Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 268 - 267: Even a Dog Has Its Master! (2nd Update)

Chapter 268: Chapter 267: Even a Dog Has Its Master! (2nd Update)

"Master Monk, this is an illusion, everything here is poisonous, you better watch out."

Mo Zhi couldn’t help rolling her eyes, feeling that these Xuanmen people were really foolish.

Master Jiechen didn’t bother to argue with a ghost, touched his belly which had slimmed down, and couldn’t help but think of the vegetarian meals at his sect.

Although his mouth still tasted the rotting flavor of grass, the feeling of hunger seemed to have diminished a bit.

In the past, people quenched their thirst by thinking of plums, now he, the great monk, wanted to appease his hunger by thinking of vegetarian food.

Suddenly, a harsh voice exploded next to Jiechen’s ears: "Evil Ghost, take this!"

Master Jiechen looked in the direction of the sound, only then did he see Mo Zhi, who had drifted far away, facing a familiar face.

The person looked terrified, yet adamant not to retreat, holding a Magic Artifact, as if wanting to perish together with Mo Zhi.

Master Jiechen: ...

Mo Zhi glanced at the person wanting to confront her, holding a copper coin sword, wishing she could poke countless holes in her with that sword.

She couldn’t help but rolled her eyes; if it weren’t for Yun Ran, she would have transformed already, scaring the person in front of her to death.

"Idiot!"

After cursing, Mo Zhi didn’t attack the person, but flew back next to Master Jiechen: "Control your people!"

After all, she was a Ghost General. It’s only in front of Master Yun Ran that she was slightly timid. If she showed timidity in front of others, she wouldn’t deserve to mingle.

"Brother Leng!"

Leng Hu thought he was going to perish here today, trapped in an illusion and encountering an unfathomable ghost.

Unexpectedly, the ghost didn’t attack him, and if he hadn’t seen it wrongly, the female ghost seemed to have rolled her eyes at him.

Having seen much in many years, his mind couldn’t quite react to the current scenario.

Only after hearing a familiar voice did he see the somewhat disheveled Master Jiechen.

However, seeing Master Jiechen standing with the female ghost, his first thought was that this illusion was indeed tricky, even involving ’insiders’ to deceive him.

Leng Hu’s face darkened, remembering that he had already written his will, at this moment he had no regrets and made up his mind.

He picked up his copper coin sword and charged, shouting, "I’ll stake my life fighting you demons!"

Master Jiechen felt this speechless last time was when several naughty disciples from his sect annoyed him.

"You still owe me three Magic Artifacts, when will you return them!"

Leng Hu’s charging motion suddenly paused, and his expression changed.

Then he tentatively asked, "Are you human?"

Master Jiechen usually doesn’t roll his eyes at people, unless he really can’t help it: "Your eyesight really needs training, you better practice well when you get back."

Looking at Leng Hu carrying a big bag, he was not polite and walked over: "Got anything to eat? Hurry up and give me some."

Leng Hu looked at Master Jiechen, who clearly didn’t mind minor details, different from the gentle monk he remembered.

His hand still tightly clutching his bag, he looked skeptically at him, then glanced at Mo Zhi, still rolling her eyes in the distance.

"King Covering the Earth Tiger?"

"Give me three for five!"

Upon hearing their last conversation from their last unhappy meeting, Leng Hu’s face flushed red, not knowing whether it was from shame or from congestion.

But he loosened his grip, watching Master Jiechen taking out the food from inside.

"You... How could you..."

Master Jiechen first drank a bottle of glucose solution before replying, "How could I be mingling with a female ghost?"

Leng Hu nodded.

"I advise you to treat her nicely, for she is a Ghost General, one slap from her could bury you deep in the ground without a way to dig yourself out!"

"What! Ghost General!!!"

Leng Hu’s voice suddenly rose a lot, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

Mo Zhi coldly glanced over, immediately releasing the ghost energy around her, rushing towards Leng Hu, who suddenly felt a suffocating sensation as if his heart was being gripped.

The redness in Leng Hu’s face that had been there just moments ago suddenly turned white.

Master Jiechen’s gaze suddenly sharpened: "Don’t forget the prohibition imposed on you!"

Mo Zhi snorted coldly, immediately retracting her ghost energy. She didn’t intend to kill the man; she just wanted to teach him a small lesson.

So what if she was a ghost? She was a ghost under the protection of a master, and even when striking a dog, one must look at its owner!

Watching Mo Zhi drifting away, Leng Hu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes filled with confusion, not knowing if he was afraid to experience that heart-gripping suffocation again, he didn’t dare to ask.

"Don’t provoke her; although she’s a Ghost General, she can’t randomly harm innocent people. If you see her in the future, pretend you haven’t."

Master Jiechen didn’t disclose the relationship between Mo Zhi and Yun Ran, regardless of what Yun Ran was planning, at least this matter shouldn’t be spoken from his lips.

Whatever Yun Ran decides in the future is her own affair; what he could do is to warn those around him not to seek death.

Once Leng Hu heard this, he understood the implication from Master Jiechen; this ghost had a significant background, and he immediately lost his curiosity.

As a member of the Special Administration Bureau, he knew better than anyone that sometimes, excessive curiosity could lead to an early death.

After Master Jiechen had his fill, he then turned to Leng Hu: "What’s the situation outside now?"

After Leng Hu recounted the events, Master Jiechen fell into contemplation, clearly taking the words of the old herdsman seriously.

"Now, let’s find the others. We can’t just wait for rescue from outside."

Since Leng Hu could come in, naturally, they could find a way out.

Meanwhile, Yun Ran finally found the grave of the old Taoist priest mentioned by the old herdsman.

If it weren’t for her deducing that a person with great Merit was buried here, she would hardly believe that a wise man died here anonymously.

Not even a tombstone was present; she did not know if he had a name in life, but he certainly didn’t after death.

[Host, this person was endowed with great merit, yet this place is desolate; it doesn’t seem like a feng shui treasure land at all.]

"Do you think, the place where the Illusion is, that it has been incident-free all these years by mere coincidence?"

The desolation here only proves one thing – this meritorious old Taoist, no longer able to protect his resting place post-mortem.

[Host, do you mean that this old Taoist had laid out plans before his death, using his own Qi Fortune and merit to suppress the master of that Illusion?]

"From the clues we have at the moment, that seems to be the case."

Ginsengfruit, now deeply respectful toward the unknown old Taoist.

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