Chapter 106 How Could This Be?

"How could this be?"

After that senior servant appeared, his expression had always been indifferent and reserved. As a ceremonial officer, he couldn't shout and yell, lest he lose his composure.

But at this moment, looking at the dharma image on Hu Ma's body, which had condensed a suit of tattered armor, he was shocked. Armor was a military item, and without an official position, it was impossible to hide it. Moreover, this was condensed on the dharma image, like arrogance in his bones.

And when Hu Ma borrowed the remaining power of this broken armor, rose up bravely, not only was he unaffected by the reputation and majesty of the Meng family, but he even drew his knife and slashed over, the senior servant was already losing his composure.

The Meng family of Tongyin walked in the shadows and walked in the light. The ceremonial guard was not only a symbol of status, but also represented the name of the Meng family. This thing was not real, but in the world of magic, it had real weight, especially when it could be manifested by the Meng family's dharma.

All ten surnames had ceremonial guards. These ceremonial guards were not for playing around or scaring little ghosts on the roadside. They had real weight. Therefore, when the ceremonial guards appeared, those ignorant and unknowing lonely wild ghosts would be so frightened that they would kowtow on the roadside and dare not offend them in the slightest.

Normally, only those who had crossed the bridge (Ru Fu realm), or those with some kind of official identity could withstand it. This had to be official, recognized. Even illegitimate children were not allowed, unless they were recognized and brought back to the family.

But how could this wild demon have any official status? How could he directly ignore this pressure?

In addition to being shocked, his reaction was still extremely fast. With a deep shout, he met the attack.

The palm hidden in a large sleeve slid out a dark iron ruler, which looked like the kind used by constables in the government office when arresting criminals, and met the ferocious knife that was slashing towards him.

*Crack*...

The iron ruler also seemed to be an old object, a treasure in the world of magic, but when it clashed with the fierce knife full of baleful aura, it immediately developed countless cracks and shattered.

The sharp fragments were wrapped in the strong wind, and shot towards the senior servant's face like knives.

"*Whoosh*..."

The senior servant's expression changed slightly. With a wave of his black sleeves, he swept away all the fragments shot from the iron ruler. The other sleeve was filled with wind and qi, and with a *whoosh*, it swept towards Hu Ma's face like an iron whip.

"Even a servant has such abilities?"

Hu Ma got close, full of ferocity, but he only felt a dark cloud covering his body.

The senior servant's skills were far more powerful than the Meng family's disciples. Although he couldn't see what kind of magic it was, his skills were at least at the peak of the Ru Fu realm.

However, he hadn't crossed the bridge yet. Those who had crossed the bridge wouldn't be servants.

Even if they were taken in by the ten surnames, they would at least be family generals.

"This person received my bow, suppressed my fate, and disrespected my Meng family's majesty. There are too many strange things about him. Capture him quickly!"

On the other side, when the Meng family's young master saw that Hu Ma was not suppressed, but stood up and fought with the senior servant, he was both shocked and angry. Instead of running away, he shouted loudly at the maid beside him.

The maid was about to help the sedan chair leave, but she was also shocked by this change and nodded vigorously.

The Yin Mansion's great maid guarded the sedan chair, while she and the shadows surrounding the sedan chair rushed up to help at the same time.

"*Hoo la*..."

One ghost shadow after another stirred up gusts of wind and roared towards Hu Ma's face. Although they were afraid of the baleful aura on the knife and didn't dare to get too close, the eerie aura still chilled him to the bone.

To be honest, these little ghosts who looked like servants were actually all at the level of Qingyi (green-robed) evil ghosts. This was simply unreasonable.

If they were released, each of them would be capable of causing trouble in one area.

At this moment, Hu Ma was surrounded by seven or eight Qingyi evil ghosts, plus a top expert in the Ru Fu realm. The two maids, who also possessed strange arts, saw that the situation was not good and lit incense, trying to find an opportunity to attack.

The danger at this time was unprecedented. Hu Ma had never imagined that one day he would have to deal with so many people at once, but at this moment, with the broken armor on his body, he also developed a fierce intention. Wielding the fierce knife in his hand, he fought fiercely with them.

Most importantly, even after fighting for several rounds, he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.

"This demon, this demon..."

The Meng family's second young master in the sedan chair couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw Hu Ma's ferocious state: "So he has been hiding his true abilities all along, and hasn't used them..."

"Damn it, could it be that he deliberately wanted to deceive me, so that he could suddenly end my life when I wasn't paying attention?"

"Fortunately, the senior servant arrived in time, and it's no wonder he wanted me to leave as soon as he arrived..."

"..."

But now that he couldn't leave, he glared and watched the fierce battle, and he was actually thinking about whether to go up and help.

It was just that he was concerned about his status. As a dignified Meng family's young master, joining forces with his servants to deal with a wild demon sounded really bad.

Although the thought flashed through his mind, he immediately dismissed it, just shouting and pointing: "Don't be frightened by this demon's ferocity. He actually only has three *zhu* of daoxing (cultivation). Take his knife, break his dharma image, and a gust of yin wind into his body will be enough to finish him off..."

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"Family skills, the name of the ten surnames, the status of the noble, and this loyal family slave..."

When Hu Ma wielded his fierce knife and fought with them, he felt a sense of emotion stirring in his heart: "Is this the prestige that the ten surnames should have? Is this the real gap between me and the disciples of the ten surnames?"

There was even a moment when, as the blood food helping shopkeeper, he felt the gap between himself and these aristocratic families. But just as the senior servant led the crowd to attack him, a faint sigh suddenly sounded beside him:

"Get out of the way!"

The voice was extremely light, and when Hu Ma heard it, his heart suddenly trembled. In an instant, he sheathed his knife, retreated, and pulled out a string of afterimages, jumping out of the battle.

They were in the middle of a fierce battle, so how could they allow someone to quit so easily?

The senior servant, the Meng family's maid, and all the little ghosts immediately chased after him. The rolling yin wind was about to completely submerge Hu Ma. They also remembered the Meng family's young master's reminder and understood Hu Ma's weakness. This kind of fierce ghost yin wind was the easiest way to deal with him.

But at this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Hu Ma. The shadow was holding a lamp in his hand, standing steadily in the yin wind, unwavering and seemingly unaffected.

On the contrary, the lamp in his hand suddenly burst into bright light, like a sun, shining dazzlingly forward.

Where the golden light shone, those little ghosts wrapped in ghostly aura screamed and retreated desperately, as if ice and snow had met boiling water.

Even the senior servant, who was stirring up his sleeves and attacking Hu Ma, suddenly withered his sleeves. He was shocked and retreated several steps. With a *whoosh*, he reached out and tore off his sleeves, asking in a lost voice:

"Who is it?"

"..."

"..."

"Why are you only here now?"

When the light appeared and forced back the ghosts, Hu Ma breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately asked the person holding the lamp with some dissatisfaction.

...Our little Hong Tang was giving signals on that mountain ridge until her arm was sore.

"I've been here for a long time."

In response to Hu Ma's question, the figure holding the lamp was still indifferent, unhurried, and slowly explained: "I just saw that the person you provoked had some skills, so I temporarily adjusted my strategy."

"The gu (poison) I learned is mostly for dealing with living people, but the opponents you encounter are mostly dead people, so of course I have to prepare for a while to prescribe the right medicine... After all, not every school is like you, who can directly pick up a knife and chop people."

"?"

Hu Ma was speechless. How could there be school discrimination?

Unconvinced, he said: "Then how is your preparation? ...Also, shouldn't the witchcraft school hide?"

Hou Er Jiu's voice sounded faintly: "You'll know when you take a look?"

The two of them were having a brief conversation here, but on the other side, after being forced back by the sudden light, the group of evil ghosts immediately recovered and became even more ferocious, rushing towards Hou Er Jiu.

They couldn't wait to tear apart both him and the lamp directly, but facing this momentum, Hou Er Jiu just spoke slowly, while raising his finger and flicking it gently.

In the next moment, the light of the lamp suddenly became brighter, like golden light. These fierce ghosts who had rushed to the front were immediately illuminated painfully, feeling like they were directly exposed to the sun. It was obvious that their shadows were becoming thinner and thinner, and were about to melt away.

Caught between these fierce ghosts was the senior servant. He gave a *hey* and reached out to grab Hou Er Jiu, but before he could grab Hou Er Jiu, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Looking down, he saw that the hand that he had torn off his sleeve was completely rotten, and even the bones were exposed.

He was shocked and angry. He didn't care about anything else and kicked a fragment of the iron ruler from the ground with his toes, then greeted it with his palm. With a *chi* sound, he chopped off his left hand, but the blood that splattered when he chopped off his hand splashed onto his body.

"*Chi!*"

Where the blood splashed, white smoke suddenly appeared, and several holes were corroded. Intense pain attacked his mind.

"Holy crap..."

Hu Ma was still complaining that Hou Er Jiu was late, and that he actually needed to prepare before taking action. How could he be as neat as they, the Shou Sui Ren (year-keepers), who drew their knives and chopped?

It wasn't that he was laughing at the witchcraft school, it was just that the need to prepare before taking action was already a big deduction. When it came to a crisis, who would give them time to prepare...

...But now, thankfully he didn't say it!

Not only him, but even the Meng family's young master behind him was startled and exclaimed: "Witchcraft?"

"Could it be the branch of witches in the mountains here?"

"Damn it, they dare to join in this fun, aren't they afraid of attracting the disaster of extermination?"

"..."

Hu Ma, who was not far away, heard this roar and sighed in his heart: Hou Er Jiu was really not afraid...

...After all, they had already been wiped out!

(End of this chapter)
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