Chapter 35 The Evil Daughter Who Was Driven Away
Seeing that they were actually going to set off now, Zhang Xiaojia's face was full of resistance and he firmly disagreed.
Zhang Xiaoqi asked curiously, "Tomorrow is still a day away, why today? Besides, have you recovered your fighting strength? Do you have enough talismans? Are we going to die now? The most important thing now is to recuperate, get a good rest, and go tomorrow."
The eight people who stayed behind were Jiang Haoran from Maoshan, Qin Shu from Quanzhen, Qingfeng from Longhushan, Zhao Zhigang from Longmen, Zhenren Jinjin from Jindandao, and Zhenren Yunfeng from Qingwei.
Zhang Xiaojia looked at Taoist Priest Jinjin. He was dressed in shining gold and looked like a rich man. He had a gold hairpin, a yellow Taoist robe sewn with gold thread, and the handle of his whisk was also golden. I wonder how much this was worth?
Dragon Gate's Token and Sanqing Bell
Longhu Mountain Three Five Evil Slaying Male and Female Sword
The Sword of All Truth
Qingwei Dharma Seal and Peach Wood Sword
A poor person like her was not qualified to have it and could only obtain the magic weapon by collecting entrance fees. The eldest brother took away 27 of them and left her with only three.
Zhang Xiaojia asked in his heart, "Brother, didn't the old man give you our sect's treasure? You see, the heirs of other sects have it, what can we do? The talisman paper, I drew it. Brother, the swords on Longhu Mountain come in two pieces, male and female. How about we grab them and take one each?"
Zhang Xiaoqi said coldly, "Not very good! Didn't you bury our sect's treasure along the way?"
Tianshi Yin: Thank you for still remembering me...
The big guys in the conference hall suddenly felt that their own children were still good. At least they would not do such a stupid thing as burying their ancestors' magic weapons.
The big guys all looked at Zhang Tianshi with pity...
During this ancient dynasty, the Heavenly Master possessed supreme authority and could command Taoist priests all over the world.
One of the two prodigal sons of their Zhengyi clan was so bold as to bury the Heavenly Master's Order, while the other watched this scene happen without any reaction.
Is this how our ancestor chose these two heirs? Is the ancestor blind? Zhang Tianshi wondered desperately.
Zhang Xiaojia yawned.
"Brother, I'm going to bed."
The next day, when the eight of them left the courtyard, their eyes widened. What had happened? Yesterday, the temple was filled with gloomy air, but now, the outside was packed with ghosts, so many that there were no end in sight.
"Have they disturbed the den of evil?"
Jiang Haoran sighed, "They probably accidentally released all the souls of those who died here over the past two hundred years."
All the ghosts rushed towards the courtyard, but the eight people did not attack. This was points, and it was a great merit to win over these wronged souls.
Maoshan Jiang Haoran said, "I tried to open the ghost gate."
Jiang Haoran took out the talisman paper with both hands and swung it skillfully. He didn't know how many ghost gates he had opened before, but this time he knew something was wrong as soon as he made a move. The talisman could not contact the underworld.
Jiang Haoran took out a wild goose made of talisman paper, bit his finger directly, and put dots in the goose's eyes, controlling the goose to fly in this illusion. He found that this illusion concealed a formation that controlled this place. There was no contact between here and the underworld. This illusion isolated the underworld. There were tens of thousands of souls hidden here, and the underworld was unaware of it.
Jiang Haoran knew that he couldn't break the formation by himself. Only Zhang Xiaoqi's formation was the best here, so he directly handed over the control of the wild geese to him.
Zhang Xiaoqi controlled the wild geese and quickly found the center of the formation according to the rules of the formation. It turned out to be the temple.
Suddenly, a sneer of laughter was heard. A fierce ghost with a bloody smell pushed the ghosts on both sides and squeezed over, baring its bloody teeth at them: "I don't want to be reincarnated. Many of these ghosts died at my hands. Even if I go to the underworld, I will go to hell. It would be better for me to just eat you Taoist priests. That way, I will become the ghost king."
Zhang Xiaojia immediately shouted, "Tiandao Daddy, beat him half to death."
The thunder from the sky happily struck the evil spirit, and a golden spark of lightning appeared from time to time.
In an instant, a large area around the evil ghosts became empty, and all the ghosts ran out with all their might, fearing that they would be accidentally struck by the thunder. If they were struck to death, they would not even have the chance to be reincarnated.
I saw the evil ghost was so weak that he was only breathing his last breath.
Zhang Xiaojia threw out a paper substitute and said, "Zhang Xiaoqi number one, Zhang Xiaoqi number two, collect the evil spirit into the Jin talisman."
Zhang Xiaojia watched the evil spirit being put into the talisman, then turned to look at the group of ghosts and said with a smile, "All of you behave yourself. If anyone dares to disobey, I will complain to Heaven and ask Heaven to chop you down. Now, all of you sit down obediently. Don't resist. We will put you into the talisman first, then go out and open the Ghost Gate to send you to the underworld."
Zhang Xiaojia threw out a substitute paper figure and ordered Zhang Xiaoqi No. 1 to No. 20 to capture ghosts.
Zhang Xiaoqi also threw out more than a hundred paper figures, half of which were used to collect ghosts and the other half to break the formation.
The disciples of other sects have their sect’s treasures, and they are no worse than Zhang Xiaoqi in collecting ghosts with his more than one hundred paper figurines.
Watching that most of the ghosts outside the temple had been collected, at this moment, the remaining ghosts all turned into evil spirits, their eyes turned blood red, and their originally clear consciousness was replaced by raging emotions. They forgot their original wish to reincarnate and the horror of the thunder. They had only one thought in their minds, which was to tear the group of Taoist priests in front of them into pieces.
Qin Shu of Quanzhen Dao, Zhao Zhigang of Longmen Dao, and Jin Jin Zhenren of Jindan Dao are only slightly inferior to the Zhengyi Dao in capturing ghosts, but they are absolutely first-rate in setting up battle arrays and killing formations.
When the remaining ones turned into evil spirits and rushed towards them, the three of them had already set up a formation so that the evil spirits could not get in. At this time, Zhang Xiaojia played a role again, "Father Tiandao, help me!"
The thunder from the sky roared, sending sparks flying all over the illusion.
Zhang Xiaoqi's face showed a distressed look. More than fifty paper figures, this is the blood of the little idiot, just like that, wasted. It would not be easy to get her blood next time. He quickly chanted the spell, threw the talisman paper into the sky, and shouted "Break the formation."
The entire golden light surrounded the illusion array, and the previous group of trapped Taoists appeared before his eyes. The walls of the temple collapsed, and the statue of the evil god of immortality appeared before his eyes.
The evil ghost regained some clarity, but was still controlled by the God of Immortality and refused to enter the talisman. Zhang Xiaojia threw out the purification talisman while chanting the purification spell, and the rest of the people all took the talismans to collect the evil ghost.
Finally, all the ghosts were collected into the talismans.
It suddenly got dark.
Only the two red candles in front of the Evil God of Immortality were lit, emitting a faint light.
Zhang Xiaojia immediately called out, "Zhang Xiaoqi, number one to ten, take out your lights!"
The surroundings were instantly illuminated, and Zhang Xiaojia said with a smile, "Uncle, why don't you come out and chat."
At this time, the middle-aged man who cried and told Zhang Xiaojia to leave the village quickly appeared in front of everyone.
The statue slowly opened its eyes, its gaze filled with malice and suspicion: "How do you know I am the God of Immortality?"
Zhang Xiaojia's lips curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile that looked incredibly saucy. She casually said, "I asked Heavenly Father to make it dark, and he struck me with lightning. Who do you think you are? How can a monster like you call Heavenly Father?"
As if the word "monster" had touched a nerve deep within him, his already hideous face instantly twisted, and a deafening roar erupted from his mouth. Along with this roar, flesh-and-blood skeletons emerged from behind him like a tide, rushing towards the crowd.
Zhang Xiaojia had seen skeletons before, but at this moment, seeing these skeletons with bared fangs and hideous faces, a horrifying picture involuntarily emerged in her mind: a huge pot of steaming boiling water, and two human heads were rolling up and down in it, with human skin and flesh stuck together, swaying with the waves. The scene was simply creepy.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojia felt goosebumps all over his body, his stomach felt churning, and a strong feeling of nausea surged in his heart.
She screamed in terror: "Brother, help! They are so disgusting! I can't stand it!" Her voice trembled with extreme fear and echoed throughout the space.
Zhang Xiaoqi felt like his ears were going deaf, so he knocked down the skeleton that was running to the front with one punch, picked up its two thigh bones and handed one to Zhang Xiaojia. The group of people quickly smashed all the skeletons that came up.
Zhang Xiaojia held the skeleton's thigh bone in his hand, thinking of the human bone soup, and fell into horror.
"The God of Immortality only knows this little bit. If that's the case, it's really disappointing," Zhang Xiaoqi said contemptuously.
Middle-aged man: "You are the only one who dares to ruin my good deeds in the past two hundred and fifty years."
Jiang Haoran sneered, "If you hadn't been hiding in a small village in the mountains like a turtle and used the formation, you would have been wiped out long ago."
The middle-aged man sneered, "You think I only know how to use formations, but you are wrong."
He just stretched his hand forward a little when Zhang Xiaojia hit him hard with her thigh bone, breaking his hand. She roared, "What nonsense! Can't 35 Taoist priests take down this bastard?"
Qin Shu quickly said, "Find out the whole story and earn points, do you understand?"
"The villain died because he talked too much. What else does a monster like this, who has killed tens of thousands of people, need to figure out?" Zhang Xiaojia said as he hit the monster. He hit the monster so hard that he sent the monster flying away.
The middle-aged man waved his hands and three skinned corpses flew in front of him. He dragged a corpse over and opened his bloody mouth. He ate one corpse in almost five seconds.
The blood was dripping into his mouth. Zhang Xiaojia was really scared this time and fainted. He fell down. Zhang Xiaoqi didn't have time to catch the little idiot, and saw the little idiot fall into the arms of the Southern Emperor.
He Fei looked at him and said in a low voice, "Explode."
With a loud bang, the middle-aged man's body shook, and a big hole appeared on his chest. Soon the hole became bigger and bigger, and soon the middle-aged man's body turned into ashes.
A cloud of black mist emerged from the middle-aged man's body. It resembled a large, ferocious beast resembling an ox, its hair mostly white, a chilling sight. It had four horns on its head, and its hair was long and thick, intertwined and tangled into "dreadlocks," like a straw raincoat draped over its body.
Zhao Zhigang, Jinjin Zhenren, and Yunfeng Zhenren shouted in unison, "Netherworld Monster Ao Yin."
Ao Yin roared angrily, "How dare you plot against me! You humans are so treacherous and despicable!"
Qingfeng's mouth twitched, and he said unhappily, "Why are you picking on the weak? It was the Southern Emperor Ghost Emperor who plotted against you, what does it have to do with us?"
Ao Yin was so angry that he rushed towards Qingfeng with a roar. Qingfeng dodged and threw out a talisman. Ao Yin couldn't avoid it and was directly fixed by the talisman. Everyone chanted the spell, but after a long time, Ao Yin was still not captured.
Everyone looked at the unconscious Zhang Xiaojia, team!
It means that this little idiot should recite along, in an attempt to wake her up, but the Lord Ghost Emperor is here.
Zhang Xiaoqi yelled, "Little idiot, the position of the Heavenly Master of the Zhengyi Sect has been given to you by this old man! Hurry up and chant the spell!"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia, who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. His big eyes were wide open, full of anger and unwillingness.
She yelled at Zhang Xiaoqi, "Zhang Xiaoqi, you bastard actually framed me to become the Heavenly Master. I'll kill you!" After that, she struggled to get up.
Seeing this, He Fei quickly reached out and hugged Zhang Xiaojia.
Qingfeng also cursed angrily, "You two idiots, hurry up and chant the spell, I can't hold on any longer."
Zhang Xiaojia also chanted the spell and quickly put Ao Yin into the talisman.
The illusion was lifted, and 35 people came out. After seeing their scores, Zhang Xiaojia was very happy to see that Zhang Xiaoqi was the first. But when he looked at his own results, he was dumbfounded.
There are no points for death, but why is her point only one?
He is the last of these thirty-five people.
Back in the conference room, Zhang Xiaojia immediately asked, "Why do I only have one point?"
No one wanted to offend the daughter of Heaven, so they looked at Zhang Tianshi. Zhang Tianshi also didn't want to be annoyed to death by Zhang Xiaojia, so he looked at the leader of Xuanmen, and then the big guys also stared at the leader of Xuanmen.
The leader of Xuanmen said directly, "You fainted. Under normal circumstances, you are dead."
Zhang Xiaojia said unconvincedly, "My brother is here, he won't let me die, and the man in my family is here, he won't let me die either, so this excuse doesn't count."
"You haven't captured a single ghost. They were all captured by your paper figures, Zhang Xiaoqi No. 1 to Zhang Xiaoqi No. 20."
Zhang Xiaojia looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I don't want to be last. If nothing else, I'm at least much better than those people who were imprisoned."
The Xuanmen leader thought for a moment and said, "You're right. They should all only get one point. Since you saved them, you'll get 5 points."
After looking at the scores on the screen, Zhang Xiaoqi was far ahead, Zhang Xiaojia had 6 points, and the 27 people behind him had only 1 point.
How can you play it without any skills? It would be better to just shut it up. 1 point is too embarrassing.
Xu Yizhi sighed deeply, patted Zhang Xiaojia on the shoulder and said lightly, "Human flesh soup~"
"Human flesh soup"
Human head soup
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The 27 people patted Zhang Xiaojia on the shoulder and said this lightly. Zhang Xiaojia's face turned pale, and he recalled the skinned and bloody corpse being gnawed by the monster's bloody mouth, and fainted.
Zhang Xiaoqi looked at these bastards with displeasure. How dare they bully my sister?
Zhang Xiaoqi threw the little idiot onto the wooden board and Jiang Haoran carried the little idiot back to the villa.
He went to the cafeteria and set up a maze. Fearing that the bosses would break it, he went to the conference hall to set up another maze to delay time and then left directly.
At dinner time, Zhang Xiaojia woke up and saw the wild man at the head of her bed, so she climbed directly into his arms.
Just lie quietly in his arms.
I fell asleep in a daze, and kept dreaming about the past.
A five-year-old girl was walking alone in a narrow and quiet alley when suddenly a group of mischievous little boys rushed out, surrounded her, and started beating and kicking her.
Despite the fierce attack on her tiny body, she didn't cry. Instead, a smile as bright as a spring flower blossomed on her face, as if none of this had anything to do with her.
At this moment, a tall, rugged-looking man passed by. Seeing the scene before him, he frowned and shouted, "Kids, what are you doing?" The group of little boys were so frightened that they immediately fled in all directions.
The man walked up to the little girl, squatted down, and asked softly, "Little girl, how old are you? Why aren't you crying after being beaten like this? Instead, you're smiling so happily."
The little girl blinked her big, clear eyes, looked at the man, and then answered in a childish and sweet voice: "Uncle, I am five years old. It doesn't hurt at all when they hit me, so I laugh." After that, she giggled again.
He smiled and touched the little girl's head, saying, "Haha, little girl, you are really interesting. Come, call daddy and let me hear it."
The little girl opened her mouth without hesitation and called out sweetly: "Daddy~"
The petite seven-year-old girl hid quietly behind the old window like a frightened little rabbit.
"San, after careful investigation, I discovered that she is missing one soul and two spirits. What does this mean? She is a short-lived ghost. You must be prepared for the worst."
Upon hearing this, the other person asked in a trembling voice: "Is there really no way at all? Even if there is only a little hope..." His words were full of despair and unwillingness.
"It's not completely hopeless. If she can be cut off from her family before she turns eighteen, there might still be a glimmer of hope. But you, I don't see any hope at all."
"Brother, no matter what, please do everything you can to help me find Jiajia's biological parents!"
"Jia Jia, none of us can tell what she looks like."
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"You damn little idiot! Look at yourself, you've been injured so badly, why don't you cry? I clearly told you loudly to stay away! Did you listen to me? You still have the mind to smile foolishly here, what the hell are you laughing at!" Zhang Xiaoqi, who was only ten years old, cried at the top of his lungs, hugged her tightly, who was only nine years old, and staggered towards the family's ancestral hall.
Zhang Xiaoqi's heart was filled with self-blame and regret. If he had been more resolute at the time and let her run further away, perhaps none of this would have happened.
11 years old
The old man's face flushed red as he roared, "Little idiot! And Zhang San! How dare you two chop down that thousand-year-old peach tree to build a house? You're a pair of complete losers! We only have three thousand-year-old peach trees in Tianyi Sect!" He roared, pointing to the trunk of a huge peach tree that had been felled not far away, shaking with anger.
"My dear, this time we have to go to the Forty-Nine City to break off the engagement! Then I'll help you retrieve your soul and spirits. When the opportunity arises, we can change your fate!"
The 12-year-old girl didn't even turn her head back, but walked away with small steps, leaving behind only a stubborn back and a firm "No".
"My dear girl!" Zhang San looked at the 15-year-old Jia Jia with a serious face and said, "You have to go to the Forbidden City to break up the engagement!"
When Jia Jia heard this, she immediately shook her head like a rattle, and muttered stubbornly: "Dad, I don't want to go! Even if I die, I will not report to the underworld. I want to stay in our Tianyi Sect forever!" After that, she clasped her hands tightly to her chest, her eyes determined.
Zhang San sneaked into the old man's house and took advantage of the cover of night to successfully steal the old man's bank card and car keys.
He also took away the mysterious and precious Heavenly Master Seal and left the scene in a hurry.
At this time, a 17-year-old girl was walking on the road, completely unaware of the impending danger.
Zhang San rushed forward and knocked her unconscious without mercy, then quickly dragged her into the car and drove away.
The car sped along the highway, the interior utterly silent. Suddenly, the girl slowly regained consciousness. Bewildered, she looked at Zhang San beside her and said, "Dad, if my biological parents really wanted me to go back, I think I would choose to stay and not go with you anymore." She felt uncomfortable, but she managed to smile.
Zhang San frowned and replied unhappily, "What nonsense are you talking about? We're here to sever our kinship with them and take back your soul and spirit!"
Zhang Xiaojia, who was sitting nearby, had a look of disdain and disgust on his face. He muttered in retort, "Dad, it doesn't matter whether we have the one soul and two spirits or not. They're useless anyway. Things like the Youjing (human soul, living soul, Yin spirit), Tunzei (fear), and Queyin (sorrow) won't have much impact on our lives even if we lose them. Isn't it great to be free of sorrow and fear? And what does that have to do with fertility? Besides, I'm afraid even the Heavenly Dao won't approve of trying to change your fate!"
Zhang San, however, disagreed and boasted proudly: "Humph, it's not up to Heaven to decide whether it agrees or not. It's up to me! I have carefully calculated it a long time ago. As long as we can successfully exchange lives this time and get them to agree, then you and I, father and daughter, can continue to live. But before that, we need to go to a few key places first." After saying that, Zhang San stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away in an unknown direction.
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