Die for Me

Putting away the martial arts manuals and medicinal oil on the table, Lu Shaolin went downstairs to settle the bill.

The meal had cost one tael and two mace of silver, seeing as he had ordered dishes twice in a row.

Leaving the restaurant, Lu Shaolin swung onto his horse, squeezed its flanks, and galloped straight for Panshan Village!

By the time he returned to Panshan Village, it was already dusk.

Lu Shaolin stopped in the setting sun a hundred meters from his courtyard gate and took out the Clear-Eye Liquid, dripping two drops into his eyes.

As his eyes opened, a layer of azure light shrouded Lu Shaolin's pupils.

He raised his head toward the big tree by the courtyard gate. There was nothing there!

Lu Shaolin flicked the reins and rode beneath the tree, dismounted, and tied the reins to the trunk.

He then took out his key and opened the courtyard gate.

The instant the gate opened, a red-clad female ghost with disheveled hair and a tongue hanging down to her chest suddenly appeared before Lu Shaolin!

Her eyes fixed venomously upon him!

Fuck your mother!

Lu Shaolin's heart lurched violently in fright, and he punched straight at the ghost's deathly pale face.

With a sharp crack through the air, his casserole-sized fist passed directly through the female ghost's head.

Then Lu Shaolin felt a chill around his neck. The female ghost had climbed onto his back, her slick tongue wrapping around his throat.

Her head rested on his left shoulder, her eyes staring at him without blinking.

Lu Shaolin turned his head to look at the ghost's face and bared his teeth in a cruel grin. "You want to play, huh? I'll play with you properly!"

With that, he walked into the courtyard, shut the gate behind him, and strode to the middle of the yard.

The moment he reached the center, Lu Shaolin tossed aside the Black Iron Spear and circulated the Fire Venom Palm. His hands turned blackish red.

Then he grabbed at his neck with his left hand, seized the female ghost's tongue, and yanked it violently away from his throat.

He flung it forward, and with a whoosh, the female ghost was hurled from behind Lu Shaolin to in front of him. Lu Shaolin's right palm slammed into her chest.

With a bang, the female ghost was sent flying three meters away, her tongue stretching another three meters with her!

Black smoke rose from where his palm had struck her chest.

Pretty elastic!

Lu Shaolin looked at the tongue in his hand and gave it a savage tug. The female ghost immediately flew back, and Lu Shaolin struck her chest with another palm.

With a bang, he sent the female ghost flying again.

The female ghost let out a shrill scream. Her tongue severed itself in the middle, and she turned to flee.

Lu Shaolin threw away the half-tongue in his hand, explosive force bursting from his legs as he charged after her. Stretching out a large hand, he grabbed her by the hair.

"Run? Where do you think you're running to?"

With a bang, his palm stamped itself across the female ghost's face.

"Didn't you want to avenge your son?"

Bang! Another palm.

"Didn't you say you'd come after me even if you turned into a ghost?"

Bang!

"Die for me!"

Bang bang bang!...

The female ghost's face was instantly battered out of shape by Lu Shaolin's palms.

Lu Shaolin smashed downward with his left hand, pinning the female ghost directly to the ground.

His eyes immediately turned blood-red. He had already entered a frenzied state.

"Die! Die! Die! Die for me!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Roaring madly, Lu Shaolin struck again and again, his palms battering the female ghost's face and body.

With each strike, black qi continuously leaked from the female ghost.

After more than fifty palm strikes, the female ghost gave a final scream and completely dispersed into the air.

Lu Shaolin swiftly rose to his feet and summoned the System Panel to check. His Source Points had increased, confirming that the female ghost was dead!

Phew—Lu Shaolin let out a long breath. Looking at the deep pit he had punched into the ground beneath his feet, he stepped over it.

Reaching the main hall, he drained all the tea from the teapot in one gulp.

The Fire Venom Palm was too weak against Vengeful Souls. He needed to increase its power or find a weapon forged from Fire-Pattern Steel.

By then, night had fully fallen. Lu Shaolin rested briefly, then left the courtyard, led the Black-Mane Horse inside, and tied it beneath the osmanthus tree.

After washing up, he went straight into the bedroom to rest.

He would bring the sisters back tomorrow morning.

Early the next morning, Lu Shaolin took up his spear, mounted his horse, and rode straight toward the county town.

Arriving at the Fortunate Arrival Inn in the county town, Lu Shaolin went to the sisters' room and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

Dong Jia's voice came from within.

"It's me."

Lu Shaolin replied with a smile.

"Young Master!"

Dong Jia threw open the door, tears filling her eyes as she looked at Lu Shaolin.

"It's all right now. I've already killed the Vengeful Soul."

Lu Shaolin comforted her.

"Really, Young Master?"

Dong Linger's little head squeezed out from beside her.

"Of course it's true. Didn't I come to take you two home?"

Lu Shaolin rubbed Dong Linger's little head.

"We're going back now?"

Dong Jia asked.

"Mm. Pack up, and we'll leave."

Lu Shaolin nodded.

The two sisters packed up, checked out of their room, and followed Lu Shaolin out of the inn.

At the sight of the Black-Mane Horse, Dong Jia's pretty face instantly reddened.

Lu Shaolin did not notice. He directly lifted both sisters onto the horse, then mounted himself, squeezed the horse's flanks, and galloped straight toward Panshan Village.

When the three arrived at the gate on horseback, six fine horses stood outside. Ma San, Feng Tie, and four others were sitting beneath the large tree, chatting.

Seeing Lu Shaolin return, the six hurriedly stood and cupped their fists. "Boss!"

"What are you doing here?"

Lu Shaolin asked as he jumped down from the horse.

"Deputy Hall Master Chen sent someone to call us back. After we returned, he told us to come here and await your orders!"

Feng Tie stepped forward and said.

"So that's how it is."

Lu Shaolin nodded, then turned and lifted the sisters down.

Ma San cupped his fists toward Dong Jia. "Miss Dong!"

"Brother Ma."

Dong Jia curtsied.

"Right, this is... this is my family, Dong Jia and Dong Linger!"

Lu Shaolin introduced them to the others.

"Miss Dong, Miss Ling'er!"

Feng Tie, Li Cai, and the others cupped their fists.

Blushing, Dong Jia took Dong Linger's hand and curtsied again toward Feng Tie and the others.

"Let's go inside first! Tie the horses outside; the courtyard isn't that big!"

Lu Shaolin waved his hand.

Hearing him, Dong Jia quickly stepped forward and opened the courtyard gate.

Li Cai went to take hold of Lu Shaolin's Black-Mane Horse.

Lu Shaolin entered the courtyard first and sat down in the main hall.

Feng Tie, Ma San, and the others followed behind and also sat down in the main hall.

Dong Jia brought over tea.

"Boss, you killed Ouyang Zheng with a single spear strike. The whole Blackwater Gang was shocked!"

Feng Tie said after taking a sip of tea.

"Boss's strength is unfathomable!"

Li Cai said with a smile.

"All right, all right. Can't you lot do anything besides flatter me?"

Lu Shaolin waved his hand.

"Hehehe!"

The others laughed awkwardly.

"Young Master, didn't you say you were going to buy a packet of candied hawthorns?"

Dong Linger poked her head in from the doorway, then scampered over and threw herself into Lu Shaolin's arms.

"Uh, I got busy and forgot. Li Cai, go to the county town and buy some braised meat and good wine. Bring back a packet of candied hawthorns while you're at it. You can all eat here at noon."

Lu Shaolin took out ten taels of silver and tossed them to Li Cai.

"Yes, Boss!"

Li Cai rose in acknowledgment, turned, and left the courtyard. Hoofbeats soon rang out.

"All right, someone's gone to buy them. He'll bring them back soon!"

Lu Shaolin rubbed Dong Linger's head.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Dong Linger's doll-like face blossomed into a flower.