Chapter 101: Retiring from the Circle, 101st Day, Can You Respect Me?
Hearing the truth he had been searching for for a long time suddenly revealed, Qianxu was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage.
He, or rather the entire Jiuyou Tongshen Society, became uncontrollable after the Beiqing Village incident. Although he reacted quickly at the beginning and put the blame on Pingyangzi, during this period of time, whenever he thought about the reaction of that adult after he came out of retreat and learned about this incident, he would feel extremely uneasy.
Before, he had some leverage with the elder, after all, they had done a good job raising and enshrining evil spirits. But with all his pride and hard work gone to waste, he was no more than scrap metal in the garbage dump to the elder. But Pingyangzi was different. Beyond his own exceptional strength, he had been lurking in Jingbei for so many years, his network of connections expanding like a spider web.
Moreover, there is no evidence that Pingyangzi attacked Beiqing Village out of jealousy of him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to win over Ning Changsheng, trying to use Ning Changsheng's financial resources to recover all his previous losses.
But it's too difficult.
The current situation can no longer be stabilized by money alone.
Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, Qianxu would curse the culprit behind Beiqing Village. But now, he suddenly saw the true face of the mastermind behind the scenes, and he could hardly believe it.
Not only did she kill all his men, but she was also able to kill the evil spirit that was about to take shape. And it turned out to be such a young girl?
With a gaze tinged with irritation and inquiry, Qianxu frowned as he scanned Sang Qiqi from head to toe, unable to find anything special about her. However, the black energy gathering around her was quite unusual. Qianxu shifted his gaze to the black energy and, with the professionalism of a Taoist priest, recognized it as the aura of an evil spirit.
Perhaps, the powerful one is not this girl, but the evil ghost behind the other party!
Qianxu narrowed his eyes. Fury from the combination of new and old grudges, coupled with the excitement of imminent revenge, he unleashed his Three Purities Bell without hesitation. Originally palm-sized, the Bell instantly grew larger as it landed five meters in front of Sang Qiqi's head. Then, as if possessing a sense of its own, it began to sway. The crisp, ding-dong-dong sound grew rapidly, finally settling into a remarkably heavy "dong, dong, dong."
Sang Qiqi touched the area where her heart was.
Otherwise, why do they say that Taoists have a natural grudge against ghosts? These magical weapons really make ghosts unhappy.
But this is just the beginning.
A lightning-inducing talisman was first thrown beneath the Three Purities Bell. As the bell swung, its tinkling tones mingled with the air, like visible ripples on the surface of water. Less than two seconds later, Sang Qiqi's ears rang with the rumble of thunder. She looked up at the sky. A faint, silvery glow emerged from the dark mist that obscured the horizon. It seemed as if it was trying to penetrate the space created by the mist, but it hadn't yet succeeded.
Seeing this, Qianxu's mouth curled up in a mocking manner: "He does have some skills, but it's a pity that no matter how many skills he has, he is not good enough in front of me!"
He flung out another lightning talisman, and the silvery-white cold light rapidly increased, and the rumbling thunder in his ears became more pronounced. Half a second later, there was a loud bang, and an extremely exaggerated lightning bolt struck the black fog, making an eerie crackling sound when it came into contact with the flowing black fog.
Qianxu had originally thought that the black fog was like a large black protective shield, and that if the shield was broken by the lightning, the black fog would dissipate completely. However, the scene before him was completely contrary to his imagination. The lightning seemed to have encountered no significant obstruction when it struck, but just as it was about to pass through the black fog and strike the ground, the flowing black fog wrapped around the lightning with an unexpected speed and swallowed it completely in the blink of an eye.
Qianxu: “…”
Sang Qiqi: “…”
Qianxu was shocked and Sang Qiqi was speechless.
She crossed her arms and looked at Qianxu as if he were an idiot. She began to wonder how the leaders of the various branches of the Jiuyou Tongshen Society were selected. Did they only need strength and not brains?
Thinking of this, she didn't hide her doubts and asked sincerely: "Can you tell me, if you don't want to hit me, why are you hitting this fog?"
If Sang Qiqi hadn't been afraid of making too much noise and attracting the attention of the ordinary people around, she would have just grabbed her weapon and smashed it directly on Qianxu's head. But considering that Taoists like Qianxu had so many tricks, if their fight was filmed by those netizens who said, "Don't panic when encountering anything, just record it and post it on WeChat Moments," and then posted it online, there would be no way to explain it. So she specially created a black fog.
This guy Qianxu...does he really want to show people how good he is at fighting?
Perhaps because Sang Qiqi's shock was too obvious, Qianxu was a little slow to react. Then he pursed his lips and sneered, "If your evil ghost hadn't been hiding, I wouldn't have to waste my energy trying to lure it out!"
Sang Qiqi: “……?”
Sang Qiqi pondered for a few seconds before a sudden realization struck her. Could it be that this idiot had simply assumed she was just an ordinary Taoist priest and ignored her? Instead, he was interested in the "evil spirits" she was raising, and so he was persistently trying to break through the black fog and draw them out?
ha.
Sang Qiqi's look towards Qianxu was even more indescribable.
However, she didn't say it directly. Instead, she fumbled in her pocket and pulled out several pieces of talisman paper with strange runes. Qianxu narrowed his eyes, thinking that the talismans looked unusual. Then, as a wisp of ghostly energy spread from one of the talismans, his heart suddenly trembled, and he quickly shifted his body to the edge.
Sang Qiqi raised her red lips.
You want to see ghosts, right?
She has plenty.
With a flick of his finger, the talisman paper floated in mid-air like waves. Then, an exaggerated aura erupted from it, and a hand emerged from the talisman paper. The hand was exceptionally thin, its five fingers long and thin, like chopsticks. The nails at the tips were a deep, dark black, and extremely sharp. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to conceal strands of uncleaned flesh.
The appearance of just one hand caused a sudden strong wind to blow around. The silver thunders attracted by the lightning talisman seemed to be stimulated by something and suddenly crackled down uncontrollably. This time, Sang Qiqi had no intention of stopping it. All the silver thunders were not swallowed by the black fog when they fell. They fell smoothly and gradually formed a circle, trapping Qianxu in it.
Seeing this, Qianxu's face suddenly turned dark. He raised his hand to remove the lightning-inducing talisman under the Sanqing Bell, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, a silver lightning fell on his hand with a puff. His arm was instantly charred and thick black smoke rose.
Sang Qiqi pursed her lips, but still couldn't stop the laughter from spilling out.
Qianxu became even more angry.
Ordinary talismans like the lightning-inducing talisman were tossed aside, and the curse talismans from the Qiankun bag flew out one by one. The first talisman placed under the Sanqing Bell swayed silently, and after a full five seconds, there was no movement. But Sang Qiqi was keenly aware of something strange. Her throat felt like it was blocked, and swallowing became difficult. The same was true for her nose. The feeling of suffocation came over her at a rapid speed, making it completely impossible to breathe.
Sang Qiqi's expression became ferocious. She strangled her neck with her fingers and tried to open her mouth, but it was of no avail.
His eyes rolled up and he could hear intermittent sobbing.
Qianxu sneered. He knew that although this woman was a Taoist priest, she probably didn't have any special abilities and she must have relied on the evil spirits she raised.
His gaze slowly focused on the talisman paper. The evil spirit paused as he extended a hand. But at the moment Sang Qiqi struggled to catch her breath, his aura suddenly began to surge wildly, affecting the surrounding black mist as well, roaring and whipping up a violent wind.
Pop.
The palm began to extend outward, and the equally thin elbow pressed against the talisman paper.
An even more terrifying aura swirled up the dust and mud on the ground, and the black mist, wrapped in endless fury, rushed towards Qianxu. Even though Qianxu was prepared, the moment the black mist arrived, he still felt a terrifying palpitation, as if he would be dragged into the abyss of death in the next second. It seemed to be true. When Qianxu swung out his whisk and peach wood sword to block it, his body was squeezed violently, and he was directly flipped over from head to toe.
He spun several times in the air, but strangely, he didn't feel any pain when he landed.
He thought he was in too much pain and didn't notice anything, but when he turned his eyes to the side, he saw his body being thrown into a strange shape and falling on the flower bed.
……What? !
He suddenly lowered his head and saw his almost transparent soul.
Qianxu's eyes suddenly became terrified, and he ran towards the body frantically.
Just as his fingertips touched the body, a hand reached out from the side, grabbed his wrist, and kicked away the body that was so close.
The body's arms and legs were already broken from the fall, and after being kicked like that, it fell in a parabola, its head embedded in the flower bed, and it fell limply upside down, its shape even more distorted. This scene made Qianxu's eyes bloodshot. With eyes almost blazing, he turned to look at the culprit who grabbed his wrist, but he saw Sang Qiqi's intact face.
All the struggles and pains caused by suffocation disappeared completely, and her fair and beautiful face was clearly filled with the joy of a successful prank.
"You're kidding me? You're kidding me?!"
An angry roar resounded through the sky, shaking Sang Qiqi's eardrums. She rubbed her ears, tossed Qianxu's soul aside, and curled her lips: "What's wrong with playing tricks on you? The law stipulates that I can't play tricks on you?"
but--
She tilted her head to look at the evil ghost staring blankly at the talisman paper.
It seemed to scare it too.
Sang Qiqi touched the tip of her nose. This ghost was actually something she had borrowed from behind Duan Sui's eerie door. Initially, she had just wanted to test out the effects of Sushi's latest evil spell talisman. According to Sushi, this spell could seal the evil ghost and make it work for her, even enhancing its abilities for a short period of time.
Now it seems... it's a bit too strong.
Before she could even make a move, Qianxu was stripped of his body by the other party.
Taoists like Qianxu weren't like these evil spirits, who relied on magical instruments and talismans to fight. Now that they were in spirit form, they couldn't even touch those instruments and talismans, so how could they fight? He was like a fish out of water. Apart from a few hard jumps, he couldn't escape her palm at all.
As for the evil spirits he raised, there was no chance to release them at this moment.
Sang Qiqi shook her head, feeling quite emotional. Qianxu had such a frustrating fight. If he had treated her as a human being earlier and been on guard against her, and had sent out one or two evil spirits to deal with her together, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
Shaking the brand new Qiankun sack, Sang Qiqi was about to stuff Qianxu's soul into it when Qianxu suddenly spoke again, "Pingyangzi has many talented people around him. Even if you have a powerful evil ghost to help you, you may not be able to succeed him. But it will be different if you come to me. If you let me go, I will recommend you to be the head of the branch!"
Sang Qiqi was stunned by this sudden sentence.
She let out an "ah" in confusion, and when she saw Qianxu muttering about the benefits of abandoning Pingyangzi and following him, she suddenly laughed out loud.
Doesn’t this guy think that she was sent by Pingyangzi to kill him?
It seems that she is really good at stirring up trouble.
After staring at Qianxu for a while with a somewhat pitiful and mentally retarded look, Sang Qiqi decisively sealed his mouth and stuffed him and the corpse thrown far away into the Qiankun sack.
Turning around, the hand on the talisman had retracted, but the paper was still suspended in mid-air. Sang Qiqi went over and put the talisman away carefully, then walked away slowly with the sack in hand.
During this time, she couldn't help but sigh: the sack made by Taiwei Sanren and Mingxin are indeed different. She could clearly feel that the new sack held much more, and the material was also better. She didn't feel any pain when she swung it behind her.
It was already late at night when I returned to the funeral home humming a little tune.
Sang Qiqi looked around and found no trace of Duan Sui's return, so she opened the sack and threw out Qianxu's soul first. She stared at Qianxu's body for a few seconds, took out her cell phone and sent a message to Sushi: Do you have any evil curse that has the same effect as the legendary corpse-dissolving water?
Su Shi was dozing off in the hospital at that time. When he was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone, he glanced at the phone screen in a daze.
Immediately, all the sleepyheads disappeared at this moment.
He turned to look at Mingxin who was also dozing off, raised his foot and kicked, frightening Mingxin so much that he jumped three feet high, staring and asking, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Is there a fire?!"
Pengqiu: “…”
He reached out and pushed Mingxin back into the chair. Before he could say anything to comfort her, he heard Sushi ask in a complicated tone, "Are you sure that Miss Sang Qiqi is a good person?"
Hearing Sang Qiqi's name, Ming Xin's straightened body slumped down again. He yawned lazily and said vaguely without even raising his eyelids, "No."
Back in time: “???”
Mingxin spread out his limbs: "Didn't I say she was a ghost?"
At best, he's a good ghost.
Su Shi resisted the urge to kick him again and spoke in a dark voice, "She wants my corpse-transmutation curse."
A curse that turns corpses into corpses? What is this?
Ming Xin, intrigued, stretched his neck and leaned over to Su Shi's side to take a look at the conversation between the two. He exclaimed, but his surprise was not because Sang Qiqi wanted to cast a corpse-transmutation curse, but rather, "You really have one?"
Retrospective: "...Am I weird?"
Ming Xin: "Then it's not surprising that she asked you."
Su Shi: "She also asked me to research a curse that could be used on a living person to separate the body and soul. She said that if I developed it, when I die and enter the underworld, I can tell her name and she will protect me."
Ming Xin: "...Sounds familiar. It seems she has made such a promise to me before."
The two talked for a long time, never getting to the point. But seeing Mingxin's calm demeanor, and remembering that Sang Qiqi seemed to have a good relationship with Taiwei Sanren, Su Shi finally decided to hand over the talisman paper. He had just sent Sang Qiqi a "yes" when he heard a knock on the glass. He turned around and saw Sang Qiqi stepping through the window, reaching for the talisman paper.
Back in time: "..."
With a complicated expression, he handed the talisman to her. He wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, nothing came out. Finally, Sang Qiqi reminded him again and again: "Regarding my suggestion just now, you must take it to heart and work hard on your research. If you really figure it out, after you die, I will help you apply for direct admission to the underworld. You will get a high salary and a small villa by the river."
Back in time: "..."
Ignoring Su Shi's indescribable expression, Sang Qiqi was about to leave when she noticed Qing Yang had opened his eyes and was staring at her. She stepped back, stood by the bed, and asked Ming Xin and his group, "When did he wake up?"
"This afternoon, Daoist Fellow Sushi cast a curse that sealed his hands, feet, and mouth. Now he can't move or speak. I wanted him to recover quickly and then take him back to Liuyun Temple." Mingxin felt it was unlucky to even mention Qingyang's name, so he used the word 'him' instead. Sang Qiqi said "oh" and nodded, "Then let me know when the time comes. I want to hear it too."
"He's very stubborn and may not confess." Before blocking Qingyang's mouth, Mingwu actually came once. Unfortunately, when facing Mingwu's various questions, Qingyang was unwilling to say anything. He just sneered one after another. The laughter made Mingxin's fists clench. If he was not worried about beating the man to death, he would have hit Qingyang in the face with his hard fists.
Sang Qiqi was very calm, saying casually, "There's always a way." Then she thought of something and shook out a sack in front of Qingyang. From the sack, she shook out Qianxu, whose mouth was also sealed. During this time, she accidentally shook out Qianxu's twisted body.
Hearing the clang of a heavy object falling to the ground, Mingxin, Sushi, Pengqiu and Qingyang all looked down at the ground.
The four of them fell silent at the same time.
But unlike Mingxin, Sushi, and Pengqiu's shock, Qingyang's was tinged with a hint of fear. His gaze fixed on Qianxu's face, his heart pounding with astonishment. Although he wasn't the head of the Jiuyou Tongshen Society's outposts, he had met Qianxu several times and even had a good relationship. The Qianxu he remembered wasn't incredibly powerful, but among all the Taoists in the country, he was one of the few who could rival him.
How could such an old Taoist priest who was extremely powerful and also raised three evil ghosts be caught by a young girl?
Moreover, judging from the way Qianxu's body and soul were separated, he must have suffered a great trauma when he was arrested.
When Qingyang was shocked, Qianxu was also shocked.
He had always known that Qingyang was a member of the Jiuyou Tongshen Society. Whenever he met Qingyang, he would occasionally tease that the Taoists in Liuyun Temple were a bunch of fools who didn't even know that their uncle was a traitor.
But now it seems... Qingyang's identity has been exposed!
Qianxu whimpered and called out, and Sang Qiqi raised an eyebrow at that. "Do you know him? That makes things easier. Next time, I'll ask you to describe in detail to Taoist Qingyang how it felt to fall into my hands."
Then her gaze turned to Qingyang again, and Sang Qiqi smiled adorably: "Master Qingyang, remember to be tough for a few more days."
Qingyang: “…”
Threat, this is a threat!
Qingyang pursed his lips and wanted to throw out a piece of talisman paper to cover Sang Qiqi's face, but unfortunately he was tied up tightly by the evil curse and could not move at all. He could only stare at Sang Qiqi with a look full of warning and ferocity.
Sang Qiqi's smile remained unchanged: "You should be thankful that you still have to stay in the hospital for two more days, otherwise your eyeball would be in my hands now."
A few minutes later, after watching Sang Qiqi leave, Su Shi turned around and asked Peng Qiu, "She looks more like a villain than me, doesn't she?"
Pengqiu: “…”
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When Sang Qiqi returned to the funeral home, she noticed a familiar atmosphere. Stepping inside, she saw Duan Sui, who had been missing during the day, sitting on the sofa. Noticing Sang Qiqi's return, he smiled and said, "When I came here, I saw the lights were on, so I knew you were there."
"I'm going to ask Su Shi for the talisman paper for the evil curse." She lifted the sack in her hand, "We successfully captured Qianxu. I'll deal with him later."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door from outside.
Sang Qiqi and Duan Sui were both stunned.
It’s almost twelve o’clock now, why are there still people coming?
"I'll go check it out." Duan Sui stood up and gestured for Sang Qiqi to throw Qianxu into the storage room. He walked to the door, opened it a crack, and when he saw the face outside in the light, his original doubts were all put aside. He called out, "Captain Kong?"
Kong Xingyan was still knocking on the door, but when he saw Duan Sui opening it, he was a little surprised: "You're in the store, isn't Boss Sang here?"
"Here." Sang Qiqi's voice came from inside, and Duan Sui opened the door wider, then took a step back to make room for Kong Xingyan.
Kong Xingyan walked in while explaining, "I just finished my shift and when I passed by I noticed your store was still lit, so I came to take a look. Boss Sang, you—"
The rest of the words were swallowed back into his throat. Kong Xingyan marveled at his own knowledge and experience as he didn't scream when he saw the scene before him.
But his voice still changed: "What are you doing?!"
Sang Qiqi heard his voice and threw Qianxu's body back to the ground. Hearing Kong Xingyan's question, she calmly replied, "Destroy the body and eliminate all traces."
Kong Xingyan: "...Can you please respect my profession?"
Is it reasonable to say that you want to destroy the body in front of a policeman?
"I'm showing you this out of respect. Here, the direct leader behind those Taoist priests in Beiqing Village." She kicked the corpse and nodded at Kong Xingyan. "Ning Changsheng got a new umbrella, but it's not very good. It broke after just two days."
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