This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Chapter 64: The Witch! (Please read on)

Translator: 549690339

Bai Wei reacted quickly, and her figure flashed in front of the man.

The man’s eyes were red, and he actually lunged forward with his mouth wide open, biting directly at Bai Wei.

Bai Wei was a master of the fourth stage of martial arts, “bone training.” How could her reaction be anything but swift?

She slightly shifted her body to avoid the man’s lunge, while her hand formed a blade that she chopped onto the man’s neck. The man then fell straight to the ground, unconscious.

Behind the man, a woman wearing slippers was chasing after him.

She was running and crying at the same time.

Behind the woman, a six or seven-year-old girl was also crying loudly, shouting “Dad” and “I’m scared” as she followed.

The woman actually looked rather attractive.

Good figure too; it was the middle of summer, and she was wearing thin clothing while resting at home. As she ran, her body jiggled, which was quite eye-catching.

She ran to the unconscious man, attempting to drag him away but failed to do so. Unable to hold it in, she squatted down beside him and wailed: “What kind of sin have 1 committed…?”

“Hong Laoer’s wife!”

At this moment.

Hong Jianlin’s wife walked out of their house.

She gave the wailing woman a look and said, “Come, let’s carry Hong Laoer to my house to rest first.”

With all their strength, the two women managed to carry the man called “Hong Laoer” into the house. As they passed by Xu Yang and his companions, they did not dare to look at the three of them.

Xu Yang looked at the unconscious man.

On his body, a faint stream of Yin energy was floating.

Bai Wei had obviously noticed this too and whispered, “Master Xu, what do you think?”

Xu Yang nodded. “Indeed, Yin spirits are at play here…”

“Then what are we waiting for?”

Wang Lin rubbed his hands together enthusiastically and said, “With Master Xu here, we don’t have to worry about the Yin spirits escaping… Let’s just rush in and catch it, then beat it to death!”

“No need to hurry.”

Xu Yang glanced at the middle-aged women who had run away in the distance, then said after a few seconds of contemplation, “There may be hidden reasons behind this situation… You two should investigate the neighbors; they might know something.”

Bai Wei and Wang Lin went separate ways to investigate.

Xu Yang lit a cigarette and started wandering around aimlessly.

The roads in the village were all hardened.

South of the road was an irrigation ditch, and beyond that were vast fields of crops. The lush corn in the fields had already grown more than half a person’s height.

The north side of the road was lined with residences.

These residences were relatively dense, with one house connected to the next.

The quality of the houses varied; some still lived in old bungalows, with tree branches in their courtyards growing disorderly.

Most doors of such houses were locked, likely because the residents had moved to the city or only elderly people remained inside.

There were also houses that looked very nice, with red brick and red glazed tiles on the roof that gleamed under the sunlight. These houses usually belonged to affluent families, their courtyards paved with small green bricks and private cars parked inside.

However, there were only three villas like Hong Jianlin’s in the entire village.

Xu Yang went to the village entrance and bought a pack of cigarettes and an ice cream at a small shop.

A weeping willow stood at the entrance of the shop.

Though it was noon, there were four men playing cards under the shade of the tree.

There were no table or chairs; they all sat on the ground in a circle, with a piece of cardboard placed in the center where they played poker.

Behind each of the four men, there was a box of beverages.

As Xu Yang observed a bit more, he found that the men were playing a popular game called “Call Red Four” in Wu City. Whoever got the four of hearts gained the right to play and could choose one of the 4, 6, 7, 9,10, J, Q, K cards from any suit as a teammate.

But in fact, apart from the chosen teammates, the other three don’t know who picked that card.

It’s kind of like Werewolf.

The four of them were in their forties or fifties, and their bets were for drinks.

They played cards and chatted about interesting events in the village.

“By the way… Elder Hong had another episode just now, and it even alarmed the police station, do you guys know?”

“It’s karma, karma!”

“In my opinion, those three Hong brothers got what they deserved. They don’t even show respect for their own father, so who’s to blame?”

“Didn’t they say Elder Hong is not their biological father?”

“Bullshit, what does it matter if they’re blood-related or not? If it weren’t for Elder Hong raising these three brothers and paying for their education, could they be where they are now?”

Xu Yang’s eyes moved slightly as he pulled out cigarettes and handed one to each of the four. He asked with a smile, “Big brothers, I’m from the west side of the village. 1 haven’t been back for a few years… What’s going on with the Hong family? 1 also just saw the police and Hong Laoer acting like a lunatic, chasing and biting some middle-aged women.”

A few men started to gossip.

There’s an old man in the village with the last name Hong who has a physical disability, is mute, and has been single for a long time. He later married a widow who had three children with her.

The widow passed away a few years after they were married.

Although Elder Hong was mute, he was kind-hearted. He never remarried and it would’ve been difficult for him to find a wife in his condition.

He devoted his heart and soul to raising his three stepsons and turning them into successful adults.

The siblings certainly did him proud.

They started off by collecting scrap copper and iron. They opened a factory together, specializing in collecting various types of scrap metal. They earned a good amount of money, got married, bought houses in the city, and built villas in the village.

The three families became the envy of the villagers.

But everything changed four years ago.

Elder Hong accidentally fell and became bedridden. At first, the three brothers took turns taking care of him…

“As the saying goes, ‘a long-term sickbed brings no filial children.'”

A big brother, puffing on a cigarette, shook his head: “The three brothers took turns serving the old man for more than three years, then they started having conflicts, even fighting over it… Later, I heard that they found a psychic woman who could tell fortunes, and the old man died a few days after she visited.”

Xu Yang mused: “Do you mean… the old man was killed by the three brothers?”

“I didn’t say that!”

The big brother hastily replied, “Young man, don’t go spreading rumors. Last time, Widow Wang was blabbering and got a lawyer’s letter from the Hong family, who said they were going to sue her for slander! Enough, just go, don’t disturb our card game!”

Xu Yang chuckled and left the village entrance.

He wandered aimlessly in the village, meeting several other people and, indirectly, learning more about the situation.

Eider Hong was buried three months ago.

Since the three Hong brothers had money, the funeral was extravagant. However, there was a problem on the day of the funeral. Hong Jianlin suddenly became mentally unstable, shouting and screaming, even chasing and attacking people and biting them.

Every few days after that, one of the three Hong brothers would “go crazy”.

Because this happened in the countryside, all sorts of gossip started spreading.

Xu Yang met up with Wang Lin and Bai Wei.

After talking, they found out that they had more or less the same information.

“If that’s the case, then it’s not just an ordinary supernatural event… There’s also deliberate murder involved!”

Wang Lin said, “Should 1 contact the local police?”

Xu Yang replied, “No need to rush… What I’m curious about is, who is that psychic woman they mentioned?”

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