The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 199 - 144 Luo Sha_2

Chapter 199: Chapter 144 Luo Sha_2

"Hey!"

Wang Daoxuan was frantic, not bothering with niceties, "This talisman is very simple, I will set up the altar right now, just follow my lead!"

"Brother Yan, if you see anything amiss, knock them unconscious!"

"Okay!"

"Sha, in the central palace position of the main hall, dig up the earth, mold five clay figures, take a segment of mulberry wood, and one ounce of licorice, and bury them immediately in front of the old lady’s coffin."

"Alright!"

Sha Lifei turned and ran.

After everything was set up, Wang Daoxuan seemed to be racing against time, swiftly setting up the magic platform, spewing water from his mouth to initiate the ceremony, pinching spells to seal evil into taboo, writing six Geng talismans, all the while explaining the intricacies.

As he had said, the six Geng talismans were indeed very simple.

Luo Faqing only looked at them twice and had learned them. His face alternating between pale and flushed, he gritted his teeth and began setting up his own altar to draw the talismans.

Meanwhile, Li Yan was even busier.

Those servants who had collapsed were trembling all over, their expressions blank as they got up, rolling their eyes and making weird noises from their mouths, ready to bite those near them.

Li Yan knocked each one unconscious, again and again, as they tried to rise.

Fortunately, Wang Daoxuan quickly produced several six Geng talismans, handed them to him to stimulate with the Storing God technique, and directly stuck them on the servants’ foreheads.

After the scent dissipated, the people returned to normal.

On the other hand, after Luo Faqing got used to it, he could draw the talismans twice as fast as Wang Daoxuan.

With the combined efforts of the three, all the servants in the courtyard fell into a deep sleep.

Finally, Wang Daoxuan sighed in relief and shook his head, "The later this thing is dealt with, the more troublesome it gets. Thankfully, we discovered it early."

Then, he turned to Luo Faqing, his face sincere, "Dao friend, you truly are an elite of the Magic Veins, much stronger than this poor Daoist."

Luo Faqing found these words inexplicably irritating.

Just as he was about to curse in anger, seeing Wang Daoxuan’s honest and calm eyes, he suddenly felt a wave of guilt and just hummed in a low voice.

"Master Wang, thank you for your help."

Landlord Du approached, his face pale, and bowed respectfully.

Although he was under the protection of Luo Faqing and was not attacked, seeing the courtyard in disarray and recalling his comatose grandson and granddaughter, as well as his wife lying in the coffin, he couldn’t hold back his tears and kneeling on the ground, tremblingly said,

"Master, please, save my family."

"Even if it costs me my life, it doesn’t matter..."

Li Yan also frowned, "Master, what exactly was that thing earlier?"

"Don’t worry."

Wang Daoxuan quickly helped Landlord Du to his feet, pondered for a moment, "Landlord Du, there seems to be much hidden about this matter. Please tell the truth and don’t hide anything."

"I may not be capable enough to solve it, but giving some advice, I can manage."

Landlord Du nodded quickly, "I will tell the truth!"

...

"This matter has been going on for twenty years..."

In the side room, Landlord Du, pale-faced, shook his head, "Originally, it was a family disgrace I didn’t want to publicize, but I never expected it to cause such a disaster."

"My Du Family originally comes from the Du clan of Jingzhao, and although it had declined, we were still considered affluent in this area, better off than many."

"My father, spoiled by my grandfather from a young age, mingled daily in Chang’an and developed a bad temperament, accumulating a huge gambling debt, and literally anguished my grandfather to death."

"After he took over, the whole family went downhill, and he sold our properties, lingering in gambling houses and brothels in Chang’an. Each time he returned home drunk, he would beat and scold my mother and siblings."

"Later, one time when he was drunk, he wanted to sell the last of our ancestral fields. I stopped him, and he attempted to kill me with a knife. I escaped, but my brother died by his hand..."

"I was extremely distressed and ended up killing him. Luckily, my mother helped me cover it up, and that year the matter was suppressed..."

"However, the Du Family could barely survive."

"Then came a Fengshui Master, who advised me to set up this Dissolution, but it involved hiding my father in the Ancient Zhou’s large tomb, wherein his Divine Soul would not enter the Nine Netherworld, suffering torment day and night."

"I was so filled with hatred towards my father that I followed the plan, and then focused on managing the family business, which gradually prospered."

Speaking, his eyes were full of complexity, and he gritted his teeth, "I do not regret this matter. If there is retribution, I am willing to bear it alone, just hoping to save my family’s lives!"

Wang Daoxuan frowned, "Landlord Du, didn’t that remarkable person tell you that the Dissolution didn’t have to be so brutal?"

Landlord Du was taken aback, "Daoist, what do you mean?"

Wang Daoxuan explained the arrangement of Di Tiansui and then shook his head, "Such a good setup, you only need to run it peacefully, cultivate virtue and accumulate blessings. Perhaps you won’t see changes in your generation, but in your descendants, things will gradually improve."

"Burying the bones of your ancestors to amplify their energy is like threading a needle with dangling silk; a single misstep leads to irreparable catastrophe!"

Landlord Du’s face turned pale as he looked towards Luo Faqing beside him.

Luo Faqing snorted coldly, "Master already saw through this, but what can you do now that it’s done? There’s no power to turn back time."

He appeared grim, yet he felt somewhat uneasy inside.

His most formidable brother, Yue Fazhong, had not mentioned this issue, merely stating it was unsolvable and advised him to mishandle it and leave.

As for the fate of the Du Family, it needed no attention.

"Hmm."

Wang Daoxuan pondered for a moment and shook his head, "Landlord Du, I’m afraid someone has set you up!"

Landlord Du exclaimed, "How so?"

Curiosity also rose in the others.

Wang Daoxuan said solemnly, "That thing just now, I read about it in the Official and Unofficial Records from the Tang era."

"In the Da Zu Year in Taizhou at the Chishui Store, there lived the Zheng family. Someone encountered a Rashamon en route and entered their home, to be harmed by it. Only skull and brain remained, the rest was consumed. The family who broke into the house saw a large bird in a dark spot on the beam as it flew out the door; some say it was a Rashamon..."

"Rashamon?" Luo Faqing frowned.

He was a disciple of the Magic Veins yet had never heard of this name, but Wang Daoxuan’s reference was clear and quite similar, so he could not refute it.

Wang Daoxuan nodded, "Correct, some also call it the Rashamon Bird. Curious about this, I asked many seniors in the pugilistic world and Mystical Sect, and finally, an elder from the Yin Sect revealed its true nature..."

"’Annals from the Throne Room’ states: ’Upon a person’s death, within several days, a bird will emerge from the coffin and it is called ’Sha!’"

Luo Faqing was shocked, "Is this some kind of Evil Qi?"

"Hmm."

Wang Daoxuan’s expression turned solemn, "That senior said they call it the Evil Spirit. The Qingzun Records by Song scholar Lian Bu also mentioned it is the Yama Ghost, known from Buddhist legend."

"I am fond of diverse texts and thought this creature was merely part of the legends, as very few have ever seen it. Yet, it truly exists."

Luo Faqing fell silent for a moment, "Daoist, I respect your knowledge. If I have offended you before, please forgive me."

Sha Lifei immediately beamed with delight, "Exactly, do you not see who our Daoist is?"

He felt as refreshed as if he had eaten iced watermelon in the sweltering heat of the midsummer, proud that although Master Wang was quiet, he proved his mettle at the critical moment.

Landlord Du was uneasy, "I had no idea such evil creatures existed. Daoist, could it be that the person initially harbored ill intentions?"

Wang Daoxuan nodded, "Evil Spirit, also known as evil spirit, only arises under extreme conditions."

"Landlord Du, don’t you find everything overly coincidental?"

"There’s one more thing to confirm."

"Please speak, Daoist."

"Please pardon me, but we must open the coffin and examine your wife’s body!"

...

As the fire paper burned fiercely, a crowd gathered.

"My lady, forgive me..."

After lighting three sticks of incense, Landlord Du gritted his teeth, "Someone, open the coffin, and examine the body!"

According to custom, after a person’s demise, the coffin would not be nailed immediately but rather raised three feet from the ground with the lid loosely covered, leaving a small gap.

The process of opening the coffin went smoothly. Li Yan personally undertook the task. As the skull and chest cavity of the old lady were opened, everyone suddenly gasped.

Her brain and lungs had both turned into rot-black water!

"What now, Daoist?"

Landlord Du was furious, now realizing that he had been part of a sinister plan for twenty years.

Wang Daoxuan sighed, "Landlord Du, I advise you mourn. I fear your grandson isn’t alive anymore."

"This creature, being both Sha and a demon, grows more difficult to handle the more it consumes; it will use your family as sustenance. If it breaks its shell, the consequences are unimaginable."

As he spoke, he looked towards the west, "According to what the senior had said, this creature thrives on corpse energy, resentful energy, and Yin Evil Qi, emerging from the coffin."

"To resolve this, we can only break the tomb and suppress the evil!"