Strongest Guard

Even the genus of ghosts and gods, also known as evil qi, foul, poisonous, evil gas, etc.    

Due to disasters, ghosts, gods, and evil spirits with a strong sense of feudal superstition, fear of being discredited or misled by people who believe in science, so many university textbooks and large traditional Chinese medicine tool books are not available today.    

The demonic qi was different from the demonic qi due to the illness in traditional Chinese medicine. It was similar to the demonic qi which was caused by Lee Nanfang's violent abuse of Zhan Hsingshen at the Three Friends Hotel.    

After receiving the temporarily unexplainable evil energy from science, there was a problem with one's mind, Qi, and spirit. However, there were no problems with the various organs and tubes themselves, but their spirits would weaken or Yang Tiantian would become excessively excited for no reason.    

Yang Tiantian didn't understand what kind of evil and evil aura it was.    

She only saw a layer of black gas floating on her face before the word "demonic aura" instinctively flashed through her mind. She then thought back to when she was young and went back to her maternal grandma's house to listen to an ancient legend told by the elders.    

There was a young man who was a vegetable farmer in his old age. When he was pushing a wheelbarrow to sell vegetables in the city, he passed by a deserted grave. He saw a white shadow squatting on the grave and smoking a cigarette.    

Occasionally, the White Shadow would even cough, making sounds like an old man with seventy or eighty years of age.    

It was three or four in the morning, and they didn't have a village before they left. Where did this old man come from? Why did he sit on the grave and smoke?    

It was obvious that this was a demonic and secretive thing that came out in the dark.    

According to what the elders said at that time, these filthy things living in the wasteland would not normally take the initiative to attack humans.    

They merely tried to imitate certain simple human movements, such as walking upright, learning to smoke and play with fire, and coughing.    

Only the drunk could arouse their interest.    

Take the drunken man to the grave and imitate him: "Watch your step, up the hill — down the hill."    

What do you mean up the mountain or down the mountain? Actually, the drunkard was just being led around the grave.    

Only when the cries of chickens came from the distance and the sudden abundance of yang energy would the dirty things disappear and the drunkard wake up with a blank look on his face and sit on the grave.    

What's more, some drunkards get tricked into picking up tombstones --    

In short, as long as one did not get drunk and did not provoke dirty things in the old days, they would generally be at peace and play by themselves.    

However, this young vegetable farmer was foolish and bold. After confirming that this was a dirty student who learned to smoke, not only did he not follow the teachings of the elders and run away, he even put down the car, took out a kitchen knife from the frame and threw it over.    

Hero, good knife skills!    

The young man's knife had hit the dirty thing squarely in the neck.    

After a miserable scream, the dirty things fell onto the grave.    

The young man walked over with a torch and saw that it was an old fox with white fur.    

On the ground nearby, there was another one he had stolen from the village.    

The young man was happy and felt rich.    

White foxes were already quite rare, and this fox's fur was especially good. If he peeled it and went to the market, he would definitely sell it for good money.    

Immediately, the young man took the kitchen knife and took off the fox coat that was giving off waves. He set it on the unicycle and left while humming "Sister's Tear Blossom".    

The young man was only happy about his excellent knife skills. He forgot to mention a certain golden rule that the Old Ancestor had said: "When cutting grass, you have to eliminate the roots, or else there will be endless troubles in the future."    

Later on, it turned out that what the Old Ancestor said was correct.    

As the young man had hoped, he sold the white fox skin to a rich man for a high price after he had brought it to the market.    

He then used the money he earned to become a professional food dealer.    

After working hard for eighteen years, the young people who were originally poor became the biggest landowner in his village.    

The rich had plenty of money, so spending it wasn't easy.    

It was a carriage, a carriage for his wife and son, but he thought it was a wonderful life, not just what he had in front of him, there was definitely more that he could not imagine.    

For example, following the example of other rich and old folk, they would be able to obtain another concubine.    

In ancient times, people would marry wives, marry sages, and marry concubines.    

It meant that he didn't need to care about how she looked to find a wife. As long as she was virtuous and understood her husband, she would be able to play the piano and play the flute.    

However, when they were taking in concubines, they had to pick up pretty young girls. That was one of the greatest joys of their lives.    

After the earthly wealth owner spread the news that he wanted to take in a concubine, the most famous matchmaker in the area quickly brought Young Wife to the door.    

Young Wife, who was 18 years old, was a poor soul. On the day she was born, her father went to the mountain to have fun because he was happy, but unexpectedly, a bandit was killed.    

After his death, the cruel robber took off his clothes.    

After Young Wife's father was killed, Young Wife's mother cried to death and didn't come back to life.    

Thus, Young Wife became an orphan.    

Fortunately, an old lady from the same village took pity on her and adopted her. It was impossible for her to be raised as a daughter.    

He treated her as if she were a servant, requiring her to do all sorts of dirty chores. If she felt a little unsatisfied, she would be scolded by the aunty. She was still not satisfied.    

Young Wife was uncultured. Otherwise, she would have gone to the presidents of the Western countries and asked them to send troops to her village to investigate human rights issues and then act as her head.    

Just like this, Young Wife toiled until she was eighteen.    

No matter how domineering her adopted grandma was, it wouldn't stop her from having a lifelong friend.    

To put it bluntly, looking at her pretty and pretty appearance, she would definitely be able to sell for a good price. Thus, he entrusted the matchmaker to find Man who knew the goods and trade him a sum of silver to subsidize the family.    

Coincidentally, this village's main source of wealth was his concubine. The matchmaker immediately brought Young Wife over for him to have a look at.    

Oh wow, this Young Wife is simply too pretty. Look at her tender skin, almost pinching the surface of the water. With her pointy cone-shaped face, it's obvious that her kung fu isn't ordinary on the bed.    

Especially those large, watery eyes. With just a flirtatious glance, he would have lost his soul.    

It was her!    

She was the dream beauty that Ben and Man had been looking for for eighteen years.    

Media College, tell me how much it is. If Ben Man frowned, you're the one who raised him.    

How much is the Alipay account? The owner bought Young Wife for nothing.    

That night, he hurriedly entered the bridal chamber.    

Being tossed around in the red waves and being tossed around in the water was absolutely refreshing to the bone, yet it was not enough to satisfy the words of others.    

The key was that Young Wife had magical powers.    

As long as the rich man didn't have to work with her three or five times a day, he would feel dizzy and weak. Even if he ate calcium pills, he wouldn't be able to climb to the fifth floor without breathing.    

In this way, for the next few months, the rich man no longer cared about his family business, nor did he go to his wife's room to visit her.    

Until one day, the rich man's wife found out that her advice to her husband had been treated like farts. After muttering to herself for a while, she would be hit by her old fists and wouldn't be able to endure this kind of domestic violence anymore. She gritted her teeth and ruthlessly rolled up the family's gold and silver jewelry, along with a pair of children and a groom who had been eyeing her for a long time.    

After his wife had lost her fortune, it was reasonable to say that the rich should have come to their senses and quickly struggled out of their comfort zone to rise again.    

However, he did not do so. "As long as there's someone with authority, everything else is fine."    

Another few months passed.    

One day, when the rich man woke up in the morning, he didn't find his favorite leathery egg meat soup on the bedside, but rather a bowl of cold water. Only then did he seem to understand something.    

Ever since his wife ran away with the money, he had been living on thin air. It was the same as before, but he had to fulfill all of Young Wife's demands. All the land that he had saved up in the past had been sold.    

He had nothing.    

Other than Young Wife, who was getting more spirited, and Young Wife, who was getting weaker and weaker.    

He became taciturn.    

He wanted to make a comeback, but Young Wife kept pestering him.    

It was March 3rd of the same year, and the kite was flying high in the sky …    

Young Wife went home to pay her respects to her dead father. Only then did the rich owner walk out of the house with the support of the wall and sit under the southern wall to bask in the sun.    

Coincidentally, a wandering Taoist came to the village to spread the news, and he was immediately shocked when he saw the owner of the wealth: "Aiya, this dear family member, no, it's this monk, this poor Taoist, your face is black. This is a sign of death due to the demonic aura seeping into your bones."    

"What demonic energy is penetrating the bones?"    

"Old fart, what nonsense are you spouting? A strong man like me could kill a tiger with one punch, and when I was with a woman, it was daylight. Pfft, you actually said that my demonic energy has seeped into my bones and will soon die. This is courting death! "    

With a light wave of his hand, the old Taoist pushed away the hand hit by the tycoon. He took out a bronze mirror made of "Vanilla" and sneered, "Dear family member, look carefully in the mirror. Are you still human?"    

Earthen Lord snatched away the mirror. With just a glance, his entire body felt cold, and even his soul seemed to have left his body. He cried out miserably, "Ah, is this still me?"    

"This is still you, Yang Tiantian."    

When he thought here, he looked down at the reflection of Yang Tiantian in the stream and shuddered. He muttered, "It's just that … the demonic energy has already seeped into your bones. Your soul will be destroyed in a few days."    

Sometimes, the ancient legend can give people a lot of inspiration -- after putting on the legend that I heard in my grandparents' house when I was a child, Yang Tiantian soon understood what was going on.    

She was the legendary tycoon.    

The man she dreamt of every night was Young Wife, who had absorbed all of the Yang essence of the wealthy man.    

Legend has it that the fate of the wealthy tycoon was very tragic.    

After receiving the old Daoist's reminder, he found out that the dainty concubine was actually a fox spirit.    

With the help of the old Daoist, the rich owner recalled the old fox that he had killed his wife and daughter with a kitchen knife over ten years ago. He was overjoyed.    

The delicate Young Wife was the old fox's orphan.    

When she grew up, she would turn into Young Wife for revenge.    

The old Taoist came too late. A few days later, the sick rich man lay on the cold brick bed and died.    

When the villagers found out that he had not been out for several days, they went to his house to look around and found that his skin had been peeled off with a knife.    

Earthen Lord had ended up in such a miserable state because he had killed an old fox.    

Then, what about Yang Tiantian?    

Who did she offend this time?    

Why was it that every night, he would be pushed around in his dreams by a man, and he didn't want to wake up?    

She thought of what Second Elder had said: "You will be punished!"    

Just because she had violated the Monarch Valley's orders and climbed up the cliff and saw the scenery over there, she was caught by a certain demon.    

When the demonic aura on her face grew even darker, it would be time for her to die.