The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 181 Handling Follow-up and Regression

The reason Ruan Wenhu did not react was simply because he knew that Li Zhen was not someone to be trifled with, so he chose to remain silent.

Li Zhen knew that Ruan Wenhu was a smart man and must have already seen through Ruan Wenbiu's predicament.

Nguyen Van Ho's current silence signifies that he has also made a choice regarding Nguyen Van Biu's situation.

He truly lived up to his reputation as a powerful figure in the Kalinan region...

After thinking for a moment, Li Zhen asked Ruan Wenbiao to pass a message to Ruan Wenhu, instructing Ruan Wenhu to find all the information related to the feng shui and geomancy techniques of the Ruan and Wei families and hand it over to him.

Upon learning the news, Ruan Wenhu did not hesitate and did as instructed. Accompanied by the Mahjong Ghost, he went to find the documents and had them handed over to Li Zhen.

Mahjong Ghost reported what had happened, telling Detective Li that Ruan Wenhu hadn't played any tricks and had honestly handed over everything. He then returned to Ruan Wenhu's side as instructed by Detective Li.

Li Zhen casually asked a few feng shui masters to check the documents. After confirming that there were no problems with the documents, he got into the car he had come in.

Seeing how sensible Ruan Wenhu was, Li Zhen did not kill him directly.

Let Wesley do what needs to be done...

Judging from how things unfolded, Nguyen Van Ho wouldn't live more than a few days...

If Detective Li had killed Ruan Wenhu directly, causing a significant change in the course of events, it might not have been a good thing.

Wesley's brain tumor was unexpectedly cured after he was shot.

If Wesley hadn't been shot, his brain tumor might not have been cured.

Putting down the documents in his hand, Li Zhen said to the many feng shui masters who had followed him to the car, "Gentlemen, something is likely to happen in Garinan. I will be leaving soon. If anyone is willing to leave with me, please get in the car."

In his memory, after Nguyen Van Ho had used these people, he ordered Nguyen Van Biu to have them all shot.

These people had helped him in some way, and he planned to help them one last time before leaving.

Of course, he wouldn't force anyone to leave with him if no one did.

After Li Zhen's gaze swept across the faces of the feng shui masters and he noticed that everyone was somewhat evasive, he knew that these people had also made their own choices.

The feng shui master with the slicked-back hair was chosen as the representative. Wiping his sweat, he said to Li Zhen, "We were all invited by General Ruan. It would be impolite to leave without saying goodbye."

Compared to Nguyen Van Ho, who is still very polite to them, they seem to be more afraid of Lee Chan.

Li Zhen nodded, signaling Yuan Zhenxia to drive.

Ruan Wenbiao got into the car before Li Zhen did.

He became uneasy when he heard Li Zhen say that something might happen in Garinan.

Ruan Wenbiao couldn't help but say, "Mr. Li, since those feng shui masters have already solved your problem, what about the witchcraft on me..."

Li Zhen casually said, "Once you leave the city, go south for fifty miles, and when you see a river, jump in and take a bath fully clothed."

Ruan Wenbiao's expression brightened, but he hesitated and asked, "Would doing that remove the witchcraft from me?"

Li Zhen glanced at him.

Ruan Wenbiao gave an awkward smile: "It's not that I don't trust Mr. Li, it's just that Mr. Li's method is simply too absurd..."

Li Zhen said coldly, "If you return to the city beforehand, the High Priest's fate will be your fate."

Ruan Wenbiao looked somewhat frightened.

Without mentioning witchcraft again, he paused for a moment, coughed, and tentatively asked, "Mr. Li just mentioned that there would be unrest in Garinan. What is that all about?"

With his eyes closed, Li Zhen ignored Ruan Wenbiao; his mind was actually communicating with the little ghost far away in the ancestral land of the Gu clan.

His primordial spirit grew increasingly powerful. Even though he was nearly two hundred miles away from the little ghost, there was still a faint connection between them, allowing him to transmit his will to the little ghost.

If we want to go back, we must first resolve the issue of annihilating the Gu Clan.

Yuan Zhenxia, ​​in the driver's seat, asked, "Where are we going now?"

Li Zhen did not open his eyes: "Ruan Wenbiao pointed out the way and arranged a place for me to rest. I need to rest for a while."

……

The gathering place of the Gu clan.

Bazhu moved through the crowd, sometimes comforting the anxious women and children, sometimes giving instructions and making arrangements for everyone's meals.

Last night, Li Zhen killed all of Ruan Wenbiao's men during the Gu Clan's ritual, and the area is still filled with a disgusting stench of blood.

Although not many members of the Gu clan died, the sight of the scene, and the death of the usually domineering high priest, terrified many of them.

Some people fled directly to the nearby mountains and forests.

Some people believed that the Gu clan was doomed, so they robbed the Gu clan's settlement and fled into the mountains with their families, carrying a lot of food and valuables.

The casualties they caused within the Gu clan were greater than those directly caused by Li Zhen.

After they escaped, the Gu clan fell into chaos.

The nearby forests were so dense that it was impossible for anyone to chase them into the forest and hunt them down one by one.

To their surprise, when they spent a night hiding in the mountains and returned to the Gu clan's settlement to check on the situation, they found that nothing had happened to the Gu clan.

After inquiring about the situation, they realized that things had changed beyond their expectations.

No one from the Gu clan was killed.

The man who killed the high priest has left.

In addition, under Bazhu's arrangement, the Gu clan has restored order.

The news spread like wildfire, and the Gu clan men who had hidden in the dense forest all learned of it and returned to the Gu clan's settlement one after another.

Baju did not welcome their return, but she had no choice but to let them do as they pleased.

She is currently serving as the temporary clan leader, but without anyone to back her up, many people are dissatisfied with her.

I wonder when Black Dragon will return...

Bazhu felt a little worried.

The high priest said there was a secret mission for the black dragon to carry out, but even Baju didn't know what mission the black dragon was going to carry out.

But what the high priest asked the black dragon to do was definitely not a good thing.

Baju raised her head and glanced at the hundreds of men gathered at the edge of the crowd.

The men, who were originally supporters of the high priest, were now discussing something and occasionally glancing at Baju with ill intent.

Baju deeply loathed these people.

She stayed only for the women and children of the Gu tribe, not for the men.

If she had a choice, she would naturally hope that none of those men would return to the Gu Clan.

Seeing someone carrying a large bucket of fragrant rice out of the house, Bazhu went to greet the person and took the rice from their hands.

The Gu clan was thrown into chaos last night, and many were injured and have not eaten anything since.

Food is the best thing to appease these people.

Upon seeing the food, the women and children stirred and crowded around Bazhu.

"Slowly!"

A loud voice suddenly rang out, silencing the commotion.

Then several men roughly pushed through the crowd and walked to Bazhu's side.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group snatched the large bucket from Bazhu's hands and said to her with a smile, "According to the rules of the Gu Clan, we should eat first."

Bazhu retorted angrily, "These things are for children and women!" The man sneered, "Bazhu, you're not the chieftain of the Gu clan. You're too early to be giving orders! Give them to eat, and ask them if they dare to eat it."

Bazhu looked at the women and children who had gathered around, and seeing their trembling silence, she suddenly felt that what she had done was meaningless.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak, but then suddenly closed it again for some reason.

Thinking he had intimidated Bazhu, the man smugly carried the bucket out of the crowd, then ordered the people next to him, "How can such a small amount of food be enough? Go and get some more."

Without hesitation, the group ran to the makeshift cooking camp that Baju had ordered her men to set up and took out all the food inside.

Each of the men grabbed some food and ate it with laughter and merriment.

Baju watched this scene with indifference.

The hungry men were so focused on eating that none of them noticed the imp appearing in the dense forest behind them.

Only Baju saw the little devil.

The weather in Southeast Asia is unpredictable. It was sunny in the morning, but now it has turned into a cloudy day with rain imminent.

In this kind of weather, the little devil's face looked particularly sinister.

He seemed to smile at Bazhu, and then the little devil disappeared from the spot.

An old woman advised Bazhu, "They outnumber us and are better fighters. We can't win against them. Bazhu, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault."

Baju smiled at the woman and said something the woman didn't understand: "I don't feel guilty, I'm just watching their retribution."

Shortly after the men finished eating, someone suddenly screamed and threw everything on the ground.

The group of men, who were enjoying their meal, were startled and all looked at the man who had fallen to the ground.

The man was clutching his own throat with both hands, his expression one of agony.

Just then, several people fell to the ground, reacting in the same way as that person.

"Poison! There's poison in the food!" someone realized and shouted.

In a very short time, half of the people collapsed.

The skin on the neck of the first person to fall began to wriggle, and a large number of maggots broke through his skin and emerged from his body, instantly engulfing him in maggots.

The skin of the other people also began to wriggle, and the crawling insects could be vaguely seen.

Everyone who witnessed this scene felt a chill in their heart.

They were familiar with this scene; it was a type of witchcraft often used by the high priest.

But the high priest is already dead. Who is using witchcraft to kill people?
“It’s Bazhu! It’s her… she’s cast a spell…” someone shouted through gritted teeth.

Everyone realized what was happening and turned to look at Bazhu.

The dozen or so people who were still standing struggled to rush towards Bazhu, but one after another they collapsed along the way. Only one person fell at Bazhu's feet, clutching her leg in agony, his expression contorted as he looked at her, squeezing out two words: "Save...me..."

Baju sneered and pulled her foot out of the man's hand.

Looking at those who had already been devoured by maggots, or those who were still struggling and about to be devoured, Bazhu said with a complicated expression, "There will be no more Gu Clan members in the future..."

Those standing around him seemed to snap out of a daze and retreated in all directions, trying to keep their distance from her.

The little devil appeared silently next to Bazhu.

Baju's eyelids twitched as she looked at the little devil who had caused this massacre: "Your master left you here just to kill people?"

"Yes, that's right," the kid replied with a grin.

"You've killed everyone, why aren't you leaving?"

"We still have to wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until the Gu Clan is destroyed."

"Almost all the men of the Gu clan have been killed, and I am about to lead the women and children of the Gu clan away from here. I will never refer to myself as a member of the Gu clan again. Haven't we reached the standard for the extinction of the Gu clan yet?"

"I do not know either."

Bazhu asked a question that had been troubling her: "If all these people die, and the Gu Clan is still not wiped out, what will you do?"

"Kill more people, don't worry, you won't be killed unless it's the very last resort," the kid said bluntly.

Bazhu's heart pounded.

She knew that what the brat said was true.

The reason that person kept this brat was definitely for this matter.

But... what exactly is the standard for the annihilation of the Gu clan?
Just then, she suddenly heard the little devil say, "It's a pity I can't kill anymore."

Baju looked at the little devil, only to find that he had vanished without a trace.

"Miss, see you again someday." The little ghost's voice grew weaker and weaker as it came from the air.

Bazhu wiped away a cold sweat, thinking to herself, it's best never to see him again...

Li Zhen, who was in the car, opened his eyes, first looked at the rune on his right arm, and then looked at Ruan Wenbiao, who was staring at him: "What did you say?"

Ruan Wenbiao immediately repeated what he had said: "We have arrived at the accommodations arranged for Mr. Li."

Li Zhen glanced to the side and saw that the car had arrived in front of a spacious residential area.

He opened the car door and got out.

After getting off the car, Nguyen Van Biu immediately asked, "Can I...can I leave the city now?"

“Go ahead,” Li Zhen said casually. “Remember what I said.”

"Mr. Li won't leave immediately?"

"This is General Ruan's territory. Do you think you can keep my departure a secret from me?"

After living in fear for so long, Ruan Wenbiao felt relieved and called someone to lead Li Zhen inside. He then ran impatiently to the side of the street.

Li Zhen led the female demon, the vampire, and the ancestor of the Gu clan into the residence.

Upon arriving at a room, Li Zhen said to Yuan Zhenxia, ​​"Something is about to happen here. I will leave immediately, and that event may involve you."

“Once Nguyen Van Biu dies, you might become the target of Nguyen Van Ho’s venting. If you don’t want to get into trouble, you can leave now.”

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhenxia understood what Li Zhen meant: "You didn't remove the witchcraft from Ruan Wenbiao?"

Li Zhen shook his head: "He's been affected by several kinds of witchcraft. He'll die a more gruesome death than the high priest. I don't want to waste time killing him."

Recalling the scene of the High Priest's death, Yuan Zhenxia shuddered: "He suffered terribly."

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Mr. Li is leaving soon? Then I... I want to stay here and watch the show. I'll go find Wesley right away."

Li Zhen nodded: "It's dangerous to be by Wesley's side, so be careful."

“I know.” Yuan Zhenxia took a few steps back and bowed solemnly to Li Zhen. “Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Li. I, Yuan Zhenxia, ​​will never forget it. If you need anything, Mr. Li, you can come to me anytime.”

After saying that, he left his contact information and then left without saying anything more.

After resting for a while, Li Zhen drew several talismans on the ground and chanted a spell to summon the little ghost to return quickly.

Less than half an hour later, the little devil appeared in the house.

Li Zhen summoned back the Mahjong Ghost, looked at the rune on his right arm, and silently uttered the words "return" in his heart.

(End of this chapter)