"How is it?"

This confrontation with Steward Zhou had been extremely dangerous, a battle of dragons and tigers, evenly matched and full of ups and downs.

Because the people of the Acrobatic School had many tricks, and they were all unbelievable, Hu Ma didn't even dare to really fight like he usually did with people from other schools. Instead, he took his knife and approached slowly.

As he approached, he watched Steward Zhou's face gradually turn black, and his hands and feet became spasmodic.

Steward Zhou also looked like he was about to die at any moment, almost desperately waiting for Hu Ma to come and take his life. But Hu Ma stopped halfway, using his knife as a crutch, maintaining a distance of ten feet from him, and just stared at him like that.

Steward Zhou, who had mustered his last bit of strength, intending to launch a surprise attack, despaired. In the end, he was stared to death by Hu Ma.

"That's scary..."

It wasn't until Steward Zhou completely collapsed, his body curled into a ball, with no life left in him, that Hu Ma waited a while longer, went up and cut off his head, and observed for a long time, making sure he couldn't reattach it, before finally feeling completely relieved.

Luckily, he didn't violently snatch the snake medicine in his arms...

...Otherwise, he would have had to trick him again, because he hadn't brought the snake medicine up at all.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then, filled with curiosity, used the tip of his knife to open Steward Zhou's clothes and examined him, discovering that he didn't actually have a third hand.

So where did the third hand that reached out from his chest when he snatched his medicine bottle come from?

No matter how he thought about it, it was bizarre. The people of the Acrobatic School were truly capable. Luckily, he hadn't died unexpectedly, and had thrown the incredibly poisonous two-headed snake onto him. The steward was both shocked and frightened, and his mind was slow for a moment, so he swallowed the bottle of poison thinking it was snake medicine.

Now, under normal circumstances, the people of the Acrobatic School were shrewd and cunning, with rich experience in the martial world, and this kind of small trick of switching medicines might not have fooled them.

After examining Steward Zhou, Hu Ma hurried over to Zhang A'gu.

He was slightly startled when he saw her face: "A'gu, what's wrong?"

Zhang A'gu was originally dark-skinned and pretty, but now her face was pale, without any color, much whiter than before.

"I'm fine."

Zhang A'gu waved her hand when she saw him ask, saying, "Some things aren't useful to me. Losing them is no big deal."

This immediately confirmed Hu Ma's previous guess.

The two-headed strange snake wasn't just extremely poisonous, the most important thing was that it was too evil. Once the evil Qi entered the altar, it wouldn't be easy to drive away. It seemed that A'gu had taken it on his behalf?

If it were someone else, they would be very worried.

This kind of evil thing would ruin one's fortune and lifespan, and who knows what they might encounter in the future.

But Zhang A'gu didn't care. In her opinion, the wedding date was approaching, so it didn't matter whether she had these things or not.

A death row inmate was least afraid of having blood on their hands, and a person with an incurable disease was least afraid of gambling with their life.

He looked at Zhang A'gu and said in a low voice, "A'gu, don't say that. You still have to cherish your own life. We'll discuss it together later, and we'll always find a way."

Zhang A'gu just waved her hand, taking his words as comfort.

She turned her head slightly, glanced at the steward on the ground, and sighed, "Such a good thing, how did it..."

"None of those who walk the martial world are simple."

Hu Ma also frowned and glanced at Steward Zhou, saying, "I really couldn't catch his flaws along the way. Fortunately, I used a fake death medicine left by my master, and tricked him, otherwise his fox tail wouldn't have been exposed."

"Just a fake death medicine can extinguish the oil lamp on the altar?"

Zhang A'gu heard that Hu Ma was explaining the problem of the extinguished oil lamp just now. How should she put it? It wasn't that she didn't believe him, it was just a little outrageous.

But she wasn't a meddlesome person. Even if Hu Ma didn't explain, she wouldn't get to the bottom of it. Now that she heard Hu Ma's explanation, she just sighed softly and said, "You Blood Food Gang leaders really have a lot of tricks up your sleeves..."

"..."

Hu Ma felt embarrassed and changed the subject, suddenly saying, "A'gu, did you hear the Yin Dispatch?"

"I heard what you said just now."

Zhang A'gu shook her head and said in a low voice, "The Yin Dispatch is a legendary ghost official document. It's said that in the past, ghost messengers came out of hell to hook souls in the human world."

"With this Yin Dispatch, you can pass through checkpoints and arrest living people's souls to be tried in the underworld. Temple gods and city gods everywhere can't investigate, and ghost walkers in the human world have to hide when they see ghost messengers. But living people holding the Yin Dispatch..."

She paused, then shook her head and said in a low voice, "I really haven't heard of it."

"In the Punishment Soul School, there is a way to cultivate a ghost body. If you reach a certain level, you can leave your body and wander at night. When you return to your body, you are a human, and when you leave your body, you are an underworld god."

"But this method isn't the same as the Yin Dispatch he just mentioned..."

"..."

"Then we can only slowly inquire about it later."

Hu Ma took a low breath and said, "Let's leave here first. I just feel like this place isn't peaceful."

"Yes."

Zhang A'gu immediately agreed and said in a low voice, "There's been a magic fight here, it's bound to attract something!"

"But, even the steward is... then are we still going to escort the coffin over?"

"..."

Hu Ma was slightly silent when he heard her question, then smiled and said, "Of course we're still going to Anzhou."

"Xiang Ya'tou is a poor girl, her family slave harmed her, we can't harm her."

"..."

Zhang A'gu sighed softly when she heard this and didn't speak anymore.

Hu Ma was thinking that since something had happened to the Li family, he had to go to Anzhou faster.

He had to deliver the letter for Miss White Wine and get in touch with the reincarnator there.

As Hu Ma spoke, he quickly went to check the donkey cart and the driver and shop assistant, only to see that they had all fainted. Judging by the method, it was exactly what Steward Zhou had used.

Presumably, Steward Zhou had first pinched them unconscious when he was preparing to deal with Zhang A'gu and him. The reason why he didn't kill them was probably because he needed them to help him transport such a large coffin.

Hu Ma didn't understand the methods of the Acrobatic School, but he hurriedly helped them circulate their blood Qi, using the skill of a Watchman to activate their meridians. After some effort, they slowly woke up, but after a while, they suddenly looked around in a panic.

They thought they had just been frightened unconscious.

Hu Ma hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid, the evil person has been dealt with. Quickly harness the cart, let's leave now."

"Oh..."

The driver and the shop assistant had crying voices: "Little boss, this money is really hard to earn..."

"We're usually used to going out, but in ten trips, we haven't encountered as many things as we have on this trip."

"..."

As they were talking, they suddenly saw Steward Zhou's separated head and body and were so frightened that their faces turned pale: "Oh, even this old brother was killed by the evil person?"

"..."

Hu Ma couldn't explain for a while, but just said in a low voice, "The three of you have worked hard. I'll give you more wages when we get back. Help harness the cart first, let's leave here first!"

He hurriedly pulled them up. As they harnessed the cart, Hu Ma quickly glanced around.

Many people had died in the forest, but he had already cleaned it up, picking up some useful things, which were all placed in Little Red Begonia's basket. Other than a pile of snake corpses, there was nothing else here.

Zhang A'gu had also packed up the things in the altar. Hu Ma was now struggling with Steward Zhou's body.

The others could be thrown here directly, but this steward had to be dealt with.

Since he had made an appointment with someone, it was possible that someone would come here to investigate.

He had to hide this old steward so that the other party couldn't find him, which would also make the other party overthink things.

Of course, if the other party had a way to summon souls and ask ghosts, then he would have no way to deal with it.

When he had the chance, he would have to ask Sweet Potato Burn about it and learn a way to scatter people's souls.

Of course, even if he could turn into a ghost, it wouldn't be so fast. When a person died, their seven corporeal souls would disappear, and after the seven corporeal souls disappeared, the soul would completely leave the body. What people usually said about "corporeal souls scattered and the soul flew away" was this principle.

And the process of the seven corporeal souls dissipating also took time, so normally speaking, a person who had just died wouldn't turn into a ghost so quickly. There would be a process similar to a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

He was thinking about whether he should move him to the forest and dig a pit to bury him when he suddenly heard the driver shout in a panic.

Hu Ma thought that there was something that hadn't been cleaned up, so he rushed over in one step, only to see that the driver and the two shop assistants were far away from the coffin, their voices trembling as they pointed at the coffin on the cart: "There's... there seems to be movement inside..."

"Hmm?"

Hu Ma was also a little surprised, and hurriedly approached the coffin to listen.

Sure enough, after a while, the sound of kicking the coffin rang out inside.

He immediately thought of something and hurriedly pushed open the coffin lid.

The driver and shop assistants next to him were already scared out of their wits. They didn't know that the coffin was originally filled with a living person.

They thought that if there was movement in the coffin, they should bury it quickly, but they still wanted to open it and take a look. Was this reasonable?

When Hu Ma opened the coffin lid, he saw Xiang Ya'tou inside, sitting up in a daze. He was a little surprised and understood the reason.

It turned out that a nail had been hammered into her head, and judging by the method, it seemed that it was the people in the forest who had used that wooden puppet to cast a spell. Earlier, the Grass Heart Hall hadn't helped her pull out this nail, but now that the puppet was broken, the nail had disappeared invisibly.

"You now..."

Hu Ma looked at Xiang Ya'tou and couldn't figure it out for a while.

Not only did Xiang Ya'tou have a nail in her head, but her soul seemed to have left her body and was left somewhere.

Miss White Wine had also said that if she helped her pull out the nail, she might wake up, or she might not.

Although he saw her awake now, Hu Ma didn't know if she was conscious.

Xiang Ya'tou, who had sat up in the coffin, also glanced around in a daze, then rubbed her eyes hard, as if she didn't know why she was here. Her eyes slowly turned around before landing on Hu Ma.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth: "Young... Young Master."

"I... I remember everything..."

"I... I met Uncle Steward, and I remembered everything, but... but Uncle Steward chanted a spell, and I fainted..."

(End of Chapter)