Chapter 199: Buying Something From You (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Ma Xinrong grinned as he reported the good news to Lady Fu Shuanghui: "My lord, Xu Yuan is about to die."

"Oh?" Lady Fu Shuanghui greatly enjoyed hearing this news.

"That boy is truly just as you said, quite troublesome; he was swallowed into the belly of that evil spirit and still refuses to wait obediently for death..."

He told Lady Fu Shuanghui the process he had "seen" through Di Youzhi's eyes.

Then he said: "But now he has triggered that thing's blood-evil poison; he and his subordinates have all begun to undergo a strange transformation!"

"Hahaha!" Lady Fu Shuanghui laughed heartily.

Xu Yuan was eaten by that thing, and then I ate that thing myself, which is equivalent to having eaten Xu Yuan alive!

Lady Fu Shuanghui's mood improved greatly.

Her two dogs were obedient, useful, and utterly loyal.

Now that Xu Yuan had killed them, it would no longer be so convenient for her to handle certain matters in secret.

Thinking of this, her hatred for Xu Yuan increased by another third: "It is good that he dies, it is good that he dies!"

Ma Xinrong could no longer see now.

This was because the dark green-blackness in Di Youzhi's eyes had spread out, covering his mouth and nose.

His eyes had already become part of the strange phenomenon, losing the ability to see objects.

But both Ma Xinrong and Lady Fu Shuanghui were very reassured.

In fact, they had already felt reassured once Xu Yuan was swallowed by that thing using a "Strange Technique."

Below the Fifth Grade, no one could escape from that thing's belly.

Even Lady Fu Shuanghui herself would not be able to get out if she were swallowed.

She would only serve as nourishment for that thing.

Lady Fu Shuanghui waved her hand: "You may order Liang Yan to speed up."

"As you command, this subordinate will go immediately to notify Inspector Liang."

Xu Yuan's "Hundred No Taboos" fate pattern stirred.

Those red rashes quickly dried and formed scabs.

The things inside the pustules died along with them.

Looking at the bumpy skin on his body, Xu Yuan knew he would have to shed his skin again this time.

Not far away, Di Youzhi tugged several times, failed to grab the thing covering his mouth and nose, and realized he had been secretly harmed by an evil spirit.

Covering my mouth and nose?

Heh, I am a Rank Dan Xiu.

The Fu Zhong Huo in his belly roared as it spread upward from his abdomen, effortlessly burning away the shadow covering his mouth and nose.

The Fu Zhong Huo is specifically effective against evil spirits.

However, that green-black shadow retreated back into his eyes.

It lurked like a venomous snake.

Once Di Youzhi withdrew the Fu Zhong Huo, it would leap out again and try to cover his mouth and nose to suffocate him!

Di Youzhi, in a fit of desperation, prepared to manipulate the Fu Zhong Huo to simply burn out his own two eyeballs—being blind was better than dying.

A hand pressed down on him: "Let me do it."

Xu Yuan had the ability to precisely control the Fu Zhong Huo.

With a whoosh, a sheet of flame as thin as paper swept across Di Youzhi's eyes.

Di Youzhi's eyes burned with pain, and tears streamed out in a flood.

That green-black shadow vanished completely.

However, on each of his two eyeballs, there was a clear line of blood running horizontally across the entire eyeball.

This was the trace left by the "Hanging Eye Rope."

This burn by Xu Yuan would burn away the Hanging Eye Rope.

In Yujing Village, as Ma Xinrong had just walked behind Liang Yan, a sudden scream rang out, and he covered his own eyes.

Liang Yan also let out a muffled groan and clutched his left arm.

The "Hanging Eye Rope" was Liang Yan's technique.

The material used for this technique was a segment of blood vessel from his left arm.

"My technique has been broken!"

Tears flowed freely from Ma Xinrong's eyes; only after a while did he reopen them, revealing two horizontal lines of blood vessels on his eyeballs as well.

"It seems Di Youzhi has been killed by that thing," Ma Xinrong guessed.

Liang Yan nodded; this injury was nothing to him. He could find a Rank Dan Xiu later to ask for medicine, or if that failed, go to the Huo De Ji Shi Hall; it could surely be cured.

"Thank you, my lord!" Di Youzhi clasped his fists.

Xu Yuan said: "Go help the others."

Di Youzhi immediately went with my lord to rescue the others.

Fu Jingyu, like Xu Yuan, was covered in pustules and red rashes.

He took out a bell, chanted words in his mouth, stepped in a pattern with his feet, and suddenly raised the bell high above his head, shaking it rapidly with a clanging sound.

"Expel and Retreat—"

Amidst the bell's sound, those red rashes quickly shrank and vanished.

Only some scars remained.

He immediately rushed toward Song Lu.

Song Lu was trapped by countless dark thorns; Fu Jingyu shook a bell, took out a white porcelain oil lamp, blew once with a "whoosh," and the illusory flame burned those thorns to ash.

The entire Purification Bureau deployed their respective methods, and gradually, the strange transformations on everyone's bodies were suppressed.

"That was close!" Having escaped death, everyone felt lingering fear.

But Xu Yuan still frowned tightly, looking down at his feet.

Everyone else followed suit and looked down; blood water had already submerged half of their calves!

Moreover, without anyone noticing, everyone's feet had already grown three chi long! Fleshy webbing had grown between the five toes!

"Ah!"

Everyone was greatly alarmed.

Xu Yuan: "The crisis has not passed. As long as we remain immersed in this blood water, the strange transformation will continue!"

Fu Jingyu brought out the seven white porcelain oil lamps again; the flames rose three chi, temporarily suppressing the strange transformations on everyone.

Fu Jingyu leaned forward to look; the lamp oil in Gao Wanli was consuming rapidly: "It can last at most half a ke."

Xu Yuan pulled the beast-tendon rope again, but it still would not come back.

One hand held the beast-tendon rope, while the other lifted the Yin-Yang Cleaver and cut into the wound.

The Yin-Yang Cleaver was huge and extremely inconvenient to use.

Moreover, the Yin-Yang Cleaver did not counteract this evil spirit.

Qin Ze then said, "My lord, let me handle it."

Qin Ze's weapon was a large axe.

With one axe strike, the wound immediately split open half a zhang!

Xu Yuan waved to the brothers behind him: "Stuff the bazooka in there."

The Captains stuffed six small shells and a great deal of gunpowder into the wound with a single shove.

Di Youzhi stepped forward: "My lord, you all move back; I will light the fire!"

"Wait a moment first." Xu Yuan did not intend to actually light the fire.

Xu Yuan held up a silver ingot in his hand.

It was only ten taels.

In his other hand, Fu Zhong Huo rose, resembling a torch.

Xu Yuan stuffed the silver ingot into that wound.

Everyone was confused: Ten taels of silver, facing such a massive evil spirit, what could it buy?

What Xu Yuan bought was: a chance to meet.

If you are unwilling to appear and meet, I will light the fire.

The ten taels of silver were also a way to show the other party that I bear no ill will.

If I truly wanted to ambush you, it would be a silver note worth several thousand taels.

Xu Yuan had used the Yin-Yang Cleaver but still could not see any ghost; he vaguely guessed that this thing might not be evil.

And in Yu Jing Village, Xu Yuan had also used the Yin-Yang Cleaver to look; the village was clean and clear.

Although countless white bones were buried underground.

But Xu Yuan did not see human bones.

Buried five chi underground could not conceal the wronged souls and yin qi.

With the silver stuffed into the wound, Xu Yuan waited.

In his other hand, Fu Zhong Huo still burned.

All around was silence; only within the wound did the foul blood flow with a "hua hua" sound.

After a while, Xu Yuan's patience was nearly exhausted, and he was about to light the fire—

The flesh and blood of the wound suddenly writhed, and the silver was swallowed by the flesh.

Xu Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately after, the wound suddenly stopped bleeding.

On the nearby flesh wall, a blurred face appeared.

It was impossible to tell if it was human or ghost; one could only barely distinguish the mouth, nose, and eyes.

That huge mouth opened, over three zhang long, filled with grim, sharp teeth!

"You wish to meet me; what is your purpose?"

The voice was deep and resonant; in this enclosed space, it was like a muffled thunderclap, making everyone's eardrums ache violently and their eyes spin with stars.

(End of this chapter)