Taikubo Fuuya really didn't have much of a guard up against the child behind him.
After all, Nan Yuanman is really too young, with a bone age of only five years old. Coupled with her shorter stature than her peers, she looks like a fluffy, harmless kitten.
Therefore, when Nan Yuanman flipped out the small coffin and smashed it on her back, she didn't react in time and was hit squarely.
A burst of black and gold light suddenly erupted from the small coffin, sending Taikubo Fuya flying. She slammed heavily against the wall and landed on the ground with a thud.
Taikubo Fuuya scrambled to her feet, staring at Nan Yuanman in astonishment and shock: "You! You know magic?!"
“Yes, that’s right.” Nan Yuanman slowly put the small coffin back in, looking at Taikubo Fengya with a guilty expression: “I’m sorry, sister, for the safety of my father and brother, please just die.”
"Your brother?" Taikubo Fengya quickly realized, "You're the expert who's been protecting the Feng family all this time?!"
Could the fate of the Xia Kingdom get any more outrageous?! How old is this child? Five years old! And he already possesses such profound cultivation?!
And the magical artifacts she possessed...
Nan Yuanman blinked his clear, bright eyes, and a look of realization dawned on his chubby face: "Ah! Could it be that you're the evil sorcerer who's been using the luck-stealing technique on my brothers lately?"
"Could it be that Xie Qingya is here too?!"
Was she really that lucky? She found the enemy's hideout right away?
Then, the lingering resentment of the vengeful spirits she sensed when she entered the small fishing village becomes clear.
Since that's the case...
Without further ado, Nan Yuanman opened the coffin lid and threw the small coffin on the ground.
The small coffin landed and grew larger, and Old Master Nan, Zhou Jingchuan, and Zhuangzhuang walked out from inside.
Using the small coffin as cover, Nan Yuanman slightly hooked her finger and threw the small grass hidden in her small handbag onto the ground.
The little grass quickly disappeared into the darkness, swiftly moving towards the direction of the Sealed Star Pool's aura...
As soon as the one stiff figure and two ghosts appeared, a cold wind suddenly swept through the room, the candlelight on the wall flickered, and the light became even dimmer.
Without wasting words, they attacked Okubo Fuuya directly.
Taikubo Fuuga: "!!"
She laughed in exasperation.
After having such a smooth life for so long, I never expected that she, Kubo Fuya, would misjudge someone and end up losing her way!
This is really...
"This is so interesting." Taikubo Fuuya's face, hidden in the darkness, was filled with almost manic excitement: "I was regretting before that I couldn't turn the expert protecting the Feng family into a puppet, but I never expected you to deliver yourself to my doorstep..."
"Once you've entered my territory, do you really think you can leave unscathed?"
Taikubo Fuuya stood up, leaning against the wall, and said something in Japanese. The wooden walls around Nanmanyuan and the ceiling above her head made a slight 'crackling' sound.
Countless figures dressed in samurai attire flew out from the cracked ceiling and walls, wielding samurai swords and slashing towards Nan Yuanman.
Taikubo Fuuya raised his hand, his five fingers wrapped with red threads invisible to ordinary people, which connected to the bodies of the samurai.
A wide smile slowly spread across her lips: "Let me see whether your Xia Kingdom's ghost-controlling techniques are stronger, or my puppetry techniques are stronger!"
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"The Lord of Heaven Sect? I think I've heard of it." Yue Yaxin frowned.
Feng Junhao continued, "This is the lair of the puppeteers of the Zhutian Sect. The villagers of the entire fishing village, no, all living beings in the fishing village, are her puppets."
"even……"
He looked over Yue Yaxin's shoulder and into the dark, empty corner: "There are at least ten puppets in this room right now."
"She will know immediately if you make any unusual movements and will come to stop you."
“We…” Feng Junhao’s voice was hoarse: “We can’t escape.”
Yue Yaxin was shocked: "How did Xie Qingya get in touch with such a dangerous sect? And why would they accept an ordinary person like her?!"
Feng Junhao gave a weak smile: "...The Lord of Heaven Sect is collecting the weaknesses of the powerful and wealthy in Xia Kingdom. She... told the Lord of Heaven Sect about the weaknesses of the powerful and wealthy she had contacted in the capital."
Yue Yaxin: "!"
“I suspect that there are already members of the Church of the Lord of Heaven in the elite circles of Beijing.” Feng Junhao tried to control the scarecrow to move, and gently grasped her fingers: “Ya Xin, I will try to attract the attention of those puppets in a while, and create an opportunity for you to escape.”
"If you want to escape, find a way to tell Aqian this news and have him conduct a thorough investigation of the powerful and influential circles in Beijing."
"The Lord's Church may be brewing a major conspiracy against the Xia Kingdom!"
When Feng Junhao was alive, he was a staunch materialist and never believed in these supernatural things. But after he died, his worldview was constantly reshaped, and he realized that there are many things in this world that science cannot explain.
He was afraid that the conspiracy of the Catholic Church would involve him and Yaxin's three children left on earth.
Yue Yaxin looked pale: "With so many puppets like you said, even if you cause a huge mess, they still have the resources to chase me..."
A thought suddenly struck her, and she excitedly patted the little scarecrow: "That's it! Do you think those puppets might be afraid of fire?"
Most puppeteers use wood to make puppets, and since wood is flammable, fire would likely harm them.
Yue Yaxin thought to herself, ran to Feng Xingchi's side, and, while reciting her sins, rummaged through his pockets, pulling out a lighter from his back pocket.
She looked around, her gaze falling on Feng Xingchi's blood-stained coat. She swiftly and decisively ripped it off, using her ghostly power to protect his body. Then, without hesitation, she began to set fires everywhere!
Just then, a loud bang came from outside, and the ground shook violently.
Yue Yaxin gently sniffed the familiar scent in the air, her eyes lighting up: "It's Perfection!"
Perfect ending!!
Boom!!!
A large hole was blasted into the wooden wall.
Grandpa Nan carried Nan Yuanman and ran quickly, with countless puppets dressed in samurai outfits and holding samurai swords chasing behind them.
While yelling, Nan Yuanman kept throwing Thunderfire Talismans backward. The Thunderfire Talismans exploded violently the moment they touched the puppet: "You, you, you have no martial ethics! You've gone too far!"
They actually managed to control so many puppets! Grandpa alone knocked away over a hundred puppets!
Not to mention, there were more than a dozen puppets entangled with Zhou Jingchuan and Zhuangzhuang.
Just how many puppets does this woman have at her disposal?
Taikubo Fumiya gracefully emerged from the hole in the wall, a wicked smile playing on her beautiful, gentle face: "Well? Little Celestial Master, are you going to admit defeat?"
“These puppets are less than a tenth of my stock. If you are willing to admit defeat, I can be merciful and spare your life, and take you as my disciple.”
Okubo Fumiya thought to herself that she had to give this ignorant child a glimmer of hope in order to see her deeper despair.
She believed that the child would curse her like the Xia Kingdom sorcerers who had come to attack her before.
Unexpectedly, the next second she heard Nan Yuanman say with a happy expression, "Really? You really will spare my life?"
Taikubo Fuuya: "?"
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