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Exorcising demons?

Feng Bingwen didn't understand. He hadn't done anything these past few days except think about the changes he had experienced after obtaining the Dragon Ball and figure out how to secretly go underwater.

Did these three hundred extra merits come from exorcising ghosts? Where were the ghosts? Recalling the places he had been these past few days, it seemed that the only one was Wolong Lake, which he had just visited.

Three hundred good deeds is no small amount. His first one hundred good deeds were accumulated over many years by releasing various small birds and insects.

The more than 10,000 good deeds he received after being trafficked were purely due to his good luck. Those traffickers committed numerous evils and abused women and children, causing his evil karma to accumulate continuously.

These days, Feng Bingwen also realized that without his involvement, the fate of that mountain village, where the entire village was involved in human trafficking, would not have changed.

They were still slaughtered by vengeful ghosts and vengeful spirits, and then the soaring yin energy would be discovered by the City God, who would then send those poor people into reincarnation.

As long as that village continues human trafficking, this outcome will not change. The runes drawn by that Boss Qi can suppress the evil spirits for a while, but not forever.

His arrival brought the outcome forward and allowed some who should have been victims to escape unscathed. Eradicating the root of evil and preventing future tragedies—that is the true source of good deeds.

"This record is far too rudimentary. Couldn't it have been more detailed?"

Looking at the simple two words on the merit record, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but complain.

The record was too brief. If it weren't for the fact that he had done all the things recorded, even if you showed it to him directly, he wouldn't be able to guess what they were. Just like this time, the good deeds that had inexplicably increased could only be guessed at, and the source of the good deeds could not be determined.

Wow~

The moment the thought crossed his mind, the Book of Good and Evil automatically turned back to the page recording good deeds and evil acts. On the ancient seal script recording the amount of good deeds, a pale golden flame ignited at the tip, and the good deeds began to decrease rapidly.

"What the heck?"

Under Feng Bingwen's bewildered gaze, he watched helplessly as his merits vanished rapidly, finally settling on the rather ironic number of 250.

Detailed record of good deeds, 56 good deeds

"屮!"

Feng Bingwen couldn't help but curse, almost breaking out of his meditative state.

As the record of this good deed being consumed was displayed, a faint spiritual light swept across the page of the good deed record, and then things changed.

Hmm, there are a dozen or so more words.

For example, in the latest record of good deeds, what was originally a simple act of slaying a ghost has become a case of purifying water with Buddha's light.

Although it was only a few words, Feng Bingwen understood the reason for the increase in good deeds this time.

The so-called Buddha's light was probably the reason why the black scales that grew on his chest turned into golden scales. He remembered that the golden light shot out of his body and spread into the lake water. He didn't expect that he would still get a wave of good deeds for free.

Getting something for free is certainly enjoyable, but...

"What's with the Buddha's light? Isn't this the Dragon Ball? How can it have Buddha's light? Could it be a dragon that has converted to Buddhism?"

Feng Bingwen felt a little awkward, but after thinking about it, he realized that he hadn't encountered anything bad yet, so he stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. This thing fell from the sky, so how was he supposed to find out where it came from?

"Moreover, this heavenly book is far too sensitive! I only thought about it for a moment, and it actually came true for me!"

Feng Bingwen could only complain about this; there was really nothing he could do. He could only try to control his thoughts in the future and avoid thinking about random things, lest the Heavenly Book mistake it for a wish and grant it directly.

"Speaking of which, water ghosts are quite valuable!"

He doesn't concern himself with things too far in the future; Feng Bingwen focuses on the present in a very pragmatic way.

The benefits of good deeds are self-evident, and Feng Bingwen has recently focused his good deeds on water ghosts, and the good deeds gained from this first water ghost are quite considerable.

Although they are not as good as human children, it is normal. The evil deeds that a living person with evil intentions can commit are far greater than those of a water ghost. Even evil ghosts cannot match them. They have many limitations in harming people.

"I wonder how many more water ghosts are still in Wolong Lake?"

Feng Bingwen pondered this rather important question. Given the vastness of Wolong Lake, there must be more than one water ghost lurking in the water, but he estimated that there wouldn't be too many.

As for this water ghost, well, if it's wiped out completely in one go, it probably won't reappear for a while, unless someone falls into the water and harbors resentment, gathering the yin energy in the lake again, in which case the cooling-off period will probably be quite long.

"Forget it, let's just take them one by one and wipe them out as we go."

As for whether he could outmaneuver a water ghost in the water, Feng Bingwen hadn't considered that question.

The first water ghost he destroyed was merely extinguished by the aftershock of a burst of Buddhist light emanating from his body. This demonstrates just how fragile these malevolent entities are.

The difficulty of dealing with water ghosts lies in their underwater state. Even highly skilled Taoist priests and monks need to put in a hundred times more effort than ordinary demons to suppress a single water ghost.

However, the geographical advantage that the water ghost possesses is completely non-existent for Feng Bingwen. In the waters and lakes, how can a mere ghost compare to a dragon?

"My prayer is for my grandfather to recover soon, without any lasting effects, and for a miraculous medicine to replenish his vital energy!"

Before going to sleep, Feng Bingwen made a solemn prayer, this time not for himself, but for the elderly in his family.

The pale golden spiritual fire ignited once more, burning away all the remaining merits in the Heavenly Book. Seeing that the merits he had gained for free had been wiped out, Feng Bingwen fell asleep contentedly.

The next day, Feng Bingwen carried his small cloth bag with a heavy heart. No matter how wonderful his thoughts were last night, he still had to go to school obediently after dawn. If he wanted to go swimming, he could only wait until his day off.

The days off during peak work periods are similar to Sundays in my previous life. The only slight difference is that there's a five-day weekend. Although it's a bit tough, the intervals aren't too long.

After enduring five days, Feng Bingwen couldn't wait to run to the lakeside before dawn, shortly after his grandmother left home.

Thump!

Then, like an eel, Feng Bingwen stripped off all his clothes and plunged into the lake. As soon as he entered the water, he couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan.

Although it didn't have the same overwhelming joy and comfort as the first time, it was still much more comfortable than being on land. My mind and body were constantly relaxed, and my already energetic body felt even more satisfied.

"Time to get down to business!"

Feng Bingwen roused himself and did not allow his consciousness to immerse itself in this comfortable pleasure.