Chapter 154: 154: The Way of Soldiers Overcomes Schemes

Wang Dongqing gave up, and simply didn't leave either.

He prepared to come for an on-site observation, to see how those debt-sword people would handle this yin ghost fetus.

Is it like them using talisman paper, or some other secret technique?

But a moment later, what shocked him was that Tushan Jiu put out the incense...... and started packing up?

What does that mean?

His heart felt like a little cat had burrowed in, scratching and clawing.

He hesitated whether to ask, but jianghu rules forbid investigating others' sect's inherited secret arts.

But he was itchy.

His heart itched.

As Wang Dongqing was picking his fingers, Tushan Jiu suddenly spoke.

She asked Yao Liang, whose complexion had returned to normal, "Do you want to just let it go, or retaliate?"

When Yao Liang gripped that knife, his body felt inexplicably light, and his heart marveled.

For a moment he didn't react, wondering what Tushan Jiu meant.

Tushan Jiu looked at Yao Liang still holding Xie Jingting's hand, and reminded: "Actually you can let go of my third brother; you both have girlfriends, this is easy to misunderstand, right, Fellow Daoist Wang?"

Wang Dongqing, suddenly cued, suddenly realized: "They're not a couple."

Xie Jingting swiftly pulled out his arm, then took the peace jade button from his collar and showed it to them.

"We're certainly not! This was given to me by my sister-in-law; I was just thinking, it must be because of this, so when I touch the eldest, he gets much better!"

Tushan Jiu praised: "Mm, that's right."

Wang Dongqing wanted to examine the peace buckle closely, but Xie Jingting had already taken it back.

Yao Liang also realized, he now urgently wanted to know who wanted to harm him; this was practically murder!

"Sister-in-law, do you know who wants to harm me?"

Tushan Jiu nodded, giving him a simple and clear answer: "Whoever you're competing for a beauty over, that person is the one harming you......"

Yao Liang's mind instantly conjured a face, anger fully visible: "Damn! Is it Lin Jiaming?"

Beside him, Xie Jingting frowned: "But that Lin Jiaming is just an ordinary college student; how could he know these heretical arts?"

That Lin Jiaming is one year above them, a sophomore senior.

Yao Liang's girlfriend is quite pretty; at the freshman mix-and-mingle, her skillful guzheng playing shone brightly, becoming known to many and gaining many admirers.

But that girl is introverted and socially anxious; seeing them she would detour, her refusal obvious; nowadays people just give a surprised glance, naturally lacking patience, and after pursuing and pursuing only Yao Liang and another Lin Jiaming remained.

That Lin Jiaming and that girl are from the same hometown, even from the same high school; their personalities are quite similar, both quiet and introverted, whereas Yao Liang is loud and carefree, giving him many advantages.

But perhaps the more different their personalities, the more they attract each other, like a magnet, opposites attract—one quiet, one sunny—so in the end that girl was won over by Yao Liang.

The two have only just started dating not long ago.

Ah, right, their relationship was confirmed two weeks earlier than his and Fang Qingyi's.

And that Lin Jiaming was not as extreme as Zhu Guanghao (the one who pretended to be mentally ill and killed Song Jiu'an); after seeing them together, he stopped harassing Yao Liang's partner.

So this is also something Xie Jingting can't figure out.

After he said that, Yao Liang also calmed from his anger: "Yeah, I've met that person twice; he wears glasses and looks quite honest."

"Isn't there a saying: don't judge by appearance; some look fierce but may be kind-hearted across three lifetimes, while some appear refined and eloquent but are actually gloomy and vicious inside, a demon among humans."

"And moreover, everyone has yin and yang sides; it just depends which side is amplified when they act, you say, right, Fellow Daoist Wang?"

Tushan Jiu again looked at Wang Dongqing, who was earnestly gossiping on the side.

Wang Dongqing blinked, looked at her with a face full of question marks: "......"

No need to cue me every time.

I've already shut up, haven't I?

Don't give me lines; just pretend I don't exist, okay?

Tushan Jiu curled the corner of her mouth, withdrew her gaze, then looked at Yao Liang: "Look at your choice; if you just let it go, I'll directly eliminate the yin ghost fetus in your belly, and that'll be the end; if you choose to retaliate, I'll help you send that yin ghost fetus back where it came from."

Wang Dongqing moved his mouth, wanting to say something: "Tushan Dao friend, this......"

Tushan Jiu gave him a slight smile: "Those who crawl in the dark should be treated with their own methods; I don't care about this one point, nor would I care if it were a perfect score—just consider it killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. We're all adults, naturally we must take responsibility for our own decisions."

Right, Lin Jiaming is the one harming Yao Liang, but the person he dealt with is targeting whom, challenging whom—isn't that obvious?

Looks like this spirit medium has started to make a move.

Regarding Tushan Jiu's words, Wang Dongqing couldn't quite grasp them, always feeling she wasn't just talking about this yin ghost fetus matter.

He moved his lips, wanting to advise, but then realized their Daoist school shares the same idea.

If others make you unhappy, why endure it silently? Of course you strike back.

Although he didn't know who Tushan Jiu was referring to, the first thing that came to mind was what his master told him.

"The Way of Soldiers overcomes schemes; life and death are seen lightly; if you disagree, come fight; dead Daoists don't kill poor Daoists."

Wang Dongqing raised his hand to signal: "Right, just take him out!"

Tushan Jiu smiled, nodded: "No problem!"

Xie Jingting and Yao Liang exchanged a glance.

So this is how the metaphysical world is too?

That's really beautiful.

However, this also matches Yao Liang's thinking; he won't suffer a dumb loss—whoever brought it, let him taste it too.

Yao Liang said: "Then please, sister-in-law, help me return this evil thing!"

Tushan Jiu: "Fine, then stand properly."

Yao Liang knew she was about to perform the ritual, so he immediately straightened his body, then unconsciously pushed his belly forward a bit, and placed his hands on his lower back for support.

Xie Jingting hadn't intended to laugh, after all something had happened to his friend.

But he couldn't help it—Wang Dongqing's laugh sounded like a goose's honk.

So he also covered his face.

Tushan Jiu didn't laugh, but she thought, "Indeed, birds of a feather flock together; those who can be friends with my third younger brother must share some similarities."

She said to Yao Liang, "Just relax."

Yao Liang reacted, then sheepishly scratched his head, "Sorry, sister-in-law, it's my first time, I lack experience."

Tushan Jiu shook her head, "It's fine."

Hearing their serious conversation, Xie Jingting couldn't hold back any longer; he turned away, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

But when he heard what Tushan Jiu said next, he burst out laughing.