boyutpedia 029 What's the point of talking about martial virtue with evil spirits?
029 What's the point of talking about martial virtue with evil spirits?
At first, people thought the government had simply posted a notice as usual.
Even if someone noticed the "Order to Expel Evil" written in large cinnabar on the notice and went back to report it to the head of the household, they would only receive a scolding.
"In the entire Yugu County, apart from the poor peasants, which wealthy family is not involved with evil spirits?"
Can he possibly drive them all away? If he's so capable, why doesn't he post notices at the doors of the Ding, Zhu, and Lin families?
Nobody paid any attention to the notice.
No one cared about the three-day deadline specified in the manifesto.
Ning Kui sat cross-legged, with the county annals of Yugu County laid out in front of him. He was researching the origins and weaknesses of the dragon king in Kunze Lake.
This differs from the idea agreed upon by Magistrate Yun and Li Qijue, which is to expel evil spirits starting from small households.
Ning Kui felt that we couldn't just swat flies and not take down the tigers.
He wants to kill them all.
"I know the entry point for the Ding family to communicate with the Dragon King. If I can find out its weakness, I can definitely do something about it."
Even if they fail to kill the Dragon King, they can still inflict a backlash on the Ding family! This will rid Yugu County of a vicious tiger.
While planning to target the Ding family first, he continued to peruse the county annals.
"Bang Bang Bang."
A soft, cautious knock sounded on the door.
"What is it?"
Ning Kui frowned in displeasure and asked, his tone irritating, as if he had been forcibly interrupted from his reading.
"Lord Ning, it's time to go out and capture the evil spirits today. The results have been posted for three days now."
The obsequious voice of the portly constable Pang Hu drifted in through the door: "Three days ago, you asked me to remind you, hehe."
"It's been three days already?"
Ning Kui looked up; the surroundings were a mess.
Everywhere were files he had casually discarded after flipping through them.
"Alright, it's time to stretch my muscles."
……
In the Yang family's villa, a boy with his eyes wrapped in black gauze explores the ground with his cane.
He stopped walking only when his white cane touched a step.
"Mother, I'll come to see you tomorrow."
As he finished speaking, a pair of small feet wearing red embroidered shoes suddenly fell from the air and stopped right in front of Yang Tianming.
The rope, stretched taut above him, creaked and groaned weakly.
"Ming...er..." "Ming...er..."
A hoarse, unpleasant sound, as if squeezed from a broken throat, came through, earnest yet chilling.
Yang Tianming's expression did not show any unusual reaction.
No matter what the rest of the family says, and no matter how many people she has killed, she is still his mother.
He forced a smile and said, "Mother, Father has a new task for you."
Our family's cloth business has recently lost a significant share to the Li family's cloth shop. Father, I hope Mother will punish the Li family.
"...A warning is enough; don't kill anyone else."
Yang Tianming added at the end that this was his personal will, and if his father Yang Cangxiong's wishes were followed completely, the Li family would definitely lose several lives.
"Okay... Mother will listen to you..."
"Then I'll take my leave tomorrow."
"Tomorrow..., Mother wants to... talk...more...with you..."
Yang Tianming stood frozen in place, his back turned. He was rarely allowed to enter this courtyard and really wanted to spend more time with his mother.
But his father's informants were waiting outside the courtyard, as if they were watching something. If he went out too late, he would probably be called over and scolded by his own father again.
"Mother, the family is about to have another assessment, I need to hurry back and prepare for my studies."
After he finished speaking, he walked back towards the gate of the courtyard.
Every assessment was worth taking seriously, because only when he became the head of the family would he have the right to set his mother free.
The female ghost hung silently from the roof beam, her pale body swaying helplessly with the rope.
She lovingly watched her son leave, seeing him walk out of the courtyard gate until it was tightly closed.
She had to be useful to the Yang family for Yang Cangxiong to send Yang Tianming to see her.
"Li... family... giggle... giggle..."
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"boom!!"
The gleaming gates of the Yang mansion were forcibly kicked open.
A large group of constables in bright clothes and carrying swords filed in, and no matter how the gatekeeper tried to stop them, it was no use.
The tall, imposing young man in black robes at the very center, wielding a halberd, slowly retracted his raised leg: "Search! Report any evil spirits you find to this official immediately!"
"yes!"
A chorus of enthusiastic responses rang out. These constables were all skilled in martial arts, and with the protection of their official positions, their yang energy was incredibly abundant.
Searching the homes of wealthy families was a highly lucrative job, and it was also one of Ning Kui's methods of winning people's hearts.
Only when they drink his blood and eat his flesh will the jackals be interested in continuing to follow him to exorcise demons.
"Stop! The Yang family is not a place where you can act recklessly!"
An anxious and flustered shout rang out, and soon a boy with his eyes covered by a black cloth walked out from the inner courtyard.
He probed the road ahead with his cane, his steps quick and hurried.
The newcomer was none other than Yang Tianming. Thanks to his blindness, he had exceptional hearing and heard the keywords "search for evil spirits" and "this official".
He, who often pays attention to outside news, immediately thought of the recent "evil-expelling order".
To be honest, he personally supports such a good law that benefits the country and its people.
But his mother was such an evil spirit...
Ning Kui raised an eyebrow and looked at the blind boy who had groped his way here.
The child of a female ghost?
He came today only to exterminate evil and did not want to waste his breath on others. He casually picked up a piece of gravel and threw it at Yang Tianming's forehead.
Of course, the force isn't very strong; just stunning is enough.
"No, sir!"
The doorman screamed in terror, as if Ning Kui had done something horrific that violated taboos.
However, once the flying stone has been launched, there is no possibility of it missing.
Just as the flying stone was about to hit Yang Tianming's head, a huge plume of black smoke rose rapidly from the inner courtyard.
A piercing, ear-piercing shriek emanated from within: "Ming...er!!"
"puff!"
Yang Tianming's head snapped back, blood splattering everywhere. The torn black cloth scattered in the wind, revealing a pair of pale, pupil-less eyes.
His body fell straight backward, and he had already fainted.
"court death!!!"
A venomous scream erupted from the black mist, followed by a long, thin, dark purple tongue that shot out and coiled around Ning Kui's neck.
Ning Kui gripped the Dragon Scale Halberd tightly. This was the first time the Evil Exorcism Order had been issued, and countless eyes were watching. He couldn't afford to fail: "Evil spirits, prepare to die!"
He slashed his halberd horizontally, and five water blades, mixed with powerful force, lashed out at the foul-smelling tongue like a dragon's claws.
The two attacks collided violently in mid-air, and the long tongue was cleaved into several pieces by the sharp blade, twisting and breaking apart.
However, these long tongues seemed to be alive, and the moment they landed, they tightly wrapped around the necks of the nearest living person.
Like venomous snakes, they tightly strangled everyone's necks.
Not only the constables, but even the servants of the Yang family were not spared.
In the blink of an eye, several ordinary people who had never cultivated themselves made a cracking sound as their neck bones were crushed.
Most of the constables dodged the tongue-severing attack, but a few unlucky ones were also caught in the crossfire because there were too many tongues falling around them.
Thanks to his maxed-out Skin Refining Realm defense, although his face was flushed red, he was not in any immediate danger.
The surrounding constables immediately swarmed forward, drew their weapons, and chopped the tongues into pieces.
"They... all have to die!!"
The increasingly turbulent black mist continued to boil, and the pain had pushed the hanged ghost's emotions to the brink of spiraling out of control.
In the next instant, a full twenty or thirty dark purple fleshy tongues shot out from the black mist.
Now, every constable is in danger of being unable to protect themselves.
Faced with the most intense barrage of long tongues, Ning Kui was temporarily overwhelmed.
As he continued to slash at the fleshy tongues that were wrapping around him, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he glanced at the constables who had accidentally had their throats grabbed.
After avoiding a tongue covered in foul-smelling slime, Ning Kui slightly curled his fingers.
A stream of water instantly enveloped the confused Yang Tianming and flew rapidly into the sky, hovering between him and the hanged ghost.
Yang Tianming's face showed a suffocating pain, and he instinctively opened his mouth, trying to shout something.
Bubbles rose up with a "glug-glug" sound.
The moment it broke through the water sphere, it transformed into a soft plea.
"Mother, run..."