This Taoist Master is too Frivolous-Chapter 424 - 294: Goodbye, Lord of Fengdu City!

Chapter 424: Chapter 294: Goodbye, Lord of Fengdu City!

Soon, Xu Yang realized that he was overthinking.

Little Long Xiaoxue was as simple-minded as a blank sheet of paper; where would she have the scheming to intentionally test people’s hearts?

She was really drunk!

A flood dragon, with a total body length of over a hundred meters, eating two roast lambs and drinking like it was a feast… with just one bottle of beer, she was drunk!

Leaning against Xu Yang, she smacked her lips and muttered drunkenly, “I’m finally free.” “The delicacies of the human world are so delicious.” “Xu Yang is so handsome.”

Helpless, Xu Yang could only support Long Xiaoxue and walk out of the night market.

It was already close to 11 o’clock at night.

Although the nightlife in Wu City was livelier than other cities, it was still much worse than before.

On the streets, there were very few vehicles and pedestrians.

Xu Yang wanted to stop a taxi, but after waiting for four or five minutes, he couldn’t find one.

His Mercedes-Benz was in his storage space.

However, he was worried that Long Xiaoxue would vomit in his car, so he supported her and walked under the dim streetlights.

Suddenly.

A gust of demon wind blew past.

The empty street instantly became quiet.

Under the streetlight ahead, a long shadow appeared.

The shadow looked like a rat, swaying its tail, and seemed very eerie under the dim streetlights.

Xu Yang looked up and saw a nearly one-meter tall weasel standing in front of him.

It stood upright with two black eyes rolling around, eventually landing on Xu Yang. Its little front paws made a salute to Xu Yang, then turned three circles to the left and three circles to the right, saluted again, and spoke in human language, asking, “Young man, do I look like a human or a god to you?”

“…”

This sentence left Xu Yang dumbfounded.

As for the weasels, he naturally recognized them.

This creature is also called a yellow weasel or a yellow mongoose. It inhabits plains, marshes, river valleys, villages, cities, and mountainous areas. It is nocturnal, mainly feeding on rodents and occasionally other small mammals.

In folklore, weasels are also known as Yellow Immortals. Especially in the Northeast region, there is a saying about foxes, yellow, white, willow, and gray and refers to them as “Five Immortals.”

People from the Northeast Shamanism are especially good at “inviting the Five Immortals.”

Xu Yang had also heard about the matter of “a weasel blocking the road and asking for a seal.”

If you answer that it looks like a human, it will practice to become a human. If you say it looks like a god, although it won’t truly become a god, its cultivation will be further improved. If you say it looks like nothing, it has to continue practicing.

Xu Yang would naturally not answer according to the routine.

After a moment of surprise, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Where did this weasel come from, daring to block his path?

In response, the weasel asked, “Young man, why are you laughing? You haven’t answered my question yet?”

Xu Yang didn’t answer but asked in return, “Before I answer your question, you answer one of mine first… Do you recognize me?”

The weasel shook its head.

Xu Yang continued, “I knew you wouldn’t recognize me… I can tell that your cultivation took more than one or two days to achieve, so you can barely be considered a part of the Dao. In that case, even if you don’t recognize me… you should recognize the hammer in my hand, right?”

Xu Yang quietly pulled out a big iron hammer from his storage ring.

The black hammerhead, under the dim streetlight, emitted a hint of red luster, with sizzling sounds…

On it, a few wisp of electric arcs flickered.

The weasel stared at the big iron hammer in Xu Yang’s hand, first in a daze, then as if it had thought of something, its small eyes widened in shock, and it exclaimed, “Northwest Hammer King… Are you Master Xu?”

“Ding!”

“Yellow Mongoose is frightened, merit points +50, poison gas +1.”

“Ding!”

“Yellow Mongoose is frightened, merit points +50, poison gas +1.”

“Ding…”

There’s a saying: timid as a mouse.

The yellow mongoose was no exception.

As soon as it recognized Xu Yang’s identity, it knelt down on the ground, kowtowed in apology, and said, “Master Xu, Supreme Sage Xu, please have mercy and let me go… I didn’t mean to offend you…”

In one breath, it contributed “twenty” system notification sounds to Xu Yang.

This was not a big deal.

However, Xu Yang was shocked by the “poison gas” ability he brushed from the yellow mongoose, and immediately turned black with anger, yelling, “Get lost! If you dare block the road in Wu City again, I’ll break your dog legs!”

“Thank you, Master Xu!”

Only then did the weasel breathe a sigh of relief, stood up, and disappeared without a trace with a gust of demon wind.

This little incident didn’t affect Xu Yang’s mood.

As he continued supporting a heavily drunk Long Xiaoxue while walking on the sidewalk, his thoughts were submerged in the system attribute panel.

On the system attribute panel, besides the merit points increasing by 1000, there were no changes in the [Daoist Skills] and [Martial Arts] columns, which meant… the so-called “poison gas” was not martial arts or Daoist skills, but a special ability.

Xu Yang had acquired many such abilities before.

For example, “Golden Spear Won’t Fall,” “Qin Skills,” “Cooking Skills,” “Driving Skills,” “Xiao Skills,” etc., none were displayed on the attribute panel.

Xu Yang couldn’t help but think of the “Yellow Immortal’s” abilities.

The “Yellow Immortal” had two abilities.

First, it was “Possession.”

There are plenty of such examples among the people, and some even claim to have seen it with their own eyes.

A perfectly sane person suddenly goes mad and starts talking nonsense, saying things like “I didn’t steal your chicken; why did you block my hole?” to a crowd.

Or something like “My name is Huang and I live in the east mountains. Remember to bring us food every day, and I’ll protect you. If you don’t follow through, I’ll come for you at night.”

This phenomenon was labeled as “feudal superstition” in previous years, and experts have given explanations for it.

Speaking of these “explanations,” one cannot avoid mentioning the weasel’s second ability.

As everyone knows, weasels can release foul-smelling farts!

How terrible is that smell?

It’s at the level of “poison gas” that could cause humans to hallucinate and even develop mental disorders.

According to experts, people who were supposedly “possessed” by weasels were not truly possessed but were instead affected by the weasel’s smelly farts, causing them to lose their senses and hallucinate.

As for whether it’s true or not, it’s hard to say.

However, Xu Yang, after studying this “poison gas” ability, couldn’t help but blush!

“Damn…this poison gas is deployed through farting?”

“Once it’s released, those affected will have hallucinations in mild cases or go insane in severe cases…this ability is quite powerful, but it’s too embarrassing to use!”

Embarrassing as it may be.

He might as well try it.

Xu Yang, looking left and right, saw no one around and stuffed his nose with tissues.

Then…

He sneaked his way into using the “poison gas” skill. frёeωebɳovel.com

The sound of this move wasn’t too loud, but it was tremendously potent, so much so that Xu Yang could even feel his pants being blown up.

As for the smell.

Xu Yang, with his nose stuffed and holding his breath, naturally didn’t know about it.

“Blech!”

Just then, the drunken Long Xiaoxue suddenly vomited. Her body convulsed several times, even foaming at the mouth, as she trembled, “Master Xu…something’s wrong, someone released poison!”

Having said that.

She tilted her head and fell asleep.

It wasn’t just due to the alcohol but also the “poison gas.”

Carying Long Xiaoxue, Xu Yang transformed into an afterimage and disappeared into the streets, secretly swearing in his heart…never to use this ability again!

Upon returning to the villa.

Liu Shishi and the others had not yet returned.

That’s understandable.

With the publicity from the Xi Xia Ghost Market, many ghosts have been attracted, and with the opening of the Ghost Gate, even more ghosts have arrived. These ghosts have varying abilities and strengths; if not properly settled, chaos will ensue.

“It’s just as well they haven’t returned yet, otherwise I wouldn’t know how to explain Long Xiaoxue’s situation.”

Staying up all night.

Xu Yang drew symbols and practiced divine powers, and after washing up the next morning, he woke Long Xiaoxue and instructed her, “I’m going to work at school; you stay home. You can go out and wander around, but don’t cause any trouble.”

Long Xiaoxue readily agreed.

Arriving at the Martial Arts Academy, Xu Yang had just entered his office when Wan Qian, wearing a black OL uniform, walked in. She also wore a pair of black-framed glasses and placed a file on Xu Yang’s desk, saying, “Director Xu, this is a procurement list from the logistics department, and it requires your signature.”

Xu Yang joked, “What if I don’t sign it?”

“Director…”

Wan Qian cooed.

Her delicate voice gave Xu Yang a feeling of being electrified.

She swayed her enchanting figure, walked up and locked the office door, stood behind the desk, and asked, “Boss, what do you need me to do before you sign?”

The two began playing their office scene.

More than an hour later, after finishing, Xu Yang signed the document and smiled, “How is it? Have you learned the basic sword skills yet?”

Wiping her lips, Wan Qian replied, “I’m still practicing, but I haven’t made much progress yet.”

“Learning martial arts and practicing swords won’t happen overnight; your extraordinary physique has already given you a great advantage at the start. Keep practicing, and you’ll become a female knight one day.”

After all, it was working hours.

Although Wan Qian’s main purpose for coming to the Martial Arts Academy was to practice martial arts and swords, she still had to do her job as the assistant to the director.

Tasks like meeting records and teaching schedules all had to be done by her.

At noon.

Xu Yang and Wan Qian went to the cafeteria for lunch together.

Returning to the office after the meal, Xu Yang had just taken out the symbol paper and brush to begin practicing when a knock sounded on the door, and Wan Qian came in, saying, “Director Xu, there’s an old man outside who wants to see you.”

“Oh?”

Xu Yang, surprised, asked, “An old man? Where is he?”

“Master Xu.”

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a green shirt walked in from outside, and with a smile, he looked at Xu Yang saying, “Master Xu, we meet again.”

Xu Yang’s eyes flickered, but on the surface, he quickly got up and laughed, “Oh! It’s the old senior…please, sit down…Wan Qian, serve tea, and make sure it’s the best!”

It was none other than the lord of the Fengdu Ghost Market, who Xu Yang had met once before!

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