Gentle Sleep Instructor

Chapter 1502 Past Events

"Another...another one dead?" Fatty was close to tears. They were both top-tier ghouls, but this one was too weak. Dahe Niangniang's butterfly just scattered Master Shui's ashes with a single flap.

Tang Qisheng was ashen-faced, his voice trembling. "This...this time it looks like it's really over. Look, Master Shui has turned to ash."

They didn't have any deep affection for Master Shui. Their miserable crying was entirely because Master Shui's death meant they were next.

Wu Yingying seemed surprised at how easily she had defeated Master Shui. She cautiously stepped forward, the terrifying butterfly fluttering in front of Master Shui's remains.

After Master Shui died, all the vines withered, drooping and falling to the ground, looking like they would soon die completely.

Just as Wu Yingying was about to approach the remains, the grayish-white debris suddenly collapsed. Except for the outer shell, the inside...the inside was empty!

Wu Yingying reacted quickly, instantly retreating, but it was too late. A vine lying crookedly on the ground suddenly burst open, and a figure darted out, instantly appearing behind Wu Yingying.

Clenching her fist, Wu Yingying twisted her waist in mid-air, punching backward. But Master Shui's figure, as expected, did not launch a deadly attack. He just swiftly tapped Wu Yingying's neck with his fingertip, and at the same time, used the force of Wu Yingying's punch to quickly distance himself.

Although the punch was hasty, it contained considerable power. Master Shui staggered back three steps after landing before managing to steady himself.

This made Tang Qisheng, who was watching the battle, scratch his head anxiously. He originally thought this sneak attack, even if it wasn't fatal, would cripple the female ghost.

This opportunity was wasted, and there wouldn't be another one!

And no matter how you looked at it, trading a finger tap for a punch was a loss for Master Shui. Neither of them were human, so why act like martial arts masters and play the acupoint game?

Fatty, watching Master Shui "resurrect" for the second time, couldn't help but have a bold idea. Later, he could persuade this old thing to take the lead and provoke the Chairman. Anyway, he couldn't be killed. In Fatty's mind, Master Shui wasn't very aggressive, but had full control and was especially durable. Even if he really died, Fatty suspected that pouring some water on his head might revive him. This old man seemed to be plant-based.

That deadly butterfly floated over again, it seemed that this time, it wouldn't give Master Shui any more chances.

But now Master Shui had turned back into that little old man again, with his hands behind his back, he sighed softly, "Little girl, I admit you are very good, but after all, you are still too green."

Wu Yingying didn't waste any words, or maybe she couldn't speak. She tensed her body and charged towards Master Shui again, and faintly, she could see the phantom of a giant abyss wave appearing beside her. A yin (dark, cold, ghostly) energy from the bottom of the lake rushed towards him.

Faced with such pressure, Master Shui just scratched his head, then fiddled with the young seedlings on his head, selected one that was growing well, then gritted his teeth in advance, and pulled it out fiercely. The moment the seedling was pulled out, it withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Master Shui also shivered from the pain, and green liquid dripped continuously along his scalp, the viscous texture like blood.

A magical scene happened. After pulling out the seedling, Wu Yingying, who was charging forward, suddenly stopped, then covered the right side of her neck with both hands, her expression very painful.

And this position was exactly where Master Shui's fingertip had touched.

Losing Wu Yingying's control, the butterfly flew into the air and dissipated, turning into a handful of ice-blue powder, which was very beautiful.

"Grow!"

Master Shui's face was serious, and he held the withered seedling in his hand. As soon as he said this, the seedling turned into dust, and the next second, something truly terrifying happened. The position Wu Yingying was covering with her hands actually began to bulge, bulging exaggeratedly. Both hands couldn't hold it down, as if something was about to burst out.

After a moment of stalemate, Wu Yingying knelt on the ground in pain, and then a seedling actually drilled out from between her fingers, looking the same as the seedlings on Master Shui's head!

The seedling grew extremely fast, becoming thick in just a few breaths, and its color changed from light green to yellowish-green, and then gradually approached the yellow of full maturity.

It was rice, Fatty recognized it, and the front end of the rice had already formed heavy grains. Fatty and others were stunned by the scene in front of them. Immediately afterwards, their stomachs felt uncomfortable, and acid water kept rising in their stomachs. Who would have thought that the white rice eaten by those villagers was actually...actually formed like this!

At this moment, Wu Yingying also seemed to have been drained of all her strength, unable to support her body any longer, and fell to the ground, her slender body twitching constantly, making people feel uncomfortable.

Master Shui shook his head and turned around, looked at Jiang Cheng, and said after a moment, "Don't worry, this girl is fine. She's being controlled, and the power in her body can only exert 60-70% of its potential, otherwise I wouldn't dare to hold back. If that were the case, I would have no choice but to kill her."

Hearing Master Shui say this, Jiang Cheng felt relieved and cupped his hands to Master Shui to thank him: "Thank you, Senior."

"Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior!" Fatty and others also breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Master Shui repeatedly.

Unexpectedly, Master Shui curled his lips at Fatty disdainfully, "I said, you Fatty, you are the most dishonest among these people. Don't think I didn't know what you were thinking just now. When you saw me win, you called me Senior, and when you saw me being beaten down, you called me old thing. Is that how you do things?"

Fatty didn't dare to argue, shrank his neck and explained: "Old...Senior, wasn't I just anxious for you and misspoke? You are highly respected and even have a green head, you must not be as knowledgeable as a junior like me."

"Heh, I don't need you to worry about me. Not to mention this girl, even that bastard above, you ask him, how is it to be hit by my move?" Master Shui seemed to have thought of something, squinting his eyes and becoming more and more proud, "Hey, guess what?"

Tang Qisheng swallowed and asked weakly: "What happened?"

"Hey, I took advantage of him being hit and ran away, ran very fast. The three of them chased me all night and didn't catch up." Master Shui stroked his beard and laughed.

Fatty was stunned. He didn't know what Master Shui was proud of, but Jiang Cheng had a higher opinion of Master Shui. The people who could come to besiege Master Shui with the Night Watcher Chairman would obviously not be ordinary people. In any case, being able to escape from the Chairman and two other high-level disciples was not a simple matter, even Wu Du might not be able to do it.