"Really killed him?"

As the watchman's calls echoed one after another towards Guazhou Prefecture City, the entire city was shaken.

The martial heroes, still drinking and reveling in the taverns, inns, and brothels, were startled by the shouts, as if waking from a dream:

"Who? Who died?"

"We came to this city, waiting for the Yan family to call us to fight the great demonic entity seeking revenge in Guazhou. We've been drinking for days, and haven't even seen him…"

"We, the vanguard, haven't even started dying yet. How did the Ji Tu Snake God die?"

"Could it have been an unexpected assassination?"

"..."

Amidst the stunned silence, someone suddenly reacted, slammed his wine jar down, and shouted, "Quick, quick!"

"If the person we're supposed to protect was assassinated, the Yan family will definitely not let it go. Maybe this is when we need to take action and help!"

"..."

So they called out to each other, rushing out of various inns and taverns.

They were martial heroes who had come of their own accord. The Yan family didn't even consider them worthy of informing about anything, but now, they suddenly became proactive.

Shouting and yelling, wielding knives and swords, they mustered their courage and surged towards the Yan residence, which they usually wouldn't dare approach.

"..."

"..."

"D-dead..."

At the same time in the Yan mansion, the Yan family master had been splattered with his concubine's brains and the Ji Tu Snake God's blood. It completely washed away his pride as a scholar. His eyes were vacant as he looked ahead, appearing heartbroken and defeated. His body slumped, and he muttered to himself, "It's over, it's over…"

"They even arranged for watchmen?"

Hu Ma didn't feel anything special about killing the Ji Tu Snake God, but he was slightly surprised when he heard the commotion outside.

He curiously glanced at Miss Red Wine beside him, who smiled softly and said, "Lao Gaoliang arranged it. He's older and more reliable than us."

"Since you're working for the Bureau of Spirit Suppression and brought a hundred catties of blood offerings, we can't take them for nothing."

"Not only do the people of Guazhou need to know that you killed the snake ghost on time, but the entire underworld needs to know as well. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste?"

"..."

"Reliable indeed…"

Hu Ma praised in his heart. He hadn't actually told Miss Red Wine so much detail, but as a veteran of the underworld, she had guessed it all.

Now that the snake ghost was dead, he cocked his ear, wanting to see the reaction of the other transmigrators.

Seeing that he had severely injured one guarding the mansion during the New Year and killed one from the Siming underworld with just a few moves, and was now holding the Ji Tu Snake God's head in his hand, clearly displaying his impressive skills, the surrounding little ghost officers only nodded slightly, as if it were nothing special. Some even whispered, "Is this the skill of a Great Officer?"

"...Not very impressive!"

"No wonder they say the four Great Officers of the Ghost Runners are so weak…"

"Looks like we, the little ghost officers, have to step up to revitalize the Bureau of Spirit Suppression…"

"Bro, I'm just doing temporary work. You actually want to get hired?"

"But I have to say, although this Great Officer's skills are a bit lacking, and he didn't even open the three gates of the mansion, his dharma form is something…"

"He kills without hesitation, which I like…"

"Is that it? Disperse, disperse. Anyone want to go to a brothel?"

"..."

"..."

"?"

Hu Ma was both amused and annoyed. "So, you don't think killing a God of Records is enough?"

"The one who wants to go to a brothel, isn't that a bit much?"

"..."

But even as the thought flashed through his mind, a heavy breathing sound emerged from the depths of the Yan family mansion, which had been chaotic and suppressed since the snake's head fell.

The sound was initially indistinct amidst the noise, but as the watchman's calls faded away, it became increasingly prominent.

It grew louder and louder, like rolling thunder, surging from the unfathomable depths of the Yan family mansion.

Within it, one could hear an emotion of extreme anger. The roar rose from low to high, causing everyone present to suddenly feel numb, and their hair stood on end.

"Hmm?"

The little ghost catchers, who had been losing interest, were also stunned and curiously craned their necks to look.

Hu Ma narrowed his eyes slightly. The sound was the same one that had been attracted by the celestial energy when Wu Ya helped the child with the toad disease and he spat out a mouthful of misfortune. It was indeed in this Yan mansion.

"Child, you... you have caused a great disaster!"

Amidst the horror, a voice gasping for breath was suddenly heard.

Everyone hurriedly looked over and saw the Yan family master, who had collapsed on the ground. He stared at Hu Ma, panting heavily. The expression on his face was impossible to tell if it was anger or fear. He growled, "Whether you are a Great Ghost Catcher or something else, even if the master of the Bureau of Spirit Suppression came in person, he would lose a layer of skin. You... you killed the snake ghost, you have angered the Ancestor…"

"This…"

Clearly, the Guazhou underworld experts who had just suffered a great loss at the hands of the little ghost catchers near the table suddenly heard the Yan family master's words and were all shocked. Especially the fortune teller, whose expression changed drastically.

He had seen that the situation was bad and hadn't taken action, so he hadn't been beaten up. Now, he was quickly looking for an escape route.

"Angered him?"

Amidst the panic and surprise, Hu Ma let out a soft sneer.

He held the Ji Tu Snake God's head in one hand and the Punisher's Blade in the other. He slowly stepped forward, stepping on the Ji Tu Snake God's headless body, which was still writhing, and the eyes behind the smiling face mask appeared even more profound. He pointed the large blade directly at the depths of the mansion and shouted, "Not just anger him? This Great Ghost Catcher came here this time to deal with him!"

As he spoke, his voice suddenly roared, "The Yan family's old monster uses gu to harm people and concocts elixirs with snakes. He deserves to be punished!"

"Stop pretending to be a ghost inside, and get out here!"

"..."

The shout echoed and reverberated throughout the Yan family mansion, colliding between the houses.

"What?"

The sound shocked countless people in the Yan family mansion.

An old fellow hiding in a corner outside the Yan family mansion, not daring to breathe, was startled by the roar. "Are they really going to deal with the Yan family as well?"

"You…"

Although others were also surprised by what Hu Ma had shouted, most people didn't quite understand what was going on.

However, the Yan family master, who had been frightened and despairing after hearing the Ancestor's angry voice, suddenly turned his fear into panic with Hu Ma's shout.

His face was pale, and he even forgot to retort, only shouting, "How do you know?"

Under the Great Ghost Catcher's smiling face mask, his voice contained endless anger and coldness. "Not just me, I know!"

"The Yan family colluded with snake ghosts and did such evil deeds. They can deceive the people, but how can they deceive the ghosts and gods?"

"..."

In his shout, he turned to Miss Red Wine beside him and said, "Little Officer, it's time to let Guazhou understand, understand the truth!"

Miss Red Wine was stunned for a moment, then obediently said, "Yes... Ghost Catcher!"

As she spoke, she clapped her hands lightly.

With a loud rumble, an endless gale suddenly rose in Guazhou Prefecture City.

The doors and windows of all the houses moved together, and the lamps all turned green.

The martial figures who had been alerted by the watchman's calls and were rushing towards the iron-gated Yan family from various places, as well as the frightened yamen runners, were all startled by the gale as they walked through the streets and alleys at night. They all broke out in a cold sweat, feeling a chill run through their entire bodies, and a sense of dread arose from the bottom of their hearts.

They hurriedly stopped and held up their lanterns to look ahead, but they saw ghostly shadows everywhere in the streets and alleys.

They vaguely saw countless wronged souls crying out, "The Yan family deserves to die, the Yan family deserves to die!"

"The Yan family's ancestor wanted to be an emperor, but his fate wasn't enough. He used lives to make up for it. His life should have been one hundred and nine, but his lifespan was only eighty-one…"

"He should have died but didn't, extending his life. He colluded with snake ghosts and used gu to concoct elixirs…"

"..."

Hearing so many ghostly cries, even the martial figures were frightened, their legs stiff, and they didn't dare to take a step forward.

"Teacher, what, what is this…"

Outside the Yan family mansion, in the shadows, Wu Ya also heard the countless cries of ghosts and gods and asked curiously.

"No wonder, no wonder…"

Old Abacus's voice was trembling, full of fear and worry. "He really found out?"

"It's not strange that the Yan family's ancestor wanted to be an emperor. Which noble lord in the world doesn't want to go further?"

"It's just that some people want to choose an emperor and follow him to seek wealth, while others want to be emperors directly. But not everyone has the ability to be an emperor."

"The Yan family didn't have the fate of an emperor, so it was useless to think about it. It's just that the Yan family's old master was quite capable. He also knew arithmetic and knew one thing:"

"Actually, everyone has the fate of an emperor. No matter what kind of fate, if it matches the operation of this world, they can all be considered an emperor."

"He calculated that his emperor's fate was at the age of one hundred and nine, but he should have died at the age of eighty-one. Having this fate was as good as not having it."

"But he was so ambitious and forcibly extended his life, insisting on living to the age of one hundred and nine…"

"This, is this the reason why he used those children to refine snake pills?"

"No…"

As he spoke, he even became a little dazed. "How could he have found out such a private matter with just a simple investigation?"

"He could even persuade so many ghosts and gods to shout here in the streets?"