In an instant, the whole temple was filled with a fierce gust of wind, and the candles that were lit went out one after another.
The intestines hanging from beneath Rama Ayah's head immediately took advantage and wrapped around Sun Yan's neck.
A forceful constriction filled Sun Yan's senses, choking him to the point he could barely breathe.
Rama Ayah opened her mouth full of sharp fangs and bit towards Sun Yan's nose bridge.
It left no doubt that this bite could directly disfigure Sun Yan's face beyond recognition.
Sun Yan stared at the bloodthirsty mouth so close to him and suddenly lowered his head, colliding Rama Ayah's mouth directly with the Nuo Mask he wore on his forehead.
Bam!
Rama Ayah felt an enormous and righteous force burst out from the Nuo Mask, as if a burly figure of an evil god with a colorful face appeared behind Sun Yan.
In an instant, that force sent her flying, breaking the intestines wrapped around Sun Yan's neck, spurting blood relentlessly.
Stretching out to brush away the intestines sticking to his skin, Sun Yan watched the Flying Head Monster falling and tumbling continuously on the ground not far away. He put the Nuo Mask back on and immediately took big steps forward, raising the Golden Halberd to strike at the Flying Head Monster.
Rama Ayah, scared, quickly rolled away, opened her mouth, and spewed a foul-smelling black mist towards Sun Yan.
Instantly, a large number of bats flew out from the black mist, flapping their wings to launch a frenzied attack on Sun Yan.
Taking the opportunity, Rama Ayah struggled to lift off from the ground, intending to escape from this temple.
She figured it out soon enough; Sun Yan had formidable strength, far beyond her Flying Head Monster's capabilities.
Staying here to compete for the Dharma Aspect of the Black Curse Buddha Mother would not only fail but may also cost her life.
"I've already got your hair. Once I return and set up the altar to cast black magic, you'll be dead without a doubt. Let's see you try to stop me from reclaiming the Buddha Mother's Dharma Aspect then."
Rama Ayah soared into the air with a sinister, evil smile.
However, just as she was about to fly out the temple doors, a series of gunshots suddenly rang out from the side, deafening in sound.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Rama Ayah's eyes were shocked, and several bullet holes instantly appeared on her face as she plummeted to the ground from mid-air.
At this moment, her head was like a deflating balloon, the wounds hissing and oozing black blood.
In just a few seconds, Rama Ayah lost all signs of movement.
Sun Yan used a swing of the axe to ward off the bats around him and turned to see Zhao Chuan Yi holding two guns, looking like a righteous gun god.
It was clear that the bullets that flew just now came from his hands.
Sun Yan was deeply moved, thinking in this modern society, American-style gunmanship was truly handy.
With Rama Ayah dead, the bats she spat out also died, dropping to the ground one after another, their bodies visibly shriveling and soon turning into bat corpses.
Zhao Chuan Yi couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief, explaining instinctively, "I was afraid that if she escaped, it would cause future troubles. This should be considered self-defense, right?"
"Theoretically, what you killed wasn't a human, so there's no need for self-defense."
Sun Yan looked at the Flying Head of Rama Ayah on the ground and clicked his tongue, "Burn this thing with fire, to prevent it from becoming a menace."
Masters of black magic who cultivate the Flying Head Monster often face life and death challenges, but once successful, they can use the monster for bloodthirsty cultivation, rapidly enhancing their mana.
However, the downside is that while the Flying Head Monster is fearsome, if it encounters a fatal injury outside, the black magic master will die with it.
Chen Xijiu stood aside, already dumbfounded by the sight. For him, tonight's experience was undoubtedly bizarre beyond words.
Before meeting Sun Yan and his friends, he never thought that evil spirits and ghosts could exist in this world, but tonight he witnessed them all, making this a startling feast for the eyes.
"What should we do with this guy? He intentionally harmed people, and we can't just let him off the hook."
Zhao Chuan Yi put down his gun and asked, pointing to Chen Lao San who was bound on the ground.
Although Chen Dong's sins were countless, sacrificing his own sister to empower the Buddha Mother, this Chen Lao San was no better than him. Both were equally insane and inhuman.
"We are here merely for exorcism; we don't have the right to judge justice, and we certainly can't kill him. Let's just tell his family the truth and let them decide."
Sun Yan said casually, placing the Dharma Aspect of the Black Curse Buddha Mother on Chen Lao San's chest.
...
At sunrise, a glint of dawn slowly illuminated the eastern horizon, dyeing the earth golden.
Sun Yan and Zhao Chuan Yi stood smoking at the entrance of Chen Family Village, using the nicotine to soothe the psychological stress from encountering so many strange occurrences last night.
"Honestly, in all my years of exorcism in North America, I've never encountered anything as strange as last night. It was absolutely thrilling. Without you, I might have died in that ancestral temple."
Zhao Chuan Yi looked at Sun Yan, who wore a Big Red Numbered Shirt and had the Nuo Mask atop his head, smiling, "Lao Zhou was right; your exorcism skills are truly impressive."
"You're too kind. It was just a matter of risking my life."
Sun Yan exhaled smoke from his lungs and pulled out his phone to send a message of greeting to Sosia.
Having completed his task flawlessly, he wondered how Sosia was faring on her end.
Because Zhou Haidong had taken Wang Heqiang to the hospital by car earlier, Sun Yan and Zhao Chuan Yi now had no transportation to leave Chen Family Village and could only wait idly in the village.
[Jackson: Good morning, ma'am, have you found the body I needed?]
In less than a minute, Sosia quickly replied.
[Sosia: Almost, this task wasn't easy at all. I hired several boats just to find what you need in the Mississippi River. I insist you properly reward me once you're back at the graveyard.]
[Jackson: Of course, that's no problem at all. What kind of reward would you like?]
[Sosia: Let me think... a new Hermes bag? Or perhaps a relaxing retreat trip?]
[Jackson: Haha]
Putting away his phone, Sun Yan couldn't help but wipe the non-existent cold sweat off his face.
Sosia, this Wolf Girl, certainly knew how to indulge. Although Sun Yan had never bought luxury goods before, he was aware that Hermes bags were quite costly.
Since taking over the graveyard, he had only earned so much money; buying a bag as a reward might just turn his assets negative.
As for traveling, it was just moving from a place where you're tired of staying to another where others are tired of being, to see mountains and water. Can that even be considered a relaxing retreat?
"Girlfriend?" Zhao Chuan Yi noticed Sun Yan's changing expressions and couldn't help but gossip.
"An employee at my graveyard."
"You are the most career-focused young person I have ever met."
Shooting the breeze with Zhao Chuan Yi, Sun Yan flicked away the cigarette butt that had burned through and suddenly glanced towards a Lamborghini sports car parked by the roadside in the distance.
It was the latest 2024 model, with a front design completely different from previous generations.
For a young person like Sun Yan, it was quite eye-catching.
However, what Sun Yan noticed was a headless corpse lying on the other side of the sports car, already beginning to decompose.
He hurried over to check, and his expression quickly turned peculiar.
"So that's where the body of the Flying Head Monster was hidden. This is great news, Brother Zhao, we have a way to get home now."