Chapter 99: A forced melon? But I'm too interested
A stream of spiritual energy spread from the soles of Duan Anluo's feet, and in an instant formed a holy lotus, just like the Buddha sitting on a lotus platform. It continued to expand, and wherever it passed, it shattered the black fog in the room.
The villa suddenly became bright and clear. Zhou Zuo took a deep breath in shock, thinking that he must have invited a god!
Looking at his chest again, the chain was still there.
He said anxiously: "Master Duan, here I am..."
"Don't worry, once the cause and effect are eliminated, it will naturally disappear."
Just then, a young man with unsteady steps came down from upstairs. Seeing the stranger, he frowned in dissatisfaction: "Dad! Why didn't you tell me you brought someone back?"
Zhou Zuo knew his son's character and quickly reminded him, "Be more careful. This is a master I personally invited!"
He emphasized the word "personally" to remind his unruly son not to offend him.
"What master..." The young man's words were choked in his throat when he saw Duan Anluo. Duan Anluo's appearance was so outstanding that he ignored his father's important reminder.
This man was fond of male homosexuality. After coming to his senses, he extended his hand enthusiastically and came closer with a smile. "I mean, where did you invite this master? He's so young?"
Duan Anluo narrowed his eyes. Before the other party came close, he heard a "pop" sound, followed by a scream. The young man had been beaten to the ground. When he raised his head, there was a clear slap mark on his face.
No one saw who struck him, but the slap was so fast and hard that it stunned the father and son.
After realizing what was happening, the young man's eyes turned red with anger, and he pointed at Duan Anluo: "How dare you hit me?!"
Zhou Zuo sucked in a breath of cold air, then went up and slapped him again, "Hurry up and shut up! Do you want to die?"
Duan Anluo spread his hands innocently, he didn't do anything.
Ling Feng still stood there, his tone as cold as ice: "Control your lustful thoughts, or I will dig out your eyes."
These words were filled with chilling murderous intent, chilling to the bone. The young man began to tremble with fear and dared not say another word.
Ling Feng saw that he was tightly clamping his legs together, and was afraid that he would pee if he was scared any more. He glanced at him with disgust and put away his murderous aura, thinking, what a waste.
Zhou Zuo quickly tried to smooth things over: "My son is a bastard, he just talks a lot and doesn't dare to do anything real, please don't be angry."
After saying that, he glared at his stupid son with a look of disappointment and said, "Get out of here, you idiot. You can play as usual. This guy was invited back by me personally. Didn't you see that I was smiling respectfully? Are you blind? You are looking at him with lustful eyes!"
Looking at Ling Feng again, he didn't dare to look him in the eye. This young man had been silent all the way, not even saying a word. He had never expected that he was a man who would take action without talking nonsense. This slap was really hard. He had never been willing to hit his son like this before.
Duan Anluo tried to smooth things over, "It's okay, I'm not angry, just add more money. Boss Zhou, another 500,000."
Zhou Zuo was so angry that his heart ached. What a useless thing! He only had 500,000 yuan left to work with. He suspected that this master had calculated how much money he had. One million and a half million was the maximum he could take out right now.
When Duan Anlu saw the transfer, the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction.
The young man knew he had offended someone he shouldn't, and tried to run away, but Duan Anluo stopped him, glancing at the chains on the young man's chest. A cold, cold smile curled his lips, "You're a real family. When you made a wish, you promised more than just offerings, right? Start with you, Cuckold King. What did you promise to give?"
The young man's face suddenly changed, and he retorted fearfully: "What nonsense are you talking about! I didn't promise anything! I didn't make a wish to that thing!"
Duan Anluo said calmly, "See, this is the problem. You used someone else's abilities, then turned your back on them. How can they not come after you?"
Duan Anluo raised his hand and drew a talisman in the air. He didn't bring any incense this time, so he could only use the talisman to summon the spirit.
The talisman floated above his head and twisted slightly, but there was no response.
Duan Anluo said to the corner, "Don't worry, I will uphold justice for you. My family also has a great immortal named Huang San, who is from the same clan as you. Do you know him?"
He called Huang San out and said, "Please bring out your kind. I want to question them."
Huang San looked around and said, "My goodness, cause and effect are so confusing."
It tried to invite that fellow out, but that fellow refused to show up, and instead tightened the chains around the Zhou family's hearts.
Duan Anluo's voice sank slightly: "If you don't come out, I will force you to leave."
Huang San exerted his strength suddenly and finally dragged out a large red weasel. He glanced at Duan Anluo and whispered in the red weasel's ear, "As a fellow weasel, I advise you to cooperate well and don't provoke him."
The red-haired man's eyes were gloomy: "I don't trust humans, and I don't trust my own kind who are kept in captivity by humans!"
Duan Anluo hadn't even gotten angry yet, but Huang San's fur exploded: "Who the hell are you talking about being kept in captivity? I'm the immortal he invited back!"
Before he could finish his words, the two weasels had already started fighting with each other.
Zhou Zuo, who had opened his clairvoyance, trembled in fear: "Master Duan, what should we do?"
Duan Anluo was very calm: "No rush, let them fight."
After being pawed several times, the red-haired weasel knew it was no match for its opponent and finally raised its claws to stop the fight. Its eyes rolled around, clearly showing its discontent and still holding back.
Duan Anluo directly placed a spiritual energy cage on its head: "Tell me, what do they owe you?"
The weasel said angrily, "What I want now is what they owe me! His life was bought with his wife's wish!"
Zhou Zuo said angrily: "You are talking nonsense! How could my wife make such a wish?!"
The red-haired yellow wolf taunted: "You have so many lovers outside, why can't your wife take your life? You two are playing with your own things, and you are playing more extravagantly than us animals!"
Zhou Zuo glanced at Duan Anluo awkwardly. "It's just a personal hobby. We all do it voluntarily. I've spent a lot of money on it. I've never forced anyone. Doesn't this count as a bad thing?"
Duan Anluo interrupted him: "I don't care about your personal affairs. I took the money and I'm here to take care of things."
"If his wife wants health and beauty, she has to trade Zhou Zuo's life. Every year she grows younger, she loses a year of her life. His wife already gave me her life in exchange, so why can't I take it too?"
Zhou Zuo thought of his wife getting younger and younger, and cursed in horror: "What a vicious woman! This vicious woman! How dare she take my life?!"
After hearing the noise, Zhou Zuo's wife came downstairs and said, "You traded my life for money, so why can't I trade your life for health and beauty? Do you have to be a traitor, but I can't take revenge?"
The woman's slender high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the stairs. Mrs. Zhou, who was in her fifties, dressed up beautifully but looked only in her thirties, without even a trace of fine lines around her eyes. One could imagine how many years of her husband's life she had already saved.
Zhou Zuo covered his chest with his hands, his heart ached. He pointed at his wife tremblingly, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Mrs. Zhou rolled her eyes gracefully, touched her newly done hairstyle, and muttered, "You bastard, why don't you die?"
Zhou Zuo:!!!
The red-haired weasel pointed at Zhou Zuo again and said, "You wanted money. You made too many wishes before and used up all my spiritual power. Then the things you wished for changed. You offered your wife's life in exchange for five million. But you didn't give it to me! You asked me to get it myself!"
It sneered, "You want to put me in an unjust position, to bring me karma, to harm me! But you didn't anticipate this, did you? This was your own wish. You offered tribute, burned incense, and reported it to heaven and earth! Now that she's dead, the consequences will be yours!"
Duan Anluo almost laughed out loud when he heard this. Wow, this couple is really playing tricks on each other: the husband trades his wife's life for money, the wife trades her husband's life for youth and health. They make wishes for each other, no wonder things are sometimes good and sometimes bad.
The red-haired weasel pointed at Zhou Zuo's son again and said, "This little bastard gets cheated on every time he falls in love. Do you know why? His good sister fell in love with a rich boy, and after trying everything to win him over, she ended up borrowing all his luck in love and marriage for the rest of his life!"
The weasel laughed after he finished speaking, and said sarcastically, "So he gets cheated on every time he's in a relationship. He gets dumped every day. Hahaha, so funny! This human said you're the cuckold king, and he's right!"
Duan Anluo tried to hold back his laughter. Layer after layer, he really couldn't count how many layers there were.
The weasel continued, "And what about him? He thinks his lack of romantic prospects is because he's not handsome enough, so he borrowed his sister's beauty. That's why your daughter is getting uglier and uglier. She gets plastic surgery every day, but she's getting uglier. You, as a family, are the cause of your own troubles! Is it wrong for me to take what you owe me? You will bear the consequences of your own actions!"
When Zhou Zuo heard this, he glared at his son and said, "You, you guys!"
His son trembled and lowered his head, not daring to look at him. Zhou Zuo closed his eyes in despair and took a deep breath: "What a sin our family has committed!"
Duan Anluo said calmly, "If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked too. What's so hard to understand about this?"
Zhou Zuo ignored the sarcasm in Duan Anluo's words and asked anxiously, "Master Duan, what should we do? How should we deal with this?"
Duan Anluo spread his hands, "What can I do? You made the wish yourself, so of course you have to repay it yourself. It was originally just a guardian deity, to keep your home safe and your family healthy. But you insisted on making wishes that would embarrass it, and when you made wishes, you even respected the heavens, the earth, and your ancestors, and even smeared things on its rank. It has no choice but to do it, so what do you want it to do?"
Zhou Zuo became even more anxious: "Master Duan! You can't just take the money and leave me alone!"
"How could I not care? Haven't I cleared all my debts? The debt of karma must be repaid by oneself in the end."
Zhou Zuo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Master Duan, I understand! Is it because our destiny is not yet there?"
He rushed into the study, quickly signed the contract, photographed it, and handed it to his friend, saying, "I've signed the contract. Please pay me a deposit of two million first."
Then he transferred the money to Duan Anluo, "Master Duan, do you think this will work? As long as this matter is completely resolved, I am willing to sell my house, my car, and pay more! Otherwise, our family will be destroyed by this disaster!"
The red-haired yellow wolf was displeased when he heard this: "What do you mean by being harmed by me? It's obviously you who harmed yourselves!"
"It's true that you made the wish yourself, but for the sake of money," Duan Anluo said slowly, "I can help you clear all the karma. But correspondingly, all the wishes you made before will be invalidated, and the things you have already obtained will gradually be lost, and everything will return to normal. Can you accept it?"
At this point, Zhou Zuo dared not say no, "Accept it! As long as my life is saved, anything is fine!"
His wife disagreed, "No!"
Zhou Zuo asked angrily, "Are you crazy? We will die! Our whole family will die!"
Mrs. Zhou glared, "I'd rather die than grow old!"
The red-haired yellow wolf also bared its teeth in protest: "Human! You are forcibly tampering with cause and effect! You will be punished!"
Duan Anluo glanced out the window and said nonchalantly, "If the thunder wants to strike, it will strike. Even if I don't care, it will still strike me."
After saying this, the spiritual energy in his hand turned into a sword, directly cutting off all the cause and effect lines. The cause and effect were forced to become tangled, and returning to the original path was the right way.
He said to Zhou Zuo, "Boss Zhou, you are too greedy. You will have to bear the backlash yourself. There is no point in regretting it."
Zhou Zuo felt a sense of relief when he saw the chains on his chest disappear. He didn't care about anything else. Regrets would come later; for now, he was happy to be alive.
Mrs. Zhou couldn't see and didn't know what happened. She just felt her body lighten. She quickly touched her face and asked, "What did you do?"
Duan Anluo didn't want to argue with her, so he told her what she wanted to hear: "He saved your life, but he made a wish with your life, so it doesn't count anymore."
But when her fate returns to normal, she may be older than before.
Mrs. Zhou touched her face happily. It was great that she had saved her life and her face had not aged.
After Duan Anluo cleaned up the magnetic field, he asked Boss Zhou, "Who taught you this method of offering sacrifices and praying?"
Zhou Zuo thought for a moment and said, "Oh, that booklet! Wait a moment, I'll get it for you."
As he spoke, he walked quickly to his study, opened a small compartment under the shrine of the guardian deity, and took out a thin booklet from it.
"Master Duan, this is it." Zhou Zuo now realized that something was wrong with this thing. "I picked it up at the gate. I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect..."
Duan Anluo took it, opened it and took a look. It recorded the various uses of the guardian deity.
Looking at the aura of the red-haired weasel again, he lowered his head and asked, "You are responsible for half of these causes and effects. Don't you see the karma you have? Someone wants to fatten you up and make you evil, and then eat you."
The red-haired weasel trembled all over, but still said stubbornly: "Impossible!"
Duan Anluo was too lazy to reason with it, "Do you want to come with me? I just happen to like red-haired and golden-haired things recently."
Red Hair was very proud: "I will never be kept in captivity by humans!"
Duan Anluo narrowed his eyes: "Huh? A forced melon? But I'm too interested."
Huang San whispered, "As a fellow human being, I advise you to take the opportunity he gives you."
The red-haired man was rebellious: "I won't!"
"Quite stubborn." Duan Anluo chuckled, and suddenly made a move, grabbing the red-haired weasel by the scruff of the neck.
It struggled desperately, but was picked up by Duan Anluo and thrown to the ground.
Red Hair was knocked to the ground, seeing stars, his head was buzzing, and his front paws twitched twice.
Then, it was picked up and slammed to the ground. Before it could react, Duan Anluo picked it up and asked, "Will you come with me?"
“No!”
Duan Anluo fell twice more, "Will you come with me?"
“No!”
Duan Anluo was not angry. He continued to throw the baby twice each time. After each throw, he would ask, "Will you come with me?"
Three minutes later, the red-haired weasel with a head full of lumps stood obediently beside Duan Anluo's legs, head lowered: "I'll go with you."
Duan Anluo was dissatisfied, "You haven't begged me yet."
Red Hair fell to the ground in frustration, "Master, please, let me go with you, wuwuwu..."
Duan Anluo smiled with satisfaction: "Wouldn't it have been better if you had been so well behaved earlier? Why are you crying? Hurry up and get up. Look at you, your saliva is flowing out."
Red Hair raised his head and cried even harder. Was he drooling? His mouth was so swollen it couldn't close. Woo woo woo...
Duan Anluo planned to bring Hongmao back and follow this clue to see if he could find out who was behind the scenes.
Those who eat monsters can only be monsters. He likes to eat monsters with evil spirits and karma. He thought of one of them - the old man who was competing with him for grudges.
The red-haired weasel followed Duan Anluo obediently, a leash formed from spiritual energy around its neck. Huang San, looking at its face swollen like a pig's head, said disdainfully, "Why did you mess with him? Just give in and save yourself a beating."
Red Hair tried to hold it back, but couldn't, tears and snot started to fall again. Who knew he was so cruel?!
It struggled, using all its spiritual power to struggle, but his hand, although slender in appearance, was as strong as a vise, and it gripped the flesh on the back of its neck and wouldn't let go. It was so painful from the fall that even its soul ached.
Boss Zhou had some family matters to deal with, so he didn't go to see Duan Anlu off and asked the family driver to do so.
Duan Anluo didn't care, as he had the money anyway.
In the car, he transferred another one million to Ling Feng.
Ling Feng said he wanted nothing and had done nothing, so how could he charge so much money?
At the same time, he thought to himself, Brother Duan earns more than them. They don't make that much money on a mission that's so dangerous. Brother Duan made 3.5 million in just one afternoon.
What he didn't know was that these 3.5 million were only the last funds that the Zhou family could squander. From now on, Boss Zhou would no longer be Boss Zhou. Boss Zhou would really have to sell his house, car, and factory to repay the karma he owed before.
Duan Anluo asked, "Really?"
Ling Feng: "No."
"Okay, I'll save it for you first," Duan Anluo said with a smile, "When you get married, I'll give you some extra betrothal gifts."
Ling Feng said coldly: "No."
"What about the dowry?"
"..." Ling Feng was speechless. This matter couldn't be resolved, right?
Duan Anluo smiled happily. It was more interesting to tease Lingfeng than Baizi.
Bai Ziyue, that naughty monkey, will jump up and down like crazy if you tease him. He will also climb up the pole. When he reaches the top, he will perform a monkey dance for you and ask you, "Brother, how was my dance? Brother, why don't you applaud me?"
He had committed a sin. Duan Anluo felt sorry for Si Cang and brought Bai Ziyue with him every day, which was very noisy.
Duan Anluo separated the money and saved it. Suddenly he remembered and asked, "What did your ancestors do?"
Ling Feng said succinctly: "Exorcise the demon."
"Exorcist..." Duan Anluo suddenly remembered a young man who claimed to be the descendant of a demon-exorcist family. He was deceived by a demon disguised as a human and eventually fell into a ravine and was about to die. He happened to pass by and rescued him.
The young man ate and drank for free at his side for half a year. When he was taken away by his family, he hugged his legs and cried bitterly. He was even knocked unconscious by his family and taken away.
The reason why Duan Anluo could remember it was because the young man had promised to send him a box of gold ingots, but in the end he didn't send him anything.
Duan Anluo wanted to laugh: Could it be the descendant of that silly guy?
There was no trace of that young man on Ling Feng's face. That young man had a righteous look on his face, and his heart to fight against demons and defend justice was like a bucket of chicken blood.
Ling Feng was gloomy and taciturn, and didn't like to talk. But from the energy with which he beat Bai Ziyue, it was clear that he was a man of many thoughts and a sullen and mean-spirited type.
Ling Feng asked in a low voice: "Do you remember?"
"What are you remembering?" Duan Anluo laughed. "How much older am I than you? One year? How would I know about the past?"
Ling Feng was not sure whether Duan Anluo was the person his ancestors were looking for. Just as he was hesitating about how to ask, Duan Anluo had already tilted his head to the other side and closed his eyes to rest.
Ling Feng could only give up and thought that he would find a chance to ask the boss later.
The driver dropped them off at the gate of the residential complex, and the two got out and walked all the way in. Duan Anluo stared at the top of Ling Feng's head for a long time, and finally couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Is that... a horn on your head?"
Ling Feng paused and raised his hand to take off his hat.
The horn on the top of the head does look like a horn, with a faint hint of dark red in the deep black, and a texture like jade and bone. It winds out from the hair, outlining a cold, hard and ancient outline, and the surface is also wrapped with extremely bright blood-red lines.
"It's the backlash of the demonic energy," Ling Feng said in a low voice. "It's said that the demonic energy in his blood was too deep, and he didn't die when he should have, so he became like this."
Duan Anluo smiled softly: "It looks pretty good."
Ling Feng didn't say anything, but just put his hat back on, taking these words as a kind of comfort and accepting them silently.
"It doesn't matter what kind of power you use," Duan Anluo said in a normal tone, "as long as you can control it and make it your weapon." He stretched out his hand, and a wisp of dark demonic energy surged out from his palm. The breath of the ancient demon god was evil and ferocious, but it curled up docilely in his hand, like a piece of silk that was casually fiddled with.
The demonic energy in Ling Feng's body was immediately aroused by this breath of ancient demons. The horns on his head trembled slightly, and several black silk-like lines spread to his forehead, and a faint red light appeared in his eyes.
Almost at the same moment, Si Cang suddenly looked up and out the window.
Bai Ziyue and the Demon Monk stood up at the same time.
But the next second, the monstrous demonic energy suddenly disappeared.
Duan Anluo's hand gently fell on Ling Feng's head, suppressing the uncontrollable magic power.
He rubbed it gently, thinking of Ling Feng's naive ancestor. Duan Anluo comforted him softly: "You are already very impressive to be able to control it to this extent. I will think of a way to help you seal this evil energy in your body, and you can mobilize it when you need it."
Ling Feng's eyes widened slightly: "Can it be hidden?"
"I'll try, it should be fine." Duan Anluo withdrew his hand, his tone relaxed, "Go back and have a good rest. I'll text you when I figure out a solution."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. Go back. I've ordered some food for you. It should be delivered when you get home."
"Yes," Ling Feng replied in a low voice, "I'll take you to the door."
"I've already seen my home, what else could go wrong?"
Ling Feng didn't say anything, just followed silently.
Duan Anluo had no choice but to let him follow.
When they reached the door, Si Cang was waiting there. Duan Anluo waved at Ling Feng: "Go back and rest."
Ling Feng greeted Si Cang politely before leaving.
Si Cang looked at Ling Feng's back, a little surprised: "Why is this stubborn donkey so obedient?"
"Stubborn donkey? Are you talking about Ling Feng?"
"Each one is more stubborn than the other." Si Cang held Duan Anluo's face and said sourly, "The stubborn donkey will be obedient after going out with you for a while. When we come back, he will be obedient."
Duan Anluo narrowed his eyes, "Are you jealous, or are you praising me?"
“Both.”
Duan Anluo raised his chin proudly: "Of course, I've tamed the biggest stubborn donkey, so how can I tame the little stubborn donkey? Isn't it just a matter of sprinkling water on it?"
"The biggest stubborn donkey?" Si Cang raised his eyebrows.
"Hmm!" Duan Anluo said with a smile, "The stubborn nuclear-powered donkey is really hard to control."
Si Cang's eyes were dark. When he entered the house, he hugged him in his arms. Duan Anluo quickly pushed him away: "Stop making trouble, I haven't eaten yet."
Si Cang nudged Duan Anluo's ear with his chin, "What do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it to you."
"No need. I ordered takeout on the way. It should be here soon. I'm going to take a shower. Can you help me put it away?" Duan Anluo hugged Si Cang tightly, and only after letting go did he remember, "Oh, please help me look after this rat."
He summoned the red-haired weasel and instructed, "Just tie it to the table leg. It bears the mark of the great demon. Don't lose it. I need it to find the demon. And here's this booklet, keep it."
Si Cang looked down and asked, "Why is this rat as fat as a pig?"
Duan Anluo: "If it doesn't obey, I'll beat it until it's swollen."
Si Cang: "Why did you only hit the head and not the body?"
Red Hair:!!!
Neither of you two are good people!
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