Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 292: Moon-born Evil God
The sound of the river hitting the shore, rolling up waves, used to be beautiful if you sat by the river and felt the night breeze.

But at this moment, for Lao Fu Zheng, his soul was trembling.

The sound of the river became the death-challenging god, and the comfortable evening breeze became the letter from the underworld. He watched in the water as the river water around him was polluted by the moonlight.

Pieces of darkness spread like ink, and the reed in his mouth just poked out of the water and began to twist.

It looked like a worm with sharp teeth on both ends, and Lao Fu was having to spit it out.

The feeling was always there, and he knew he only had two choices.

Death above the water, and death below the water.

He slowly poked his head out and took a deep breath to allow oxygen to enter his blood.

There was fog all around.

His eyes were trembling as he held onto the driftwood. In front of him, there stood a man in the void of white mist, staring down at him.

Under the moonlight, in the mist, there is an evil god!
The wood that Lao Fu was holding in his arms was moving like a cat or dog. The wood turned into meat and suddenly rushed out of his arms, splashing water.

The water splashed, and the dead tree turned into a strange fish with a distorted face on it.

It seems to be somewhat similar to the evil moon god in the sky.

"Old Fu Zheng, your acting is very good. You almost fooled me."

Chen Ning'an's eyes fell on Lao Fu Zheng's side, not directly on him.

Under his gaze, Lao Fu would instantly mutate and become what he called the "evil spirit".

The old man could only tread water as hard as he could, with countless words in his mouth, but unable to speak.

His beard and hair, which were soaking in the water, began to twist, and it seemed as if snakes were growing on them.

"Are you... coming here to kill me?"

Old Fu Zheng was finally able to say something. After decades of self-cultivation, he completely relaxed when facing such an existence.

This evil god was definitely not any evil that he knew.

Lao Fu Zheng had never seen such an evil spirit before. Just by stopping there, everything was polluted and started dancing.

"Why should I kill you?"

Chen Ning'an asked him back, and Lao Fuzheng suddenly realized that the two were no longer in the water.

The water on his clothes developed a consciousness of its own and left him, leaving him cold.

He found that he was in the sky, and the white mist around him was not mist but clouds.

The moon was overhead, intersecting with the stars, and the evil spirit in front of him, bathing in the moonlight and stars, actually gave him a strange feeling of brightness.

Why did he feel that an evil and evil figure was pure?
Lao Fu was confused, but then he saw Chen Ning'an holding out his hand to him: "Sit down."

Tables and chairs appeared in the void, and a pot of hot tea was emitting green smoke.

He looked down and could see the bright moon reflected in the teacup.

What a fragrant tea.

Lao Fu couldn't help wanting to drink it, and his arm had unconsciously grasped the teacup. He felt the burning sensation on his lips and suddenly opened his eyes!

wide awake!

No, why would he drink evil tea?

Lao Fuzheng quickly stepped back: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

He was extremely nervous and his clothes were wet again, but this time it was his sweat.

The sweat ran out of the clothes again, turned into little water men, and fell into the clouds.

Chen Ningan picked up the tea and took a sip: "Actually, I just want to find someone to chat with."

He looked at the moon in the cup and said, "I like this world very much. It is not like the place I used to be in, which is full of despair and helplessness."

"Where I was born, everything is calculated and everything has a limit."

He looked at Lao Fu Zheng and said, “You are the first person who discovered me after I came here.”

Lao Fu was swallowing his saliva. He didn't want to hear a word, but these words just went into his ears and he couldn't block them out or forget them.

"When you were pretending to be crazy, I thought you were really scared crazy by the aura I accidentally leaked. It was only when you ran out of the lookout that I realized you were pretending."

“You can actually see so far!”

Lao Fu knew that he was being watched by the evil spirit all along, even though he was pretending to be crazy and stupid.

"It's only a few dozen miles."

Chen Ning'an didn't think much of it. He looked at Old Fu Zheng and said, "Your disciple Tu Ming doesn't know enough about this world."

"So I want to talk to you about this so-called Daqi Kingdom."

"You ask that, but I don't know either."

Lao Fuzheng sneered: "You want to know the details of Daqi? Excuse me, it's useless to ask anyone."

Perhaps, knowing that he was going to die, Old Fu Zheng became brave: "Evil and evil are not tolerated by heaven and justice, and everyone has the right to kill them. Your idea is doomed to fail."

"Kill me, even if it's for fun, there's nothing fun about an old man like me."

"Oh."

Chen Ning'an took another sip of tea, feeling the freshness and fragrance of the tea leaves, something he rarely experienced.

Everything in the world of Xin Qin is filled with falsehood.

"You know you're going to die, so you're brave?"

He pointed his finger, and Lao Fu Zheng suddenly saw himself floating up.

He looked down and saw that his body was still standing on the cloud, and the evil spirit was staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes.

"what!"

Old Fu was screaming in fear. His soul was knocked out and he couldn't even reincarnate.

The evil spirit is so cruel!

He felt hopeless and his soul seemed to be frightened away.

Then the evil spirit on the cloud pointed at him again, and Lao Fu returned to his physical body.

"Tell me, are you having fun now?"

Chen Ning'an looked at him. Old Fu was gasping for breath, his eyes were sunken and wide open.

He no longer dared to be arrogant. He wanted to be reincarnated and did not want his soul to be scattered.

"Interesting, haha!" Chen Ning'an laughed loudly on the cloud. He liked this kind of relaxed and pleasant teasing.

"Well, I am very happy today. You will go back to the hill next."

Chen Ningan smiled at him and said, "The Qing'an Division of Gushan County will come to ask for Zhu Hengrui's body. Just give it to him."

"why?"

Lao Fu was wondering, this evil spirit didn't intend to kill him?

He was in a trance for a moment and realized that he was no longer in the clouds, but saw a house in front of him through the fog.

This seems... to be his house!

So this is a small hill?
Old Fu Zheng couldn't believe it. He actually survived?

It was night time, and a group of people were slowly approaching with black and yellow lights on.

That was the patrol team in the hill, but this time, the patrol team was clearly in an abnormal state.

Da Niu held the talisman in his hand, and the light made him feel uncomfortable all over. The arm closest to him felt like a piece of wood, getting colder and stiffer.

But he had to hold the lantern talisman, so that compared to being eaten by evil spirits, the physical torture would not be so terrible.

"careful!"

The lamp talisman shone on the figure in front of him. Da Niu shouted loudly, ready to use the lamp talisman to stimulate his qi and blood at any time.

"What's wrong, Brother Daniel?"

The second one behind him asked, "Is there an evil spirit?"

"Not sure, look at the figure in front."

Daniu took a deep breath and said, "If something happens to me, Er Zeng, please help take care of your sister-in-law because Daniu treats you well."

He endured it for a moment, holding the lantern talisman and slowly approached.

"big cow?"

That figure actually uttered a familiar word. This voice...

Da Niu's whole body trembled as if he was shocked by an electric current. He suddenly moved closer with the lantern talisman, completely illuminating the figure in front of him.

“Old…Old Fu Zheng!”

He stuttered, unable to believe it: "Old Fu Zheng! Didn't you leave?"

At this moment, he seemed to have found his backbone, and tears flowed down his face uncontrollably.

"Old Fu Zheng! The villagers are having a hard time without you!"

All the grievances he had suffered during this period fell into Da Niu's eyes, and without Lao Fu Zheng asking, he told him everything.

After hearing this, Lao Fuzheng took a deep breath and wiped away Daniu's tears with his palm.

"You're such a big man, and you're not afraid of being laughed at for crying like this."

He had abandoned Xiao Shanli before, Lao Fu Zheng admitted it himself, but now that he came back and had experienced the brink of life and death, he suddenly saw things more clearly.

"Throw this thing away, go call everyone over, I want to go see how Xiao Tu is doing now."

His voice entered through the big ears and jumped out of his mouth. The big bull jumped all the way and awakened the entire hill.

Evil spirits? No one cared about evil spirits at this time. Old Fu Zheng was not crazy. He was back! He was waiting for everyone at the head of the village at this time.

"Master Fu Zheng!"

The village head kept wiping away tears: "You are finally back. We are almost driven crazy by the torture."

"Alas, it's hard for you."

Lao Fu was getting up and walking inside: "Take me to see the human drum."

When he heard that someone's drum was broken, he wanted to see what the damage was and whether there was any chance of repairing it.

Everyone followed him closely and came to the headman's house.

This is the center of the hill. A huge drum is placed in the middle, with a pavilion on top to shelter it from the rain.

I saw that on the human drum, pieces of human skin were sewn together, and now, the face in the center of the human drum was torn open, and it was torn from there.

"The drum heart is broken."

Old Fu was sighing, this guy's drum was useless.

“We’re going to make a new human drum.”

He looked at everyone and said, "Those who have died of old age recently, and those who have been buried not long ago, please pay attention to them."

To make a human drum, you need human skin.

Human beings are the most spiritual beings. Through a special production method, the skin of a dead person will automatically ring when encountering evil spirits.

Everyone turned around, and Lao Fu took a deep breath and said, "Next, let's go see that kid Tu Ming."

Tu Ming was brought up by him and he has great talent. He will definitely be able to take over his job in the future.

But Lao Fu Zheng didn't expect that as soon as he left, the boy would actually force himself to draw the talisman, and he actually drew the lantern talisman.

"Great! Old Fu is about to enforce justice on behalf of Heaven!"

"That little bastard Tu Ming even killed his own mother! Old Fu Zheng has to take charge of this for us!"

"That's a beast. It actually ate... Li Dan's..."

Everyone crowded together, shouted, and followed Lao Fu Zheng back to their former residence.

The light was still on in the room.

Tu Ming was drawing the talisman meticulously, and the lamp talisman in his hand became increasingly ominous.

The head on his neck was turning around, with its eyes wandering.

Lao Fu was bringing his men here, and the head on his neck was guarding the door with an evil smile on his face.

"Snapped!"

The door was opened directly, and Lao Fu was caught off guard. He subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes.

The head laughed loudly and took it back with a "haha".

"Grandpa Fu Zheng?"

Tu Ming raised his head, put down his pen, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.

Then, he suddenly jumped up, very happy: "Grandpa Fu Zheng! You are back! That's great! You are finally back!"

Tu Ming's two heads were crying at the same time, one was crying and the other was crying and laughing. He dropped his pen and talisman paper and rushed towards Lao Fu Zheng.

"Evil beast, I don't want a disciple like you!"

Old Fuzheng raised his foot and kicked Tu Ming, sending him retreating.

"Wow!"

Tu Ming vomited black blood, and there was a talisman stuck on his foot.

But he didn't care, got up and ran towards Lao Fu Zheng again.

"Grandpa Fu Zheng, I'm Xiao Tu. Xiao Tu misses you so much. After you leave, I can also draw lantern talismans."

"roll!"

Lao Fu was about to raise his foot again, and Tu Ming was kicked down again. He struggled for a bit, and several bones in his chest were broken again.

"Grandpa Fu Zheng, why did you kick me? Did Xiao Tu do something wrong?"

Tu Ming cried and crawled towards Lao Fu Zheng, tears flowing along with the blood in his mouth.

This child had tears on both heads. Old Fu Zheng saw this and raised his foot again, but this time, he couldn't kick anymore.

"Master Fu Zheng, don't be soft-hearted!"

The surrounding villagers saw this and couldn't help but get anxious: "This evil spirit is deceiving you, it's not just laughing, it's evil!"

"Old Fu Zheng, don't be careless! He even harmed his own mother!"

"Old Fu Zheng!"

"Master Fu Zheng!"

Their anxious shouts brought Lao Fu Zheng back to his senses.

He took a deep breath, tears falling from the corners of his eyes, and took out a wooden sword from his body.

There are talismans engraved on the wooden sword. It is a treasure that he has nurtured and can be considered a semi-talisman weapon.

If it's solid, Tu Ming will definitely die!
"Grandpa Fu Zheng!"

Tu Ming raised his head from the ground. He was defenseless: "I know you don't like me. You want to kill me. Little Tu will not resist."

He could easily crush the old man to death, but Tu Ming would not do that. This was his master, Grandpa Fu Zheng!

The reason he could be Fu Zheng was all because of the old man in front of him.

"laugh!"

The talisman pierced fiercely into the head growing out of the neck. Old Fu Zheng's face turned fierce. He took out two more talismans from his arms and quickly stuck them on Tu Ming's newly grown neck and head.

In an instant, Tu Ming screamed, and his head was chopped off alive!

"Stop the bleeding!"

Lao Fuzheng shouted, and sealed the wound with talismans with both hands: "Where is the doctor? Come and help!"

Tears were falling from Lao Fuzheng's eyes. Xiao Tu was a very good child.

"My little Tu, don't blame Master. Master can't do anything about it."

Old Fu was crying so hard that his chest was shaking. Even at his age, he still showed his tenderness.

He had no children, and naturally no grandchildren, and had long regarded Xiao as his own child, grandson, and apprentice.

At this time, the child was lying on the ground, his face pale, blood oozing out of his head, and he was on the verge of life and death.

"Fu...Fu Zheng...Grandpa."

Tu Ming suddenly opened his eyes and seemed to be awake.

"I'm in so much pain."

He reached out and held the old Fu Zheng's hand: "Grandpa, I regret it so much. I shouldn't have eaten that grass, but I had to eat it. I couldn't draw the talisman because I didn't have enough blood and energy."

The child's voice was growing weaker.

He looked at Lao Fu Zheng: "Grandpa, I regret it so much."

(End of this chapter)