The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 260: Hu Family’s Misfortune (Third Update)

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“Roar!!! I will kill him! I want him dead! He dug up my ancestors’ graves! Destroyed my Nine Yin Wealth Gathers! Attacked the eternal foundation of my Hu Family! I want to tear His tendons! Skin him alive! Eat his flesh! Drink his blood! Gnaw on his bones! Torture his soul!”

Hu Yiquan has completely lost his sanity! Gone mad!

No one understood better than him what it meant to have an ancestral grave dug up!

Simultaneously, his radiant face suddenly turned incredibly haggard, especially the area between his eyebrows. Incredibly, it turned pitch black, like ink!

Fortune!

From the moment his ancestral grave was dug up, the fortune of the Hu family has vanished like smoke in thin air!

“Die!!!”, Hu Yiquan roared in resentment, striking down with his palm, shattering a jar placed next to him.

This jar had some talismans attached to it. It was indeed the same vase that the freak from Zhou’s, Master Zhou, had used to rear a ghost from the Qing Dynasty.

The jar exploded and a red-dressed evil ghost floated out!

This red-dressed evil ghost was a child, about 11 or 12 years old. His face was deathly pale, blood flowed from his orifices, and around his body were traces of strangulation marks, with a strong resentment emanating from him.

Hu Yiquan grabbed hold of the red-dressed evil ghost firmly!

The red dress evil ghost struggled ceaselessly, screaming and roaring, but Hu Yiquan, with a demonic grin, chewed and swallowed it down!

After eating the red-dressed evil ghost, Hu Yiquan belched, his face covered with a chilling ghostly aura!

Meanwhile.

The bodyguard who’d stepped out of the study had quietly arrived in a room.

This was Hu Yang’s bedroom.

Normally Hu Yang and Hu Yiquan would not stay together, but today, due to his injuries, Hu Yiquan moved him in directly.

Upon entering the room, the bodyguard, looking at Hu Yang sunk in deep sleep sprawled on the bed, his eyes filled with boundless hatred and killer intent. “Hu Yang! You slept with my wife! You think I didn’t know? Damn it! I served your Hu family with absolute loyalty! You dared to sleep with my wife! My wife is pregnant! You want me to be overjoyed becoming a father! You think I don’t know that she is carrying your bastard child? Today, I want you dead! I’ll take you down with me!”

The bodyguard drew his handgun!

Strangely, upon learning that his wife was messed up by Hu Yang, and even got pregnant, this bodyguard had been swallowing his rage, but dared not voice it, not even harboring thoughts of revenge in his heart.

But tonight, he acquired the courage and resolution to eliminate Hu Yang!

He himself did not understand why he didn’t back down, would rather die together, than let Hu Yang live!

The situation happened in the blink of an eye!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bodyguard emptied several rounds into Hu Yang who was asleep on the bed!

Each bullet impacted Hu Yang’s body with precision.

Hu Yang’s head was blasted apart, his heart was pierced…

He couldn’t be deader!

“My son!!!!!!” In an instant, Hu Yiquan rushed in from the study, screaming with tears of blood. “Backlash… this… the ancestral grave was dug up, the Nine Yin Wealth Gathers were broken, the backlash happened so fast… my son… my son is dead! haha~~~~~~ Damn it! Beast!”

Before the bodyguard even had time to take another shot, Hu Yiquan had already closed in like a shadow, sticking a talisman on the bodyguard while retreating and chanting incantations.

The next second!

Bang

The bodyguard’s body exploding there and then, his body parts and blood sprayed across the room!

Song Yuru’s house.

Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru returned home and took a bath together.

Huang Xiaolong was so excited that he almost fainted!

This was his first time… taking a bath with a girl!

After the bath, in Song Yuru’s room, they both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

It’s not that Huang Xiaolong didn’t want to do anything else, like breaking her maidenhead, they were just exhausted tonight.

Not only was he tired, Song Yuru was even more so, she fell asleep only seconds after laying down, nuzzling her head against his chest like a good little kitten.

Huang Xiaolong kissed her pretty peaceful cheek and promptly fell asleep.

He woke up the next day at nine in the morning. Spotting sunlight filtering in through the window, he opened his eyes drowsily, only to find the Song Yuru in his arms nowhere to be found.

“Wifey” Huang Xiaolong called out.

A giggle came from downstairs. “Lazy pig, get up, I’m making breakfast for you.”

“Ah Okay, getting up now.” Huang Xiaolong somersaulted off the bed, hastily adjusting his clothes but did not rush downstairs. Instead, he wandered up to the second-floor balcony.

The balcony faced the back hill.

Looking in the distance, at the tomb area of the back hill, the lingering grievance and resentment had completely dissipated. Moreover, the airspace above the entire hill was collecting a massive force of luck, like the great raging river, surging incessantly!

Among these forces, there was wealth luck, official luck, love luck, long life luck…

This was undoubtedly the sign of a geomantic treasure!

“Hahaha The luck of the city village has returned to normal. Hehehe, in the future, some villagers will become officials, some will get rich, some will find their loved ones, some will live to a ripe old age… This is right! The Hu family? Should be done for, right?” Huang Xiaolong’s face burst into a relieved smile.

Headed downstairs.

Downstairs in the living room, Song Yuru was wearing homewear, looking as innocent as a flower. Seeing Huang Xiaolong coming downstairs, she greeted him with a radiant smile. “Xiaolong, I made you noodles and some chicken soup.”

“Wifey, why did you get up so early? I had planned to wake up this morning, energetic and… you know, do it a few times.” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.

“Pfft Jumping the gun!” Song Yuru spat out. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere, I’m all yours… Oh right, Xiaolong, there’s a bombshell news this morning!”

“What’s up?” Huang Xiaolong perked up. “About the Hu family?”

“Xiaolong, you’re really smart!” Song Yuru’s eyes lit up. “Last night, a shooting happened in the Hu family’s villa! Hu Yang was shot to death! There’s a rumor that he took someone else’s wife, seems to be a bodyguard or something, and then the guy killed him while he was sleeping.”

“Hahaha Good actions get good returns, bad actions get bad ones. It’s not that retribution does not come, but it’s not time yet! There are gods three feet above one’s head!”

Huang Xiaolong sat on the sofa, picked up the bowl of noodles Song Yuru had cooked for him, and began eating heartily, “The Hu family is now unlucky everywhere they turn, every road leads to death. This is all retribution for the thousands of city village households.”

“Xiaolong, this time, you truly saved everyone in the City Village.” Song Yuru propped her chin in her hands, watching Huang Xiaolong with lovestruck eyes. “If you hadn’t appeared… I can’t imagine the consequences…”

At this point, Song Yuru shuddered.

Huang Xiaolong hadn’t finished his noodles when a commotion rose outside.

Song Yuru quickly went out to see what was happening. Turned out, the village head had brought quite a few people along.