The Little Husband Who Plays the Pig to Eat the Tiger

Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...

Chapter 363: Amitabha Buddha

"Big Brother, do you want to go in person?"

Seeing that the ox cart carrying Ye Maochun and others had passed by them leisurely, but Gui Cangwu had not yet given the order to move, the masked man in gray next to him couldn't help but wonder.

“Hehehe…”

"They are just a bunch of old, weak men and children. Why use a butcher knife to kill chickens?"

"Ghost, now it's your turn to show off!"

Gui Cangwu patted the shoulder of the gray-clothed masked man beside him and smiled at him wickedly, but the snake mark on his left brow also trembled slightly, like a venomous snake swimming around, looking eerie and terrifying.

“Hehehe…”

"That's great! Today, I, the ghost, will also be the judge who can decide life and death, holding the book of life and death in my left hand and the soul-drawing pen in my right hand!"

The masked man in gray next to Gui Cangwu smiled sinisterly, then he blew a whistle, and then a group of masked men in gray dressed like him flew out from all directions and headed towards the ox cart in front.

"You, you, you... who are you? What do you want to do?"

Yu Qingyou had to walk this road back and forth several times every day. He had never seen such a big scene in his decades of life. Yu Qingyou was stunned by the gray-clothed masked men who suddenly appeared and surrounded them with swords in their hands.

Everyone on the ox cart was frightened by this sudden situation, and some of the timid ones even fainted. Of course, Wu Chen was not one of those who was frightened.

“Hehehe…”

"Hand over Ye Maochun, and I will spare your lives!"

The ghost glanced at everyone with his drooping eyes and laughed arrogantly.

"I'm...I'm sorry! Little Master, it seems I've caused you trouble!"

Looking at the group of gray-clothed masked men sharpening their knives and coming towards them, Ye Maochun couldn't help feeling guilty. If he hadn't insisted on taking the little monk with him, he wouldn't have been in danger.

Originally, Zuo An had told him that he and Hua Rongsheng were not allowed to leave Huaqiao Village without permission, and that they must tell him if they had to leave for some reason, but Ye Maochun felt that Zuo An was making a big deal out of nothing.

Ye Maochun had lived in the flower house at the end of the village for a while. Since all the housework was done by Lao Qiu and Xiao Qiu every day, he felt a little bored. He thought about going to the cloth shop in the town to buy some cloth and make small clothes for the baby in his belly while the baby was still young.

So, Ye Maochun left the Hua residence at the end of the village under the pretext of delivering something to Hua Rongsheng at the Hua residence in the east of the village, and boarded Yu Qingyou's ox cart to go to Baishui Town. Unexpectedly, after finally getting out, he encountered the people who wanted to arrest him. He just didn't know who these people were.

"Okay... please spare my life, sir! The person you want to catch is the man sitting in the middle of the ox cart. He has nothing to do with us! If you want to catch someone, catch him, don't catch us!" Wu Dasheng pointed at Ye Maochun with trembling hands, and begged desperately to the masked man in gray.

"Wu Dasheng! You..."

Yao Dayong looked at this disloyal guy with great indignation.

"Yao Dayong, if you want to die, it's your own business! Didn't you see that they are all holding sharp swords? People will die!" Wu Dasheng said anxiously.

"Yes, Brother Qing, why don't you... just... just hand over the scholar's family. We... we have a wife and children at home, we can't die..."

"That's right, if you want to arrest him, then arrest him. There's no reason for us to be implicated by him for nothing."

"That's right, if you want to catch him, then catch him."

Wu Dasheng's words quickly resonated with everyone on the ox cart.

“Hehehe…”

"Interesting! How about this, as long as you tie up Ye Maochun, I will let you go, how about that?"

The ghost was like a cat that caught a mouse but was not in a hurry to kill it. Its slanted eyes were filled with viciousness and cruelty as it glanced at the people on the ox cart.

"mean!"

Yao Dayong looked at the ghost angrily.

"Little Master, I'm so sorry! Brother Dayong, remember to tell Rongsheng for me that it's worth it for me, Ye Maochun, to have her as my wife in this life! Also, help me...help me tell my Qingcheng that my father's love for her will not stop with his death, and I will protect her even in the afterlife!"

Ye Maochun looked at Wu Chen and Yao Dayong with red eyes, then pushed away the villagers who were approaching him and were about to use violence against him.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? It seems like I have no grudge against you in the past or in the present," Ye Maochun shouted angrily. Even if he had to die, he didn't want to die in vain.

“Hehehe…”

The ghostly smile is eerie and terrifying.

"You certainly have no grudges against us, but your daughter Hua Qingcheng does! She killed over a hundred of our Ghost Sect members!"

"Hahaha... I never thought my daughter, Ye Maochun, could be so capable! You guys are a bunch of sneaky, cunning fellows. You're not good people at first glance. My daughter was able to kill over a hundred of you. That's because she's capable. She's acting on behalf of Heaven!"

Since they were all going to die anyway, why not die with dignity? Although Ye Maochun was also very scared, he couldn't bring shame to his daughter. It was just a pity for the baby in his belly, only a little over a month old...

“Hehehe…”

"You're quite a man of integrity! But don't worry, we won't kill you so quickly, at least... at least not before we capture Hua Qingcheng. Once we capture Hua Qingcheng, we'll naturally send you off together, allowing you and your daughter to reunite in the underworld!"

"What are you standing there for? Come on!"

The ghost had had enough of playing tricks, and with his order, more than ten gray-clothed masked men who were originally only two or three meters away, immediately raised their swords and approached the ox cart step by step.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

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