CHAPTER 341: CHAPTER 338: THE RISE OF THE BLUE GAUZE CURTAIN

"Wanted to see me?"

The mountain lord’s words made the Five Evil Gods slightly contemplative. Despite everything, he could not ignore the mountain lord’s words, especially when they seemed to hint at something.

But reaching his level, he could perceive matters clearly. This time, he had also deliberated carefully, so how could he be frightened by such a statement? Instead, he let out a chilling laugh. "I’ve been here all along. Why has he hidden away, never showing himself?"

"He’s only sent a small Hall Officer over to cause trouble. What, does he really think I cherish old ties and wouldn’t tear off the last bit of their family’s dignity?"

As he spoke, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. The atmosphere in the scene turned colder bit by bit. Just a moment ago, he was furious, his evil aura overflowing. Now that the mountain lord had appeared, he no longer seemed as aggressive as before, yet the pressure he brought to the surroundings was even greater.

CLANG! CLANG! JINGLE! JANGLE!

Though he remained still and calm, the countless bizarre shadows around him suddenly began to move.

The Evil Gods on the move, followed by a hundred ghosts. These little ghost servants were usually offered incense by the Guest; in life, they served incense, and in death, they continued to serve the Guest.

Where there were no Ghost Caves, people often met this kind of fate.

The Five Evil Gods carried a heavy evil aura, and places that worshiped him were often filled with this malevolence, causing early destruction. Thus, the Vengeful Ghosts serving him were far more numerous than those around ordinary Guests, traveling with many ghosts.

It could be said that countless villages and hamlets might offer Worship for hundreds of years around their fire pits, yet they wouldn’t accumulate as many grudges as those accompanying such a Guest.

They emerged one by one from beneath his robe, their heads bobbing. Since this day marked the Five Evil Master’s wedding, each was painted with red and green, appearing both comical and terrifying.

They crawled quickly, stirring up an untold amount of yin wind, making the whole town seem infested with his little ghosts. Many acted amusingly yet menacingly, pressing step by step toward the Seventh Aunt and the mountain lord.

"The reason he hasn’t shown himself yet is that he’s still giving his old servant one last chance."

Facing this village full of little ghosts, the mountain lord merely sat quietly and sighed softly. "But seeing your behavior, are you determined to rebel completely?"

"I have already left the Path, how can I betray?"

The voice of the Five Evil Ghosts suddenly reverberated throughout the village. "You’ve stayed with that family too long. Afraid you’ve caught their idiocy, right?"

With a loud shout, the little ghosts around suddenly turned vicious, crying out wildly, rushing toward the mountain lord, the Seventh Aunt, Hu Ma, and the contented horse at the main table.

"If this is so, then what to do is up to that one to decide!"

The mountain lord spoke gently, seemingly expressing regret, though it was clear he intended the words for Hu Ma sitting beside him. At the same time, he lightly tapped the table.

The Five Evil Gods did not truly expect to crush the little Hall Officer or the horse so loyal to the Hu Family in one go. Instead, he wanted to force the mountain lord’s hand, to see how far the mountain lord dared to act at that moment.

Children fighting, afraid of being scolded at home, would always bump into each other, waiting to see who couldn’t bear it and struck first.

Reaching a certain position, it was quite the same.

Upon seeing the mountain lord’s reaction, he immediately focused. But unexpectedly, the mountain lord’s light tap on the table revealed a misty ashen glow, threads of green fabric weaving in from outside Yellow Dog Village.

At this moment, hearing Hu Ma’s words, Little Hongtang, hiding outside the village, was somewhat surprised to raise her small arm.

The green butterfly knot tied by the mountain lord on her arm was swiftly untying itself, transforming into a wisp of green cloth, flying into Yellow Dog Village.

As it flew, it grew longer and wider, transforming into a green drapery ten meters wide and immeasurably long. It wove itself into layers, isolating the evil spirits, humans, altar envoys, ghosts, and the Five Evils within Yellow Dog Village.

Seeing this change, everyone was astonished, except Little Hongtang, who pouted slightly unhappily.

This butterfly knot was so ugly, I had just gotten used to it. But how could the mountain lord grandpa, who was so generous, take back something he had given?

This green cloth was initially left by the green-clothed evil ghost.

Normally, when encountering the Five Evil Gods’ malevolence, it wouldn’t withstand a strike. Yet, now with the mountain lord’s Mana supporting it, it could become a cage, trapping the Five Evil Gods and isolating the ghosts and others in various places.

When the Five Evil Master saw this, his anger was evident as he sharply shouted, "You..."

Within the swirling green curtain, the mountain lord calmly looked at him, saying, "I forgot to tell you, the one who invited me here is not to deal with you, but to prevent you from fleeing..."

"Run away..."

Moments ago, those attending the flowing banquet were thrown into chaos, scattering in all directions.

The evil spirits, though seated at the tables and having offered wedding money, had been forcibly detained. The villagers, already cowed by the pervasive malevolence, hadn’t dared to move. But now, with the green cloth separating them, they all frantically fled.

They didn’t know who had arrived to contend with the Five Evil Gods, but common folk understood they couldn’t afford to provoke beings of such caliber.

A mere breath from such beings could send lesser folk reeling; the slightest touch, and their souls might scatter.

"Oh dear..."

In the chaos, the Seventh Aunt suddenly let out a panicked cry. Finally catching her breath after being frightened, she hurriedly tried to hide under the table, shouting, "I’m doomed, I’m doomed, I’ve encountered a big one..."

"Better run for your life..."

Hu Ma was momentarily helpless. Ducking his head under the table, he advised, "Seventh Aunt, why panic? They’re just making a big fuss. Where’s your usual grand presence?"

"No matter how fierce they fight, you must remember, who was it that immediately sat at the main table when they arrived here?"

"The one from the mountains, didn’t he just sit below you a moment ago?"

The Seventh Aunt blinked. "Huh?"

Seeing Hu Ma’s gentle smile, the confidence that the Seventh Aunt had lost was slowly restored.

In this family, the Seventh Aunt had always been the shrewdest. Back when this family moved here with the Eighth Aunt, the Eighth Aunt was soon killed, leaving the family in constant fear.

Wasn’t it my great ability that led the family to settle here, avenge her death, and even achieve cultivation?

In any village, wouldn’t people Worship this family today?

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. So she cautiously emerged from under the table. Relieved when no one seemed to notice, she said, "Little shopkeeper, what should we do now?"

Hu Ma replied, "We’ll go talk sense with them!"

At his command, two plump weasels carried over the paper sedan. With the sound of pipes blaring, Hu Ma led the slightly disappointed horse, following the Seventh Aunt. They carried gusts of yin wind with them as they strutted through the green drapery.

The little ghosts attending the Five Evil Ghosts dared not disobey in his presence. Now separated by the green drapery, their courage waned. Fleeing hurriedly at the sight of the Seventh Aunt, the yin wind swirled around them.

The Seventh Aunt now indeed felt grand. She even lit her pipe, leaning smugly against the sedan, basking in her self-importance.

"Blessed by fate, yet you defy the Five Evil Master?"

On their path, they saw the Wealth Evil Altar Envoy angrily charging at someone, shouting harshly, "A wife defying her husband is unforgivable! I’ll take you to the Five Evil Master’s temple to serve as a guardian spirit!"

His move was vicious, his blade aiming directly for Aunt Zhang’s heart.

An Evil Ghost taking a bride; her death marked the ceremony’s success!

As a Negative Spirit, and Aunt Zhang not being a walking ghost who had set up an altar, she had no chance at such close quarters.

Just then, a cold laugh was heard from behind.

The Wealth Evil Altar Envoy was shocked. He quickly turned around, sweeping his sleeves to reveal a golden and a silver doll. They opened their mouths, exhaling toward Hu Ma and the Seventh Aunt on the sedan.

The wealth energy confused one’s senses, and these golden and silver dolls, refined into Evil Treasure, possessed formidable Mana.

Four Ghosts Salute!

Yet Hu Ma, facing the golden and silver dolls, was prepared. Before they could expel the sinister energy, he bowed respectfully. A surge of yin qi instantly erupted around him.

His bow not only summoned his own yin qi but also stirred the surrounding malevolence, causing it to surge forward like a river current.

The golden and silver energies were swept back; the doll pair fell to the ground, wailing.

Seizing the moment, Hu Ma advanced, delivering a Big Monument Breaking Hand move onto the Wealth Evil Altar Envoy’s forehead. He hadn’t even used his full set of trump cards, yet his body was already paralyzed. As Hu Ma slowly withdrew his palm, the Wealth Evil Altar Envoy also slowly collapsed to the ground.

With this fall, the obstruction standing between Aunt Zhang and Hu Ma was removed.

Aunt Zhang saw the little shopkeeper’s face before her. For a moment, she was dazed, her emotions indescribable.

Hu Ma, however, extended a hand with a smile, gently helping her up. He said, "Aunt, who said that matters within the Walking Ghost Sect had no one to manage?"

The impact of this statement was indescribable. Aunt Zhang felt a dizzying surge of uncontainable emotion well up inside her. So many words bubbled within her, yet they caught in her throat.

Then, Hu Ma casually stepped aside, pointing to the Seventh Aunt behind him. "Look..."

"Isn’t our savior here?"