Just as the aunt was feeling a prickle of annoyance, the fatty had already walked up to the car. His hand went straight through the car door, opening the passenger side door and taking the box placed on the seat.
As if sensing the aunt's restless intent, the fatty looked up. Enveloped in dark energy, his face was obscured, and the aunt couldn't see it. "Don't even think about snatching it. You should know you can't beat me. Losing an item versus losing your life, I believe a righteous path expert like yourself understands how to weigh the options."
The aunt was momentarily stunned by his words. But finally, her eyes narrowed, and she said in a deep voice, "Even if I can't win, I have to fight. You cannot take what belongs to the Wei Dao Si."
"That's why people of the righteous path have problems with their brains. If you can't win, why fight? Is losing an item more important than losing your life? It's just a head." The fatty shrugged. He wasn't surprised by the aunt's actions.
Boom!!
In the next moment, the aunt struck. Her fingers glowed, and in an instant, she conjured a talisman in the air, slapping it towards the fatty. The talisman's light was brilliant, dazzling and sacred, as if all evil spirits and demons would retreat three feet from its radiance.
However, the fatty showed no fear. With a casual flick of his hand, he shattered the talisman. With his other hand, he grabbed the box from the passenger seat. Seeing this, the aunt's expression changed. Gritting her teeth, she charged forward, drawing a willow branch from her waist and whipping it at the fatty.
The scene was shocking. The willow branch was only a foot long, yet the distance between them was a full ten meters. After taking the box, the fatty had already flashed ten meters away. But at this moment, as the willow branch was swung, it grew upon meeting the wind. It transformed into a thick willow branch, dancing in the air as if it were not a branch but the trunk of a willow tree, emitting a sacred, evil-repelling green light, whipping and coiling towards the fatty.
"A magical artifact refined from a hundred-year-old willow branch?" The fatty showed a hint of surprise, but it was only for a moment. His expression remained unfazed. He put down the briefcase in his hand and held his forehead, groaning, "Oh dear, it seems I, the villain, must act today."
As he spoke, the willow branch transformed into countless whips, lashing out. But as they neared the fatty, they clashed like a thousand swords and sabers, sparks flying, creating a deafening clang. The fatty, like a volcano that had been dormant for countless years, erupted with dark energy like a volcanic blast. The surging, fiery dark energy blocked all the incoming willow branches. Even more, the dark energy resembled the flames of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, igniting the myriad willow branches. The fire was inextinguishable, rapidly spreading towards the aunt.
The aunt's expression changed drastically. She conjured void talismans, but they were still ineffective. She was forced to discard the willow branch to avoid being engulfed by the flames.
"How is this possible..." Looking at the burnt willow branch on the ground, the aunt could no longer remain calm. She knew exactly what that willow branch was. It was not just a hundred-year-old willow branch, but also lightning-struck wood, imbued with a power that all evil spirits feared. Even a ghost king would be wary of it. Yet, this magical artifact made from lightning-struck willow wood, not only did the fatty not fear it, but he burned it in return.
Seeing the fatty pick up the box again to leave, a look of resolve flashed in the aunt's eyes.
Boom!!!
The aunt stomped her foot, and a cracking sound erupted. The high-speed cement road was forcefully dented by her kick. At that moment, her aura surged, her clothes and hair fluttering in the wind, exuding a powerful presence. In this moment, she was no longer a middle-aged aunt, but a high-level combatant of the Wei Dao Si, comparable to a ghost king – a Qilin Guard!
"Interesting, but still not enough," the fatty murmured as his body pulsed with dark energy, like the center of a tsunami. Fiery dark energy surged, engulfing the aunt.
Not long after, amidst the surging sea of dark energy flames, a peach wood sword conjured from the void shot out, cleaving the sea of flames in two. The aunt emerged from it. Although her appearance was somewhat disheveled, she was unharmed.
"Hmm?" The peach wood sword hovered beside her. The aunt looked forward, stunned. The area in front of her was empty. In the time it took the aunt to break through the sea of dark energy flames, the fatty had taken the box and left.
"This..." The aunt fell silent, her gaze complex as she stared at the spot where the fatty had been. Although she hadn't been killed by the ghost king, she had still lost the ghost king's head.
A short while later, she picked up her phone and called the Wei Dao Si headquarters. "It's me... I, I want to report something. The ghost king's head... it was snatched..."
...
The next morning.
Xiamen University, student dormitory.
Knock, knock, knock.
The sound of knocking echoed. Li Junfei, groggy with sleep, got out of bed. "Coming, coming, who is it?"
"Me," Zhang Wei replied.
"It's Brother Wei," Li Junfei opened the dorm door. After dealing with the ghost king last night, to prevent any other ghosts from harming the employer's daughter, Zhang Wei and his companions chose to stay at the hospital until morning before returning.
"Brother Wei, didn't you just say you were going for a physical check-up? How did it turn into an all-nighter?" Li Junfei looked at Zhang Wei's slightly tattered clothes at the door and chuckled. "Were you checking the nurse's body, or was the nurse checking yours?"
Zhang Wei pinched Li Junfei's neck with his hand and playfully scolded him, "What are you thinking about? Getting frisky so early in the morning."
"Hehe, no, no. It's just that I introduced my friend to your friend, Wunian, before. Seeing you all in relationships, even monks are in relationships, I want to be in one too."
"Then find someone. You have quite a wide network. Don't worry, pursue them boldly, and I'll be your wingman."
"You said it yourself, Brother Wei. I'm pursuing someone right now. Brother Wei, you have to help me."
"Oh?" Zhang Wei, who was taking off his clothes and preparing to go to bed, looked over. "Junfei, you're that quick? You've already started pursuing? Who is it? Which department? Don't worry, since I promised to be your wingman, I'll definitely help you well."
Li Junfei smiled, becoming a bit shy when mentioning chasing girls. "Hehe, I've actually been pursuing her for a month, but I didn't dare tell you, Brother Wei. That girl isn't in our department."
"From another school?"
"No."
"Hmm? Junfei, you're not doing long-distance, are you?"
"Not exactly. I'm looking for someone local in Xiamen City, but... cough... how should I put it... that girl is a bit special."
"How is she special?" Zhang Wei asked curiously.
Li Junfei didn't hide anything. He coughed and slowly said, "Well, she's a married woman."
"Huh?" Zhang Wei was stunned at first. Then, not only Zhang Wei, but the other roommates in the dorm also widened their eyes. They had been sleeping and vaguely heard Zhang Wei and Li Junfei chatting. When they heard this, they sat up abruptly from their sleep, who had been lying limply on their beds, and all sat up in shock.
Just as they were about to press for details, Li Junfei seemed to remember something and quickly slapped his forehead. "Right, I almost forgot to tell you, Brother Wei, today is May 6th."
"I remember you told me before, Brother Wei, that if it was May 6th, I should remind you of the date. Today."
Huh? Zhang Wei was stunned. He picked up his phone and looked at it, his expression becoming complicated. "It's already May 6th."
Out of curiosity, Li Junfei leaned closer. "By the way, Brother Wei, what's special about May 6th? Why did you want me to remind you? Afraid you'd forget. I remember it's not your birthday today, is it your mom and dad's birthday?"
Zhang Wei shook his head and slowly said, "It's not my parents' birthday. It's Xiao Mantou's grandfather's birthday. Sigh."
"Ah? Xiao Mantou? You mean Xiao Lin? Wait, that's not right. Brother Wei, you started university last year and asked me to remind you. Didn't you and Xiao Lin break up in high school? Why would you remember Xiao Lin's grandfather's birthday?" Li Junfei seemed to have transformed into Sherlock Holmes, pondering. "You broke up, but you still remember your ex-girlfriend's grandfather's birthday... Holy crap?! Brother Wei, you didn't break up with Xiao Lin because of her grandfather, did you?"
"That's not right either. Why would Xiao Lin break up with you because of her grandfather... Unless... Brother Wei, you, you didn't kill her grandfather or something? Otherwise, why would you remember her birthday?" Looking at the change in Zhang Wei's expression, Li Junfei swallowed. "Brother Wei, I'm just joking. I didn't get it right, did I?"