Ch53 - Bad mouth, bad mouth

[Jiejiejiejie, they dare to rob Laozi’s things, those little bastards can hardly move at all. But I have something to do here temporarily, and I can’t leave it, so I can only trouble you to go there in person.]

In the voice note sent by the Witchologist, there was a series of chilling laughters, then he coughed and the tone changed very smoothly, and he continued to talk with Wu Rong in a pleasant tone: “I am in Jieyang at present, and you can stop by and have a look after you get the rootless water in Chaozhou. Jieyang is very lively during this period.” 

It was Jieyang again, and now Wu Rong was very sensitive to this place’s name: “Zhou Xinhong?”

 

 

 

“Sure enough, you still remember.”

The Witchologist said happily, and then sighed: “But we’re just having fun, now…” 

The Witchologist’s message was suddenly interrupted, and Wu Rong waited for a while without him replying. He put down his cell phone and looked for Fu Qing: “I’m going to Chaozhou first, and then Jieyang.”

 

There were still about ten days till the Stone Gambling Conference starts. Although Chaozhou is next to Jieyang, if he goes to Chaozhou first, the timeframe will become tighter. He’ll leave in two days.

“I’ll go with you.”

“Hm.”

 

 

Wu Rong found out that he was not surprised at all, as if he had expected that Fu Qing would definitely go with him. He used to be alone, but now he’s used to Fu Qing’s presence.

“I plan to take Chen Cheng with me.”

 

Wu Rong thought: “The Qingling Gu stays at home.” 

The day before yesterday, he fed the little green snake a wood essence wisp. After eating it, it immediately went to nest in the herb pile in the small garden, its probably about to shed its skin. The Qingling Gu’s molt is different from that of a small spider’s. It takes a long time and a lot of energy. Before it molts, it will enter a state similar to hibernation and stay still. A Spiritual Gu itself is a rare spiritual thing, it’s very difficult to go to further levels, and this kind of opportunity is rare, so Wu Rong decided to leave the little green snake at home to shed its skin with a peace of mind.

He made a plan. Now Wu Rong was not as poor as he used to be. He has a lot of bits and pieces on his body. Fu Qing was simple, with only a mahogany sword and a yellow cloth bag containing various materials. However, the suddenly silent Witchologist reappeared in the evening and said, “You… come here alone.”

“No.”

Wu Rong glanced at Fu Qing who was drawing talismans in the living room: “Three people.” 

And Huang Mao is also coming with them.

“Oh~ three people.”

In the Guangdong-Guangxi Safety Zone, in a luxurious villa in Rongcheng, Master Ling Yun, whose face was scorched and whose hair was shaggy, let out a breath of black air, and then even his tone of voice became brisk.

“Woo… woo woo!” 

At the end of the conversation, Master Ling Yun left  DingTalk. He calmly put the phone in his sleeve, looked at the black pagoda tree coffin that was leaning on the sofa, which was humming and trembling and making a strange “wuu wuu” sound, and picked it up, breaking the red thread tied to the coffin.

Boom!

 

The coffin exploded with a deafening thunderous explosion, and a thin and agile figure rushed to Master Ling Yun like a monkey, grabbing his cell phone through his sleeve: “I want to talk to the king too! You talked to the king behind my back! What did the king say?! Cunning, shitty Yunzhongke, I knew you were in touch with the King behind my back, just to grab the lead!”

“Okay, let me tell you that I was just chatting with Mourning Ghost.” 

Relying on his height, Master Ling Yun prevented the coffin ghost from reaching his mobile phone, like a child he was so angry that the bandages on his body were about to be torn, so he coughed and showed him the mobile phone seriously.

“Look, when have I lied to you?”

“Then why were you struck by lightning just now!”

The Coffin Old Man was relentless, aggressive, and hissed like a snake with doubts: “Heavenly lightning smashed through the villa, am I blind?!” 

“Probably because the king was with Mourning Ghost at the time.”

Master Ling Yun was also terrified when he thought of what happened just now, and in that moment, he almost thought that the person talking to him on the other side of the phone was the Ghost King. After being struck by lightning, he gradually calmed down.

“The king’s temper is not that good.”

As soon as he said that, the Coffin Old Man believed it, jumped off Master Ling Yun, picked up the coffin board that he had blown off, put his hand on his chest, and was in a rarely depressed state. 

“The soul contract didn’t respond, the king really didn’t come back.”

In the previous life, each of them signed a soul contract with the king. This contract is engraved onto the soul. When their souls returned and were reborn, the soul contract was naturally still there, but there was no response and no one had awakened it. This showed that the current Wu Rong was not the decisive and ruthless king from their previous life.

“Don’t worry, the Mourning Ghost will come over in a few days, and you can ask him about the king then.”

Master Ling Yun sighed: “We all died a little early, I don’t know what happened in the end.” 

So many people were reborn, where is the source?

“The Mourning Ghost is useless, but every time, he takes the lead!”

Talking about it, the old man in the coffin had his emotions become agitated again, he snorted hoarsely, and said in a strange way: “You are depraved too, they dare to snatch something from your hand and still you do not crush the group of bedbugs to death, your wrists are as soft as Mourning Ghost’s.”

The Coffin Old Man used to mock Master Ling Yun’s mantra, that his wrists were soft like a girl, but one day he happened to be bumped into by Hongxiu, and he finally changed after a violent beating. 

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“How can this be called wandering around?”

Master Ling Yun spoke righteously: “Have you forgotten what will happen in Jieyang this year?” 

Seeing the old man in the coffin showing a little dazed gaze in his bandages, Master Ling Yun said ‘Oh’: “I even forgot that you were still in the European Union at this time in your last life, no wonder you don’t know. Zhou Jin, you know him.”

“Oh— that singing canary.”

Coffin Old Man’s tone contained a slightly distainful, ‘that’s it?’ feeling: “Why, you want to pimp the king like Mourning Ghost? Zhou Jin is so useless, he couldn’t climb into the king’s bed for so many years after death, let alone now that he’s alive.”

“If you fight again, I won’t talk to you.” 

Master Ling Yun put on a straight face, his tone was somewhat serious and dissatisfied. Hearing his tone, Coffin Old Man scratched his bandage-covered head reflexively, and said with a chuckle, “I think that except for us, everyone else is useless, and they are only used to hinder the king.”

 

“Zhou Jin is still useful.”

Master Ling Yun reprimanded: “Didn’t the king have a headache for a while in the bloody border, and he could only sleep well after listening to his singing? It seems Mourning Ghost and the others are coming, maybe they also wanted to see Zhou Jin. After all, he’ll die in a few days. When the time comes, we’ll have to take his soul back and prepare it, which will save us a lot of trouble later.” 

At first, Master Ling Yun was afraid that Mourning Ghost would not know what to do, so he brought the matter of the king out. He was relieved to hear that there were three of them—Mourning Ghost and the two little ghosts brothers, Meng Bulijiao and Jiao Bulimeng, from the previous life. Now it seems that these three good brothers are still together.

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He also dared to leave the king alone and come out by himself.

Master Ling Yun murmured in his heart. The old man in the coffin felt that what he said was quite right. In his previous life, it was Yun Zhongke who made suggestions, and they were responsible for the implementation. Coffin Old Man, who had not used his brain for a long time, had long been too lazy to think for himself, and he thought everything Master Ling Yun says is quite reasonable. 

That was it for the old man in the coffin, but Master Ling Yun is pretty sure he would not be able to kidnap other people if they weren’t the old coffin man.

“Anyway, Zhou Jin’s illness won’t last long. If he dies, sooner or later, he’s still dead. It’s better to start early and send him over after training.”

Coffin Old Man clenched his fists, and looked at Master Ling Yun warily, “It’s up to me to send someone away, and I have to show my face in front of the king!”

“You’re really a maverick, just stay safe and wait for someone to die. Don’t look for trouble in advance.” 

Master Ling Yun scolded with a smile, and then suddenly, he came back to his senses.

Zhou Jin is not dead yet, I can definitely save him.

 

Master Ling Yun in his previous life hadn’t left the mountain at this time, and Zhou Jin had already died a few years prior to the time he learnt about it.

But now Zhou Jin wasn’t dead yet, according to Master Ling Yun’s righteous temperament, of course he can be rescued, how can he stand and watch the fun like an old man waiting for someone to die? 

I am on the righteous path now!

Am I really right?

Master Ling Yun’s conscience, that was rarely recovered, awakened, and he felt uneasy and doubted his life.

“There are so many people!” 

After getting off the train, Huang Mao, who was helping Wu Rong carry the suitcase, was taken aback by the crowds at the station, and wanted to use his thin body to separate Wu Rong from the crowds. But it was so crowded that he almost fell down. It was Wu Rong who gave him a hand, and directly pulled Huang Mao, who was still in shock, behind him.

 

[Fuck, why are there so many people, it’s like Spring Festival transport scene! ]

[Ahhhh, that pull was so handsome! Can he do it again! ] 

[Woooooo, I can’t, I can’t, where is my Miss Róngróng QAQ, I don’t believe that the host is actually in reality, a man]

[Isn’t a real man/elder sister sweet? Paying attention to the anchor is like rounding up to pay attention to both a younger brother and a younger sister! ]

[There’s no reward of wearing woman’s clothing at one million fans? We’ll never see Róngróng again, wuuuu.]

[What the hell, I wanted the anchor to be my girlfriend when I was watching the Tiankeng live broadcast, but now I want the anchor to be my boyfriend, it feels too safe! ] 

[You’re thinking about farting]

[Sisters eat peaches together]

[Not a sister, I’m a man]

[I can’t take it anymore, I can’t watch the live broadcast of the anchor anymore, why am I, a man, watching the anchor become more and more attractive each day. Watching the live broadcast should open the door to a new world!] 

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[The same as the brother before, the anchor is really special, the kind that can’t be said, hiss, no, I’ll watch ghost movies and calm down. Brother, I suggest you don’t watch the live broadcast first and calm down, this anchor It’s too over the top. ]

[Are you teaching me how to do things? ]

 

“There are too many bullet screens, and Xiao Wang is still too busy to be the moderator alone.”

Huang Mao paid attention to Wu Rong’s live broadcast room while walking, and he was relieved when he saw that the person who provoked trouble was banned. Seeing the steady growth and breaking one million viewers after the start of the broadcast, he was happier than he was on the trending search. Wu Rong didn’t want the moderator assigned to him by the Ghost Fights platform, and Wang Shunyi, who stayed in Yangjiaping, that is, Lu Mao, is now Wu Rong’s great moderator. Today isn’t too bad. The day Wu Rong first aired, there were tens of millions of viewers every minute, and the bullet screens could fly out. 

“Hm.”

There was a small paper figure floating beside Wu Rong, exactly the same as the live broadcast paper figure that was distributed uniformly when he went down to the Tiankeng. It’s convenient and fast, and the company distributed it. This is a benefit that can only be enjoyed by a major anchor. He and Huang Mao were the only ones who got off the train. Originally, Fu Qing was there, but when the train passed Jieyang, he suddenly made some calculations and got off the train early after talking to Wu Rong.

Now Wu Rong and Huang Mao will go to Chaozhou to fetch things first, and then go to Jieyang to rendevouz with Fu Qing.

He didn’t know what happened either. 

Wu Rong rubbed his finger absently, the wound there was no longer visible. Fu Qing asked him for a few drops of blood before leaving. Wu Rong’s heart trembled when he thought of the Taoist priest’s eyes hanging down and him licking blood quietly, with his pale lip dyed red. It was like being pinched by someone. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the big ghost.

Speaking of which, since he came out of the Tiankeng, he hadn’t seen the big ghost again. Now, as Fu Qing left, it’s his chance.

“Hey! No wonder there are so many people here, Brother Rong, I know him!”

Huang Mao suddenly realized, pointed to Wu Rong not far ahead, and lowered his voice: “There’s a big star coming!” 

There were many armed guards not too far away, but they couldn’t stop the enthusiastic flow of people. Countless people were holding blue light boards and banners and other support objects. At first glance, it looked like a blue ocean. When Wu Rong looked over, the crowd on the other side was agitated, crazy screams rushed forward, just like surging waves.

“Zhou Jin——Zhou Jin, I love you!!!”

“Ahhhhhhh Zhou Jin look at me, look back at me, okay!!”

“Zhou Jin!! Ice Porridge will always support you, new album, come on, come on!!!” 

The crowd was surging, and Wu Rong could only see a man wearing sunglasses and a mask from a distance, who was not too tall against the background of the bodyguards on both sides, coming out of the special train, waving gracefully to the crowd. He seemed to chuckle and say something, and the crowd became more excited, screaming endlessly, surrounding him as he left for safe passage.

[Ahhhhhhhhh it turned out to be King of Heaven’s Zhou! My mom, I’m listening to his song! ]

[The anchor went to Chaozhou, right? My brother is going there to promote his new album! ]

[Wasn’t it said that the jade tycoon Zhou Xinhong held the Stone Gambling Conference this time just to celebrate Zhou Jin’s birthday? This is a very good relationship between father and son. Will Zhou Jin go to Jieyang? ] 

[I heard that they were not living harmoniously, that’s why Zhou Jin left. Of course, the departure of the heavenly king is not called leaving, it is called going out to work. ]

[What’s wrong with the Yin and Yang in front of me? It’s enough for such a good brother in the world to focus on his career. How dare you say you haven’t heard his song?]

 

The barrage was about to quarrel, so Wu Rong simply turned off the live broadcast, still looking in Zhou Jin’s direction thoughtfully. Huang Mao made up his mind and thought he was in a bad mood, so he came over to comfort him and said, “Brother Rong, you have become so popular not long after the live broadcast, and sooner or later you will have so many fans!”

“His name is Zhou Jin?” 

“Yeah, King of Heaven’s Zhou is popular all over the four major leagues. Didn’t his previous song hit the first place on the Golden Song Chart and was selected by the Ministry of Public Security as a must-listen song for ghost keepers?”

Huang Mao knew a little bit about everything, and he said it logically: “I heard that the song “Snow Lotus” has a better effect on calming ghosts than Dao music and now in the Asian League, only the Longhu Mountain Youth League can compete with him. True, but in terms of a single player, no one can compare to King of Heaven’s Zhou.”

That’s it, no wonder his voice is so nice.

Even though they were far away, Wu Rong, who had keen senses, still heard Zhou Jin’s voice, it was very pure and melodious, very clean and clear, like a gurgling brook flowing through his heart, it was refreshing and made him feel very comfortable. 

But in Zhou Jin’s voice just now, Wu Rong also heard an indistinct female voice.

“It is said that King of Heaven’s Zhou is possessed by ghosts, and the songs he sings have that special effect.”

Along the way, Huang Mao was in high spirits, telling Wu Rong about the gossip: “Zhou Jin’s mother was one of the best soprano singers in the Asian League beforer. In those days, she was called Little Angel. She died when King of Heaven’s Zhou was five years old. Yes. Didn’t King of Heaven’s Zhou live in the European Union when he was a child? I heard that when he went to the choir, the nun in that church said that he had a devil’s voice. Maybe he didn’t leave after that day.”

“Oh, brother Rong, why don’t we go directly to the hotel?” 

“We need to meet someone.”

Wu Rong took Huang Mao to a coffee shop, and after sitting there for a long time, he saw a white figure walk in.

“Cousin, I kept you waiting.”

Bai Gu left his contact information in the letter he sent last time. After Wu Rong decided to leave for Chaozhou ahead of schedule, he called Bai Gu. He happened to be there too, and the two agreed to meet in Chaozhou. 

Bai Gu was wearing a white shirt and jeans. His slightly long hair was braided and hung down his shoulders. He was carrying a vertical musical instrument case that looked like a clarinet on his back. His attitude towards Wu Rong was both close and respectful, and he was also very polite and humble towards Huang Mao.

“Hello.”

“Hey, hello cousin, we are all one family, you can just call me Brother Chen!”

  

Huang Mao was very enthusiastic, with the little restraint of a cult person. Bai Gu glanced at Wu Rong, seeing that he didn’t make any comment, the smile on Huang Mao’s face became more affectionate: “Brother Chen.”

While talking and laughing, Bai Gu wanted to sit next to Wu Rong. But before he sat down, Bai Gu’s pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the pale grimace on Wu Rong’s fingertips, and his smile froze slightly.

 

“Hiss, hiss, hiss…”

The human-faced spider was docily coiled between Wu Rong’s fingers, and obediently spit out a cloud of black mist. From the outline of the black mist, it could be vaguely seen that it was a baby——the black rock tarantula and Wu Rong didn’t care about food, and the human-faced spider only cared about food. It could be self-sufficient, but just now it didn’t know where to hunt on the train, and now it had just returned to Wu Rong’s hand, showing Wu Rong the prey it caught. 

The human-faced spider was very honest, and never ate first. It must show the prey to Wu Rong and the little spider first.

But this time the baby spirit was different, Wu Rong saw strands of golden light entwined in the black air around his body, obviously it was a baby spirit worshiped by someone, similar to Kuman Thong. He did not know where the human-faced spider caught it alive.

It couldn’t eat this baby spirit, it would give it a stomach upset.

He didn’t know the origin of the infant spirit, and Fu Qing was not around, so he couldn’t free it at will. Wu Rong thought for a while, and then pulled out a white jade tube from his waist. 

“Boo”

The lid was opened, and the sound of gurgling liquid came from the white jade tube, followed by a pair of snow-white tentacles, that were slender like snow silk, which waddled out.

After all, Yangjin Zhuoma was a real bug. After being fed Wood Essence, the Zhong Gu had become more advanced, and Wu Rong could control it. It came from Tibetan secrets, it’s fairly mild, it had a more Buddha nature than ordinary bugs, and it was suitable for holding infant spirits.

Wu Rong threw the baby spirit into the white jade tube, closed the lid, looked at Bai Gu again, and found that he was sitting diagonally across from him, at the farthest corner, with lowered eyebrows and closed eyes, very honest. 

 

“What’s wrong?”

What’s wrong ? Bai Gu’s soul was almost scared away!

Although Wu Rong only wore a simple black t-shirt, shorts and carried a backpack, he was inconspicuous save for his appearance, he had Ghost Qi without half a bit of Yin, and was no different from ordinary people when he stood in the crowd. 

 

But Bai Gu had the bloodline of the Wu Family, just now, he secretly opened his internal eyes to look at Wu Rong, and was almost blinded by it.

In his eyes, Wu Rong’s whole body was intertwined with black and gold, evil and holy coexisted! A few clusters of extraordinarily bright and dazzling golden light, like the sun, were on Wu Rong’s waist, back, and backpack. Especially the shining golden light in Wu Rong’s backpack was extremely solemn and dignified, as if being stared at by the supreme and holy Buddha’s pupils, the powerful and coercive force that rendered Bai Gu unable. With his eyes stimulated by the golden light, he couldn’t stop shedding physical tears!

Not daring to look at Wu Rong again, Bai Gu lowered his head deeply and saw Wu Rong’s shadow. At that moment, he felt in a trance that, he saw the abyss of hell. The extreme coldness and evil in the shadows made his bones ooze coolness, as if a ferocious beast was staring at him, sharpening its bloody fangs, as if it could easily put him to death! 

How long had it been since Wu Rong left the Miao Village? Had it been half a month? Not seeing each other for half a month, Wu Rong’s changes had already made Bai Gu dare not recognize him at all! Thinking of the slight disdain he felt just now because Wu Rong’s subordinates were just ordinary people, Bai Gu wanted to shake the water in his head.

Sure enough, even if he didn’t change into a ghost, Wu Rong was terrifying, and he couldn’t be underestimated!

 

‘What’s wrong?’

Thinking back to Wu Rong’s question just now, Bai Gu could savor a hint of casual banter from it, he must have seen his temptation, this is a blow to the horse! 

Is this just a simple show off? No, Wu Rong’s actions must have a deeper meaning, and he must not just look at the surface.

 

In his previous life, he raised the Zhong Gu for a period of time, and Bai Gu had a sudden insight, causing his heart to be uplifted. He guessed Wu Rong’s real purpose!

“I just saw my cousin, and I couldn’t hold back.” 

Bai Gu sniffled, raised his head to reveal the red eye circles from just crying, looked at Wu Rong more humbly and kindly, and said in a low voice: “I grew up so much, it was the first time I came out of the stockade, and I saw my cousin, I alas, am so ashamed.”

Bai Gu was very much able to grasp the degree of emotion required, he wiped his eyes with a tissue, smiled at Wu Rong again, and said solemnly: “Cousin, in the tradition of the village, every generation of Wu people and great witches are connected with each other and help each other. I have carefully considered this before coming here, please give me a drop of blood.”

He spoke like it was a soul-to-heart communication, watching and helping each other, but in fact, he was in absolute control. Bai Gu should have thought of it a long time ago, how could a moody person like Wu Rong allow himself, a reborn person, to be by his side without any restrictions? That being the case, let him take the initiative to speak!

  

“Hm.”

Wu Rong didn’t expect Bai Gu to be so proactive, so he froze for a moment. But seeing that Bai Gu was so proficient, and he didn’t break a string of words, Wu Rong thought about it and suddenly understood.

It is estimated that in his “previous life” he controlled his subordinates in this way, even if he did not have the Zhong Gu in his “previous life”, there must’ve been other ways to control them. Loyalty? No, there is nothing more reassuring to him than this kind of contract that controls everything from the body and mind to the soul.

After drinking Wu Rong’s blood, Bai Gu had Wu Rong’s Gu in his body. Wu Rong could control him at will, let him live and let him die for him. After drinking the blood, Bai Gu became more relaxed. Under Huang Mao’s bewildered eyes of “what are you doing?”, he whispered to Wu Rong: “Brother, Zhong Gu needs five elements to hatch. Before coming here, I found a way to get you a batch of Purified Rootless Water.” 

Bai Gu originally wanted to get the Purified Rootless Water and claim credit, but the idea was a bit tricky, and if things were not done well he would’ve felt a little uneasy, so he didn’t ask for credit, as long as Wu Rong didn’t get angry.

 

“It’s just that me, your brother, is useless. My Gu slaves all passed out after taking (intercepting) the Rootless Water…”

Why was Wu Rong looking at him like this? 

Bai Gu felt apprehensive, recalling the few words he’d just said.

Was there something wrong?

 

Editor: Cloud Chip Cake

M1zushi: 9/8 chapters~~ 

 

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