After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 545

Chapter 545: Zhouzhou Begging for Food
With a sweeping gesture, thousands of evil spirits swarmed towards Zhouzhou in the forest. The corners of his mouth still held a sardonic smirk. Ah, now let’s see how smug she remains!

Luo Jin’s expression shifted slightly as he swiftly pulled Zhouzhou behind him, wielding a peach wood sword to fend off the evil spirits. He glanced back at Zhouzhou, “Are you alright?”

To his surprise, the little girl wasn’t the least bit frightened. Instead, her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Before he could react, Zhouzhou darted out from behind him, tossing out the evil spirits and ancient malevolent spirits from the Soul Nourishing Talisman, exclaiming, “Let’s get to work!”

She had been wondering how to accumulate merit, and here it was presented to her.

Even the Ancestral Master within the statue couldn’t contain his laughter, watching as the merits rained down upon him like droplets, wishing for even more.

Seeing Luo Jin about to help, he quickly waved his hand, keeping him ten meters away, “Stay here and don’t disturb Zhouzhou’s efforts to earn merit.”

How much merit would this yield? It was worth every bit.

As Luo Jin snapped out of his daze, he was initially concerned for Zhouzhou, but after a few minutes, watching the lively little chubby girl, he finally relaxed somewhat.

It was somewhat bemusing; what most people would avoid like the plague was a cause for celebration for Zhouzhou.

Indeed, this little girl had quite a knack for things.

Glancing at the Taoist priest who was taken aback by the sudden turn of events and trying to retract the evil spirits, Luo Jin sneered and thrust his sword towards him.

Throwing his words back at him, “Since you’re here, you might as well stay.”

“Exactly,” Zhouzhou chimed in, nodding her head vigorously, “None of you are getting away today!”

“Little Celestial Master, rest assured, not a single one will escape!” The evil spirits crowed from above, mouths agape, one after another.

The ancient malevolent spirits wore grim expressions as they brandished their swords.

Growing impatient, Zhouzhou urged, “Slow down, leave some for me to handle on my own!”

Although they would eventually provide her with some, the intermediary process meant that she wouldn’t receive as much merit as if she handled it herself.

Brother Dafu had mentioned that to earn more, one must bypass intermediaries and prevent them from profiting from the difference.

Earning merit was no different.

Upon hearing her, the evil spirits and ancient malevolent spirits slowed down, hovering just out of Zhouzhou’s reach, extinguishing the spirits she couldn’t reach and occasionally kicking a few down to make it easier for her.

The Taoist priest watched as his efforts were destroyed, his eyes turning red with fury. He couldn’t help but curse, “You made me!”

With that, he suddenly pulled out something from his bag and hurled it towards a certain direction.

Seeing what he held, Luo Jin’s expression changed slightly as he rushed towards Zhouzhou.

Zhouzhou suddenly felt a suction force pulling her towards a spot, and the surroundings changed abruptly, shrouded in darkness.

Under the enveloping darkness, one couldn’t help but feel a sense of danger.

A large hand tightly gripped her, and an urgent voice sounded above her, “Are you alright?”

Zhouzhou shook her head, “I’m fine.”

She peered around, reaching out to touch, but finding nothing, “What is this? A formation?”

It seemed different from the formations she had encountered before, this one had a foul smell, reminiscent of the Taoist priest.

Luo Jin nodded grimly, “Yes, a formation made with evil spirits.”

Ah, that explained it.

Zhouzhou suddenly realized, covering her nose in disgust, “Brother Fox, let’s get out of here, I don’t like it.”

As she spoke, she took out a talisman from her bag and lit up the surroundings.

But the next moment, she saw a scene before her.

She was wearing tattered clothes, holding a bronze bowl, thin as a rail, weakly approaching people and shaking the bowl, saying feebly, “Kind sir, please give me some food.”

Behind her were her master, senior brothers, and two fathers, grandparents, uncles, aunts, and her seven brothers.

Each one was ragged, holding broken bowls, a family group of beggars walking the streets, driving people away with their gloomy presence.

Every passerby muttered words like “beggars” and “poor wretches.”

Zhouzhou looked down at herself, only to find that she was now dressed as a beggar.

She looked around bewildered.

Where was her money? Where was her golden mountain? Was she no longer destined to be a wealthy woman?

Looking at the “beggar” family behind her, Zhouzhou tightened her grip on the bowl, suddenly smashing it in one direction.

The light suddenly returned.

“Ah—” The Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Zhouzhou in shock, “How did you break out of the illusion formation? It’s impossible, absolutely impossible! I placed a heart demon formation in it, which can evoke the deepest fears in people’s hearts. You couldn’t have broken free so quickly!”

Zhouzhou looked at him as if he were a fool, hands on her hips, “I’m not that poor! And my master said I’m a natural-born beggar, even if I go begging, I’ll never end up like Little Skinny Pole!”

She, Qin Caicai, was born to be short of money. Even if she begged, she would be the Beggar King!

As for illusions, only fools believed in them!

Stung by her gaze, the Taoist priest gritted his teeth and remembered something. He chuckled, “Is that so? Then let’s see what the person next to you has to say.”

Zhouzhou turned around, only to find that her hand had somehow separated from Luo Jin’s.

At this moment, he looked pained, veins bulging on his hand, as if he were struggling to endure something.

Seeing his condition, Zhouzhou’s heart skipped a beat.

This wasn’t good!

“Brother Fox!” Zhouzhou rushed forward, calling out to him, “Brother Fox, what’s wrong?”

Luo Jin seemed oblivious, lost in his own pain, even swinging his sword.

Zhouzhou could only step back in dismay, feeling helpless and unsure of what to do.

The Taoist priest sneered, “Having someone accompany me on my journey would be worth it.”

“Hmph.” Zhouzhou’s face darkened, “Who do you think you are? Do you think Brother Fox would accompany you to your grave? Who gave you the confidence?”

With that, she raised her peach wood sword and thrust it towards him.

Regardless of what was wrong with Luo Jin, it was surely related to this formation. Capture the ringleader first; it couldn’t be wrong to eliminate this villain.

Seeing her, the Taoist priest’s pupils constricted, desperate to escape.

However, his legs were suddenly kicked from under him, and he fell heavily to the ground, turning to look at the young girl in front of him with a mix of horror and disbelief.

“You…” How could she break free so quickly!

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhouzhou’s peach wood sword pierced through his body, and the spirits flew out, carrying a strong aura of malevolence, with a foul stench filling the air.

The evil spirit beside him opened its mouth and devoured him in one gulp.

In the next moment, it burped, releasing a foul odor from its mouth.

Zhouzhou was instantly overwhelmed by the stench, covering her nose and retreating repeatedly.

The evil spirit was also stunned, standing still in place.

Two seconds later, it cried out, “I’m dirty!”