After the big yellow dog and the little dumpling left, Zhao Youliang was about to close the door and go to Old Liu's place to cultivate when he saw Qi Shan and Qi Zhigang walking towards him from afar.
Qi Zhigang was being dragged along by Qi Shanqiang, and he was cursing under his breath.
"How could someone as smart as me have given birth to such a stupid son like you!"
"Your grandfather wants our lives, what are you hesitating for!"
"He's ruthless, so we'll be ruthless too, no problem! Quickly ask our nephew Youliang to help us deal with that old bastard!!"
Upon hearing Qi Shan's curses, Zhao Youliang instantly guessed what had happened:
It's simply that Qi Zhigang hesitated because of family ties, and Qi Shan got angry when he found out.
When he arrived in front of Zhao Youliang, Qi Shan was no longer as arrogant as he had been during their first meeting, and his face was full of obsequious smiles.
"Quantum, I'm counting on you for this!"
"Hey, here's a thousand yuan, please take it... Uncle understands the rules of your immortal sect!"
As he spoke, Qi Shan threw a cloth bag on the ground, and what came out of it were indeed the memorial tablets he had seen last night.
Besides Qi Zhigang and his father, there were also his eldest and second uncles.
However, both memorial tablets were cracked because they had been worshipped to death by Old Man Qi.
While secretly lamenting, "What kind of family is this?", Zhao Youliang beckoned Qi Zhigang and his son to come in through the back door.
After patting the dejected Qi Zhigang on the shoulder, he asked Qi Shan seriously.
"Are you sure you want me to break the 'Life-Borrowing' technique?"
"Let me make this clear beforehand: if it gets broken, your father is doomed."
"Also, this matter involves a life, one thousand is not enough, you have to give me another nine thousand."
Qi Shan was stunned when he heard this. He was stunned not because he felt sorry for his father, but because he felt sorry for the money.
However, she gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement: "Okay! Ten thousand it is!"
"Nephew, you should get to work now. Once the nine thousand is done, you'll get every single penny!"
Zhao Youliang nodded slightly upon hearing this and immediately began preparations.
He took out a piece of red paper, cut out two palm-sized paper figures, and then wrote the birth dates of Qi Shan and Qi Zhigang on them.
"Cut off a lock of your hair and give it to me, and give me a drop of blood from your fingertip."
Upon hearing this, Qi Shan dared not delay. After finishing, he even helped Qi Zhigang, who was still hesitant, by cutting his hair and pricking his fingertips.
"Are you stupid? It's either him or us who die now, what are you thinking about?!"
"I know you're filial, but is this how a grandfather should act?!"
After sticking the blood and hair of the father and son onto the paper figure, Zhao Youliang brought eight incense sticks.
Each paper figure has four sticks, and they are erected using incense sticks as supports.
"My natal deity is above my head, the sun, moon and stars protect me, I am connected to heaven and earth and to my primordial spirit, and sixty generals come to assist me."
"Dispel illness and misfortune, ensure good fortune; blessings will come, the gates of heaven will open... Five blessings arrive and open the gates of heaven and earth."
"I obey the decree of the Divine Mother Goddess!"
After the incantation, the two red paper figures began to tremble violently, and billowing black smoke rose from their bodies.
At the same time, Zhao Youliang took a mouthful of liquor and forcefully sprayed it at the paper figure.
With a whoosh, the two paper figures immediately burst into flames.
At the same time, Qi Zhigang and his son felt refreshed and invigorated.
It's like someone who's been locked in a room full of smelly feet and socks for a long time, suddenly being released and able to breathe fresh air.
Qi Shan's face lit up with surprise: "Big, nephew, is it alright?"
Zhao Youliang nodded slightly: "Okay, that's fine."
"Remember: burn your memorial tablets with peach wood at midnight tonight, and then... then prepare for your father's funeral."
After explaining the "precautions," Zhao Youliang lost interest.
He waved to signal that the Qi family father and son could leave, and then plopped down in a chair.
Huang Yu, being perceptive, understood Zhao Youliang's feelings after his first "murder" and appeared to comfort him softly.
"Quantum, it doesn't have to be like that."
"Forcibly borrowing someone's lifespan is against all reason and law, you did nothing wrong."
After Huang Yu finished speaking, the grasshopper spirit immediately followed up with its own words.
"Exactly, exactly. In today's terms, Quantum, you did a heroic act."
"Look at us, all the good karma we've accumulated has increased, which proves even more that what you did was right!"
Speaking of accumulating good deeds in secret, the observant Huang Yu noticed a very serious problem:
Logically speaking, Zhao Youliang's good karma should have increased the most after helping others "settle things," but his "qi" did not change at all.
"How could this be? Is it because Quantum doesn't have a lifespan?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang smiled wryly: "Brother Xiaoyu, is there any way to restore my lifespan?"
"I don't need much, just enough to support my dad in his old age and see him off when he passes away."
"This..." Huang Jiaxian smiled bitterly upon hearing this, because he had rarely seen a situation like Zhao Youliang's throughout history.
It's clear that his lifespan had run out, yet he didn't die; it was a "natural" survival, not the use of any secret technique.
Just as Huang Jiaxian was pondering this, outside the town:
Two blurry ghostly figures drifted over, each holding a soul-summoning banner and a mourning stick, respectively; they were the ghost messengers who had come to collect souls.
"I am the greatest in both the Yin and Yang realms; if I want you to be born, you will be born. If Yama (the King of Hell) decrees someone to die at midnight, who dares to keep someone alive until dawn?"
During the song, the taller one let out a cold laugh.
"So that Lord Zhao... Zhao Youliang has no relation to the young general at all. On the contrary, he is a boy who escaped from the throne of King Biancheng."
"He must be arrested and brought back for trial today!"
The short ghost messenger sneered upon hearing this: "What's hateful is that you and I, brothers, have been deceived for so long and ridiculed by our colleagues!"
"However, how did he obtain the young general's magical artifact? This needs to be carefully considered."
As the two ghost messengers were discussing and traveling, they suddenly felt a darkness overhead.
Looking up, I saw a straight figure standing on the opposite mountain.
The morning sunlight was blocked by this figure, which also enveloped the two ghost messengers.
The ghost messenger sneered: "Heh, where did this ignorant fool come from, daring to obstruct the messenger from the underworld?"
As he spoke, he floated and drifted toward the figure.
As mentioned earlier, no cultivator in the world dares to offend the underworld officials.
Not to mention cultivators, even accomplished earth immortals and wandering immortals cannot do it.
The power of the underworld is far more complex than it appears on the surface, a point we will explain later.
If the underworld were really as weak as portrayed in some movies and TV shows, our world would have been in chaos long ago.
......
The figure only slowly turned around when the two ghost messengers were right in front of it.
It was Wang Youcai, Zhao Youliang's cousin whom he had acquired for free.
At this moment, Wang Youcai's demeanor became even colder and more ruthless, and it was as if countless souls were surrounding his body.
The ghost messenger clearly did not recognize Wang Youcai. Although impressed by the other party's imposing manner, he still spoke with a cold smile.
"Regardless of who you are or what your purpose is here, we advise you to get out of the way immediately."
"Otherwise, behold the divine might that is like a prison!"
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