Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 48 Old Deng, go pour me a cup of tea.

The old man stared at the paper effigy dancing wildly in the room, his face ashen. "I saw it. I don't need you to remind me!"

These paper effigies were burned by the descendants of the Chen family. The old patriarch also caught many wandering souls with little ghostly power and put them inside, so that they could better serve him.

"Quiet, everyone!"

The old man raised his hand and waved it, sending a powerful wave of ghostly energy crashing down on the paper figures, sending them flying and crashing to the ground.

The old man sneered, "If you dare to cause trouble again, I'll eat you all up. I'm still a little short of cultivation!"

"Sir, spare my life!"

The paper figures felt the old man's imposing presence and instinctively knelt on the ground, no longer daring to cause any trouble.

Only one paper effigy didn't kneel.

The old man turned his head and saw a paper effigy of a maidservant holding a broom.

Seeing the shattered antique vases scattered around Jiang Nanxi, the old man flew into a rage, "I told you to come in and clean the room, and you actually smashed my burial objects?"

Jiang Nanxi: "So what happened?"

Seeing her blank look, the old man roared angrily, "Do you know that even if you were sold a hundred times, you wouldn't be worth as much as this one burial item! Any one of these things could easily sell for millions outside!"

Jiang Nanxi: "Don't you think you're being too materialistic? That's not good."

Old man: ? ? ?

Jiang Nanxi: "It's just some antiques, right? Are you short of money? If you are, go out and work. The most important thing for a ghost is not to be lazy. You are over two hundred years old now, which is the age to take risks."

Old man: ? ? ?

Other evil spirits: ? ? ?
Jiang Nanxi sat down directly in a grand chair, pointed at the old man, and said, "Old Deng, go and pour me a cup of tea."

The old man stared at her in shock. "Do you even remember who you are? You're just a servant! Do you want me to eat you alive?!"

There was a snap.

Jiang Nanxi rushed over and slapped him across the face. "How dare you! I am the supreme ruler, how dare you, a mere commoner, belittle me!"

"How dare you hit me? You're asking for it!"

The old man's ghostly aura surged instantly; the old ghost from over two hundred years ago possessed a formidable presence, and the entire house was instantly enveloped in a thick, dark ghostly aura.

The old man took out a scarlet whip and lashed it towards Jiang Nanxi.

"You lowly servant, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you'll never learn your manners! I'll beat you to death!"

As a result, Jiang Nanxi grabbed the whip and threw out an exorcism talisman with her other hand.

In an instant, a golden light flashed, dispelling the heavy ghostly aura in the room.

The powerful golden light struck the old man, sending him flying in the blink of an eye, and even the solidified ghostly soul dimmed.

All the ghosts were terrified.

You're not a ghost!

"She's a Taoist priest who exorcises evil spirits!"

"Run!"

The paper figures all ran out of the house, and the four evil spirits, seeing that the old man had been knocked away, also began to have the idea of ​​escaping.

As soon as they reached the door, they saw a monk in a wide robe walk in, carrying the little ghost An'an in his hand.

"Grandpa, we've finally caught this child bride! Hurry up and enjoy her body!"

The monk walked in and saw Jiang Nanxi, and was startled. "What are you doing here, you crazy woman? How did you find this place?!"

"Sister, sister, help!"

When An'an saw Jiang Nanxi, it was like seeing a savior, and she immediately struggled to get up. Jiang Nanxi looked at the sorcerer and sneered, "It's good that you, trash, have come. You two, one human and one ghost, have been colluding to harm people and sell ghosts. It's good for me to deal with you all. It'll be a great deed!"

The sorcerer quickly took out his ritual implements and said to the four evil spirits, "You four, come and help me! I'll form an array to amplify your ghostly power and tear her to shreds!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Nanxi with disdain and said, "I wasn't paying attention last time and you hit me. I didn't expect you to dare come to the underground ghost house. Ghosts are invincible in this place. You won't get out of here alive!"

The sorcerer took out four small black flags and threw them on the ground, forming a ghostly array.

Jiang Nanxi's eyes darkened. "So he was an evil cultivator after all. No wonder he would cooperate with vengeful ghosts."

The monk said, "What? Haven't you heard about my reputation outside? In the entire Chinese Xuanmen (Taoist sect), apart from the four major sects, I have no one I'm afraid of. If you run into me, you're really unlucky!"

Jiang Nanxi: "Do you know who I am? I'm really afraid that if I tell you, I'll scare you into fainting."

Master: "Oh? Who is your teacher?"

Jiang Nanxi: "I am the emperor."

The monk: "..."

I'm speechless. I don't even know what to say.

The four evil spirits quickly approached the sorcerer and said, "Sir, although this woman knows some magic, she doesn't seem to be very bright."

"Indeed, she was just lucky to knock the old man away just now. You four hurry up and finish her off so the old man won't have to lift a finger."

"okay!"

The four evil spirits attacked Jiang Nanxi from four directions simultaneously, each moving so fast that they became afterimages, and each using ghostly techniques to unleash different killing moves.

Clap clap clap!

Four loud slaps rang out.

The four evil spirits had just arrived next to Jiang Nanxi when she swiftly and skillfully whipped them away one by one.

"It's all flashy and useless."

Jiang Nanxi suddenly appeared next to a demon, stepped on its head, crushed it into a cloud of ghostly energy, and then absorbed it.

The other three evil spirits were terrified and tried to escape, but Jiang Nanxi caught up with them all and crushed them one by one like watermelons.

The monk's eyes widened at the sight. "Holy crap, how did they manage to annihilate these evil spirits without using any magical artifacts?"

"No, no, it seems she absorbed the ghostly energy. How could a legitimate cultivator absorb ghostly energy? Could she be a heretical cultivator too?!"

After absorbing the ghostly energy of those evil spirits, a glint of excitement flashed in Jiang Nanxi's eyes. With a satisfied smile on her lips, she turned to look at a certain evil cultivator.

"now you."

"You, don't come here!"

The monk's face turned pale.

She looks even more like a heretical cultivator than he does!
Jiang Nanxi walked towards him step by step. The monk inexplicably felt that her excited eyes were creepy, even more terrifying than the old man's vengeful ghost.

He couldn't help but back away step by step.

Sudden.

A sinister red light emanated from another direction in the room, accompanied by a heavy chant of "Amitabha."

A terrifying pressure descended.

The red light struck Jiang Nanxi, knocking her to the ground. A mysterious and sinister power pressed down on her like a small mountain, making it impossible for her to get up.

Jiang Nanxi fell to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, and looked up in the direction from which the red light was coming.

Her pupils contracted slightly.

They actually have this!
(End of this chapter)