Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 472 - 50 What Does the World Have to Do With You

"I always said they were all frauds!"

Clang——!

A teapot smashed onto Old Third Liu’s head, sending him scrambling out the door, followed by a woman’s hysterical screaming and the piercing cries of a child.

"Hiring a Great Immortal, indeed! You’re as muddleheaded as your mother! The child’s sick and needs to go to the hospital! Needs medicine!"

"We’re out of money..."

"What good are you! Working yourself to death to earn that meager sum, I’ve never enjoyed a single day of fortune since I married into your family, look at other men..."

Smack——!

A sharp sound, and the woman’s voice was silenced.

Old Third Liu sat on the steps outside the door, clutching his head, not daring to make a sound.

Heavy footsteps approached from behind; a cigarette was handed to him.

Two men squatted on the steps, silently puffing smoke into the air together.

Old Third Liu took a drag of the cigarette and whispered, "Your wife’s right, you need to go to the hospital if it’s necessary."

"I know my wife’s right."

The man glanced at the cigarette in his hand, sighed, and snuffed out the stub before putting it back into his pocket, "Brother, don’t mind her, she’s just frantic."

"Ah, let’s not talk about that."

Old Third Liu tilted his head, listening for a moment, then whispered, "Your son’s not possessed, there aren’t so many evil spirits these days. Why don’t you take the child to the soldiers tomorrow and ask them to have another look?"

"Too ashamed to do that, yesterday the child’s mother was cursing in the street, cursing the President, saying the President has ruined the world, that sick people can’t afford medicine..."

"I think it’s your wife who’s possessed, not your son."

"Why else would I have slapped her, old ladies with long hair and short wits..."

"Doesn’t she know what times we lived in before? If this were in the time of the Former Dynasty, with your family’s scant resources, it’s not just whether your child could afford medicine, even she might have had to be sold off."

"Then her wish might be fulfilled, given off to Master Landlord, might catch the Master Landlord’s eye, becoming his concubine, dressing in Fine Silks and Satins, feasting on meat and fish..."

Old Third Liu stared in disbelief, pointing towards the house, "With her looks? Is the Master Landlord blind or mad?"

The man nodded, unable to suppress a laugh.

"Still complaining about the times, when even your wife dares to dream such dreams, tsk tsk."

Old Third Liu shook his head and pulled two Money from his pocket, handing them to the man.

The man was startled and quickly pushed them away, "Brother, what are you doing, this won’t do!"

"The Immortal Family said, if we didn’t help, we can’t take the money; that’s the rule. They say a living person won’t die from holding their pee, there’s always another way."

Sending the man back inside, Old Third Liu’s face lost its forlorn expression as he turned to the vague shadow in the corner.

"Are you saying, someone is driving the mountain? What does that mean, to call upon the Five Rampant Soldiers and Horses to slay demons and eliminate evil?"

Hearing this, he couldn’t help but inhale sharply, "We’re just ordinary folk, such grand events are beyond our control... I mean no disrespect, but can we really help with something like this?"

Leaning in to listen for a moment, Old Third Liu gritted his teeth and nodded, "Alright! Losing is acceptable, but not losing face. I’ll join you on this journey!"

He picked up his drum and started to tap it gently.

Dong, dong dong dong, dong dong, dong—

"Ah—!"

The melodious long calls arose from his mouth, and it was as though the sleepy streets in the night were gradually awakened by the beat of his drum.

One shadow after another emerged from the dark corners, whisking past his feet.

Boom—!

A towering mountain rose from the ground with the momentum of thunder and lightning, tearing through the darkness and brutally splitting open the church.

Ma Hanwen formed hand seals with both hands, and behind him appeared the phantom of a divine figure armored from head to toe, wielding a steel whip, and fiercely slashing down at the eerie-looking Arhat statue in front of him.

Since when did a proper Arhat have wings on its back? He’s not the Buddha’s uncle!

As the steel whip came down, the Arhat statue shattered with a loud crash, and gray-white feathers fluttered all around.

"Why not convert to Buddhism? Quickly convert to Buddhism!"

The noisy sounds by his ear lasted only a few seconds before being dissipated by the roar of a tiger in the woods behind him.

"Old Seven! How dare you destroy my place of practice!"

The furious voice of a woman came from a distance, and as Ma Hanwen looked toward the source, he saw giant fox tails, tinted with red twilight, rising from the horizon—resembling the sunrise, with radiant beams piercing the sky.

The woman who sat atop the altar had now revealed her true form, surprisingly a Three-Tailed Fox Demon, but her body was dyed with colorful clouds, glistening. It seemed that she might have already attained her spiritual fruit. Facing the oppressive mountain, she showed no sign of fear; as her fox tails gently swayed, even the supposedly indestructible mountain crumbled away like mung bean cake.

The Ma Family’s grandmother stood on the mountain peak, hands on her peach wood cane, calmly watching the Demon Fox using the Law of Heaven and Earth abilities. She sighed softly, "If you were truly dedicated to protecting the Buddhist Law by entering the monastic life, it would have been fine, but what is all this that you’re practicing now?"

"Edict—!"

Her peach wood cane struck the ground forcefully, and a golden-scaled giant serpentine phantom manifested behind her, swelling to an immense size, as if it stretched from earth to heaven, with neither beginning nor end, encircling the whole mountain range.

In the Fox Demon’s nearly disintegrating mountain, which had been softened by the twilight glow, became condensed once again, and began to close in on the Fox Demon.

However, at that moment, a light sigh came from the sky.

"Amitabha, well said, well said. If the kind benefactors can overcome the heavenly tribulations, shed their mortal coils, and be reborn to cultivate afresh, it’s all because of their profound luck and brilliance. Is it really necessary to resort to such great measures over such trivial matters?"

A pair of chubby hands parted the clouds, revealing the compassionate face of Maitreya Monk.

"I kindly ask everyone to give this humble monk some consideration, and allow me to mediate, turning strife into peace. Wouldn’t that be marvelous?"

Ma Family’s grandmother looked up at the sky towards the Buddha, who was showing boundless compassion, and asked in surprise, "Great Master, do you think it’s a trivial matter to borrow another’s divine name and covet another’s foundation?"

"It wasn’t your name that was borrowed, nor your foundation being coveted. Why isn’t it considered a minor issue to you?"

Maitreya Monk replied with a smile, "Why not calm down and think carefully? Is this world the Ma Family’s world, or are the lands beyond the Ma Family’s? Your family lives contentedly on your little piece of land in Changbai Mountain, but who fed you the flowery words and persuaded you to travel thousands of miles to Tianmen to settle scores? It’s your own family that gets hurt; what benefits do you actually reap from this?"

The Ma Family’s grandmother spoke earnestly, "Master, your words are a bit too mercenary. It seems that you haven’t fully understood the Buddhist teachings. Although the world does not belong to the Ma Family, my family is willing to make an effort for the peace of this world. If we can clean up our house and feel at ease, that’s all we ask for. Why would we need any benefits?"

Before her words fell, the Demon Fox screamed, "Old worm! Do you also claim to love your country?"