Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-One

"Looking for death!" A group of people stood up and began to surround Long Xiaoshan.

Long Xiaoshan revealed a hint of panic and said, "What do you want to do? You couldn't drive off the ghost from Song Yi's house yourselves, do you also forbid others from doing it? We're all just getting paid to do a job."

"You brat, how much did Song Yi pay you for the job?"

Long Xiaoshan spoke with a reluctant look on his face.

"Spit it out, or we'll butcher you." A Feng Shui Master picked up a meat cleaver from the table.

"Five, five million." Long Xiaoshan said in fear.

The group of people showed greedy expressions one after another.

Daoist Qingfeng let out a sinister, cold laugh, "Kid, since you're in this business, you shouldn't be ignorant of the going rates. Do you think exorcising a ghost should cost this much? At most, a few tens of thousands of yuan is already impressive. Five million, do you think it's that easy to get? Let me tell you the truth, the Ghost Attracting Formation was laid out by us. We spent half a year, and every time Song Yi hired someone to drive away the ghost, the people who went claimed the ghost was too fierce to be driven away, and most of those people were sent by us. This is called price hiking. Any exorcist from outside who tried to interfere was also stopped by us. It took half a year for us to make Song Yi push the price higher and higher, reaching this exorbitant amount. And you, you intercepted halfway. Tell me, don't you deserve to die?"

Daoist Qingfeng's words finally made Long Xiaoshan understand.

Why Song Yi would offer such a high price of five million and still couldn't get rid of the ghost.

The Ghost Attracting Formation wasn't any high-level formation.

The ghosts that were attracted were not Fierce Ghosts, just wandering spirits.

For anyone with a little bit of spiritual cultivation, breaking this Formation wouldn't be difficult.

How could it have allowed the Song Family to be haunted for as long as half a year.

It turned out that these people were deliberately causing trouble, orchestrating a scheme to make Song Yi raise the price higher and higher, so that they would eventually act and make a big profit from Song Yi.

Looking at how familiar these people were with the process, it was likely not the first time they had pulled off something like this.

Moreover, a servant who had been hired at Song Yi's house had died, which was very possibly related to this group of people.

Thinking of this, Long Xiaoshan let out a cold smile. These people, garbed as Taoist priests, monks, and Feng Shui Masters, were actually just a bunch of murderers driven by greed.

"Kid, if you know what's good for you, hand over the five million you've earned right now, and we can spare your little life," Daoist Qingfeng threatened ominously.

After understanding the situation, the panicked expression on Long Xiaoshan's face vanished, and he spoke indifferently, "What if I'm unwilling?"

"You think you have a choice!"

The monk threw a punch directly at Long Xiaoshan's face.

This guy was clearly a trained fighter, with a face full of brute strength, throwing a punch that was heavy and powerful.

Enough to smash the nose of an ordinary person.

But he was up against Long Xiaoshan.

Long Xiaoshan raised his hand, grabbed the monk's fist, and with a twist, broke the monk's arm on the spot, bone shards bursting out.

Ah!

The monk screamed in pain as Long Xiaoshan kicked him out like a ball, crashing into and splintering a table, breaking plates and wine bottles all over the ground.

The faces of the people around them changed.

However, they were all accustomed to the ways of the world and had engaged in looting and robbery before they took up ghost driving and fortunetelling. Tough and ruthless, they were not panicked, and each one pulled out their weapons, moving to attack Long Xiaoshan.

Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly.

He struck out like lightning, showing no mercy towards these murderous thieves.

With every move, he aimed to break arms and legs.

The sound of snapping, crack after crack, continued to echo.

In the blink of an eye, five or six people were already lying on the ground.

Limbs broken, writhing on the ground in agonizing howls.

Only Daoist Qingfeng remained.

Daoist Qingfeng's face underwent a drastic change. They had captured Long Xiaoshan with ease, thinking he was an easy target, only to find he was such a ruthless man. Didn't he realize that Xiaoshan had been feigning weakness on purpose?

He turned and rushed into the house.

Long Xiaoshan followed suit, lifting his foot to step inside.

Daoist Qingfeng held a black ceramic pot in his hands, with a talisman stuck to it, and he shouted, "Don't come any closer, or I'll release the ghost to kill you."

Long Xiaoshan, as if he hadn't heard a thing, continued walking towards Daoist Qingfeng.

Daoist Qingfeng's face contorted viciously as he violently tore off the talisman from the pot, and whoosh, a gust of cold wind swept through, the air temperature plummeted, and a mass of black qi surged out from the pot, instantly transforming into an Evil Ghost with a face shining green light, grinning with a desire to devour, cackling eerily.

"That's all the tricks you have?"

Long Xiaoshan shook his head indifferently, facing the ferocious howling Evil Ghost, he gently raised his hand, boom! A ball of flames erupted from his hand.

Long Xiaoshan, now at the Third Layer of Qi-Refining, could cast quite a number of spells without relying on talismans.

The fire spell was the simplest of them.

The flames rose, intensely fierce. This was True Qi-driven fire, surpassing ordinary mortal flames. As the fire blazed out, the Fierce Ghost's triumphant laughter came to an abrupt stop, shrieking pitifully like a mouse confronting a cat, and scurrying back into the pot.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes were tranquil, as if he was a Heavenly Being, he took a step forward, simultaneously raising his finger.

The flames dashed out like a Fire Serpent.

It struck the Evil Ghost directly. In the midst of the intense flames, the Evil Ghost struggled for a moment before dissolving into a puff of blue smoke.

After the Fire Serpent burnt the Evil Ghost, it continued unabated, following the trail of yin qi to Daoist Qingfeng's ghost-harboring pot, and bang!

The ceramic pot burst violently open.

Daoist Qingfeng let out a scream and fell to the ground, seated.

His clothes burnt riddled with holes, even his hair singed, his entire face blackened, emitting white smoke.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan approaching with hands behind his back, his gaze as vast as the sky.

Daoist Qingfeng trembled all over, crawling on the ground, wailing, "Grandmaster, spare my life, grandmaster, spare my life."

He was a half-baked Taoist priest.

His skills weren't even on par with Daoist Jia, whom Xiaoshan had killed back at Lotus Temple.

He had never seen such a true master who could control fire and exterminate Evil Ghosts with a flip of the hand.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Long Xiaoshan took out his phone and activated the recording function.

He said indifferently, "If you want to live, you can, but you need to confess all the setting up and scheming, the fortunes made and lives taken, one by one, or else..."

Long Xiaoshan didn't finish his sentence, but the flames erupted from his hand again, only ten centimeters away from Daoist Qingfeng.

"I'll talk, I'll talk."

Daoist Qingfeng, terrified by Long Xiaoshan, spilled all his wrongdoings.

Indeed, the man was utterly depraved, stopping at nothing to make money.

Driving away spirits to harm people, no fewer than ten people died at their hands, and they had even formed an industry. With him at the helm, this group of several dozen people nearly controlled the Feng Shui sector of the city, and this courtyard was only part of it.

The more Long Xiaoshan heard, the colder his expression became. He pulled out a Golden Needle to break Daoist Qingfeng's life point, then dragged him out and threw him into the courtyard, before picking up the phone to call Wang Sihai.

A heavyweight like Wang Sihai, with omnipotent reach in Hechuan City, naturally had connections with city officials.

He was to notify some trustworthy police officers.

After the police arrived, they arrested these people, and following the leads, they eradicated the tumor in the Feng Shui Sector. That's a story for another time.

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