Volume 1: The Whirlwind Young Master Chapter 13: Vast and Lofty Masculinity

  This is the true method of refining the body with the fire of the tripod, a secret technique passed down by the dragon tribe. It's not just that his power has increased greatly, but now his eyes and ears have also become somewhat divine. As for the dragon tribe, born as spiritual beings, they are not all-seeing or all-hearing, but each one can see through the void and hear from a thousand miles away. The efficacy of this inherited technique is undeniable.

  At this moment, in Gan Ping's eyes, a strange light flashed. With one glance, he could see some very unusual things. Behind the young woman, a ghostly face with a deathly pale complexion was lurking, which frightened Gan Ping who had not prepared himself psychologically, and he couldn't help but let out a loud cry. Old Ma, who was standing beside him, heard his scream and felt a sudden movement in his heart.

  When he heard this, Old Horse's head sucked in a cold breath, and he let out a painful hiss. He quickly turned around and chased the women out of the house. The women were weak and couldn't take any more of this. Only a few men and Little Gan Ping were left behind. Mr. Zhang had already regretted coming here, listening to the madwoman's crying and fussing made him irritable, he had thought about leaving. But after hearing the conversation between Little Gan Ping and Old Horse's head, he furrowed his brow and lost the intention of leaving.

  As they spoke, the door was pushed open and Old Horse Head turned his head to scold, but seeing who it was, he swallowed his words. It was Li Erniang who had arrived, Li Erniang was the village's barefoot doctor, a shaman and matchmaker all in one, indispensable for weddings and funerals, respected by everyone in the village just like Mr. Zhang, unfortunately, Mr. Zhang didn't think much of her, every time he mentioned Li Erniang, he would mutter something about being superstitious and having strange powers.

  Mr. Zhang saw Li Erniang coming in and couldn't help but snort, turning his head away. He had always looked down on this kind of person who pretended to be mysterious and didn't give her a good face. Li Erniang also ignored him, hastily rushing to the woman's side, flipping open her eyelids, taking a look, and suddenly her face sank, seemingly discovering that this matter was also very tricky. Li Erniang stretched out her hand to pull Old Horse Head over, whispering: "What kind of evil has her family provoked? This evil spirit is not shallow."

  Li Erniang heard this and showed a hesitant expression, "Or else, go to Xiaoli Village and invite Wang Bansian over. If not, going to Shuangning Temple to invite that old Taoist priest would also work." In fact, she also knew that these two people were about the same level as her, all roughly understanding some superficial magic techniques, able to deal with small ghosts and evil spirits, but encountering such a fierce ghost, they would be completely helpless. However, Li Erniang was also at a loss, herself not having the confidence to subdue this evil spirit.

  Li Erniang hastily helped him up and said, "Yang Lin, don't be like this, get up quickly." As she spoke, she reached out to help the horse Yang Lin, but Yang Lin knelt on the ground and refused to get up. Li Erniang saw this situation and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Fine, since you're asking Auntie Er to do it, I'll give it a try." After finishing speaking, she steeled herself and leaned in close to the woman on the ground, grasping her hand and pulling out her own silver hairpin. With one swift motion, she jabbed the pin into the woman's middle finger. As soon as the pin was inserted, the originally weak and listless Xiao Huan, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly let out a loud screech. It was unclear where she got the strength from, but with a wave of her arm, she sent several men tumbling to the ground. Immediately after, she grabbed Li Erniang's neck and started choking her.

  Mr. Zhang saw the bride suddenly attack and injure someone, and he grabbed Li Erniang without letting go, not caring if he disliked this person or not. He rushed forward in a hurry, grasping Xiao Huan's wrist with one hand. What he didn't expect was that the bride's wrist felt icy cold to the bone, hard as iron, like touching a piece of iron on a bitterly cold winter day. Taken aback, he dared not hesitate, and quickly stretched out his other hand to slap Xiao Huan's forehead, shouting: "Withdraw your hand, retreat!"

  The bride who was possessed by the evil spirit was hit by Mr. Zhang, and she seemed to have wilted a lot, standing there stupidly, staring blankly at the two people in front of her. Li Erniang narrowly escaped death, covering her neck and coughing dryly, while Old Horse saw that the woman possessed by the evil spirit was standing still, and quickly pulled out a rope from the corner of the wall, raised his hand and tied up the bride.

  Li Erniang covered her throat with one hand, bent over and coughed dryly, while the other hand rested on Mr. Zhang's shoulder. Mr. Zhang slightly furrowed his brow but didn't dodge. After a spell of dry coughing, Li Erniang finally straightened up and cast grateful eyes at Mr. Zhang, who shifted his gaze without making a sound.

  Looking at Ma Yanglin kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, Li Erniang sighed and walked in front of Xiao Huan again. Xiao Huan glared at her fiercely, if she hadn't been trapped, she would have jumped over and strangled her neck again. Seeing Xiao Huan glaring at herself, Li Erniang felt a pang of guilt, hastily took out a small cloth bag from her bosom, pulled out a piece of tangerine leaf, added some vinegar, and stuck the tangerine leaf with vinegar on Xiao Huan's forehead.

  Li Erniang saw the withered and blackened pomelo leaf on Xiao Huan's forehead, took two steps back in shock, and trembled as she said: "Who are you?"

  "What do you want to do? I'll let her family burn more paper money for you, okay? Just hurry back." These kinds of fortune tellers and mediums don't have much real power, they just know how to communicate with lonely spirits like this one. After promising them something, they left. But unexpectedly, the fierce ghost in front of him said: "I'm not lacking in wealth, I'm just very lonely, I want to take this girl back with me and keep her company."

  Seeing Li Erniang jumping and scolding, the evil spirit didn't care, only saying: "This is none of your business, I only want her alone." Seeing the evil spirit refusing to give up, Li Erniang stomped her foot, gritted her teeth, and took out a cloth package from her bosom. She unfolded it layer by layer, and Gan Ping stretched his neck to take a look, it was a small triangular talisman.

  Li Erniang carefully took out the talisman and placed it in her palm, saying: "I'll ask you one last time, are you leaving or not? If not, don't blame me for being forceful." Li Erniang treasured this talisman extremely, otherwise she wouldn't have threatened the evil spirit repeatedly. The evil spirit let out a cold hum and ignored her. Seeing this, Li Erniang took the talisman and walked forward, sticking it to Xiaohuan's forehead.

  Suddenly, the talisman burst into flames and turned to ashes. The evil spirit stopped its wailing and lowered its head, panting heavily. Old Horse's head was shocked by the sight and rushed forward, asking: "Second Aunt, do you still have any more of those talismans? I think one more might just do it."

  When she heard this, Li Erniang quickly gathered her spirits and again haggled with the evil spirit, "Let this girl go, I'll get her family to burn more paper people as wives for you, and also gold and silver treasures." When he heard this, Ma Yanglin immediately knelt down and said, "Ghost grandfather, ghost elder, please, let my wife go, I'll burn a cart, no, two carts of treasure for you, please spare Xiaohuan's life." The fierce spirit sneered and said, "Why would I not take advantage of the present opportunity? Don't try to negotiate, soon she won't be your wife anymore."

  Turning around, he walked to the front of Xiao Huan, and this evil spirit immediately showed a tense expression. Seeing this, Mr. Zhang had some numbers in his heart, standing steadily in front of Xiao Huan, pointing with one finger, and scolding this evil spirit loudly. Mr. Zhang was originally a scholar and wouldn't use any rural profanity, but used half-literary and half-colloquial language to rebuke the evil spirit in front of him, with righteous words and a clear voice that could pierce metal and stone. Gan Pingling raised his eyes to look, and Mr. Zhang's original tall stature was now angrily scolding the evil spirit, with his hair standing on end, truly furious, and a burst of spiritual fire suddenly exploded from his head, immediately suppressing the evil spirit's momentum.

  At last, the evil spirit could not withstand Mr. Zhang's majestic and upright energy, and it had to withdraw from Xiaohuan's body, planning to come back another day. Just as Mr. Zhang was loudly scolding the evil spirit, a faint black mist suddenly rose from the woman in front of him, revealing that the evil spirit had given up and decided to leave.

  Gan Ping saw the evil spirit under Zhang Gong's majestic and righteous aura, unable to withstand it, and had the thought of escaping. At this time, he saw that the evil spirit not only didn't escape but instead pounced on him, leaving him stunned. However, after a moment's thought, he understood the evil spirit's intentions. Gan Ping sneered coldly, "You fear Zhang Gong's majestic righteousness yet pounce on me; could it be that you see me as weak and think you can bully me? Thinking this way, I won't retreat but advance instead." He took a step forward, "If you didn't move against me, I wouldn't have any means to deal with you. But you actually came charging at me so recklessly; you've underestimated me."

  At this point, Gan Ping suddenly activated the Blazing Fire of the Heavenly Gate, and under the stimulation of that evil spirit's evil energy, the Blazing Fire of the Heavenly Gate accelerated several times faster. A faint red glow rose from Gan Ping's body, which was precisely the Extreme Yang Spirit!

  This evil spirit had been thinking of bullying the weak, so it rushed towards Gan Ping, thinking that this small child would be easily defeated with one blow, taking his life and soul, and then leaving. But unexpectedly, with one blow, a strong and fierce aura came face to face, causing it to be shocked and cry out in surprise. The originally ordinary child now had a bright red glow on top of his head, with an extremely powerful yang energy that was several times stronger than the majestic and upright energy.

  The evil spirit crashed into Gan Ping's head, like a drop of water falling onto a piece of red-hot iron plate, and disappeared with a hiss, leaving no shadow or trace behind. From then on, his soul flew away, and not even a wisp of residual soul was left. The crowd saw that the black air had originally rushed towards Little Gan Ping, but suddenly let out a mournful and shrill cry, and transformed into nothingness in the blink of an eye, leaving everyone's faces filled with astonishment.