
Nan Yuanman vigilantly gripped the copper coin sword and instinctively looked up, but Old Master Nan, squatting beside her, suddenly leaped up, blocking in front of her while slapping a palm onto the giant centipede head that had suddenly appeared above her.
The centipede head exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a boom, and tiny black centipedes rained down pitter-patter onto the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the hospital room floor was crawling with black little centipedes.
Nan Yuanman: “！！！”
“Wow! So many bugs!”
Feng Yuli: “！！！”
Even if Feng Yuli wasn’t afraid of centipedes, seeing the room full of them still made goosebumps rise all over his body.
He instinctively moved toward Nan Yuanman: “Perfection…”
“Don’t, move!” Old Master Nan yanked out a small centipede desperately burrowing into his body, frowning as he hoarsely and coldly scolded Feng Yuli.
He then difficultly said to Nan Yuanman: “Full, gu, fire.”
Just three simple words, yet they instantly made Nan Yuanman understand—these weren’t ordinary bugs; they were the gu worms she and Grandpa had encountered before.
She immediately lit a talisman and threw it onto the floor full of small centipedes.
With a “boom,” the talisman’s fire ignited the centipedes on the ground, producing crunching sounds.
Zhuang Zhuang also firmly protected Feng Yuli, using ghost energy to kill the centipedes on the ground.
The giant centipede whose head Old Master Nan had smashed with a slap reassembled silently, attacking Nan Yuanman.
Old Master Nan was fast and tough-skinned, guarding her tightly so the giant centipede couldn’t sneak attack her.
But the giant centipede’s gu poison was too potent, and Old Master Nan’s face soon turned bluish-purple from the poisoning.
While clearing the small centipedes, Nan Yuanman noticed his changing complexion. When she saw the giant centipede about to sneak attack him from behind, she panicked slightly, pulled out the small coffin, and hurled it toward the giant centipede: “Grandpa, careful!”
“Bang——!”
The small coffin enlarged mid-air, smashing heavily onto the giant centipede’s head. A shrill wail rang out in the room, as if countless men, women, old, and young were screaming in Nan Yuanman’s ears, making them buzz and leaving her dazed.
Feng Yuli’s face also paled from the impact, his body swaying unsteadily.
Xiao Hong, however, seemed to smell something delicious and chased after the giant centipede excitedly without needing Nan Yuanman’s command.
The giant centipede, as if encountering a natural enemy, went crazy fleeing from Xiao Hong’s pursuit.
Knowing it was no match, it gave up on Old Master Nan and Nan Yuanman, turning to crawl straight toward Gou Dan.
Without needing Nan Yuanman’s reminder, Feng Yuli yanked hard on the coffin binding rope, pulling Gou Dan’s soul body swiftly toward him.
The giant centipede whipped its sharp tail, slicing the coffin binding rope with a swish.
Gou Dan’s soul body happened to drift right above Feng Congqian.
With the coffin binding rope severed, a burst of golden light suddenly exploded from Feng Congqian’s body, pulling Gou Dan’s soul body inside.
Nan Yuanman: “！！！！”
Feng Yuli: “！！！”
It’s over!
