My Master is the Real Boss – Chapter 105

Chapter 105: Ghost King

Illusion?

Ghostly cover for the eyes!

Pulled by An Wensheng, he instantly sobered up. Xiang Jiannan, holding his wine cup, looked at the middle-aged man again.

His face was thin, with a smiling expression. No matter how you looked at him, he seemed like a refined scholar. His appearance seemed to have changed, greatly different from when he first saw him.

The more he looked, the stranger the middle-aged man’s appearance seemed to become.

“Brother, what are you saying?”

Even though An Wensheng’s voice was very low, the middle-aged man still heard it. He saw him finish his wine in one gulp, and when he looked at the two of them again, his expression was a bit helpless.

“I wanted to let you eat your fill before you set off, why did you have to make things clear so early?”

“Our land of bliss should have executioners.”

With a “shua” sound, all the congratulatory people disappeared in response. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, Xiang Jiannan only felt a chill rise around him again.

A large group of soldiers wearing armor, with only their eye sockets exposed, suddenly appeared in front of him. At the same time, the wooden table that was originally in front of him also disappeared. The manor did not change, but the atmosphere changed from festive to terrifying.

The soldiers who appeared were all carrying rusty weapons of various lengths. They had now surrounded him and An Wensheng in the very center.

Except for the middle-aged man, who looked indifferent, the other two’s reactions were very different.

Having lost the seat beneath his buttocks, Xiang Jiannan was already sitting on the ground, looking up at the spears being extended towards him. Instead, his heart was as calm as water. At this time, making a fuss would definitely be useless. As long as the middle-aged man didn’t speak, he was at least safe. The only thing he needed to worry about was that it wouldn’t last too long.

Adjusting his gaze to look at An Wensheng, he saw that he was eating a chicken leg with great relish. His body was still in a sitting position, and after taking two bites, he even crossed his legs.

The things created by ghostly lies, could they actually be out of control?

Seeing An Wensheng looking at ease under the middle-aged man’s gaze, Xiang Jiannan glanced at him a couple of times and wanted to stand up from the ground. He moved a few times and saw that he was not being blocked, so he then sat cross-legged on the ground. This way of sitting was influenced by his master, and it was quite comfortable once in a while.

He saw that the middle-aged man seemed to be waiting for An Wensheng’s reaction, looking up at the two of them. Suddenly, he felt that he was superfluous.

According to his understanding, An Wensheng shouldn’t have been able to eat that chicken leg. Could it be because of his cultivation level that he was able to grab a real object when the middle-aged man removed everything? There should only be this one explanation. This middle-aged man and An Wensheng were both ghosts.

In this world of the Great Zhou Dynasty, “ghostly lies” was not just an idiom. When his master mentioned the attack methods of ghosts to him, he had emphasized these four words.

Similar to the Confucian concept of “words become law,” “ghostly lies” was a unique type of magic possessed by ghosts with high Daoist Cultivation. Both use words to achieve certain things. He was not very clear about the difference between the two at the moment. If An Wensheng hadn’t reminded him just now, he would have almost fallen for the middle-aged man’s trick.

These “ghostly lies” were not as simple as the illusion he had previously thought. To be able to wake up to this was already not easy.

“I am the local City God, are you sure you want to fight this official?”

Chewing the chicken bones until nothing was left, An Wensheng was momentarily drumming his heart, not expecting that the Little Taoist would be in such a miserable state.

Unable to see through even “ghostly lies,” this Little Taoist’s cultivation still needed to be further improved. It wasn’t that he hadn’t investigated Xiang Jiannan, but when he pulled him over, he was actually taking a chance. The Old Taoist Priest said that his disciple was very capable, and as a close friend, he naturally chose to believe it.

Still not getting up, this really makes this City God feel worried.

“For no good reason…give me your life!”

Turning his head to glance at Xiang Jiannan, the middle-aged man had already transformed into a skeleton. The scholar’s robe he was wearing had turned into a suit of armor, and after standing up, a Guan Yu’s Blade appeared in his hand.

Holding the handle with both his left and right hands, he made a horizontal slash at An Wensheng. The blade brought with it a gust of Yin Wind, which blew Xiang Jiannan backward.

Such a strong killing intent. You are the real executioner.

With no time to worry about An Wensheng’s safety, Xiang Jiannan shrank his neck and could no longer pay attention to the soldiers around him. The Green Qi in his hand suddenly appeared, and he struck at the middle-aged man in front of him. As the Green Qi that he sent out touched the armor, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. The large blade that was halfway through its swing also stopped inexplicably.

The blade was only a few inches away from him as he stood up. An Wensheng had long since disappeared.

Ka-cha!

He only heard a series of noises coming from behind him. Xiang Jiannan looked back sharply at the middle-aged man, who seemed to have turned into stone. He just saw a few dark eye sockets about to make zero contact with him. Without thinking, he raised his hand and threw out a talisman paper.

The talisman paper he had searched out from his master’s room was not very numerous, so he had to use it sparingly.

“Kill!”

After the talisman paper was attached, Xiang Jiannan pushed him, almost causing him to fall. The ghost soldier who had regained his footing immediately let out an angry roar.

The various weapons that were originally silent all moved. There was nowhere to hide. In the next second, they could easily put this Little Taoist Xiang Jiannan to death.

Pa pa pa!

Just as Xiang Jiannan was panicking and didn’t know where to look first, the formation of soldiers surrounding him was suddenly scattered. Watching An Wensheng rushing over like a wisp of smoke, the area around Xiang Jiannan finally became empty again.

An Wensheng, who had reappeared in front of him, had already changed into an official robe. He seemed to be holding a token in his hand. As soon as it touched the ghost soldiers, they would instantly turn into a wisp of white smoke.

The City God kills ghosts, leaving no bones behind.

“What are you still spacing out for? Hurry up and greet them.”

Waving the token, he was like he was in an uninhabited land among the ghost soldiers. He was injured by the weapons several times, but An Wensheng seemed to be completely fine. His methods were not as flashy as the officials under the Prefectural City God, but they were effective.

Like a hot knife through butter, he quickly resolved most of the ghost soldiers in the garden. When Xiang Jiannan felt that he was even more superfluous, he remembered the middle-aged man who had stopped inexplicably. His body was not completely turned around when a dark blade appeared in his vision again.

He’s alive again!

Jumping and dodging the Guan Yu’s Blade that was slashed at him, Xiang Jiannan’s heart was crying out in alarm. If he had been a few seconds slower, he would probably have been decapitated by now. The large blade was being wielded very quickly in the hands of the former middle-aged man. If one slash didn’t hit, he would immediately change his moves.

Changing from a slash to a pick, attacking him from top to bottom.

Bang bang bang!

Moving his body and constantly dodging, Xiang Jiannan would occasionally counterattack while panting. However, his attack methods were limited. All he could use was Green Qi. All of them were blocked by the large blade that was closely following him. After several rounds, it was completely useless.

The feeling at this time was completely different from the night he encountered the Woman in White. This damn oppressive feeling made him frequently lose his footing.

“Kill, kill, kill!”

Wielding the large blade as if he would never tire, as all the ghost soldiers in the garden were resolved by An Wensheng, Xiang Jiannan was still being chased around like a chicken with its head cut off. In his panic, he only heard the wind coming very quickly by his ear. He pulled out his horsetail whisk and raised his hand to block.

A metallic collision sound rang out. The next moment, he was pushed far away by a huge force. He rolled on the ground several times before his body barely came to a stop.

“Taoist, you should have infinite magical power, and you should be able to beat this Ghost King until he is reduced to ashes.”

After Xiang Jiannan was knocked down, An Wensheng immediately moved closer to block, and soon after said a sentence to the Little Taoist.

He had also just been defeated by the Guan Yu’s Blade. The two of them looked more disheveled than the other.

“What are you saying?”

At this time, Xiang Jiannan only felt that An Wensheng was a bit funny. Xiang Jiannan had been paying attention to the large blade that was slowly approaching.

I would like to do that, but the problem is that I don’t have that kind of strength. If you can do it, then you go ahead, don’t BB.

“Ghostly lies, I just want to try it on you.”

His face showed no discouragement after one move failed. When An Wensheng stood up, black Qi surrounded him:

“This Ghost King is afraid of the Green Qi you summon. As long as you avoid the Guan Yu’s Blade in his hand, the two of us will still have a chance. Wait a moment and act according to my signal.”

After speaking, the token in his hand flipped up and down, and a few lines of writing vaguely appeared in front of him.