Chapter 592: Scheming

Chi Yongchun's younger brother's face changed dramatically; when he didn't even know how to answer, he never expected Xuanqing Daozhang to expose him. He wanted to deny it, but looking at Xuanqing Daozhang's indifferent expression, the lie at the tip of his mouth simply could not be spoken.

Thump!

A crisp sound startled Chi Yongchun's younger brother awake. The other constable, who had been bowing his head like an ostrich, heard Xuanqing Daozhang's words and immediately knelt before him. He also reacted at once, hurriedly kneeling before Xuanqing Daozhang, pleading desperately:

"Daozhang, you're right. He, he, he ran to the county seat, very likely to blow the whistle, but I warned him—yes, yes, he didn't listen to my warning..."

"Don't worry, I won't hold it against you; after all, whether you go or not is none of my business!"

Xuanqing Daozhang smiled faintly, saying something that Chi Yongchun's younger brother couldn't understand, and interrupted:

"All I can say is that he is courting death himself. I already gave him a chance to live, yet he didn't seize it. Fine, it's none of your business now; you may leave!"

As he spoke, Xuanqing Daozhang waved his palm, and a wisp of black qi spilled from the two constables. Before the stunned Chi Yongchun's younger brother could react, Xuanqing Daozhang turned and left.

At Le Wenmao's funeral, he still had many tasks, at least the Soul Salvation of Le Wenmao's departed soul required his handling; he had no time to waste on two inconspicuous constables.

'My master is truly scheming!'

Wang Ping'an watched Xuanqing Daozhang extract two clumps of black qi from the constables and was startled. He could faintly sense a strong stench of death in the black qi, instantly understanding why his master said the one who went to blow the whistle was on a dead end, and he thought to himself:

'Come to think of it, my master is actually kind‑hearted, but when did he embed that black qi into the two constables?'

Only then did he realize that the corpses and bloodstains in the courtyard had been cleaned up by the two constables. His master clearly didn't need to leave the main hall; a casual shout would have been enough to send the constables away. So why did he make a trip? Clearly, he came specifically to extract the death qi from their bodies.

Thump! Thump!

As Xuanqing Daozhang and Wang Ping'an left one after the other, Chi Yongchun's older brother and the other constable could no longer hold on; they collapsed like a puddle of mud, exchanged a glance, their faces full of unhidden relief, and, trembling with excitement, exclaimed:

"Fortunately, fortunately we didn't blow the whistle; otherwise, otherwise the two of us would have to report to the Yama King today!"

Although they knelt before Xuanqing Daozhang, begging for mercy, their eyes never ceased watching his movements; should they see Xuanqing Daozhang about to strike them down, they would rise and flee at once.

Although.

The chance of escaping from Xuanqing Daozhang is probably less than one in ten thousand.

At least it's better than resigning to death!

So.

Xuanqing Daozhang extracted a wisp of black qi from them; they saw it clearly. Though they didn't know what that black qi was, after hearing Xuanqing Daozhang's words, how could they not understand what that black qi was?

It is something that can take their lives!

"That monkey now probably tried to steal a chicken and ended up losing the rice; not only did he fail to latch onto the Zhu Clan's eldest son's thigh, but he also risked his own life!"

Chi Yongchun's younger brother couldn't help but sigh, and his tone showed not a hint of sympathy.

After all, he had almost experienced this himself just now; fortunately, at that moment he was thoroughly frightened by Xuanqing Daozhang.

That kept him from doing anything foolish; otherwise he and the monkey—i. e., the constable who just left—would have gone together to the Yellow Springs.

Chi Yongchun's younger brother, feeling a lingering fear, said:

"We can't stay here, let's go quickly!" "You kid, you were probably a dog in a past life; when I go there, you follow me!"

Xuanqing Daozhang's peripheral glance caught Wang Ping'an following at his side, and he couldn't help but laugh and scold. Returning to the main hall, he greeted the neighbors who kept coming to help. Since he had slain Cui Ji, the troublemaker, these neighbors suddenly became enthusiastic toward him, up until they reached the meditation cushion.

He sat cross‑legged.

He muttered a chant, a scripture for Soul Salvation of the departed.

'Master, master, you are my master; if it were anyone else daring to say I'm a dog, see how I'll deal with you!'

Wang Ping'an let out a dissatisfied hum, and after watching Xuanqing Daozhang sit down and recite the Soul Salvation chant, he glanced around and said: 'Master, when will you finish the Soul Salvation for Lord Le? Or should I wait for me!'

Skill: Soul Salvation Activated!

Suddenly.

While reciting the Soul Salvation chant, Xuanqing Daozhang suddenly sensed something unusual around him. He opened his eyes and immediately noticed the ambient spiritual qi swarming from all directions, gathering above Le Wenmao's coffin as if something were forming.

"What is going on?"

Xuanqing Daozhang slightly furrowed his brows, his face full of bewilderment. As the thing above Le Wenmao's coffin gradually took shape, his complexion changed dramatically, and he exclaimed in shock, "How, how, how could this be possible?"

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"Uncle, what's wrong..."

The sudden exclamation drew everyone's attention, not only Le Zhuang but also the other neighbors who were helping or resting in the main hall. Before Le Zhuang could finish speaking, they saw a Stone Gate gradually forming above his grandfather's coffin. Ignoring his uncle's situation, they asked:

"Uncle, what is that thing?"

"Guimen Guan?"

A shout drew everyone's gaze, and the speaker turned out to be Gu Liangong, who was resting in a chair. Le Zhuang asked in confusion, "Grandpa Gu, what is this Guimen Guan you speak of?"

"Guimen Guan—didn't expect it to be Guimen Guan?"

Gu Liangong muttered to himself, his face showing uncontainable excitement. Instinctively he turned his head toward Xuanqing Daozhang, his eyes blazing, and exclaimed:

"Kumu Daozhang, the Soul Salvation chant you recited actually summons Guimen Guan back; you truly are a transcendent master!"

Others who were about to ask Gu Liangong how they knew the Stone Gate above Le Wenmao's coffin was Guimen Guan suddenly swallowed their words, as they too recognized that the Stone Gate above Le Wenmao's coffin was indeed Guimen Guan.

Of course.

It wasn't that they had seen it before, nor that rumors allowed them to identify it; rather, the Stone Gate appearing above Le Wenmao's coffin automatically told them its identity.

At first sight of this Stone Gate, the words 'Guimen Guan' involuntarily sprang to mind.

What is Guimen Guan?

From childhood to adulthood, Guimen Guan has appeared in story after story they have heard; it's hard not to want to understand it.

(End of chapter)