This Taoist Master is too Frivolous - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Chapter 252: The Real Psychopath! (Seeking Subscription)

“I am originally the master of the Xi Xia Ghost Market in the mortal realm, so it is not wrong to call myself the Master of Fengdu.”

The middle-aged man laughed and said, “Besides, how could Emperor Beiyin of Fengdu bother with little people like us?”

He made a convincing argument, and for a moment, Xu Yang didn’t know how to refute it.

It’s not like he could say that the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu is petty and would want to kill someone just for having a similar title, right?

“I wonder what brings Senior Qingyi to my Xi Xia Ghost Market?”

After a few seconds of contemplation, Xu Yang asked.

Although he remained vigilant towards this “unexpected guest,” in his heart, he finally relaxed…

Inside Zifu and Shihai, Long Xiaoxue woke up.

Although she was in her dragon soul state, she could still resist to some extent, enough for Xu Yang to use the “Summoning Deities” method and request for Lord Cui to come!

However, from the current situation, it seems that the middle-aged man does not have any ill intentions.

When the man heard Xu Yang addressing him, he shook his head and said, “My name is Qingshan, not Qingyi.”

Huh?

Qingshan?

I actually think “Qingyi” sounds nicer.

Xu Yang complained in his heart.

The middle-aged man continued, “I have no ill intentions. I heard that the Xi Xia Ghost Market has changed hands and is now in the possession of Master Xu. I came here to meet Master Xu… Upon meeting you today, I can see that your reputation is well-deserved. Master Xu excels in both martial arts and Daoist skills, possesses a powerful primordial spirit, and has achieved so much at such a young age. Your future is truly boundless.”

It’s not good to hit someone with a smiling face.

Especially if that someone is praising you.

Xu Yang could only force a smile and say, “Senior, you flatter me. I merely have some good luck. I am far from being as accomplished as you.”

The Qingshan man laughed a few times and said, “You’re humble and unstinting, young man, not bad, not bad… Well, I have some matters to attend to, I’ll be leaving first… In the future, if you encounter any difficulties, you can find me in the Fengdu Ghost Market.”

As he spoke, he suddenly exploded with a “pop,” and disappeared in a wisp of green smoke.Date, עֶרֶב, אניSupremeישראל בְּרִיתp>

Xu Yang was left puzzled, his face full of confusion…

What the heck!

What was the purpose of this guy’s visit?

Did he really come all the way from Fengdu Ghost Market to Xi Xia just to have a few words with him?

He said that if Xu Yang encountered any difficulties, he could find him… Would he really help just because of the few words they exchanged?

At this moment, the yin spirits and malevolent beings that had entered the “Haunted House” awoke from their “paralyzed” state as the “Master of Fengdu” left, carefully looking around, their faces filled with curiosity!

“What’s happening?”

“I heard that Daoist Xu Yang’s Haunted House is extremely dangerous… Many ghosts who have experienced it don’t want to do it a second time, but it seems like it’s nothing special!”

The ghost who spoke was a fat one.

He had a chubby face and was wearing a luxurious silk robe. He looked like a landlord from ancient times!

In fact, he was a landlord in his previous life.

He had committed all the evil deeds that landlords were notorious for, and when the world fell into chaos, a group of bandits targeted him. They not only plundered his entire wealth and took his eight concubines, but also murdered his family and flayed him alive!

This is what they called the cycle of karma, retribution!

When he was a landlord, he committed heinous crimes, forcing the common people to sell their fields, houses, children, and even daughters. It’s normal for him to be brought to such an end.

These types of ghost, with no offerings after death, naturally became destitute.

When he heard that in the Xi Xia Ghost Market, a new “Haunted House” attraction was introduced, participants could get wealth… And if they could last longer, achieving better results, they could get even more wealth!

So, he came all the way to the Xi Xia Ghost Market from afar!

The plump landlord, peering curiously left and right, had already begun to fantasize about the good days ahead of him once he got his hands on the “money”…

The next moment.

A ray of light shone before his eyes.

The plump landlord took a step forward, and the world spun as he found himself standing in front of a large mansion.

He couldn’t help his trembling body.

He was all too familiar with that mansion… Especially the characters “Yang Manor” on the plaque, which his grandfather had personally requested the county scholar to write…

“Wasn’t… Wasn’t my mansion burned down?”

“Didn’t I turn into a ghost?”

“Was everything just a dream?”

His plump body trembled as he walked towards the entrance of the mansion.

The door creaked open, and a young servant emerged, exclaiming joyously, “Master, you’re back?”

“This… This…”

The plump landlord took a deep breath, stepped into the mansion, and thought, “Could it be that everything I experienced before was really a dream? That’s right… Those rebellious subjects wouldn’t dare to harm me!”

He waved his hand imperiously, ordering a servant to prepare food for him.

He also called for his newest concubine and embraced her, playfully pinching her.

The concubine giggled, asking, “Master, where have you been these past few days?”

The plump landlord laughed, “I’ve been having a horrible nightmare these past few days, and just woke up today…”

Bang!

Before he could finish his sentence, the door was suddenly flung open, and the young servant rushed in, panicking.

“Master!”

However, the servant had a look of horror on his face, saying: “Master, the bandits have come to kill us, they’re at the door already…”

“???”

The fat landlord was stunned, feeling as if he’d experienced this scene before. As he came to his senses, the sound of yelling and killing had already reached his ears… So, he went through another “death”!

Especially when he was tied to a stone pillar, one by one the bandits who had suffered at his hands came forward and plunged their knives into his body. The terror in the fat landlord’s heart was infinitely magnified…

“No!”

“Spare me, heroes, spare me!”

“I will give you all my family’s wealth, and even my concubines… Ah, please, just let me die quickly!”

Shouting loudly, he opened his eyes, only to find himself still inside the haunted house, with the Yin spirits and evil beings crying out for help… It seemed like they all experienced something similar to him???

“Such a powerful Dream Creation Skill!”

At the same time.

Hidden, the figure in a green robe, the “Lord of Fengdu,” watched this scene with surprise, asking: “But… why would he do such a thing?”

“Even at the cost of using a fortune to attract these ghosts to invade the Haunted house… Is it to hone his Dream Creation Skill, or to absorb the fear from these Yin spirits and evil beings to practice some sort of secret technique?”

“No!”

“This secret technique is an evil sorcery, and Xu Yang practices orthodox Daoist skills, so why would he dabble in these wicked ways?”

Even the “Lord of Fengdu,” who had seen so much and knew so much, couldn’t quite figure it out at this moment.

Could it be…

Just as the rumors said in the world of ghosts…

Daoist Xu Yang with the Iron Hammer, had a twisted mind and some special hobbies?

He created this so-called Ghost Market “Haunted House,” using his Dream Creation Skill to weave “nightmares” for the Yin spirits and evil beings just to scare them and satisfy his psychological cravings?

“It’s not impossible… You can’t gauge the minds of those who are psychologically twisted.”

The Lord of Fengdu muttered to himself, his voice gradually fading into nothingness and disappearing within the haunted house.

When he reappeared, he was already outside Wu City.

He soared into the sky and rushed towards Silver City, stopping above the Silver City Institute of Technology.

After looking down at the Silver City Institute of Technology for a while, the middle-aged man flickered and then arrived outside a nightclub in Silver City.

At the same time.

Inside the nightclub.

In a secretive room, Wang Defa, who was holding a young girl, suddenly shivered and hurriedly got dressed…

The girl coquettishly said: “Sir, what’s wrong? Is it that you can’t… ”

Slap!

Wang Defa slapped her across the face, angrily saying: “Shut up! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I’ll kill you!”

“Old Wang.”

“What made you suddenly so irritable?”

At this moment, a laughter came in.

The man in the green robe entered the room.

Wang Defa wanted to bow but was stopped by the man in the green robe, who said: “You don’t have to bow to me. In terms of status, you are a disciple of King Biancheng, which makes you higher than me… I should be the one to bow to you.”

Wang Defa was shocked and quickly said: “Sir, this is absolutely not suitable… ”

“What do you mean ‘sir’?”

The middle-aged man laughed, “He is him, and I am me… I am Qingyi, the Lord of the Ghost Market in Fengdu City. When did I become a ‘sir’? ”

Wang Defa stood aside, not daring to speak.

The middle-aged man said: “I heard from the Yin spirits below that you went to the Fengdu Ghost Market to find me a while ago?”

While speaking.

He sat down on the sofa and continued: “Tell me, what do you want from me?”

Wang Defa hurriedly said: “Just a small private matter. When you were in seclusion, sir, I didn’t want to disturb you… To be honest, I’ve been in the human world for six hundred years, and I’m homesick, I want to go back.”

“Hahaha.”

The middle-aged man laughed, “With your abilities, isn’t it easy to return to the Underworld Palace? You probably want to… return with dignity, and perhaps take up that Judge position that you never got, don’t you?”

Wang Defa smiled and didn’t say anything.

His intention was obvious.

The middle-aged man knocked on the table and spoke indifferently: “When asking for a favor, you should have the attitude of asking… This is your territory in Silver City, and it’s not easy for me to come here. Shouldn’t you show some hospitality?”

While speaking, he glanced over at the girl covering her face.

Wang Defa was initially stunned, somewhat incredulous.

But then, he caught on and hurriedly said: “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and call all your sisters in…”

Inside his heart…

He was overjoyed!

Damn it!

This “sir’s” incarnate actually had the same taste as him?

With this, Wang Defa had shared experiences with him… Wouldn’t that mean the position of Judge in the Underworld Palace was secure?

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