Chapter 647: Chapter 194: The Fury of Daoist Priest Fan! Crossing a Red Line! (A 10,000-word mega Chapter, please subscribe)_4
Although he could vaguely guess that the people he had sent over were definitely not going to survive,
he had not expected them to die so miserably.
’Amitabha, Immeasurable Heavenly Honored, if their wronged souls are to seek someone, let them find these Blood Gu Sect people, not me, Amitabha, Amitabha.’
These were the words that the Magistrate of Qiulong County repeated to himself, naturally knowing he had done something wrong; thus, he was afraid that the wronged souls of the common people would come after him.
At that moment, a voice filled with panic and confusion came from outside: "Disaster! Disaster!!"
The sudden voice interrupted the thoughts of the middle-aged man and the Magistrate of Qiulong County.
Making the eyebrows of both men involuntarily frown.
The Magistrate of Qiulong County hurriedly offered a flattering smile and said, "Sir, please sit here for a moment, I’ll go outside and see exactly what’s happened."
"Hmm." The middle-aged man nodded slightly.
Then, the Magistrate of Qiulong County scurried out.
For a magistrate of a county city to stoop to such a low level, to act like a dog for the Blood Gu Sect—it really was unprecedented.
"What’s the matter? What’s going on? You people outside, what’s all the shouting about?" The Magistrate of Qiulong County puffed out his belly and lifted his head with a haughty expression, berating them from outside: "If you disturb the gent’s leisure time, this Magistrate will have all of you thrown out to feed the dogs!"
"Sir! Magistrate Sir!" A government official from the yamen rushed in, panic-stricken, then collapsed to the ground with a thud and hurriedly reported, "There’s been a terrible accident! Qiulong... Qiu Long..."
The official, in the midst of anxiety and exhaustion, seemed to have trouble catching his breath as he spoke.
"You mother’s! Calm your breath before you speak!" The Magistrate of Qiulong County shouted fiercely, his face dark with anger.
The official took a few deep breaths in an effort to stabilise his breathing,
and only after regaining a measure of calm, did he relay what he had witnessed and heard.
"Magistrate Sir... Qiulong Temple! Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple is back! The disciple of that old Heavenly Master—he... he’s returned to Qiulong County!!" The official said hastily.
"Qiulong Temple? Fan Wu?" The Magistrate of Qiulong County was first stunned, then suddenly realized: "The disciple of that old Heavenly Master? Didn’t the man just disappear on that night? How has he returned?!"
The Magistrate of Qiulong County waved his hand and said: "Moreover, even if he has returned, what of it? Could it be that a proud disciple of an old Heavenly Master cannot see the situation in Qiulong County clearly?"
"There are only two paths before him: either join the Blood Gu Sect or be thrown into the Blood Pond!"
It was clear that some rumors regarding Fan Wu had not reached Qiulong County, this extremely remote place.
"No... it’s not that..." The official hurriedly said, "That Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple, he has already attacked us!"
The official spoke in terror: "He... he’s too powerful! I watched as he slapped the head of a Blood Gu Sect cultivator and exploded it with a single palm!"
"What??" The Magistrate of Qiulong County’s eyes widened in shock after hearing these words.
He gritted his teeth and said, "The disciple of that old Heavenly Master has attacked us, and you only tell me this crucial information now?"
"I... I wanted to say it earlier, but you kept interrupting..." the official weakly defended himself.
"Damn it!" The Magistrate of Qiulong County kicked the official, but because he did not maintain his balance, the kick not only knocked the official over but also caused him to fall as well.
"Ouch!" The Magistrate of Qiulong Temple, holding his sore back, told the frightened official, "You damn dog thing! Dare to talk back, huh!"
"Don’t you hurry and call more people over? Capture that disciple of the old Heavenly Master for me!"
"Yes... yes..." The official scrambled to his feet and hurried out.
Watching the retreating figure of the official, the Magistrate of Qiulong County recalled the several hundred taels of silver he had given Fan Wu, alongside the many land deeds, and grimaced in pain: "Had I known this guy was so ungrateful, I would have never given him these things in the first place!"
"But now that he has returned, let him go mining with that Yang Yizi and the Monk from Jinlong Temple!"
"Don’t blame me for not giving the old Heavenly Master face—it is you, this fellow, who is seeking your own death."
As the Magistrate of Qiulong County muttered to himself with a face full of resentment,
a faint sound of footsteps came from behind him.
He quickly turned his head to see that the middle-aged man had already walked out from inside.
The middle-aged man asked expressionlessly, "Old Heavenly Master of Qiulong Temple? Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple? Who are these two?"
The Magistrate of Qiulong County endured the pain in his waist.
Hurriedly picked himself up.
Answering obsequiously, he replied, "Sir, our Qiulong County has a Taoist Temple called Qiulong Temple, it’s one of the most famous Taoist Temples here. It was built by an old Heavenly Master named Fan Er, but that old Heavenly Master has passed away some time ago."
"And that old Heavenly Master, he was the most formidable ghost-catching Heavenly Master in Qiulong County! His only disciple, who has inherited the Qiulong Temple, is named Fan Wu."
