Chapter 18: A Frosty Sword I'm afraid the entire Guanshan County saw this sword...
Several servants of the Hu family stared at Li Zhou with unfriendly faces. Seeing that she didn't leave, some rolled up their sleeves, while others picked up sticks.
"Little Bull Nose, are you also an accomplice of these actors?"
Zhao Erbao was caught and looked ashamed. How did the Hu family know that Sister Hua was theirs... Is this a ghost?
Young Taoist priest, help me.
He stared at Li Zhou eagerly, knowing that the young Taoist priest was their last straw.
In the eyes of these wealthy people, those who perform operas are of the lowest class. They are considered to be evildoers and harm others. How can they have a good ending?
Never mind the national laws. The county government has its own public opinion... Would the county magistrate offend the local tyrants for the sake of a few of them?
Li Zhou noticed his look asking for help.
On the way to Hu Mansion, Li Zhou studied the martial arts carefully.
Although she didn't know why, she seemed to have a talent for collecting emotions like fear.
She looked at the servants of the Hu family who were speaking harshly, patted the gourd on her waist lightly, pulled out the cork, and quickly recited the sentence in her mouth: "How can the light of a grain of rice compete with the brightness of the bright moon?"
The Hu family servant only saw her lips moving quickly, but couldn't hear what she was saying. He subconsciously took two steps forward: "What are you mumbling...ah!"
A blinding white light instantly enveloped everyone present.
The Hu family's servants were so irritated that their eyes were filled with tears, and they were still confused.
"Collect," Li Zhou said in a serious tone, "Collect, collect, collect..."
After saying six, corresponding to the number of Hu family servants, she immediately stuffed the gourd with a stopper, and finally said, "Hurry up and obey the order."
She still remembers this classic line from the Taoist priest.
This strange behavior made everyone feel depressed.
A servant of the Hu family pointed at the gourd and said tremblingly: "Demon, you, what have you done?"
Li Zhou smiled without saying anything, letting them imagine what was going on.
Everyone was about to beat Li Zhou out with sticks, but at this moment they all felt chest tightness, shortness of breath, and discomfort all over.
It must be this demon who took away their energy and made them so weak!
Looking at the pale faces of the Hu family servants, Li Zhou felt waves of fear surging into his body.
She was about to use this power to knock them down, but then she thought, she couldn't let it end like this, and she had to make good use of their emotions.
Li Zhou stroked the gourd and smiled, "Don't worry, this gourd of mine has never stolen your energy, nor will it use your energy to cast a spell on you, or curse you, or refine your energy into a substitute to make you feel the pain of being boiled in an oil pan or climbed a mountain of knives..."
With every word Li Zhou said, the faces of the Hu family servants turned paler, and the fear Li Zhou received increased.
She was clearly telling the truth, but the Hu family servant automatically removed the words "no" and "can't", and was frightened by his own imagination.
One of them stared at her gourd and suddenly raised his arm and shouted, "Let's go together and grab that thing..."
"One, sword, frost, cold..." How could Li Zhou wait for him to finish? He smiled slightly and recited the poem on the simulator.
She couldn't think of any words that carried spiritual power, but after taking exams for so many years, who wouldn't be able to copy questions?
However, when she read only the fourth word, she felt a huge resistance, strangling her throat and fixing her tongue, preventing her from uttering the last three words "Fourteen States".
Is it because she is not good enough to reach this point now?
Li Zhou thought for a moment and changed his words decisively: "...official, mountain, county."
A frosty sword brings cold weather to Guanshan County!
Although his tone was lowered a lot, Li Zhou successfully said this adapted poem.
A bloody smell rushed up her throat. Obviously, covering the entire Guanshan County was a huge pressure for her now.
But no matter what, she has succeeded.
A bright sword light appeared out of nowhere, passed through the Hu Mansion, crossed Chunsheng Lane, passed over the head of the City Goddess in a sedan chair carried by eight people, and finally landed in Li Zhou's palm, gathering into a frosty sword full of spiritual energy.
Cui Wangsun, who was setting up a row of knives, needles and hooks in front of the altar, frowned, stopped piercing holes in the tied-up Zhu'er's body, and started counting with his fingers.
In the sealed hat box of Guihua Society, a blood-stained class nameplate poked out from the gap in the box, with the three words "Yu Niang Niang" written on it facing upwards, and the bloodstains meandered out a slanted phoenix eye.
In the courtyard where Sister Hua of Chunsheng Lane lived before her death, the statue of Prince Bodhisattva shook, turned around, and faced the gate, trying to cover up one's ears and steal the bell. If one cannot see it, one will not be afraid.
The statue of the City Goddess was patrolling the streets of the county town, looking down at everyone with kind eyes. The believers who had just finished singing the song to welcome the City God and then continued singing the song to make fun of the City God did not see it. Suddenly, the City Goddess rolled her eyes and looked up at the white cloud in the sky that left a trail of sword energy.
Only a little kid who was held in the arms of his family saw this scene and pointed at the statue and said, "The goddess rolled her eyes too."
As soon as he finished speaking, his family immediately covered his mouth: "Don't offend the queen."
The servants in the Hu Mansion had no way of knowing all this.
But they also saw with their own eyes the powerful magical powers displayed by the little Taoist priest in front of them.
Everyone seemed to be under a spell, unable to move forward or backward.
Li Zhou casually made a sword flower with his hand, and said with a half-smile: "The purpose of my coming here is to catch the real evil spirit. Do you want to sacrifice your own blood to this sword that can kill evil spirits?"
If the Hu family's servants still had a glimmer of hope before Li Zhou drew his sword, thinking that they were outnumbered and could capture the young Taoist priest together, they might be able to do so.
After Li Zhou drew his sword, this chance of luck was gone.
This Taoist priest is a truly accomplished person!
In addition to fear, the servants of the Hu family felt both surprised and happy.
What was surprising was that Li Zhou, at such a young age, had such profound cultivation. I’m afraid the entire Guanshan County saw this sword.
The good news is that compared to Cui Wangsun, the young Taoist priest's appearance is much more respectable and upright, with a three-foot-long sword and fluttering robes. Who wouldn't say that he has an immortal appearance and is a god?
Think about what the young Taoist priest said, that they must catch the real evil spirit. Everyone understands that their master has most likely fallen into the trap of evil spirits, and the young Taoist priest is the real immortal master!
"Master, please follow me."
The person who spoke was the one who originally shouted "Let's go together". He reacted the fastest and quickly changed his words, nodding and bowing to lead Li Zhou.
“Why don’t you let me go?” Zhao Erbao also began to tremble. He broke free from the Hu family servant who was holding him down and trotted after Li Zhou. “Little Taoist priest, let me tell you, that guy came right after the incident at the Hu Mansion. He must not be a good person. I believe what you said about Sister Hua being reluctant to leave the world. I believe what you said about her hurting people… Even if she wanted to hurt people, she would hurt Master first. If he hadn’t called us to get up early to practice every day, Sister Hua wouldn’t have gotten enough sleep. If she had gotten enough sleep, how could she have been stabbed by the steel fork by accident…”
Zhao Erbao kept mumbling, fully demonstrating the deep affection between the master and his apprentice in the Osmanthus Fragrance Society.
As Li Zhou listened, he felt the three emotions of fear, surprise, and joy coming from the Hu family's servants, as well as the foul air coming from the front.
This aura is so similar to that emitted by a viper.
Following Li Zhou's gaze, the Hu family servant covered his lips with his hand and whispered, "The place in front is where Master Cui is performing the ritual!"
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