Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 120 Lei Huan Intends to Gather the Righteous Men

Under the cover of night, Lei Huan put on a cloak he hadn't worn in decades and put on a hood.

He personally set fire to the small house he had set up outside Fengcheng.

"A single white lotus holds the secret to salvation. In the boundless void, the Holy Mother descends to deliver humanity."

For some reason, I thought of a strange character within the sect who had spent half his life cultivating but had never attained enlightenment, and who just liked to concoct poems to fool ordinary people.

Today, as he burned away the past, he suddenly remembered this line of poetry.

When people reach a dead end, they do indeed want salvation.

If the Virgin Mary were still alive, such a person would certainly be given an important position.

It seems that the Northern School's previous path was ultimately wrong, but it has nothing to do with him anymore.

Throwing some strange objects into the fire caused the flames to explode several times over in an instant. The thick black smoke that billowed out became eerily ethereal, drifting aimlessly and unaffected by the wind.

Lei Huan, carrying a small banner inscribed with incantations, leaped and danced around the fire, hissing softly, emanating a malevolent aura.

Inside the brothel.

The magistrate of Fengcheng County's personal advisor is indulging in pleasure.

"Lord Lei is fine. Don't believe everything you hear. Let me tell you, I've handled countless difficult cases while following you for over a decade."

It wasn't unheard of for a state official to come down to serve as an inspector.

We're all officials, so let's all give a little something.

"If you feed them, everything will be fine. Even officials are human, hahaha."

The advisor, still nonchalant, embraced two scantily clad girls, believing in the supernatural abilities of the adults.

Then my heart suddenly tightened at that moment.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud, struggling to breathe. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands reached out into the air as if begging for mercy.

But in the end, he passed away without saying a word.

A gasp rippled through the brothel as the girls rushed out, their clothes still on.

Meanwhile, the county magistrate, trembling in fear in the secret room, was quite self-aware.

They were constantly praying to the statues of gods and Buddhas in the room.

As the county's henchman, he naturally understood Magistrate Lei's secrets and had been involved in many things.

For example, the disappearance of a village, the extinction of a family, or something like that.

It could be for the soul, or it could be for ancestral treasures; once someone is targeted, they rarely have a good end.

He also reaped considerable benefits from this, and even received certain "gifts" after learning about the White Lotus.

Now that we've made such a big fuss, I wonder if we can still hide it.

It would be best if the county magistrate died somewhere; if he didn't, it would be difficult for him to have a good outcome no matter what.

"May Buddha protect me, I will make a vow from now on."

The Buddha statue before him suddenly shattered, and the mantra bestowed upon his heart activated on the spot.

He let out two miserable screams and died in the secret chamber.

Several key figures from prominent families in the city simultaneously experienced bulging eyes, having encountered the same event.

Fengcheng is in chaos.

The souls of these people after their deaths were moved outside the city by ritual and fell into the small banners in their hands.

Hearing the curses, insults, and pleas for mercy from the spirits, Lei Huan felt only a faint joy.

"You have enjoyed all the riches and honors of the world while following me all these years, so you should have few regrets."

"If it exists, then it exists."

Over the years, he has been collecting treasures and souls in Fengcheng to support his cultivation and practice evil arts.

With these accumulated resources, it would be worthwhile to befriend some evil sorcerers who are being hunted down.

Using his identity other than Bai Lian, he made a name for himself. If he wasn't a high-ranking official, he was at least a filial and righteous man.

So how can one person obtain these resources?
The saying "It's good to cultivate oneself while in officialdom" is also very suitable for those who practice evil cultivation.

Power and law are the best answers.

They developed a large network of subordinates, and only through a group of bad people were they able to accumulate a substantial fortune.

The daily benefits given to his subordinates were already more than enough. This included not only financial support, but also assistance in eliminating their competitors and the provision of potent remedies.

Now it's time to pay back the debt.

Besides, if a trusted confidant isn't silenced, wouldn't it be even worse if someone uncovered Bai Lian's true identity based on the slightest clue?

Like a tiger unleashed from its cage, the ferocity inherent in the White Lotus Demon, who had been dormant for decades, was unmatched by ordinary people.

In short, the first wave of harvesting went very smoothly. We cursed and killed all the troublesome ones first, causing chaos in the city.

When the flow of Qi is chaotic, there is more room for manipulation.

They infiltrated the city again, looting each secret room one by one.

How could they possibly hide the location of these henchmen from me? They even set up statues of gods and Buddhas there. How naive!

Even if those immortals and Buddhas were still alive, they wouldn't protect us.

It took two whole days to barely complete the looting, which immediately made up for some of the losses from this trip to Qiantang.

It can only be said that Lei Huan possesses a cult-like talent for turning against his own people.

Fengcheng was plunged into three days of darkness and bloodshed.

The magistrate was furious and reported to the imperial court that evil sorcerers were causing trouble.

"This person acts recklessly, disregards the law and social norms, like a jackal running rampant, rampant and lawless!"

Normally, as long as they don't cause trouble in the county town, even if a village dies, the higher-ups won't bother to care.

Evil and wicked people usually commit crimes while on the move, and they are impossible to catch. If you report them, you will be criticized.

According to the old calendar, it could be attributed to banditry, and the local officials and militia could be dispatched to suppress it at will.

But this time they've crossed the line, and the powerful and influential families are not to be trifled with.

Having finished his looting, Lei Huan had already fled to the wilderness, feeling a sense of spiritual and physical transcendence.

It felt like I had returned to the days when I followed the cult leader and roamed freely in the north.

After a moment of blissful reverie, a sharp pain in his arm brought him back to reality.

"Hmph! Chong Qi!"

With the wrap-up complete, it's time to find someone to team up with.

Chongqi Academy is a gathering place for scholars, and ordinary demons simply cannot enter it.

Besides the rather dangerous act of soul searching, there is actually another trick that always works.

The easiest way to extract information from a scholar is through a honey trap.

The painted-skin ghost in Taiyuan Prefecture is quite good.

He had been kind to her in the past, so it was only natural for her to repay him now.

Moreover, they have their strength under control and will not covet Gan Jiang and Mo Xie.

After saying that, he crossed the river and headed north, preparing to form his own Avengers team.

On the river, a hooded man looked in the direction of Chongqi.

I will be back!

In the academy.

Xu Xuan felt somewhat uncomfortable, as there was still no news of Lei Huan.

It seems that once they descended from Nanshan, they disappeared into the secular world, while Fengcheng was in chaos for a few days.

Could it be that we stumbled upon a big fish by sheer luck?
It's a pity there's no senior brother to keep watch, otherwise that old dog wouldn't have been of any use no matter where he ran.

Is the underworld really that fun?
Lady White Snake said that as long as a powerful person like Ruoxu doesn't do anything reckless, no one can kill him in an era where immortals and gods have vanished.

Pure Land disciples are already skilled in both offense and defense, and with their mastery of the ultimate speed technique, they are virtually unbeatable.

Xu Xuan could only secretly envy him, for that teleportation technique was not a Buddhist magic, but a skill unique to his senior brother.

If you want to understand this, first experience a love tribulation.

Day two.

"Class, today we'll be learning."

Playing Cuju (ancient Chinese football), eating, reading in the library, tearing butterflies, teaching Xiaoqing (a female character), practicing meditation.

Day 3...Day 4...Day 5
(End of this chapter)