Zhang Lingxiu looked at the young master Lin, chained to the side with a bone in his mouth, with a look of melancholy.
She couldn't help but sigh, what kind of karma had she accumulated to find such a troublesome soulmate.
The first time something happened, he was crippled. The second time, he was driven mad.
This time was even better, he wasn't even human anymore, but had been turned into a dog. Su Dan Novel Network
How was she supposed to live from now on?
Just as Zhang Lingxiu was lost in her dejection, the little dumpling Lin Ya'er, leading the little Daoist priest who had been beaten into a miniature pig's head, walked in.
"Alas, sister-in-law, how are we supposed to live like this?"
Zhang Lingxiu looked at Lin Zhan, then at the little pig-headed Zhang Haoming, and her vision suddenly went dark. She almost fainted.
The little Daoist priest, looking at Lin Zhan's canine state, said in bewilderment, "Wow, my elder brother really knows how to play. If I'm not mistaken, he's cosplaying as Big Big Wolf, right?"
Before Zhang Lingxiu could speak.
A group of elders from the Great Shang walked out of the void.
Ancestor Chang Ruo led the way, followed by Zhu Gui and Shang Tang, who were carrying Cao Yu, beaten into a pig's head.
"Zhan'er, don't be angry. I've already taught your ancestor Cao Yu a lesson, so you just... Holy hell, what is this?"
Hearing Chang Ruo's shout, Cao Yu, who had been groaning on the stretcher, quickly sat up: "What's wrong, Father? What happened?"
"Holy hell, it's only been two days, and they've all turned into this."
Then Cao Yu asked the little Daoist priest, "Child, tell your ancestor who the big idiot was that hit you. Your ancestor will get justice for you."
The little Daoist priest, seeing Cao Yu's matching pig's head, asked with empathy, "Ancestor, how did you end up like this?"
Cao Yu pointed at Chang Ruo and said, "My father hit me."
Chang Ruo's eyes widened and he said, "You hit the child, and I don't discipline you? Didn't you see how heartbroken your ancestor was after you beat Zhan'er? If your grandfather were here, he'd break your legs."
"Holy hell, right, quickly check on Zhan'er. How did he become like this?"
"Xiuying, we only didn't see him for two days, and he's become like this. Did Zhan'er get bitten by a dog?"
The little Daoist priest squatted on the ground and said to Lin Zhan, "Come, shake hands."
Lin Zhan squatted on the ground, stuck out his tongue, raised one paw, and placed it in the little Daoist priest's hand.
Lin Ya'er looked on in amazement and said, "Oh my god, elder brother has really turned into a dog this time."
Chang Ruo quickly said, "Quickly go find Ancestor Yan Di."
"Alright, no need to look. The old man is here."
Yan Di entered with a bowl of medicine.
"Holy hell, has your Great Shang changed its totem to a pig's head? Why are you all like this, and with the same look?"
Yan Di said in surprise, looking at Cao Yu and the little Daoist priest's pig heads.
"Alright, calm down. Once I cure this wicked brat, I'll cure you all. There's an older one over there, his condition is much more serious than this wicked brat's. He's already bitten several people."
As Yan Di spoke, he grabbed Lin Zhan by the neck and forced the medicine down his throat.
As expected, a moment later, Lin Zhan spat out the bone and said, "Who the hell shoved a bone in my mouth? Do they want to die?"
Yan Di, while emitting a green healing light to treat Cao Yu and the little Daoist priest, turned back and said,
"Alas, you brat still have quite the temper. You were the one holding that bone yourself, what are you yelling about? This is what happens when you do too many wicked deeds, you face hardships at every turn."
"From now on, when you do things, especially towards our human race, except for those who betray us, try to be a bit more lenient with the rest."
Lin Zhan nodded, knowing he had indeed committed too many killings: "Ancestor, don't worry. In the future, I won't kill people myself. We don't lack killers anyway."
Ancestor Yan Di was speechless and felt that his good intentions had been wasted.
After the little Daoist priest and Cao Yu were healed, Lin Zhan looked at the little Daoist priest with a puzzled expression and asked,
"Brother-in-law, didn't you go home to dig up your ancestral graves? Who beat you up like this? Even your family's elders wouldn't bear to hit you. If you wanted to vent, you should have dealt with Zhang Haoran, that simpleton, why did they hit you?"
The little Daoist priest shook his head, looking depressed, "The matter was almost settled, and the elders were already venting their anger on my senior brother. But who would have thought that the fourth-generation Heavenly Master Ancestor, that old bastard, would revive."
"Moreover, when this old fellow was in his coffin, he saw me digging up his ancestral grave. As soon as he came out, without a word, he gave me a good beating. Even showing my tattoos didn't help."
"I won't say anything more. A gentleman's revenge is never too late. When our Heavenly Master Ancestor revives, if I don't properly deal with this old bastard, what face will I have to socialize in the myriad realms?"
Cao Yu's eyes widened: "You brat have nothing to do with being a gentleman. Why wait ten years? If we have an enemy, we should settle it now. The fourth generation, this old son of a bitch, dares to hit the son-in-law of our Great Shang. Does he think we're nobody?"
"Tang'er, Zhu Gui, Zhu Ren, and Bao Ding, you three, come with your ancestor. If we don't beat this old scoundrel into a pig's head today, what face will our Great Shang have?"
Cao Yu directly turned and ordered, preparing to go find trouble.
"That's right, whoever dares to touch our Great Shang's son-in-law must be controlled."
"Indeed, our Great Shang's son-in-law digging up his grave is a blessing to his grave, and he still dares to be unhappy and hit children."
"Father, Grandfather, no need to say more. Once we get there, we'll just beat him up."
Shang Tang and his two sons, one after another, directly tore through the void and went in first.
Chang Ruo quickly said to Ancestor Yan Di,
"Ancestor, I'll have to trouble you to wait here for a while longer. It's possible we'll need to treat a few more pig heads later."
Ancestor Yan Di looked at this group of hooligans, big and small, with a dumbfounded expression and sighed deeply, saying helplessly,
"What a sin. If I had known this would happen, why would I have come out? It would have been better to keep sleeping."
He then turned to Lin Zhan and the little Daoist priest and said,
"This matter ends here. You two brats, behave yourselves from now on and focus on researching how to deal with the myriad races. If anyone dares to cause trouble again, don't blame this ancestor for turning them into a pig's head, and a permanent one at that."
Indeed, an hour later, Cao Yu emerged from the void, dragging a beaten-up old Daoist priest who looked like a pig's head.
Bao Ding and the other three carried the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth generation old Heavenly Masters, following behind Cao Yu.
The entire Heavenly Master's Mansion, except for the fifth-generation old Heavenly Master, had been wiped out.
The fifth-generation old Heavenly Master had suppressed evil spirits for the human race and was seriously injured. It was only after his revival this time that he advanced to become a foundational existence and made great contributions to the human race.
Therefore, even these ruffians from the Great Shang showed considerable respect to this old Daoist priest.
Ancestor Yan Di looked at the five old Daoist priests who had been beaten into pig's heads and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "What a sin..."