Chapter 91

This phrase, which has been popular for some time, is unknown when it started, but Chuci always thought it was well said. "I talk to you about reason, you talk to me about violence, when I talk to you about violence, I suspect you want to talk to me about reason." This applies to all fields.

You talk to me about martial arts, I talk to you about bullets; you talk to me about bullets, I talk to you about biochemistry; you talk to me about biochemistry, I talk to you about the supernatural; you talk to me about the supernatural, I tell you that martial artists have a strong, righteous aura that repels all ghosts!

So Chuci didn't really care how huge the giant corpse was, how potent its corpse poison was, how strong its immense strength was, or how hard its indestructible body was. Anyway, the giant corpse fears sunlight, and its ability to burrow underground has been sealed. Even if it barely manages to hide in the house, it only delays its death. Once the house is demolished, it will definitely be dried up by the sun, in every sense of the word.

This is like a lion in a trap; no matter how fierce it is, it's just a harmless sponge baby, waiting for the hunter's arrows.

Chuci isn't a fool and has no intention of sending anyone to check the main house. The alchemical array clearly senses that something in the center of the house is trying to break through the ground seal and burrow underground. Therefore, the safest and most effective method is to demolish the house from a distance. The only one who has to work hard is Chuci, who must continuously maintain the ground seal. But it's better than engaging in a brutal fist-to-fist battle with the giant corpse, not to mention having food and drink, and soft little hands massaging his shoulders.

If nothing changes and the situation remains at a stalemate, Chuci can certainly trap the giant corpse, but once night falls, the giant corpse will walk out the door, and there will be no way to run.

The giant corpse seems to have a bit of intelligence and has also thought of this. So its efforts to burrow underground are not intense; it just occasionally probes to see if it can escape early.

Oh, how smart! The giant corpse has regained a bit of intelligence from being a corpse, so it has a little brain, but how can it compare to Chuci's deep planning? Maintaining the stalemate is also a way for Chuci to buy time!

Now the sun isn't strong enough to kill the giant corpse instantly. To prevent the giant corpse from becoming more aggressive, Chuci still needs to delay. Wait until noon, when the yang energy is at its peak, and then use several rocket launchers and throw over a hundred hand grenades to force the demolition. Then set fire with flamethrowers; the giant corpse won't survive.

According to Chuci's plan, it should have been a perfect, casualty-free operation to clear the Righteousness Manor, gain a side quest, and become a wealthy and handsome man. But as the old saying goes, accidents often happen to random passersby.

While Chuci and the giant corpse were engaged in a distant battle, a group of people on the official road were attracted by the explosions at the Righteousness Manor. A large convoy turned from an abandoned path, with a dozen horsemen in the front, each armed with weapons, looking powerful and wealthy.

Chuci's side noticed the convoy, and the convoy also noticed Chuci and his group, causing a bit of a commotion. The lead guard, being experienced, pulled the reins from a distance and shouted, "Who is ahead? What are you doing here?"

"It's none of your business. If you need to pass, do it quickly. Don't waste time," Chuci turned his head and saw the convoy, feeling that trouble was coming. Human curiosity is great, especially when there are many people, giving a false sense of strength in numbers. But a false sense is still a false sense. Ordinary people, without any mystical arts, would be no match for the dry corpse, even if there were a thousand or ten thousand. Chuci doesn't like to waste words, but to prevent the dry corpse from regaining strength by taking human heads, he still tried to persuade them. Whether they listen is another matter.

A middle-aged man in a four-clawed python robe emerged from a carriage and stood on it, looking into the distance. "That seems to be the Righteousness Manor. I remember it was still relatively intact two years ago, even though it was dilapidated. How did it become a ruin?"

"Father, could someone have deliberately destroyed it?" Another person emerged from the carriage, standing to the left of the man in the python robe, also looking into the distance.

"Desecrating graves is an unforgivable crime. A Da, go and capture them." The man in the python robe's face turned grim. He had been here before, and the current emperor forbade anyone from burying the dead of the Righteousness Manor, so the entire family was displayed in the main hall. If this were the case, it would be very bad. He immediately ordered the guards to capture the grave robbers.

"Boy, stop your hands and surrender peacefully." Four guards immediately rode forward, waving their whips and shouting.

"Stop your nonsense. You go your way, I deal with my demon. Don't bother me, okay?" Chuci didn't even look at them. The dry corpse's struggles were intensifying, making Chuci's efforts more difficult.

"What a arrogant guy!" The guards were furious, but seeing the beautiful Zhenzi and Weilan, they tried to maintain their composure. However, they became even more annoyed by Chuci, who was accompanied by two beautiful women. One guard dismounted and walked toward Chuci, shouting, "Where is the demon? I don't see it. Are you lying, boy?"

As the guard tried to push Chuci, his hand was halfway extended when Weilan firmly grabbed it. Her three crystal-clear fingers, like steel, tightly gripped the guard's wrist. She shouted, "Go back!" Weilan pushed with great force, sending the guard flying back several steps, crashing into his own horse.

The physical confrontation was so small that the people behind couldn't see it, but from the guard's unstable stance, they assumed he had been ambushed. They immediately started shouting, "Damn! You dare to ambush us!" Half of the guards stayed to protect the convoy, while the remaining seven or eight dismounted, left hands on their sword hilts, right hands holding short sticks, and charged toward Chuci.

"Do you want to try again? It seems I need to take action and kill all of you to prevent the dry corpse from regaining strength." Chuci's eyes turned cold as he sized up the guards, his hand already in his pocket, ready to release a dozen magic puppets for a one-sided slaughter.

A massacre was about to begin!

"Stop!" The man in the python robe timely shouted to the guards, and Chuci also released the magic puppets in his pocket, deciding to listen to what the man in the python robe had to say.

"Sir, please explain clearly. Is there really a demon here?" The man in the python robe, being of high status, knew about the existence of mystical arts, fox spirits, and vengeful ghosts. Hearing about a demon, he immediately became alert and didn't want the guards to offend it.

"Look for yourself. That house over there. If you die, don't blame me." Chuci pointed to the nearly collapsed main house and turned his head with a cold smile.

"Sir..." The more impolite Chuci was, the more polite the man in the python robe became. After all, he had met many Taoist priests and monks, who were often eccentric.

"Hey, don't call me sir. I'm not a grave robber. Call me a mage." Chuci raised his hand to stop him.

"Sir, you are talented and young. How is your demon subjugation going?" The man in the python robe cared about the people and was very concerned about the harm caused by demons, fearing that they might harm human lives.

"Wait a moment. By noon, I will take the demon's life." Chuci preferred to coexist peacefully, remembering Ning Caichen's fate and not wanting to get involved in any more complicated relationships.

The man in the python robe naturally agreed, ordering the convoy to pause and prepare to watch Chuci subdue the demon.

"My name is Fu Tianchou, and I am the Minister of War. May I know your name, sir?"

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