I train Batman in a horror world

Not all exorcising ghosts goes as smoothly as Bruce Wayne's process.

When Bruce led the wandering ghosts to the hilltop where the Eight Trigrams Formation was set up...

Before the group of possessed ghosts behind them could react to what was happening, they were swept into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

Bruce knew they had been taken away by the magical artifact, so he wasn't too worried.

But some unclaimed ghosts are different.

They had never seen anything like this before and instinctively wanted to flee the area.

As a result, they forgot who the people who were staying there were.

Upon seeing the yellow coats, the ghosts panicked even more and began to flee.

The Taoist priests, of course, wouldn't stand still foolishly. They each took out their ritual implements and began to exorcise the ghosts using their own methods.

Like Uncle Nine, he was holding a magical artifact that looked like a gourd or a large vat.

He stretched out a hand and moved it back and forth at the cave entrance, and several fleeing ghosts were drawn inside.

Some Taoist priests held up several flags and waved them vigorously to take away the ghosts.

Of course, the most attention-grabbing one has to be the eldest brother.

This guy swung two lightning whips and, without saying a word, started smashing them at the group of wandering ghosts!

「!?」

Even ghosts couldn't scare Bruce too much.

At that moment, his face turned red with fright!

How could he do this?

Bruce exclaimed urgently, "These wandering, ownerless ghosts will never be reincarnated!"

Foul peeked out a bit of his ear and peeked out: "Not everyone is as easy to talk to as you. In other people's eyes, there's no difference between exterminating a ghost and collecting one."

"There is still a difference!"

Bruce stepped forward to try and stop the senior master's actions.

Not only him, but Uncle Nine also noticed the methods of his eldest brother.

Uncle Nine, carrying a large vat, came to Shi Jian's side and advised him:

"Senior Brother, please show mercy! Your Lightning Thunder Fist is powerful, but you didn't have to go this far!"

"Oh? You're going to stand up for them?"

Bruce then approached Uncle Nine and, upon hearing his senior uncle's words, couldn't help but say:

"This isn't about whether you have the authority or not; it's that you don't need to resort to such methods at all!"

"Isn't this good enough?"

The disciple Shi Shaojian, standing beside his eldest brother, said, "To prevent them from wandering aimlessly in the future!"

Bruce was angered by those words.

He glared at his "senior brother," looking fierce like a little tiger.

Especially since the other party still harbors resentment, Bruce felt an urge to strike him with lightning just by looking at him!

But he won't do that, at least not now.

Their argument naturally reached the ears of the other Taoist priests nearby.

Seeing this, they could only work even harder to collect these fleeing ghosts and spirits, in order to prevent their senior brother from unleashing his fury again.

......

After all the wandering ghosts on the mountaintop had been taken away.

This Maoshan Conference has now come to an end.

The Taoist priest who caused the trouble immediately expressed his gratitude to everyone, and then left with his disciple.

Bruce and Uncle Nine hadn't left yet; they stayed inside to offer incense to the ancestral master.

Bruce couldn't stand it any longer when it came time to offer incense.

"If our ancestor is watching from heaven, why doesn't he send down a bolt of lightning to strike them down?!" Bruce said angrily.

"They" naturally refers to the eldest master and his disciple.

The resentment emanating from them was genuine.

The exorcism is so ruthless.

Even someone as temperamental as Bruce felt that the two of them were far too extreme!

"I don't know, maybe it will be chopped, maybe it won't." Uncle Nine shook his head.

"Ha, what you said is like a revelation!" Foul poked his head out.

"You still dare to come out now?" Uncle Nine said with a sidelong glance.

"Why wouldn't I dare? I haven't done anything wrong."

Not only did Holmes stick his head out, but he also deliberately stretched out his two claws and tugged at his ears, completely ignoring the fact that Uncle Nine and Bruce were worshipping a Taoist patriarch.

"I think it will still be cleaved," Foul suddenly said.

"Why?" Bruce asked curiously.

"Think about it, other Taoist priests use magical artifacts to subdue ghosts, but this senior brother simply uses thunder magic to destroy them. Others cultivate Taoism, but he cultivates immortality."

Fowler shook his head and said, "Sooner or later, won't the heavenly lightning of tribulation fall on his head?"

Bruce felt like he had just listened to a bunch of nonsense.

The tribulation is such a distant thing, who knows when it will happen?

Even if it really happened to the eldest master, that would be the eldest master's business.

What does this have to do with his apprentice?

The resentment and such haven't been resolved, have they?

Bruce also learned that the resentment entwined around his senior apprentice was due to the influence of his disciple!

Just then, the door to the altar was pushed open.

"Junior brother, you're still here?" Shi Jian asked in surprise.

"Senior Brother."

Uncle Nine glanced at Shih Kin, then at Bruce, who was already bristling with anger beside him.

He sighed inwardly for a while.

Taking advantage of the other party's apprentice's absence, Uncle Nine couldn't help but say:

"Senior brother, I've noticed a lot of resentment clinging to your disciple. What's going on?"

"..."

Shi Jian was taken aback at first, then said calmly, "Young man, full of youthful vigor, got tainted by some unclean things because of an accident. I have already reprimanded him, and he will restrain himself in the future."

Uncle Nine frowned: "But that resentment—"

Shi Jian raised his hand, interrupting Uncle Jiu's speech: "Junior brother, as his master, of course I know what to do."

The implication is simple.

It's none of your business, you don't need to worry about it.

Bruce was so agitated he was practically breathing out hot air. He tried to speak, but Uncle Nine pulled him away from there.

"Alright, I trust you know what you're doing. We'll be going now."

"Take care and don't bother seeing me off."

We went outside.

Bruce looked like a troublemaking kid being led around by Uncle Nine, his face full of anger.

"He's covering for someone!"

"That disciple is, after all, his son."

"?!" Bruce was shocked, but then suddenly it didn't seem so strange.

Uncle Nine pulled Bruce to a secluded corner, then let go of his hand and said bluntly.

"Are you going to get involved in this?" Uncle Nine asked.

"Yes." Bruce nodded.

Uncle Nine was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply.

He bent down and whispered something in Bruce's ear that no one else could hear.

After he finished speaking...

Bruce's face showed obvious anxiety.

"Uncle Jiu, it's me—"

"Let's leave it at that for now."

Uncle Nine waved his hand, said nothing more, and left on his own.

Bruce stood there alone, his expression complex.

At that moment, Foul jumped out from his shoulder and whispered something in his ear.

......

After offering incense, Shi Jian went to the house where his disciple lived.

Upon entering.

His apprentice and son stood up instantly.

"father."

Snapped!

Shi Jian slapped his son across the face. "How many times have I told you? You need to know when to stop!"

Shi Shaojian looked aggrieved: "What did I do now?"

Shi Jian asked, "Do you know you've been discovered?!"

"Who?"

"My junior apprentice collected foreign dolls!"

Shi Shaojian squinted and thought for a moment. The foreign guy seemed to be called Bruce, and his Taoist name was quite funny, Bat.

Therefore, he subconsciously said, "What are children afraid of...?"

Shi Jian immediately widened his eyes: "Huh!?"

Shi Shaojian was, after all, Shi Jian's son and knew his father's temperament.

He lowered his head and whispered, "I'll restrain myself."

"..."

Shi Jian sighed heavily and turned to leave.