Chapter 322: Elephant Ivory from a Dog

"Cao Nainai, are you kidding? It's broad daylight—where did this ghost wall come from?"

Zhang Chengyong retorted.

Since childhood he was sent by his father to the county's martial arts hall to train, acquiring fine skills; he had also heard of and encountered many cultivation methods, knowing some unorthodox spells, among which was the ghost wall.

The main point is that ghost wall is an unsavory technique, easy to learn, suited for those with ill intent, newly crossing the cultivation threshold, who swindle money.

He himself had never been duped; after all, he's a pauper, worrying daily about food, already having a huge appetite, which grew even larger after training.

He looks the very picture of a destitute wretch!

Those cultivators who rely on ghost wall to swindle would never waste the technique on him unless they were completely out of their minds.

Nevertheless, it is said that someone was cheated out of money using the ghost wall technique.

But such incidents mostly occur in the dead of night; almost no one ever uses ghost wall on others in broad daylight.

Not only would it fail to work, it might even backfire and harm the user.

Seeing his second aunt's family circling in place looks like they fell victim to ghost wall, yet it's broad daylight and the Zhang Family are ordinary folk.

He is a martial cultivator; the Zhang Family has many hunters, but no Dao cultivator.

Let alone using the unorthodox ghost wall, even mere exposure to it is unheard of.

Liu Dongzhu said in startled doubt, "They really seem to have been hit by ghost wall!"

She will never be able to forget that, when she was deceived and left the Wang Family with Ping'an, she fell victim to ghost wall and was exhausted to the point of death just walking in place.

She handed Ping'an over to Li Shen, who took him away to the bad guys; if it weren't for the Great Sword Hero Dong Qing injecting a strand of Sword Qi into Ping'an's body, it wouldn't have worked.

She couldn't even imagine what fate would befall Ping'an in her family.

This matter.

It may be something she can never forget in her lifetime; the ghost wall technique remains fresh in her memory.

Seeing Zhang Guilian's family circling in place, he instantly recognized they had been struck by ghost wall.

"Impossible, right? It's broad daylight, we have no outsiders, how could second aunt's group be hit by ghost wall, while my elder brother has no issue—after all, my elder brother was the one leading them!"

Zhang Chengyong's face was full of bewilderment.

Actually.

When he saw Zhang Guilian's family circling, he suspected they might have been hit by ghost wall, but his knowledge of ghost wall came only from rumors.

Zhang Guilian's family looked very much like victims of the ghost wall sorcery!

But the problem is it's broad daylight; hardly any cultivator would use ghost wall, let alone the Zhang Family, which has no Dao cultivator relatives.

Various reasons made him doubt that Zhang Guilian's family had been struck by ghost wall.

But now even Liu Dongzhu says so, and a wave of unease rose in his heart.

"Chengyong, Aunt Cao and Dongzhu are right; Zhang Guilian's family fell victim to ghost wall!"

Zhang Guihua let out a cold laugh; after Zhang Guilian's treatment of her family's Dongzhu, she wouldn't even call Zhang Guilian 'second sister' again, and, thoughtful, said:

"I think it must be that my elder brother couldn't tolerate her causing trouble, so he deliberately dealt with their whole family!"

"Little aunt, what are you talking about? I just can't understand!"

Zhang Chengyong gave Zhang Guihua a strange look, suspecting his little aunt might have a minor problem; otherwise, how could she say such things?

Leaving aside that his father just left, whether he could even see his second aunt causing trouble at their home is a question; even if his father were alive, he is a first‑rate hunter with excellent skills, but only hunting abilities.

His father isn't a cultivator; how could he possibly use an unorthodox technique like ghost wall?

Even if he intended to deal with his second aunt's family, he couldn't use ghost wall to make them circle in place. Zhang Guihua exclaimed unexpectedly, "Did your mother not tell you what I said?"

Zhang Chengyong shook his head.

Zhang Guihua asked again, "Regarding the rebuilding of the Mountain God Temple, didn't she tell you?"

"Little aunt, about this, my mother did tell us!"

Zhang Chengyong nodded.

Zhang Guihua continued, "Then why did she tell you that the Mountain God Temple needed to be rebuilt?"

Zhang Chengyong gave an awkward smile.

Not long ago.

His mother found him and mentioned rebuilding the Mountain God Temple; he was perplexed, for their village's Mountain God Temple had been abandoned for an unknown number of years, with no strange occurrences all that time—who would suddenly think of rebuilding it?

His mother told him it was his little aunt's idea, which only deepened his curiosity about why she suddenly thought of rebuilding the temple.

He asked a question.

His mother only said that his father had died, and his little aunt's heart might be empty; rebuilding the Mountain God Temple was merely a way for her to find a place to lean on.

This novel, you...

This matter.

He naturally felt embarrassed to say it out loud, especially since it was his little aunt who personally inquired.

"Your mother really… for such a big matter, how could she not tell you? Is she keeping it secret?"

Zhang Guihua complained.

Cao Nainai asked curiously, "Guihua, how did you think of rebuilding the Mountain God Temple?"

Zhang Guihua giggled, as if she had thought of something delightful, and proudly said, "Aunt Cao, not to hide it from you, last night I dreamed that my elder brother told me he had become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling, so I prepared to rebuild our village's Mountain God Temple!"

"Really?"

Cao Nainai was instantly startled.

The other women nearby, watching the spectacle, were also startled upon hearing Zhang Guihua's words; they never imagined that Zhang Deben, who had only left a few days ago, had already been selected by Yama King to become the Mountain God of Shizi Ling.

They were very envious!

Jealous?

Naturally there was no jealousy; not because they were magnanimous, but because they were kin to Zhang Deben's family—once Zhang Deben truly became the Mountain God of Shizi Ling, would they not protect their relatives?

All of Zhang Family Village depend on Shizi Ling; if Zhang Deben truly becomes the Mountain God of Shizi Ling, they will be blessed from now on.

Zhang Guihua said proudly, "Cao Shen, this is something my older brother told me in person; could I still lie to you?"

"Little aunt, stop joking. With my father's meager weight, how could he possibly qualify to become the Mountain God of our Shizi Ling?"

Zhang Chengyong reflexively retorted.

Zhang Guihua's smile vanished, and she stared coldly at Zhang Chengyong, saying harshly, "Do you not believe your little aunt, or do you not want your father to become the Mountain God of our Shizi Ling?"

"Little aunt, I didn't mean that…"

Zhang Chengyong hurried to explain, but before he could finish, Zhang Guihua angrily cut him off, "Not that meaning? I think that's exactly what you mean!"

"Little aunt, listen to my explanation!"

Zhang Chengyong said, on the brink of tears yet without a drop.

Zhang Guihua sneered, "Alright, you speak. I'd actually like to see how ivory comes out of your dog's mouth!"

(End of chapter)