Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 171 The Avengers Have Arrived

As for the scripture, it's the "Prajnaparamita Sutra of Radiant Light." In Buddhism, anything with the word "Prajna" in its name is of high rank. If absorbed into the Pure Land, it might even add another Maitreya Hall.

Just as he was lost in his daydreams, he suddenly became depressed again.

This white lotus is truly hated by everyone.

If a mere Dharma King would cause such a commotion, wouldn't the entire lineage of the religious leader have to be mobilized? And what about the Holy Father?
"Even though we aspire to the light, sometimes we are misunderstood by the world when we step on light-colored lotus flowers."

"I will redefine white when I am invincible."

We shouldn't go out now. Let's keep thinking about that brocade box and Gan Jiang and Mo Xie.

He had already made some progress on the patterns on the box, which were recorded on some tattered bamboo slips in the library.

After reviewing the ancient texts, Xu Xuan arrived at the Stele Forest to oversee the construction.

Let's see if Ji has been slacking off. If he has, let's invite all the classmates he offended to give him a good talking-to.

Even a bad horse can be trained into a thoroughbred. From now on, please call me Xu, the genetically modified horse expert.

From a distance, the Stele Forest looked quite lively, like a construction site, with Zao Tongxue, Ning Caichen, and Ji Rui all making clanging noises.

The spiritual realm was also bustling with activity. Early-class student, brimming with righteous spirit, radiated a vast and vigorous masculine warmth, like the rising sun. The unwavering loyalty forged in the blood of death was merging with this transformed scholar.

Ning Caichen's fortune, tinged with blue and purple, was rising steadily, as if he had broken some kind of shackle, but he was trapped by an unknown obstacle. Could it be that there was still a love tribulation ahead?

Even Ji Rui, who was usually quite normal, was no longer normal; his aura remained the same, unchanged.

However, his fate in Guo Bei was one of certain death, and logically, there should have been a strong change after such a difficult time.

So your fortune is the strangest, Ji.

Xu Xuan decided to do more research. That's how cultivation is; the more you see, the more you realize you don't know.

He thought that staying on the mountain and not going out would be safe, but in reality, the tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not stop.

People have been eyeing him for a while now.

Many people come and go in Qiantang County, but those who can settle in the city are considered to be living a very good life.

A new clinic opened in the county recently, and the doctor in charge is an elderly man with only one arm.

He had an ordinary appearance, somewhat cloudy eyes, and nothing particularly outstanding about him.

However, his medical skills are truly remarkable; even just observing, he seems to be very proficient in using traditional Chinese medicine methods such as acupuncture and herbal medicine.

This man was none other than Lei Huan, who had fled Taiyuan Prefecture in defeat. After changing his appearance, he sneaked back into Qiantang County and used the savings he had plundered along the way to open this clinic, which he casually named Baoan Hall.

He has traveled extensively throughout the country for many years and is proficient in witchcraft and sorcery, so it is not surprising that he also knows medicine.

Moreover, for a spiritual practitioner, disguising themselves as a doctor is the most suitable profession.

They could come into contact with both high-ranking officials and ordinary people, and they had a natural affinity for information.

More importantly, you don't have to suffer.

Having served as a county magistrate for decades, it would be really boring to pretend to be an insignificant person.

With his extraordinary medical skills, he has recently made quite a splash. He can't bring the dead back to life or heal broken bones, so he can only treat infertility.

"Master Li, I've heard that Chongqi Academy still offers admission opportunities for students from poor families? I have a distant cousin..."

"Then you've come to the right person. These are all from Instructor Xu."

Lei Huan wanted to ask about this Instructor Xu, the bastard who swindled him out of his second sum of money last time.

Although that guy wasn't a good person, he was also the kind of person that evil people liked to break through.

If I get the chance this time, I'll definitely take down this idiot.

By then, everything that happened in the academy will be clear, and we might even be able to retrieve Gan Jiang and Mo Xie in the simplest way.

Lord Lei's fighting spirit is extremely high; anything that can't kill him will only make him stronger!
Meanwhile, the Painted Skin Demon wasn't idle either.

On her way south, she stole a new human skin, put it on, and changed her name to Li Jiao'er.

This woman was originally a prostitute from Qinghe County in the north. She was later redeemed by a high-ranking official, but she did not uphold the virtues of womanhood and had an affair with the official's brother-in-law.

After the official's death, he conspired with his niece and younger brother to steal a large amount of valuables. Unexpectedly, Lei Huan, who was traveling south along the way, saw the valuables and lost his life as a result.

After picking and choosing, the Painted Skin Ghost selected the most complete one.

Li Jiao'er's appearance can only be described as beautiful, but her temperament is extremely charming and even somewhat wanton.

Slightly overweight, she used some methods to tighten her skin and enhance her appearance. Upon arriving in Qiantang, she naturally returned to her old profession on a pleasure boat—a case of path dependence.

He was intelligent, playful, and quick-witted. His actions were even more unrestrained than those of the Indians, which was quite rare in the Jiangnan region.

She instantly became a well-known top star.

If it's hard to get into an academy, then wait for the students from the academy to come down; these kinds of places of pleasure are most favored by scholars.
It wouldn't be a bad idea to charm a few stupid guys to extract information, or even threaten them to steal the sword.

That way, he could repay Lord Lei's kindness and remove the poisonous curse imprinted on his body.

Bad guys form alliances using very direct and effective methods.

Before Chongqi's ten-day leave was even over, the number of wealthy merchants and VIPs coming and going increased day by day, and the Painted Skin Ghost was quite happy here and didn't want to leave.

Compared to Taiyuan Prefecture in the north, patrons in the south were much more generous with money.

It greatly satisfied his sense of professional accomplishment.

So far, I've been quite satisfied with Qiantang, except for the somewhat suppressed appetite.

After all, the security here is relatively good, and there is a risk in randomly consuming human hearts.

Lord Lei was strict in his demands, but he couldn't help himself.

Eating a few occasionally shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of that steaming hot heart, the Painted Skin Demon drooled with joy.

"Just one, only one!"

So, in the middle of the night, a female ghost silently walked through the alleys of Qiantang, searching for prey.

When I arrived in Jiangnan, my palate became more discerning. The heart meat from poor families wasn't very good, either in terms of chewiness or taste.

Sometimes it would jump into someone else's bedroom to take a look, and sometimes it would pick through a bunch of fleshworms.

The South is truly conservative, so much so that even this monster is somewhat impacted by its unrestrained nature.

"This one is too thin, that one is too skinny, and the other one is too greasy."

"This looks good, it smells delicious."

As we all know, any villainous group or alliance will inevitably encounter unexpected events if anyone tries to let loose.

The Painted Skin Demon also made a mistake that even villains make.

They chose a man from among several men and women.

Magistrate Song was recently integrating the resources of the prominent families in the city to prepare for the dredging work, but an accident occurred right at the beginning.

A young master from a minor noble family died, and his heart was ripped out.

This is a serious incident, a truly serious incident. The county constable is to be dispatched to investigate immediately.

Fortunately, the site was sealed off immediately due to public opinion issues, which allowed us to see some of the actual scene.

Zhao Hu forced himself to endure the nausea and returned to the county office to report.

boom!
"How can these good-for-nothings be so unrestrained?"

"This is utterly outrageous! Don't they know the name of Song Qingtian?!"

It's unclear whether they're referring to the murderer or the men and women involved.

Now that Yu Gong is not here, excluding Chongqi Academy, Jintian Academy, and some aristocratic families, he has the final say in this small area!

Zhao Hu led dozens of constables directly to the armory and took out the guesthouse. It's unclear when, but these long weapons have almost become standard issue.

Lei Huan sat in the clinic, numb with the commotion outside.

I've said it so many times: if you want to eat people, go outside the city. There are so many poor people who don't eat you, but you eat the powerful and wealthy. No wonder you were almost beaten to death in Taiyuan Prefecture.

And this Qiantang is also sick. Is it really necessary to send so many people to patrol the streets after one scumbag died?
He had a premonition that this attempt to seize the sword might not go smoothly.

Fortunately, the Painted Skin Ghost didn't cause any more trouble before the academy's ten-day break.

The most urgent task now is to capture that Instructor Xu.

　Perhaps because I haven't rested for too long, I can feel that my creative state has been severely affected. I'll only be posting two updates today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)