Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 310 A Ghostly Blindness Helps Escape
Da Bao's opening remarks about Mao Shanming's impending death immediately displeased him.

Mao Shanming rolled his eyes and shook his head, saying, "People say that all this is nonsense. I didn't expect that you, Da Bao, have already learned this kind of nonsense after only a few years of being dead! My master once told my fortune. Although my life will be full of ups and downs, I will be safe and sound and live to be eighty-eight years old without any problems."

Da Bao's eyes were filled with worry as he said, "Uncle Ming, this time it's really different. I can see the ink-black aura swirling between your eyebrows. I'm really worried about you."

Maoshan Ming was furious. He took out an oil-paper umbrella and put Da Bao and Xiao Bao inside. He even wrapped two red ropes around it to reinforce it. He slapped the umbrella and said, "Although I may not be rich and powerful, I am still a man who lives as long as the Southern Mountain. What's wrong with you, Da Bao, today? You actually cursed me to die young. Let's see if I'll let you out again!"

He got up and stretched, thinking to himself, "Although Da Bao is a bit timid, he's also quite clever. Why did he insist on saying these things that would anger me? Could it be that he's really plagued by bad luck and is in danger of being killed?"

Baiyun Village is currently under attack by bandits. Could it be that... these people failed in their fight against the bandits, the village was massacred, and they themselves were implicated?
That makes sense.

Mao Shanming thought about it more and more and more likely it was true. In addition, the security team had been gone for a long time and had not returned. Perhaps they had met with misfortune.

He paced anxiously in the room, then pushed open the door. To his surprise, two men standing at the door snorted and drew their broadswords, ready to chop him down at the slightest provocation.

Hey!
These two are jinxes.

Mao Shanming had no choice but to close the door and retreat back into his room, feeling anxious. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He let Da Bao and Xiao Bao out, focusing his attention on Da Bao, and said:

“Da Bao, after my careful analysis, I know that as a ghost, you are very sensitive to people’s fortunes. Otherwise, there would be no saying that people with low fortunes are more likely to see ghosts. I am currently trapped in the room. If those bandits succeed in attacking the village, they will definitely burn, kill, and rob, and then kill us as well.”

"You two used a bewitching spell to confuse the people at the door and help me escape."

"If I survive this time, I'll go to the biggest paper-making shop in the provincial capital and buy the best clothes to burn for you!"

Xiao Bao said, "Really? Uncle Ming?"

Da Bao chimed in, "Of course it's a worthless ticket. Don't we know Uncle Ming well enough?"

Mao Shanming grew anxious: "What nonsense are you talking about? You two are like family, would I favor one over the other! Hurry up and get on with it..."

Da Bao and Xiao Bao said "Oh" and disappeared from the house.

The two security guards standing at the door felt a chill on their faces and shivered: "Why is it so cold?"

Just then, the door quietly opened, and Maoshan Ming, looking furtive, peeked out from inside. He saw Da Bao and Xiao Bao each covering the eyes of two security guards with their hands.

Mao Shanming quietly made a thumbs-up gesture, then tiptoed out, made a few fist gestures at one of the security guards, and then headed in another direction from the village.

To the security guards, there was nothing unusual at the scene.

Seeing that Maoshan Ming had gone far away, Xiao Bao hurriedly jumped down from the security guard's shoulder. He was only seven years old when he died, so he was not as tall as Da Bao.

The security guard snapped out of his daze, turned around, and saw the door was ajar. Surprised, he opened it and, finding Mao Shanming gone, cried out in alarm, "It's over! That shifty-eyed guy's escaped!"

Another security guard asked in confusion, "No, the door is perfectly fine."

The security guard raised his hand and slapped him across the face: "Are you blinded by a ghost? Can't you see this big door open?" The slap immediately broke the guard's blindness, and he saw that the door was open. He hurriedly raised his large knife and went in to search. The room was only so big, and unless someone had an invisibility spell, there was no way to hide a person.

They exchanged a glance, realizing that the matter could be serious or minor, and decided to go outside the village to find the security captain to make a decision.

Mao Shanming turned around and saw Da Bao and Xiao Bao following him, and asked, "Where are the other two?"

Da Bao said, "They discovered you were missing, but instead of chasing after you, they went to find their security captain."

Maoshan Ming chuckled twice: "Your Uncle Ming is a lucky man, and now look, is there still any black between your eyebrows?"

Upon hearing this, Da Bao sniffed around and immediately gagged, saying, "Uncle Ming, you still smell terrible, and your brow is still black. You should find a master to take a look."

Xiao Bao said, "Yes, if you die, you'll be just like everyone else, wandering aimlessly. Who will burn paper money and candles for us to use?"

Mao Shanming took out a talisman from his bag, held it in his palm, and proceeded to smash it against the two of them: "You were worried I wouldn't have any gold ingots or candles to eat, you two are really kind-hearted..."

While one person and two ghosts were causing a ruckus.

A group of people returned from the village entrance. It was Uncle Jiu and his men who had gone out to fight the bandits. They had won a great victory, seizing many of the bandits' weapons and even capturing two of their underlings.

The two security captains guarding Maoshan Ming rushed forward and said, "Uncle Jiu, something bad has happened! That shifty-eyed fellow you caught before you set off has escaped."

Upon hearing this, Ah Qiang, the security captain, was furious. He went up and gave the two men a sharp rap on the head, yelling, "He's skinny like a consumptive, and you two good-for-nothings can't even keep an eye on him! I'll fire you both from the security team tomorrow, and you'll be eating dog poop from now on!"

Uncle Nine pushed Ah Qiang aside and asked, "You two talk this out, why did he run away?"

The two security guards recounted what had happened.

Uncle Nine pondered for a moment and immediately understood the reason. That person was a Taoist priest from Maoshan. He had a ghost sealed inside the oil-paper umbrella. He probably used the ghost to cover the security guard's eyes and then ran away.

Since they only ran away and didn't hurt anyone, it means they weren't evil people. Let them go.

Just then, the two bandits who had been held down by the crowd began to struggle wildly. Uncle Nine frowned and said, "Lock him in the mortuary's cell. I think the bandit leader is not simple. He will definitely come to rescue them in the next few days. Let's just turn the tables and catch them like turtles in a jar, and wipe them all out in one fell swoop..."

Ah Qiang hurriedly said, "Master, aren't we going to catch that shifty-eyed fellow?"

Uncle Nine looked at him and said, "It seems you have a deep grudge against him. He carries two ghosts with him. If you want to catch them, you go and catch them."

Ah Qiang's expression immediately fell, and he rubbed his head against Uncle Jiu's chest, saying, "Master, you know I'm not very talented. I've been learning magic from you for so long, but I only know how to use talismans and some tricks. Dealing with ghosts is too dangerous. Why don't we give this opportunity to other righteous people..."

Uncle Nine was immediately disgusted by this guy.

He raised his hand to hit him, but Ah Qiang quickly ran away, grinning and saying, "Come on, let's go. Tomorrow we'll spread the word about our great victory over the bandits!"

(End of this chapter)