Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 356 - 339: A Thrilling and Exciting Night!

Chapter 356: Chapter 339: A Thrilling and Exciting Night!

In the afternoon, the Han family escorted Zhang San out.

Zhang San held a large jar of the Han family’s homemade fine wine in his left hand.

In his right hand, he carried several large and small packages. He hadn’t even walked out the front gate when the dogs on the street caught the scent and began to bark furiously.

As Zhang San stepped through the gate, he turned and gave Han Mingshi, the Head of the Han family, a slight smile, saying, "Thank you for your hospitality, Head of the Han family. I have too many things in my hands to give a proper bow. I’ll pay a visit another time when I’m free."

Han Mingshi returned the gesture and said, "Mr. Zhang, when you come next time, there will definitely be roasted lamb leg waiting for you."

"Then, I thank you in advance. Farewell."

Han Baiwen, heartlessly abandoned by Zhang San, watched Zhang San’s wide smile and reluctantly bowed his hands in return.

The other members of the Han family watched Zhang San’s departing figure, with Han Baiwen being the first to turn back.

Many other members of the Han family also left.

Only Han Mingshi still stood at the doorway, watching the departing figure of Zhang San.

Han Yanqiu, standing by, snorted coldly, his face showing displeasure as he said, "Grandfather, this Zhang San is too impolite. Eating from morning till noon is one thing, but to take things away when leaving? Who behaves like this as a guest?"

Han Mingshi glanced at his grandson Han Yanqiu and said coldly, "He didn’t use a Storage Ring, which is already showing respect. Moreover, do you really think he needs these things? Zhang San, at such an age, was almost able to kill Zheng Poyue, who is in the Spiritual Platform Realm. Do you think he’s that simple?"

Hearing this, Han Yanqiu was taken aback.

Although he had heard that Zhang San had almost killed Zheng Poyue, he had only thought Zhang San was audacious at the time.

But now, hearing his grandfather say this, he realized that Zhang San was not only daring but also truly strong.

"Previously, it was rumored in the Capital that Zhang San was only at the peak of the Five Emperors’ Proper Position in the True Core Realm, but today I observed that he has reached the pinnacle of the Qi Flow Transformation. Just by finding the right opportunity at the Seas of Wheels, he could step into the True Core to the Sea at any moment! I suspect that he has been deliberately concealing his strength, waiting for Zheng Poyue to seek his own death! Zheng Poyue must also have some life-preserving means; otherwise, he might have indeed died by Zhang San’s hands."

Han Yanqiu had originally thought about finding some experts to secretly harm Zhang San.

Now, hearing his grandfather’s words, he no longer harbored thoughts of acting against Zhang San on his own.

"But his leaving our Han residence so openly today, carrying large and small packages, is meant to tell everyone that he, Zhang San, has reconciled with our Han family."

"First, the Zheng family met with failure; then, the Wen family suffered losses; now, the Han family has reconciled. Guess, who would dare to move against Zhang San easily in the future?"

Only then did Han Yanqiu understand that Zhang San’s insistence on taking packages had such deep implications.

He had thought Zhang San was just taking advantage of them, never realizing the many layers behind it.

"Grandfather, I have remembered your words, and I will not oppose Zhang San in the future."

Han Mingshi looked at his grandson, a flicker of disappointment crossing his eyes.

"I’m not telling you to forget your brother’s vendetta, I am letting you become aware of the disparity between you and your enemy. Don’t rush into dying, but plan carefully before you act. Han Baiwen was right; our Han family’s style has always been ruthless. I don’t mind you being a ruthless person, but the premise of being ruthless is that you need to succeed. Do not let your tactics be exhaustive and still end up defeated, for that would truly bring shame for generations, do you understand?"

"I will remember, Grandson."

Zhang San hummed a tune as he strolled away from the Han family’s main gate for a long time before finally stashing the wine and food into the Gluttonous Bag.

It was all just for show, and also a way to save some meal money.

When Zhang San returned to his residence, he saw Hu Xingxiang preparing to go out, having bought some things.

"Xingxiang, are you going out?"

Little Fox saw Zhang San and immediately ran over, nodding obediently.

"I have an aunt in Jingshan Fang who married here early on. Having arrived at the Capital this time without much preparation, I borrowed some money from Wang Junwu to buy gifts, now planning a visit."

Zhang San, hearing it was Hu Xingxiang’s family elder, tentatively asked, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No, no, Hundred Flowers Fang and Jingshan Fang are quite special. Us transformed demons can go there without any trouble, but you, being of the human race, might easily cause unnecessary trouble."

Zhang San was momentarily surprised and asked curiously, "Are Hundred Flowers Fang and Jingshan Fang really that special?"

Hu Xingxiang hurriedly explained, "Not all demons in the world are as bad as the Town Demon Office propagates."

Zhang San petted Hu Xingxiang’s head and smiled, "Of course, I know."

"Thus, some good-hearted demons, who do not wish to conflict with the human race, seek to integrate into the lifestyle of the human race. Such demons are concentrated in places like Hundred Flowers Fang and Jingshan Fang."

Hearing this, Zhang San expressed his concern, "Then, aren’t you worried about the Town Demon Office causing you trouble if you don’t live in either of those two Fangs?"

Little Fox Hu Xingxiang took out a document from her bosom and handed it to Zhang San.

Zhang San saw that it was Little Fox’s identification document.

But it was not issued by the Town Demon Office but by the Chuan-Yu Road, certifying that she belonged to the human race.

"I have already transformed perfectly, and unless I reveal myself or unless a very powerful cultivator specifically probes me, it’s impossible to detect my true nature."

Zhang San finally felt relieved.

"Then later, are you going to Hundred Flowers Fang or Jingshan Fang? If it gets too late and you haven’t come back, I’ll know where to find you."

"My aunt is in Jingshan Fang. Jingshan Fang is populated by animal-transformed demons. Hundred Flowers Fang is inhabited by plant-transformed demons."

Zhang San then understood that there was such a distinction between these two Fangs.

After Little Fox left, Zhang San returned to his own residence, took a nap, and then rose to find Shen Bao.

After all, there were still very important matters he needed Shen Bao’s help with today.

After following Zhang San out, Shen Bao returned to the Jin City Fang, specifically to the mansion gate Zhang San was interested in buying. Here, Shen Bao knocked on the gate, this time specifically to meet with the steward of Jin Mansion.

The steward, thinking it was the tailor he had sent for to make his coat, rushed out excitedly. However, he was met with the sight of the plump young man from yesterday who had come to buy the house.

"What are you here for?"

"I fancy your residence, want to sell it?"

"Give me a good price and sell it to me! If not, bad luck will befall your family!"

"Scram! Get out of here!"

Tui~

As usual, Shen Bao spit toward the entrance of Jin Mansion and then ran away.

He stopped only when he reached the corner of a distant street and saw Zhang San.

"Brother San, you’re not really planning to have me ask them daily like this, are you? I feel that if I were them, I definitely wouldn’t sell the estate just because you keep showing up like this."

Zhang San smiled faintly and said, "That’s because your house isn’t haunted at night. Let’s go, I found us a nice spot today and got plenty of good food, including a big jar of wine brewed by the Han family."

"The Han family’s wine, how did you steal it?"

Zhang San chuckled and said, "Give it some time and I’ll introduce you to a friend, then you’ll know."

The steward returned very displeased and saw his own master sunbathing.

Jin Xiang had committed many misdeeds in his lifetime, yet he had never encountered ghosts.

But recently he had, leading Jin Xiang to wonder if it was due to a deficiency in his yang energy, so he specially laid in the courtyard to sunbathe and replenish it.

Even to better absorb the sun’s yang energy, he was completely naked.

Just then, the steward walked in.

"Master, lately there’s been a chubby guy who fancies our estate, asking if it’s for sale. I told him it’s not, and he said then our family would be unlucky."

Jin Xiang snorted coldly and said, "Ignore it. Wait... next time he shows up, bring him in. This estate has been haunted lately, and I’m not sure if it’s due to the heavy resentments of the old Feng family. If the Taoist we found today doesn’t work, we might really have to sell. It’d be good to have such a sucker take over when that happens."

...

At night, the most tranquil moment of the day.

This time, Jin Xiang went to bed holding a knife, ready to strike if any ghost dared to disturb him.

Yet he waited a long time without any ghost appearing, even eventually falling asleep.

Suddenly, Jin Xiang thought he heard something and opened his eyes to see a disheveled ghost slowly climbing onto his bed, holding a gleaming sharp knife, the same one he had been holding before sleep.

Jin Xiang was terrified and tried to scream, but for some reason, he could not make any sound.

The fear-stricken Jin Xiang noticed that the disheveled evil ghost had a huge bloody hole in its chest.

Then, the evil ghost thrust the knife in its hand into its own chest.

Sis-la—

As the knife tore open Jin Xiang’s chest, the evil ghost reached in and directly pulled out his heart.

"Ah—"

Waking from his dream, Jin Xiang looked around his brightly lit room; the evil ghost from his dream was nowhere visible. He then glanced at the sharp knife in his hand.

Fortunately, the knife was still in his hand.

"It was just a nightmare—"

Jin Xiang exhaled deeply, then put down the knife he was holding and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

But as he removed his hand from his eyes after wiping the sweat, he discovered that the ghost from his dreams was indeed standing in front of him, holding the sharp knife he had just put down to wipe his sweat.

Everything was exactly the same as in his dream.

"Ah—"

Jin Xiang pushed the evil ghost away and ran out of the room.

At that moment, a Taoist priest in his thirties was performing an exorcism ceremony in Jin Xiang’s courtyard.

Seeing Jin Xiang running out bare-butt, the Taoist priest sneered.

"Fear not, patrons, watch as I dispel the ghosts and vanquish evil!"

The Taoist priest took a drink of something from a bowl and reached his peach wood sword forward into the candle flame, withdrew it, and then sprayed onto the sword tip.

Whoosh—

As the flame surged up, it illuminated the surroundings.

Jin Xiang was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the evil ghost with a sharp knife emerge from his room, its disheveled hair revealing only a sinister grinning mouth.

"Taoist priest! There he is! Right there! Capture him! Kill him! Vanquish him ahhhhh..."

Jin Xiang screamed and ran to the Taoist priest’s side, only to find the Taoist priest still waving his peach wood sword, but mumbling something indecipherable.

"Taoist priest, the ghost is there! Go over!"

The Taoist priest looked in the direction Jin Xiang was pointing and asked, "Where is the ghost?"

Jin Xiang was stunned, continuing to point at the evil ghost slowly walking towards him, and shouted loudly, "Right there! Taoist priest, can’t you see..."

Mid-sentence, Jin Xiang turned his head and was shocked to find a little bare-butt ghost who had somehow climbed onto the Taoist priest’s neck, covering the priest’s eyes with its little hands.

"Ah—"