This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

“My grandfather was named Hu Guohua, and the Hu family ancestors were well-known landlords in the area. During their most glorious period, they owned more than forty connected houses in three alleys in the city…”

“Hu Guohua had the most cunning ideas. To deal with my uncle, he went back to his hometown and found a craftsman who specialized in making paper dolls and paper horses…”

Late at night.

In the guesthouse room, Xu Yang held his smartphone and found a horror story online, vividly narrating it.

When he narrated about the paper doll that Hu Guohua had commissioned coming to life—

“Ding!”

“The zombie was frightened, merit points +100, constitution +1.”

Xu Yang’s eyes sparkled, and he continued to tell the story.

“Ding!”

“The zombie was frightened, merit points +100, constitution +1.”

“Ding…”

A series of system prompt tones put Xu Yang in an excited state, but at that moment…

Boom boom boom!!!

The inhabitant of the neighboring room angrily pounded on the wall, yelling, “Motherfucker, can’t you let people sleep?”

“Telling ghost stories late at night, are you fucking stupid?”

After all, it was a guesthouse.

The housing was renovated from a private residence, and the two rooms were separated by a partition, so poor sound insulation was normal.

Xu Yang frowned, but he continued the story.

Boom boom boom!

Another knock came from the wall next door as the neighbor angrily said, “Motherfucker, keep quiet, or I’ll come over there and shove your head up your

Inside the stone coffin, Yun Mengxi heard the cursing and her eyes lit up. She quickly said, “Xu Yang, maybe you should stop the stories. It’s not good to disturb others’ rest.”

Xu Yang opened an audiobook app, found the ghost story he had been telling, played it, and placed it on the coffin lid. He said, “No problem, you just listen for a while, and I’ll be back.”

He flipped his hand and took out his hammer.

He used a divine strength talisman and a diamond talisman, then quietly walked out of the room and went to the neighboring room.

“Are you… Xu Yang, the Northwest Hammer King?”

“What do you want?”

“I am Shandong Little Likui… I suggest you not be unreasonable… All… Brother, I was wrong!”

In the stone coffin, Yun Mengxi listened to the clatter and clang from the neighboring room, followed by the bitter screams and pleas of the “Shandong Little Likui.”

Three minutes later, Xu Yang returned to the stone coffin with his hammer in hand.

He pulled a table and chair over beside the coffin and began drawing talismans.

Meanwhile, the audiobook app on the cell phone continued to play the horror story.

The narrator’s storytelling skills were far superior to Xu Yang’s, and the chilling atmosphere they created with the way they modulated their voice and used its fluctuations was enough to give even Xu Yang goosebumps.

Inside the stone coffin, Yun Mengxi trembled and was close to tears.

But…

With her temperament, she would never admit defeat.

She plugged her ears with her fingers… but her hearing was so keen that she could effortlessly hear even a mosquito fly by. There was no way she could ignore the sound from the smartphone placed on the coffin lid.

Especially since Xu Yang had turned the volume up to its maximum!

“That’s right!”

“I can pretend to sleep…”

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Yun Mengxi’s head, and a gleam appeared in her beautiful eyes: “That’s right, Xu Yang told the stories to help me fall asleep. If I pretend to be asleep, he’ll stop.”

And so…

A soft snoring sound came from inside the stone coffin.

“Asleep?”

Xu Yang, who had been drawing talismans, paused for a moment, and said sarcastically, “Listening to a ghost story can actually make you fall asleep. Quite a talent, just like me when I was little… Huh?”

At that moment.

The system prompt tone rang again.

“Ding!”

“The zombie was frightened, merit points +100, constitution +1.”

Xu Yang showed a meaningful smile and thought to himself how crafty this little girl was to pretend to be asleep and snore. He continued drawing talismans and let the smartphone on the coffin lid play the ghost story.

About twenty minutes later.

Boom boom boom!!!

Finally, Yun Mengxi couldn’t take it anymore.

She forcefully banged on the coffin lid, causing Xu Yang’s smartphone to fall to the ground, nails from the coffin to loosen, and crawled out from under the coffin lid. She glared angrily at Xu Yang, saying, “What the hell? Are you going to keep playing that stupid ghost story and not let me sleep?”

“Hahaha…”

Xu Yang said, “You were the one who asked me to tell you a story…”

He picked up the phone and turned off the audiobook app.

He glanced at the system property interface and saw that the number of merit points had returned to over 5,000. Feeling satisfied, he yawned and said, “Alright, it’s late, and I have to attend the Daoist Skills Conference tomorrow, so I’ll go to sleep first.”

Xu Yang set his alarm clock and lay in bed. He soon fell into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.

Yun Mengxi resentfully looked at Xu Yang lying in bed and quietly returned to the stone coffin.

She closed the coffin lid herself and laid down on the jade pillow and the fox fur, trying to rest.

However…

As soon as she closed her eyes, images from the story Xu Yang had told her involuntarily filled her mind.

She shuddered.

Yun Mengxi coiled her body, tossing and turning in the cramped stone coffin, unable to sleep.

Especially since Xu Yang’s even breathing from the bed outside the coffin continuously reached her ears, like a bug drilling into them, making it impossible for her to sleep!

She angrily kicked the coffin a few times, rolled about, and the images of the ghost story continually resurfaced in her mind…