Inheriting a Taoist temple, the story begins with Wu Zetian offering incense.

Chapter 262 One Talisman, Warming the Evil Cultivator for an Entire Day! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

After saying goodbye to Xue Guoqiang, Zhou Yi left Laobaixing Pharmacy with the medicines he had bought.

Upon arriving at the electric vehicle store, Wu Meiniang had already chosen her favorite electric vehicle. After Zhou Yi paid, he rode the motorcycle, and he and Wu Meiniang returned to the mountain one after the other.

As soon as he arrived at Hunyuan Palace, he couldn't wait to take out his phone and start buying a Chinese medicine granulation machine online.

Gunpowder is also a medicine, and it can effectively treat symptoms such as depression, anxiety, insomnia, nightmares, convulsions, and night sweats in the enemy, so it is not considered illegal use.

Seeing Zhou Yi buying equipment online, Li Qingzhao came over and carefully read the product description page:

"A Chinese medicine granulator...is this for making fire-fighting powder?"

Zhou Yi nodded, thinking of the large number of packages that had arrived over the past few days, and pointed to a cabinet in the storage room, saying:
"The things you bought are all in the cabinet... By the way, why did you buy so many hair clips? And why are they in so many packages? Last time I went to the post office to pick up your package, it took me quite a while just to scan the barcodes for the outbound shipment."

Li Qingzhao chuckled:
“I didn’t know what to buy, so I picked out some hair clips. I’ll wear them first, and when I get tired of them, I’ll sell them to jewelers at a high price. The money I make will be used to provide relief to the poor.”

Zhou Yi thought this idea was good. It could both exploit feudalism and accumulate merit, while also stimulating domestic demand in modern society. It was a win-win-win situation.

Li Qingzhao happily unpacked the package, while Wu Meiniang wiped down her electric scooter, carefully peeling off the plastic film from the seat, showing great care for it.

Zhou Yi bought two different Chinese medicine granulation machines, intending to have Zhao Ji try them one by one. He then searched online for a bunch of coke refining techniques, printing them all out, even including information and diagrams of the primitive coking methods from the Great Leap Forward in the 1950s.

As for which method is feasible, we still need to explore it gradually.

The next morning, Zhou Yi received a call from the blind man, who instructed Wu Meiniang and Li Qingzhao to keep an eye on Hunyuan Palace. Then he drove to Yiyang City to harvest the merits from Director Cao.

In Xishan Cemetery, there are puppets and zombies created by Director Cao. Unfortunately, once the blind man's illusion appeared, Director Cao's proud combat power instantly dropped to zero.

Uncle Ming, who was watching from the sidelines, didn't get a chance to make a move at all; things went much more smoothly than expected.

Because everything had been settled, Zhou Yi didn't bring Wu Meiniang this time, lest the blind man notice something.

An hour later, he arrived at Xishan Cemetery.

Located in the western suburbs of Yiyang City, this small hill with good feng shui has been developed into a cemetery, and it is said that the developer made a fortune.

Zhou Yi drove up the mountain and, based on the location provided by Uncle Ming, arrived at the unsold mausoleum area on the back of the mountain. There he found the blind man leisurely smoking and Uncle Ming, who was on guard with a belt.

The Director Cao, who kept saying he wanted to turn the blind man into a puppet, was now kneeling on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, his mouth stuffed with his own smelly socks, and his pants pulled down to his ankles, which effectively prevented him from escaping.

However, this move was clearly unnecessary, because Director Cao was still in a dream world and was probably thinking about something good, his socks were soaked with drool.

Upon seeing Zhou Yi, Uncle Ming immediately fastened his belt around his waist:

"You've finally arrived! Senior Han and I have been standing here in the mountain breeze for over an hour, and we almost caught a cold."

The Book of Changes asks:

What should you do after someone is killed?

The blind man tossed him a cemetery purchase agreement, which listed the deceased's information. Zhou Yi glanced through it and realized it was indeed Director Cao.

Wow, they've already prepared a cemetery before it even started.

Uncle Ming was somewhat indignant:

"He harmed so many people, isn't it too easy for this bastard to be laid to rest?"

The blind man pointed to the cemetery at his feet and said:

“Some small arrangements were made in the tomb chamber. His soul would suffer the torment of the five elements piercing his heart every day, and then gradually dissipate in the cemetery, protecting all the deceased in the cemetery from disaster, until he was forever annihilated.”

Zhou Yi discovered that in the presence of Uncle Ming, the blind man's aura of arrogance was significantly stronger.

Relatively speaking, he still prefers the way the blind man acts flustered yet tries to remain calm after his defenses are broken; that's the peak of his acting skills.

Now that everything was ready, Zhou Yi didn't delay:

"What about his zombies and puppets? Do they need to be exorcised one by one?"

The blind man stood up and said:

"It's hidden in the cemetery, but it's hard to say exactly which grave. There will be a religious ceremony here soon, and you will preside over it. After a large-scale religious ceremony, whether it's a zombie or a puppet, they will all vanish into thin air."

Upon hearing that there was business to be done, Zhou Yi became interested:
"You introduced them to me?"

The blind man nodded:

"The new members of the association are not good at rituals, so it's more suitable to hand it over to you. You should bring more people. Director Cao has set up a lot of formations here, and we need to use the power of the ritual to destroy them. The more people there are, the higher the probability of success." This request is not a problem. Hunyuan Palace may not have much else, but its exorcism and suppression talents are top-notch.

With the follow-up arrangements finalized, it was time to take action.

Zhou Yi took out his ritual implements and began to consider how to harvest the merits accumulated by Director Cao.

He wanted to try the eighth-grade lightning strike technique, but he was worried that the commotion would be too great and attract unnecessary trouble. Besides, if the eighth-grade lightning strike technique were used, Director Cao would be reduced to ashes along with his soul, and the punishment measures set up by the blind man would be a waste of time.

In such situations, a gentle approach should be adopted.

Zhou Yi felt that this summer was too hot, and heatstroke had become a hot topic. Director Cao had been in the cemetery for so long, so he should be allowed to depart in a warm manner.

He took out a Sunfire Talisman from his bag and stuck it on Director Cao.

The Blazing Sun Talisman is a talisman used to keep warm and ward off evil spirits in winter. Now that it is being used on Director Cao, he will feel the extreme high temperature. In addition, the temperature is also 36 or 37 degrees today. With the two combined, heatstroke will surely occur.

After affixing the talisman, Uncle Ming put on gloves, cut the ropes binding Director Cao, and then pressed Director Cao's head against the entrance of the tomb. Director Cao crawled in without resistance, letting out a comfortable groan. No one knew what kind of amazing show the blind man had put on in the illusion.

Next, Uncle Ming cleaned up all the traces and, together with Zhou Yi, put the cover of the tomb chamber on and applied sealant.

With everything ready, the blind man dispelled the illusion, and a fierce roar immediately erupted from the tomb.

Zhou Yi placed a Taishan stone on the tomb chamber lid to prevent Cao Lishi from desperately summoning zombies and puppets from the mausoleum area.

His approach was correct, because not long after, Director Cao let out a desperate scream. Clearly, this guy was trying to summon zombies but kept failing.

The more anxious Director Cao became, the hotter he felt, and the hotter he felt, the more anxious he became. In this way, his body temperature rose higher and higher, and he finally collapsed in the tomb chamber, dying in despair.

Of course, death was not his end. The array inside the tomb immediately began to work, and Cao's torture officially began.

After completing the task, the blind man unfolded his folding cane and said leisurely:
"The entire cemetery is a huge Bagua formation. You can leave by throwing a few talismans at the core of the formation. You can come and hold a ceremony anytime you have time these days."

Zhou Yi agreed, and the three of them slowly walked out along the path in the cemetery.

At each key point of the formation, Zhou Yi would drop a purple talisman to prevent zombies and puppets from escaping.

On the way, Uncle Ming sighed:

"Director Cao must have painstakingly managed this place for many years, only to die tragically in the cemetery he himself designed... It's a pity we're not evil cultivators, otherwise turning him into a zombie would definitely be quite exciting."

The blind man warned:
"The things of evil cultivators are like poison; you must never touch them, not even with curiosity, or you will fall from the righteous path into the demonic path... Zhou Banxian and I have roamed the martial world for decades, and half of the evil cultivators we have eliminated fell from the righteous path."

Uncle Ming respectfully agreed. From today onwards, he would be a director of the Yiyang City Feng Shui Association, which meant he had finally found his organization.

As he left Xishan Cemetery, the blind man turned back, staring at the cemetery gate with his empty eyes, and said:

"If someone with the destiny of an emperor were to come and bestow an imperial title, this place would be safe and secure for the next hundred years. Unfortunately... it seems that such a person is nowhere to be found."

After saying that, he got into Uncle Ming's car and closed the door.

Zhou Yi blinked, wanting to open the car door and rummage through the blind man's eye sockets to see if there were any brain-computer interface cameras inside.

How could someone who is blinder than anyone else discover that there is a person with the destiny of an emperor in the world around him?
If only I had brought the bronze mirror, I could have taken advantage of the blind man's inattention to pull him into the illusion created by the mirror, and then imagined Grandpa. That scene would have been quite interesting.

While Master Zhou was enthusiastically devising his plan to bully the elderly, in the world of Emperor Wu of the Western Han Dynasty, on the northern grasslands of Dingxiang.

The young officers led a force of three thousand cavalrymen to surround a Xiongnu tribe. Surprisingly, the tribe was still displaying the banners of the Xiongnu royal court, which greatly boosted the morale of the besieging cavalrymen.

Zhao Ponu was relatively cautious. He did not rashly order an attack, but instead had his cavalry run around the tribe's camp and keep shooting arrows into it to increase the psychological pressure on the enemy.

As the encirclement continued to shrink, the Xiongnu were forced to hastily organize a counterattack, but unfortunately, they were shattered by the well-rested heavy cavalry.

Before long, the cavalry charged into the tribe's territory. The Xiongnu people inside were quite sensible and surrendered one after another. They even claimed to be nomads who had submitted to the Han Dynasty and that they were flying the Xiongnu royal court flag to prevent Xiongnu harassment.

Zhao Ponu was fluent in the Xiongnu language and was responsible for interrogating tribal leaders.

Su Jia, Su Wu, and Sima Qian each led a group of men, moving through the Xiongnu tribes to check for any escapees.

As they searched, they heard sobbing coming from a nearby tent. After tearing open the tent with their long knives, they found it full of Han Chinese slaves they had captured. Most of them were naked, without even clothes, and their mouths were gagged.

This scene made Sima Qian's blood boil, and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot:

"Discard the wheels! Even if the King of Heaven himself stops me, I will chop these Hun traitors to pieces today!"

(End of this chapter)