"This brat is not at all honest, and just now he even tried to attack this poor monk! Not even the Great Sage Equaling Heaven could escape from the palm of the Buddha, how could a mere little ghost like you slip away from my hands?"
Master Kudeng threw the person on the ground and clapped his hands.
"Truly worthy of being a master," Lu Fei gave Kudeng a thumbs up.
Liu Jie was covered in dust, his face dirty, looking extremely disheveled.
The Lin father and son stared at him intently, their eyes filled with anger and confusion.
"Liu Jie, we treated you like family. Why did you harm my brother? Why did you harm our family?" Lin Chen asked loudly, unable to hold back.
"Family?"
Liu Jie raised his head, his face full of a mocking sneer.
"You were just pretending to be good on the surface, but you actually looked down on me! You invited me for a meal, but then you complained about one thing after another!"
"The company was founded by both me and Lin Han, but to the outside world, it became that Lin Han gave me half the company."
"Even though we are both leaders, all the women in the company revolve around him and ignore me."
"Why?"
"I am the one who works the hardest for the company!"
"And because of this, you want to kill someone?" Lin Chen shivered.
"Only if he dies will the company be mine alone, and only then will those women listen to me!" Liu Jie's face was full of resentment as he forced out a twisted smile, "I only wanted the company to fully belong to me, but you delivered yourselves, it's your own doing!"
"You..."
Lin Chen was speechless.
Liu Jie's remorseless demeanor made his hair stand on end.
"Patron, even so, you shouldn't harm others and torture them so they cannot rest in peace! It is truly a sin!" Kudeng shook his head.
"He deserves it!" Liu Jie laughed bitterly, raising his hands to reveal the blackened nails, "Aren't you disgusted by my dirty nails? Fine, I'll make him grow nails all over his body!"
"Donor, your mind has been clouded by resentment." Kudeng raised his palm, "The sea of suffering is boundless, but the shore of repentance is always within reach! Quickly remove the curse you placed on Donor Lin Han and sincerely repent. There may still be a chance for redemption."
"In your dreams!" Liu Jie sneered ferociously, "You stinking monk, what kind of good person are you trying to play? None of you are good! I should have cursed all of you to death from the start!"
"You're a beast worse than swine and dogs!"
Lin's father lifted his palm in grief and anger.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
At that moment.
Several wooden nails shot viciously towards his palm from outside the door.
"Donor Lin, be careful!" Kudeng, with quick eyes and hands, grabbed the tablecloth and swung it, catching all the wooden nails.
Lu Fei immediately looked towards the door.
Standing at the entrance was a short, sturdy old man with dark skin and a face weathered by hardship, holding a wooden ruler less than half a meter long.
The ruler is engraved with measurements and text.
"Ruler of Lu Ban!"
Lu Fei also noticed that the old man's nails, like Liu Jie's, were blackened.
"Grandpa!"
Upon seeing the old man, Liu Jie shouted as if he had seen a savior.
"You still have the nerve to call me? Look at the big mess you've made!" The old man glared at him with disappointment.
"So you are a descendant of Lu Ban, no wonder you know the art of Yan Sheng." Ku Deng frowned and snorted coldly, "This art was meant to protect your craftsmen, but you used it to harm others! You have disgraced Master Lu Ban!"
Descendants of Lu Ban, simply put, are carpenters.
In ancient times, carpenters held a low social status and many employers would oppress or withhold their wages. To protect the carpenters, Master Lu Ban created the art of Yan Sheng. When employers bullied the carpenters, they could use this art to fight back and seek justice for themselves.
Actually, the small figurine made by Aunt Feng, the shaman, also falls under the category of Yan Sheng.
It's just that, it's of the lowest kind.
"Perceptive! It seems you are people from the Mystic Sect." The old man looked at the room, "The child in my family is ignorant and has caused trouble! I can apologize to you! But educating him is my responsibility as an elder, not someone else's business."
"Ignorant? He is already over twenty years old, and he has killed my son. Do you think a mere apology will settle this?" Father Lin was full of grief and anger.
"If you have any grievances, take it out on me, let him go first." The old man lifted his leg and walked towards Liu Jie.
"Grandpa!" Liu Jie was overjoyed.
"Old sir, he has killed their son. If you want to take him away, at least show some sincerity." Lu Fei stood in front of Liu Jie.
Ku Deng, however, held down Liu Jie, preventing him from escaping.
"Release him, and I will apologize! Why do you both have to meddle in this?" The old man frowned at them.
"Entrusted by others, one must be loyal to their task! This poor monk has promised to perform the last rites for Master Lin Han, and I will see it through to the end." Ku Deng looked determined, "Old sir, at the very least, you should lift the curse on Master Lin Han, shouldn't you?"
"Lifting the curse is a small matter, release him first." The old man's eyes flickered.
Lu Fei narrowed his eyes: "Master Kudeng, they won't lift the curse on Lin Han."
"Why is that?" Kudeng asked in surprise.
Lu Fei glanced at Liu Jie: "Because it's a death curse! Only a death curse can make someone suffer even after death, preventing them from resting in peace. If the curse is lifted, the curse will backfire."
The old man kept stalling, which made him suspicious. Combining the cause and effect, he quickly figured it out.
"How ruthless!" Kudeng's brows furrowed deeply, "I originally thought that Lin Han's soul could not rest because he died with unresolved grievances! I didn't expect it was because of the torment of the death curse that prevented his release."
"Indeed, members of the Xuan Sect are perceptive, you've seen through it!" The old man sighed helplessly, "This was the wrong action of my child! But the Liu family has only this one descendant, and I must protect him. I apologize for any offense, gentlemen!"
The old man waved his rough hand, and several palm-sized wooden figurines fell to the ground.
These wooden figurines each held sharp blades, moving at incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to their feet.
Lu Fei and Kudeng handled the situation with ease.
But the Lin father and son suffered, unable to dodge in time. Their ankles were cut by the wooden figurines, and blood gushed out, leaving them immobile.
Ku Deng ignored Liu Jie for the moment and hurried to save people.
Liu Jie took the opportunity to run outside, but Lu Fei tripped him with a kick. Lu Fei then stepped on his back, pressing him down so he couldn't get up. In his desperation, Liu Jie tore a piece of Lu Fei's sleeve and threw it to the old man.
"Let go, boy!"
The old man caught the torn cloth, bit his finger, and squeezed a few drops of blood onto the cloth, muttering incantations as he tried to cast a curse on Lu Fei.
Lu Fei wouldn't give him the chance.
Calmly, he took out a lightning-struck jujube wood stick and waved it at the old man's hand holding the torn cloth.
A flash of lightning streaked by.
The torn cloth instantly burst into flames.
The old man grunted, as if struck by a punch, and staggered backward, looking at Lu Fei in disbelief.
When countering curses, overpowering the other party naturally leads to victory.
Thunder and lightning are the ultimate yang forces between heaven and earth, the bane of all yin and evil things, surpassing the old man's curses with ease.
"Who on earth are you?"
On the old man's weathered face, a deep sense of dread appeared. He had not expected this young man to be so formidable.
With just one move, he knew he had no chance of winning.