"Wow, is it really that amazing?!"
Zhao Youliang was greatly surprised to see this, and took another deep breath and blew it out forcefully.
He used so much force that his spittle landed all over Liao Zhiyuan's face.
Even so, the three candles stubbornly burned, like flickering will-o'-the-wisps.
Liao Zhiyuan didn't share Zhao Youliang's refined tastes. He wiped away the spittle that had just been sprayed at him while wearing a mournful face.
"Quantum Bro, stop messing around! Am I going to be unlucky?!"
Meanwhile, at a villa belonging to someone named Tian in the distance.
Miyamoto Yamaki was laboriously carrying Tian's body up to the second floor, his face full of questions.
"Lord Matsui, what use is this filthy fellow to you? I think you should just drag him outside and burn him."
At this moment, Matsui Ichiro was no longer dressed in a suit and tie, but instead wore the traditional dark blue-black clothing of the Japanese pirates.
The curtains on the second floor of the villa were all drawn, and seven pale candles were lit in each of the four corners.
Upon hearing Miyamoto Yamaki's question, Matsui Ichiro chuckled coldly.
"Miyamoto-kun, you don't know, even a piece of trash has its use."
"Today I will make use of this waste and use the secret techniques of our Nine Chrysanthemums School to find out the background of the Chinese who cast the spell a few days ago."
After saying this, Matsui Ichiro sat cross-legged on the ground and sprinkled a handful of black insect eggs on Tian's corpse.
These insect eggs immediately began to wriggle, transforming into countless fleshy worms that rushed into Tian's corpse.
A moment later, the corpse actually struggled to stand up, making "hoarse" sounds.
His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he stared intently at Miyamoto Yamaki and Matsui Ichiro.
"This, this..."
Miyamoto Yamaki was clearly an ordinary person, and he was immediately stunned by the scene before him.
Matsui Ichiro sneered, took out a nine-story square tower that was completely black, and smashed it hard on the forehead of Tian's corpse.
The corpse immediately reacted as if struck by lightning, screaming and rolling on the ground.
Matsui Ichiro then took the opportunity to flick out black silk, wrapping the corpse like a silkworm cocoon, and dumped it onto the roof.
Then he took out a bronze lamp and gestured for Miyamoto Yamaki to place it under the corpse's head to roast it.
At the same time, he chanted: "Auspicious, inspiring, Thunder and Wood Venerable."
"Borrowing momentum, with ghostly flames above their heads, the dead emerge!"
After the incantation was completed, the bronze lamp beneath Tian's corpse suddenly transformed into a torch, and the rising flames instantly devoured the silkworm pupa inside.
By the time the corpse fell, it had turned pitch black, and corpse oil was still dripping from it.
It landed on the ground like scalding lava, making a sizzling, burning sound.
Especially the head of the corpse, with blue flames constantly burning above the skull.
Anyone who didn't know better would think this thing had been "lit up in the sky (Note 1)".
Seeing that the mission was accomplished, Matsui Ichiro took out a demon-head sword and pointed it outside the villa.
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Go and avenge yourself!"
Upon hearing this, Tian's body immediately smashed through the window and jumped from the second floor.
With a thud, it crashed heavily to the ground and roared as it disappeared into the boundless night.
Only after the body had completely disappeared did Miyamoto Yamaki dare to speak.
"Matsu-Matsui-sama, didn't you say a few days ago that you didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble?"
"Why now...?"
Matsui Ichiro gave a wicked smile: "Miyamoto-kun, you don't know this: if I had used the secret technique to counterattack back then, the enemy could have locked onto us by tracking our aura."
"But five days have already passed."
There's a Chinese saying: "It begins with one, is established at three, is perfected at five, triumphs at seven, and reaches its peak at nine."
“Now that the ‘several’ threshold has been reached, if I use any more techniques to retaliate, I won’t be tracked back.”
Miyamoto Yamaki nodded deeply, seemingly understanding, and quietly awaited the outcome.
Meanwhile, at Zhao Youliang's home.
At this moment, Zhao Youliang also realized the seriousness of the matter. Ignoring the surprised looks of his adoptive father and sister, he quickly chanted a spell with his finger between his eyebrows.
"The five stars shine brightly, illuminating the darkest realm. Thousands of gods and saints protect my true spirit. Giant beasts subdue the five weapons. Five demons perish and are annihilated. Wherever I go, all gods welcome me."
"break!"
As the word "broken" was uttered, the three "naughty" candles finally went out, though wisps of smoke still curled up.
The smoke rose into the air and formed a crying, grotesque face that lingered for a long time.
Chang Jie, who had been silent all along but was puffing on his cigarette, opened his mouth and blew out a large, round smoke ring that covered the ghost face.
The smoke ring contracted rapidly, squeezing the ghost face apart with a "poof".
Chang Jie then continued smoking, completely satisfied, and kept exhaling smoke that formed maggots of various shapes, having a great time.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Youliang asked in surprise, "Little Egg, do you know the origin of that funny face from earlier?"
Chang Jie looked completely bewildered by the question and shook his chubby little head listlessly.
"I don't know, what's wrong with quantum mechanics?"
"I just thought it was too ugly, so I blew a circle to strangle it."
Zhao Youliang: "......"
Just as they were talking, a cold wind suddenly rose up. Seeing this, Zhao Youliang quickly asked his adoptive father and sister to take him back to his room and put up a talisman to ward off evil spirits on the door.
He then kicked the big yellow dog, who was lying dozing under the table, awake.
The main problem is that he's abused too many female dogs these past few days, and even Dahuang's stamina can't handle it anymore...
"Hey Dog Bro, Dog Bro, could you please wake up? Someone's coming to beat us up!"
The big yellow dog, whose sleep had been disturbed, was about to beat up Zhao Youliang, but upon hearing this, it immediately became alert.
The dog looked around, searching for anyone who dared to provoke it.
Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan quickly peered out the window, ready to fight at any moment.
Just then, the grasshopper spirit suddenly cried out and pointed into the distance.
"Quantum, quantum, look over there!"
Following the direction the grasshopper spirit pointed, I saw two blurry figures walking towards me.
They each held a shackle, a mourning stick, and a soul-summoning banner.
"G-Ghost?!"
"How could it be a ghost messenger?!"
"Did the young general not do what he promised for Xiao Liao?!"
Zhao Youliang looked at Liao Zhiyuan beside him with surprise and pity.
Liao Zhiyuan, feeling both helpless and innocent, asked Zhao Youliang with a mournful face.
"Quantum Bro, am I really going to die this time?"
"I'm not married yet, and I haven't had any children to carry on the family line..."
Just then, the ghost messenger, who had been heading straight for them, suddenly stopped and looked angrily to the other side.
A moment later, Tian's corpse appeared, engulfed in blue flames, its target also being Zhao Youliang's house.
Note 1: Lighting sky lanterns was a form of torture in ancient times, which can be seen during the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom period.
They stripped the prisoners naked, wrapped them in burlap, and then soaked them in oil.
After nightfall, they tied him upside down to a tall wooden pole and lit him on fire from his feet.
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