Rebirth Era: The Miracle Doctor Jiaojiao is Beautiful and Cool

Chapter 104: Fighting with the Gravekeeper

The ghost soul in the old prince's body came out and headed straight for Gu Nanxing.

This is the first spiritual body I have met in a thousand years. I will eat her soul and occupy her body to meet my royal brother. How wonderful!

Gu Nanxing was no pushover either, and he shot a cone of water towards Xu Hun.

The virtual soul dodged sideways and the evil energy scattered towards the little girl.

"The world praises King Danyang for his kindness and goodness, but I can only see him as a mere rat and ant." Gu Nanxing angrily threw the relic bead to hit Xuhun.

Ghosts are most afraid of Buddha's light, so the old prince jumped up and down in the tomb to avoid it.

I didn’t expect him to be such a powerful guy!
The old prince had no choice but to give up on her and attack another one.

Daoqing reacted quickly and took out the Liangyi Magic Mirror to shine on the virtual soul. As golden light scattered, the black and white fish passed through the virtual soul, and the old prince's soul power became a little more transparent.

Gu Nanxing summoned back the relic beads and was about to take action when the old prince's remaining soul teleported and hid in the body of the coffin.

Dare to take over my mother's body, Gu Nanxing took a piece of talisman paper and went over to force the remaining soul out.

"Miss Gu, please show mercy." Daoqing stopped her.

Gu Nanxing didn't understand and stared at him to see what to say.

"The old prince had countless merits during his lifetime, and his remaining soul has been blessed by his merits after his death. We can't do anything to him with our combined strength. The old prince is confined here, and he is thinking about the emperor in the underground palace. I will take him away and let him see the emperor when we go to the underground palace. That will be considered a blessing."

Daoqing took out a purple gourd with a pendant from his pocket, chanted an incantation, and swung his whisk over the old prince's body. The remaining soul immediately left his mortal body and entered the gourd.

Forget it, just follow Daoqing.

Gu Nanxing's heart, which has been cold and wooden for thousands of years, should sometimes make some changes.

The Northern faction and the mercenaries had already climbed out of the tunnel. Old Xu was still waiting at the entrance. When he saw Daoqing collect the souls, he jumped down and closed the coffin together.

The main tomb chamber was restored to its original state, and it was already bright when the three men climbed out of the cave.

"These bastards run so fast." Old Xu cursed as he waded through the swamp.

Gu Nanxing laughed out of anger. It was rare that Old Xu would complain about the ancestors he invited.

The second one in the northern faction is more stable, while the others are all reckless, bad-tempered, scheming, and have no character.
Street thugs are loyal, they do things without any rules, they just rely on their big mouths!

Mercenaries are okay. Although they are aloof, they are organized and disciplined. They do their jobs very well. When they go out, they are tall and strong and can intimidate villains. However... they are useless underground.

Gu Nanxing objectively evaluated the three groups of people invited by Xi Zhifan and said that the young Taoist priests in Sanqing Temple were quite capable.

When Gu Nanxing and the other two returned to the base camp, they heard the noise from afar.

As he got closer, he saw that it was the old patriarch whom he had met at the ancestral temple last night. He pointed his cane at Xi Zhifan and cursed him with curses like "destroying the ancestral graves" and "death to three generations of his family."
"Old man, Lei misunderstood. I am just here for tourism and they are my bodyguards." Xi Zhifan persuaded earnestly.

These gravekeepers are such a hassle!
The villagers behind the old patriarch were holding hoes and sickles in their hands, demanding an explanation in a threatening manner.

"You son of a bitch tomb robber, you're after our treasure."

"Hand over what you stole!"

"Hand over your stuff!"

The villagers' voices of condemnation became louder and louder. Some of them rushed out in excitement and started to beat up the old man and his friends who had just cursed the most fiercely.

The mercenaries were armed and they didn't dare move.

Lao Wu and his men were no pushovers, and they tackled the powerless villagers to the ground. "Ouch! Village chief, clan leader, they're beating people up!"

"Call the police, call the police quickly."

The villagers lying on the ground kept howling in their loud voices.

Xi Zhifan, surrounded by mercenaries, was overwhelmed and had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender. "Old Patriarch, we really didn't steal anything. You can send someone to search the tent."

If they dared to let them search, they must not have found the tomb.

The old patriarch had a plan in mind, and he refused to let anyone in to search. "I don't care, you are here to rob the tomb. Xiao Liu, call the police and have them go to the police station to prove their innocence."

The villagers of Shou Tomb Village had registered their household registration several years ago, and the matter of the Ganshan Prince's Tomb had also been made public. The expert group from above sent people down to investigate many times, but due to the misleading advice of the villagers, they couldn't even find the door.

The purpose of the tomb-guarding village is to protect the old prince's tomb and never allow it to be destroyed.

In order to protect his master, Old Xu rushed into the mercenary group.

Gu Nanxing and Daoqing tacitly agreed not to interfere and went back to their tent from the kitchen.

Old Xu was a smooth-talking man. He said a lot of nice things to the old patriarch before he calmed down his anger. The village chief led five villagers to search the base camp, and only let them go after they found no antiques, treasures or the like.

The village chief dismissed the villagers and they went back one by one, carrying their hoes.

Before leaving, the village chief gave the old patriarch a crazy hint with his eyes.

Old Xu invited the old patriarch to the meeting tent, and Xi Zhifan, the second brother, and the mercenary captain sat down together.

Old Ten and Old Nine brought a kettle of hot water and Dahongpao tea leaves. After making the tea, they quietly left.

"The things were not found, but you are definitely not here for tourism. Old Xu, you have to appease the villagers' emotions no matter what." The old patriarch finished drinking the tea in the small stainless steel cup, smacked his lips and spoke the truth.

He knew that the old fox would not let them go easily. The rogue villagers refreshed Xi Zhifan's cognition. The young master was also from the countryside. He had been to Qingshan Town countless times. They were both from the countryside, so why was there such a big difference?
The second brother knew what the old patriarch wanted. He looked up at Old Xu to see how he would respond.

Old Xu glanced at his young master, Erlengzi, and then said, "How about this, Chief? It's really a bit of a nuisance for so many of us to be here. We are willing to give each villager 30,000 yuan in compensation, and we will go down the mountain and return to Xiangcheng tomorrow."

Now that I have the map, there is no need to linger here any longer.

Xi Zhifan didn't understand what the old patriarch meant. After what Old Xu said, there was nothing he couldn't understand. The old patriarch just wanted to blackmail him!

Never mind, he still didn't speak.

Thirty thousand for one family. There were no more than thirty villagers there, and there wouldn't be many families.

The old patriarch's eyes lit up. He didn't expect these people to be so generous. They must not be short of money.

He shook his head slowly, "One hundred thousand a family, or I'll call the police."

"You..." Xi Zhifan slammed the table in anger, "Lei, you're giving me face, but did I get my money from the wind?"

The old patriarch turned his head to the side, looking as if he couldn't reach the deal without tens of thousands of dollars.

Old Xu sighed helplessly and pulled his young master to sit down beside him.

"After all the fuss in the morning, the old patriarch must be hungry. How about staying for lunch?" It was noon at this time, and Old Xu tried to use a delaying tactic. After getting the old patriarch to drink a few glasses of wine, he didn't believe that there would be anything that could not be negotiated.

For lunch, we usually eat steamed buns with pickled pork. Today, Old Xu specially asked Old Nine and Old Ten to prepare a lot of meat dishes. There will be plenty of food and other things when we go down the mountain tomorrow. The most important thing is to entertain the old patriarch.

(End of this chapter)