177: Chapter 177 Night God

The 25th, night.

The moonlight was beautiful, and the breeze was gentle.

Han Jingyang and Liu Jing walked for over half an hour, approaching the small hill rented by Liu Qing from the other side of the village.

When they were about two hundred meters away, Han Jingyang suddenly pulled Liu Jing back: "Wait."

"What is it, Boss?"

"Someone's there?"

"Where?" Liu Jing quickly crouched down and looked around vigilantly.

Han Jingyang stared at the earth qi that was gently rippling over by the hill.

The outskirts were very quiet at night. In this place, Quancheng, there wasn't even a wild animal larger than a hare, so the earth qi was usually very calm, like a placid lake without a single ripple.

But at this very moment, the earth qi over by the hill was continuously spreading ripples in all directions.

This kind of disturbance could only be caused by living people or large wild animals; it couldn't be anything else.

So, there was an ambush.

No, to be precise, they were night watchmen.

Thinking of this, Han Jingyang sneered inwardly.

That Liu fellow was quite cautious, knowing to hire people for a night watch.

However, such tactics might stop an ordinary Feng Shui Master, but they couldn't stop me.

Han Jingyang whispered the positions of the two people to Liu Jing: "Let's move in slowly. I'll create an opportunity for you; aim for a one-hit takedown. We absolutely cannot let them sound the alarm."

"Boss, how do you know there's an alarm?"

"Do you even need to ask? Who works a night shift without alarm equipment? Even school teachers bring a walkie-talkie when they're on night duty, let alone these people."

"Oh," Liu Jing nodded: "Kill them all?"

"Of course not. By one-hit takedown, I mean incapacitating them. Knocking them out is best; restraining them is secondary."

"Understood, Boss. How will you create the opportunity?"

Han Jingyang smiled: "You'll see in a moment."

After saying this, he took out the jade guan gong statue and directly activated the "Manifestation of Holiness" attribute.

Then, he turned his head and asked Liu Jing: "Do you see it?"

Liu Jing was stunned for a moment. She looked up and suddenly blocked Han Jingyang behind her: "Th-this, this is..."

"Chaotian Temple. Don't you recognize it?"

"Re-really, it's really Chaotian Temple? It's completely different from what we saw that day."

"Completely different?"

"It's not completely different, but the aura is entirely changed. The current Chaotian Temple looks like a true deity. Right, I've seen some Tibetan Buddhist art; many Vajrapani guardians look just like this—pitch black, fierce faces, but with an aura of Majesty and dominance."

Liu Jing's heart was practically jumping out of her chest; she could hear the thumping sound of her accelerated heartbeat. Her breathing had almost stopped because the Chaotian Temple in front of her was too terrifying.

At night, in the unfamiliar outskirts.

Seeing a two-point-seven or eight-meter-tall black Vajra the moment you look up—who wouldn't be afraid?

If it were an ordinary person, not being scared to the point of fainting would be considered brave.

A moment later, Liu Jing slowly exhaled, mustered her courage, and focused her attention to observe carefully.

It was indeed different from the Chaotian Temple seen at the temple that day. Although the appearance was still terrifying, the gloomy aura was completely gone. Its expression was more dignified, there was a faint golden light, and its eyes and movements even had a touch of clumsy cuteness.

What a huge change.

The Boss's ability was truly formidable; in such a short time, he had transformed an extremely fierce evil spirit into a true deity.

Divine and spiritual, that is what makes a deity.

Chaotian Temple had supernatural powers and a trace of intelligence; wasn't that exactly what a deity was?

Han Jingyang waited for Liu Jing to calm down before chuckling softly: "How does it feel?"

"Shocking," Liu Jing nodded seriously: "Boss, seeing Chaotian Temple, I am certain of one thing."

"What?"

"One day, even if you were to summon Guanyin Bodhisattva or even the Tathagata Buddha, I wouldn't find it incredible."

Guanyin? Tathagata? Heh, is the Great Emperor Zhenwu any worse than them?

I'll let you broaden your horizons in a moment.

Just make sure you remember what you said; don't get scared into wetting your pants.

Thinking this, he picked up the jade guanyin statue and led Chaotian Temple toward the hill: "I'll go attract their attention; you circle around to the back and capture them."

"Boss, can you handle it alone?"

"With Chaotian Temple here, my combat power is no less than yours. It's just that Chaotian Temple can't be too far from me, otherwise I could handle it alone."

Actually, Han Jingyang had many methods.

For example, the pure gold chased entwined lotus pattern celestial globe vase in his hand would be very suitable. Once the Confusing Soul Formation was activated, these two would be nothing.

But the skill of a Grade 4 item was too precious; using it here would be too wasteful.

Tonight, there was only one skill usage quota.

No more.

If he used two skills just to vent this anger, the loss would outweigh the gain. The satisfaction from venting the anger wouldn't compensate for the sense of loss from using two skills in a row.

...

Below the hill.

Liu Ming and Huo Qian were huddled together chatting, smoking and talking about things men love to discuss.

Liu Ming checked his watch: "Two more hours. Damn, time is passing so slowly."

Huo Qian chuckled: "Be content. At least it's cool working the night shift. It's damn hot during the day. If I had money, I'd definitely move my whole family to Dao City. Summer in Dao City isn't this hot."

A few seconds after he finished speaking, Huo Qian didn't hear Liu Ming respond, and he was a bit surprised: "Are you stupid?"

He looked up and saw Liu Ming staring dumbfounded in the southwest direction.

"What are you looking at? Aliens?" As he said this, he looked in the direction of Liu Ming's gaze.

At a glance, the hair on his body stood on end instantly. A chill ran down his spine, goosebumps covered his entire body, and he didn't even notice when the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Th-this, what is this?"

"A ghost?"

"Or a god?"

"So tall!"

"So strong!"

"So majestic!"

"Could it be the Night-Walking God my grandfather used to talk about?"

Watching that Night-Walking God get closer and closer, Huo Qian opened his mouth to scream.

Liu Ming, who was beside him, covered Huo Qian's mouth: "Are you looking to die?"

"Mmph, mmph, mmph..."

"Don't make a sound. He might not be coming for us, and he might not have malicious intent. Don't provoke him."

"Mmph, mmph, mmph—"

"Look, he's walking over there."

"Mmph, mmph..."

"Not good, he's turned back around. What is he looking for? Could it be related to what the Liu family is doing?"

"Mmph—"

Liu Ming looked down: "What do you want to say?"

The next second, a sharp long blade was pressed against Liu Ming's neck, and a cold female voice sounded from behind him: "If you don't want to die, shut up. And put your hands up, quickly!"

Liu Ming and Huo Qian raised their hands in unison.

They were just ordinary people; where would they have ever seen such a scene?

A towering black ghost god.

A cold female blade-wielder.

They only earned five hundred yuan a day; it wasn't worth risking their lives.

Liu Jing used zip ties to tie the two people up, confiscated their mobile phones, walkie-talkies, and other equipment, then gagged them and waved at Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang, holding the jade guan gong statue, led Chaotian Temple over and looked the two of them up and down: "Let's play a game. It's very simple. I ask, you answer. Who wants to play with me for a while?"

Huo Qian and Liu Ming nodded in unison.

Han Jingyang casually removed the towel from Liu Ming's mouth: "You'll do. Are you Liu Qing's people?"

Liu Ming replied quickly: "Liu Jian hired us. Five hundred a day, two people per group, six groups in total. Four hours per shift, guarding all day. We are all equipped with alarm devices, but I didn't touch it."