mesbooks Chapter 164 Unless a saint or wise teacher
Chapter 164 Unless a saint or wise teacher
Wang Xiuqiao opened her mouth:
"My benefactor, you..."
Jiang Chaosheng withdrew the black gate and said:
"If you break something, you have to pay for it; that's fair."
Wang Xiuqiao immediately covered her mouth, and tears streamed down her face.
The fairness I've believed in for so many years seems to have finally been recognized.
The drunkard shouted angrily:
"Who are you?!"
Jiang Chaosheng looked at the bottle of liquor in the drunkard's hand.
Item No. 2-27. Ganjiang Wine Pot.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a swordsmith in the State of Wu named Gan Jiang.
Legend has it that Gan Jiang loved wine, and could not wield his hammer without it.
Before he forged swords, his wife Mo Xie would always prepare a pot of fine wine.
Legend has it that Gan Jiang sacrificed himself for his sword, Mo Xie, along with the sword.
The wine gourd was hanging on Gan Jiang's body.
The wine pot was not melted, but instead became imbued with the soul power of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie.
The wine pot then acquired supernatural powers.
The hunched old man gazed intently and said:
"Are you a colleague from the Taiping Dao? Did you come all this way just to steal the credit?"
Jiang Chaosheng shook his head.
The hunchbacked old man looked at the drunkard:
"This kid's here to cause trouble, kill him."
The drunkard sneered:
"I would have done it without you telling me."
The hunched old man refocused his gaze on Jiang Chaosheng, a glint of greed in his eyes.
"That door is forbidden to him; taking it away will make us even more deserving of credit."
Even the drunkard's eyes burned with intense heat.
Two forbidden items are enough for them to rise through the ranks within the Taiping Dao!
Whether it was a hunchbacked old man or a drunkard, everyone believed that Jiang Chaosheng only possessed this one forbidden item.
After all, forbidden items are extremely rare; they have never seen anyone possess two forbidden items at the same time.
The hunched old man walked towards Jiang Chaosheng, grinning and revealing his large, yellow teeth;
"Kid, that door of yours is only for defense, isn't it?"
If it's a one-on-one fight, you can use that door as a shield.
Hehe, but there are two of us, you have no chance of winning.
I can understand a hero saving a damsel in distress, but losing your life for it is not worth it.
Here's what we'll do: you hand over that door to me, and then have your girlfriend take the flag...
Jiang Chaosheng pulled out a flintlock pistol from his waist and parted his thin lips slightly:
"Noisy."
He fired a bullet at the hunchbacked old man.
The hunchbacked old man reacted quickly, pinching half of his nose and forcefully blowing out a cloud of black mist.
This black mist might be effective against ordinary bullets, but...
He was facing divine fire from Mount Olympus!
"ah!!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the night sky.
The hunched old man clutched his stomach and collapsed to the ground, his face contorted in pain as he struggled desperately.
This is not as simple as being shot through the abdomen.
Torture was burning inside his abdomen!
Terrifying pain was relentlessly assaulting his brain!
He straightened his neck and stared in horror at the flintlock pistol in Jiang Chaosheng's hand.
How come this person also possesses a forbidden item!
Jiang Chaosheng frowned:
"It hasn't been used in a long time, so it missed."
Jiang Chaosheng fired two bullets at the hunchbacked old man.
After two gunshots, the hunchbacked old man lay motionless on the ground.
Jiang Chaosheng walked to the hunchbacked old man's body and squatted down.
The drunkard stared wide-eyed in horror:
"You...you..."
Jiang Chaosheng took the snuff bottle from the hunchbacked old man's hand and hid it in his pocket.
He straightened up, drew the Grim Reaper's scythe from his waist, and walked step by step toward the drunkard.
He hurriedly gulped down the liquor, and just as he was about to unleash flames at Jiang Chaosheng, he felt a chill on his neck.
The drunkard suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented.
He saw something that made his mouth gape open, and the fear in his eyes seemed to overflow.
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The drunkard saw...his own headless corpse.
Strangely, the corpse remained standing, and no blood gushed out.
Jiang Chaosheng walked up to the corpse and took the Ganjiang wine pot from the standing corpse's hand.
After seeing the corpse fall to the ground, the drunkard's consciousness also went dark.
Jiang Chaosheng turned around, glanced at Wang Xiuqiao, took something out of his pocket, and threw it at her.
Wang Xiuqiao quickly reached out and caught it. Upon closer inspection, she saw that it was a bright red candle.
Number 5-05, Five Immortals Candle.
Wang Xiuqiao still didn't understand what Jiang Chaosheng meant.
Why would he throw a candle at himself?
Jiang Chaosheng slowly opened his mouth and said:
"I damaged your car, this is to make up for it."
Wang Xiuqiao's pupils dilated in shock. She slowly lowered her head, staring incredulously at the red candle in her palm.
Could this candle be a magical object, just like the black flag?
He gave me this treasure just because my car got scratched?
Jiang Chaosheng glanced at Wang Xiuqiao:
"You and your descendants must treat it well and help the five immortals inside cultivate their powers."
Wang Xiuqiao trembled all over.
Five Immortals?
As a Northeasterner, how could I not know the Five Immortals?
In rural Northeast China, almost every household has a shrine dedicated to the guardian spirit.
The Five Immortals are five earth immortals: Hu, Huang, Bai, Liu, and Hui.
Could it be that the legendary Five Immortals are inside this red candle?
A cold glint flashed in Jiang Chaosheng's eyes:
"If any of your descendants or any of your descendants use them for evil, I will come and take them away."
The first digit of the Five Immortals Candle is '5'.
The first digit, '5', indicates that a soul exists within the forbidden objects of that sequence.
The Five Immortals need to do good deeds and relieve the suffering of the people in order to achieve immortality.
The Five Immortals' cultivation was not easy; their many years of cultivation were almost destroyed by the previous holder, Li Ying.
Jiang Chaosheng felt that Wang Xiuqiao was a kind person and should be able to help the Five Immortals cleanse themselves of their sins and karma.
Wang Xiuqiao said repeatedly:
I will definitely serve the Five Immortals well!
I will not let my benefactor down!
Jiang Chaosheng frowned, his eyes filled with displeasure.
Wang Xiuqiao was stunned.
Was it because my tone wasn't sincere enough?
Should we kowtow twice to the Five Immortals to show our sincerity?
Well... after all, these are the Five Immortals, they are deities.
Even if you kowtow and worship, you won't lose anything.
Jiang Chaosheng frowned and corrected him:
"It's not about serving the Five Immortals, it's about you accompanying them in their cultivation."
Jiang Chaosheng emphasized the word "accompany".
The word "serve" sounds like it implies a self-degradation.
Why should humans demean themselves when facing deities?
Just because the other party is an immortal, a transcendent being?
Jiang Chaosheng himself is also an extraordinary being.
He didn't believe that the difference in life level warranted anyone kneeling and kowtowing.
Just because someone has a bigger fist doesn't mean you should kneel down; that's pure servile thinking.
If the other party is a sage or wise teacher...
To establish a moral compass for Heaven and Earth, to secure a destiny for the people, to continue the lost learning of past sages, and to usher in an era of peace for all generations.
Such an existence, whether human or divine, deserves the highest respect.
But how many are there in this world?
Wang Xiuqiao stared at Jiang Chaosheng in astonishment.
She understood the meaning behind Jiang Chaosheng's words.
However, it was deeply shocking.
Who goes to a temple and doesn't kowtow a couple of times?
While she was pondering this, Wang Xiuqiao saw Jiang Chaosheng fly straight into the sky against the rain and quickly disappear into the clouds.
Wang Xiuqiao's mouth dropped open, her eyes wide with shock.
She strode into the courtyard, looked up at the sky, slowly knelt down, and kowtowed heavily in the spot where Jiang Chaosheng had stood.