God of Joy

Just as Li Huowang felt like he was about to lose consciousness, he reached into his waist and pulled, and the moment the extremely harsh bell rang, that uncomfortable feeling quickly receded.

With a "thump!" Li Huowang's head slammed heavily on the ground, making his brain buzz.

Ignoring the pain in his head, Li Huowang gritted his teeth and continued to shake the copper bell in his hand vigorously, almost getting tricked by this guy.

The edge of the Eight Immortals Table, the bamboo poles of the platform, the edges of the Hu Family Ancestors' Spirit Tablets, now all the lines began to twist, quickly coalescing into a bizarre aggregate.

As Li Huowang, with a splitting headache, pointed his finger, Lord You pounced towards the retreating fake Lu Zhuangyuan.

Seeing that the opponent had a helper, that thing wanted to escape, but it was too late, Lord You had already arrived beside it.

However, it did not approach Lu Zhuangyuan's body, but instead directly burrowed into the black shadow cast on the ground by the lantern.

As the lines on Lord You's body, like sharp knives, cut the Small Feet Woman's shadow to pieces, that thing shrieked like a beast, falling to the ground and struggling desperately.

So, the main body of this thing is the shadow on the ground? No wonder it was useless to cut its body in half. This thought flashed through Li Huowang's mind.

Under Lord You's attack, the fake Lu Zhuangyuan that the thing had transformed into quickly deflated like a leaking airbag, and the humanoid shadow on the ground rapidly spread, eventually forming a pool of foul-smelling viscous black liquid.

Just when Li Huowang thought everything was over,

With a "whoosh," Lord You quickly darted back, spinning rapidly around him.

"What's going on? Could there be more?" Li Huowang's bell-ringing action, which had just begun to slow down, began to intensify.

Seeing that hiding was ineffective, the Small Feet Woman flashed out from a wriggling line in the distance, standing there and staring at this side gloomily.

The one that just turned into Lu Zhuangyuan wasn't this one, it has two. Just as Li Huowang thought this, another Small Feet Woman split from her, and began to divide more and more, and smaller and smaller.

Not just one, several Small Feet Women jumped out from the twisted lines around, and likewise began to divide smaller and smaller.

As Li Huowang pointed his finger, Lord You rushed up and began to attack the Small Feet Women, who were only the size of palms.

But no matter how fast the attack, it couldn't keep up with their division. These identical Small Feet Women surrounded Li Huowang, dividing as they went, opening their blood-red cherry mouths slightly, and began to twist their strange bodies, singing ballads in extremely high-pitched voices.

"God of Joy is happy, God of Joy smiles, robes and hats yield with amiable kinship."

"God of Joy jumps, God of Joy makes noise, sticky household red paper with fresh ink."

"God of Joy is angry, God of Joy is sad, fragrant skull lantern bright as the sea."

"God of Joy is hungry, God of Joy starves, left hand liver and right hand intestines, come to the village to welcome the God of Joy~!"

The moment they finished singing, their entire bodies exploded instantly, and some kind of black substance splattered from their bodies, completely dyeing the surrounding wriggling and twisting space black.

Although he didn't know what the other party was doing, Li Huowang sensed something was wrong at this moment, stopped the bell in his hand, and prepared to retreat first.

But the next second, his feet were nailed to the spot like nails, and a hazy, weak guidance from an unknown source made Li Huowang raise his head straight up, looking at the sky directly above.

It was extremely dark there, with nothing at all, but Li Huowang sensed something. There must be something very grand moving in the darkness.

"God of Joy?"

As soon as this thought emerged, Li Huowang saw outlines of various sizes begin to appear in the darkness. "No, that thing sensed my thoughts! I must leave here immediately."

Li Huowang thought so, but his body didn't do so. His body began to become excited, his breathing became rapid, the veins on his face bulged, he tore open the Daoist Robe on his body, and raised his hands high to welcome the thing in the darkness.

The black outlines became clear and twisted, Li Huowang could already see it! The blood vessels in his eyes had even begun to rupture due to excitement, and two lines of bloody tears slowly slid from his eye sockets.

"I can't watch anymore! Absolutely can't watch anymore!! Quickly close your eyes!!" Li Huowang struggled with all his might, but it was useless.

Li Huowang could already see the God of Joy's head, if that large string of chaotic, viscous stuff could really be called a head.

Just as that thing was about to completely emerge from the darkness, a very peculiar "clack clack" sound suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterward, the thing in the darkness suddenly stopped, abruptly shrinking back into the pitch-black sky, as if something in the darkness was pulling it.

Suddenly, an extremely loud rooster crowed, and the darkness in the sky shattered like a mirror.

Accompanied by the cracking of bones, Li Huowang, who was looking up, regained consciousness. He abruptly lowered his head, supported himself with his hands on the ground, and gasped for breath as he looked at the stone bricks on the ground.

"What exactly did those Small Feet Women summon? What just happened?!" All sorts of questions destined to go unanswered flashed through his mind.

Supporting himself on the Eight Immortals Table beside him, Li Huowang laboriously sat up. He looked up, but there was nothing in the sky, as if everything just now was fake.

The sky was already faintly bright, the Fifth Watch had already passed, and the Hu family would come to pick up their ancestors before long.

The stage in the distance was still sounding at this moment. Lu Zhuangyuan and the others had indeed sung for an entire night. Even though they looked shaky due to the influence of the Copper Bell, and their voices had become hoarse, they didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Looking at the various black Spirit Tablets beside him, Li Huowang belatedly remembered that the clacking sound just now seemed to be the sound of these Spirit Tablets simultaneously knocking on the table.

Li Huowang looked at these Hu Family Ancestors Spirit Tablets in surprise. "Could it be that they helped me just now?"

After thinking about it carefully, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible. He quickly stood still and gave a Qingfeng Temple Daoist salute to the Eight Immortals Tables where the Spirit Tablets were placed. "Thank you for your help."

As soon as he finished his salute, those Spirit Tablets suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the trembling sound became louder and louder. "Clack clack clack clack clack"

Looking at this eerie scene in front of him, Li Huowang took a cautious half-step back, holding the Daoist Copper Bell.

"What's going on? Did thanking them backfire? The sky is about to dawn, you're not going back, what are you waiting for?"

But just as Li Huowang thought this, with a "scrape" sound, all the Spirit Tablets on the Eight Immortals Table in front of him fell backward in unison.

Immediately afterward, a familiar and ethereal voice rang out from Li Huowang's ear, making him feel as if his body had fallen into an ice cave. "Child..."