After hearing what the yellow-skinned demon said, I frowned and shouted, "No. We can't allow you to harm others. If you block our sight and harm others, if the underworld knows about this, we will also lose our good karma."
Liu Deshui snorted coldly, looked at the yellow-skinned demon, and said, "You are quite cunning. We have rescued the people, and if we let you harm them again, wouldn't it mean that all our previous efforts have been wasted?"
Wang Daya also knew that the yellow-skinned monster was no match for us, so she whispered, "Masters, why don't you just kill this yellow-skinned monster? Although my man and I killed it, it is not a human after all, and no one can blame it even if it dies."
Wang Daya’s thoughts were simple; she was thinking about herself.
For a moment, Liu Deshui, Hong Qingzong and I fell into silence.
After a while, Liu Deshui spoke again: "How about this, we imprison the soul of the yellow-skinned demon in the ancestral hall of Yamen Village. When I came here before, I saw that there was an ancestral hall in Yamen Village."
"The village chief, Long Shuiquan, also said that the village worships Huang Daxian. We can seal the soul of the yellow-skinned demon in the statue of Huang Daxian and let the people of Yamen Village worship it all year round. I believe that it won't be long before the resentment of the yellow-skinned demon will dissipate. At that time, it will break free of its imprisonment and go to the underworld."
That's a good idea.
I agreed, "This method is good, and it won't harm your virtue. After all, both the Wang couple and the yellow-skinned demon have made mistakes."
The yellow-skinned demon was unwilling to give in and kept roaring.
But none of us three paid any attention.
Hong Qingzong said, "It was a good thing for that fake Taoist priest who was cheating and making up stories. He cheated people out of their money and took their lives, but he was unscathed."
Liu Deshui said helplessly: "That's true, but where can we find that cheating Taoist priest? I'm afraid he has already fled after defrauding the money."
Soon, after burning a ghost-exorcising talisman, making talisman water, and letting Wang Daya drink it, Hong Qingzong collected the soul of the yellow-skinned demon. Then, the three of us walked out of the house.
When we got outside, the old village chief of Yamen Village, Long Shuiquan, and many villagers came to greet us.
He hurriedly asked, "Masters, what's going on? Has the soul of the yellow-skinned demon been eliminated?"
I looked at Liu Deshui and Hong Qingzong. Seeing that they didn't say anything, I said in a deep voice, "We have already subdued it, but for various reasons, we still hope that Village Chief Long will cooperate with us."
"We want to imprison the soul of the yellow-skinned demon in the statue of Wong Tai Sin. You need to burn incense and offer sacrifices. One day in the future, the soul of the yellow-skinned demon will no longer harbor resentment and will go to the underworld."
Although Long Shuiquan didn't understand, he nodded and said, "Okay, okay, since the soul of the yellow-skinned demon has been subdued by the masters, let's deal with it according to the masters' methods."
Soon, under Long Shuiquan's arrangement, the three of us went to the temple in Yamen Village.
The statue of Wong Tai Sin stands in the center of the ancestral hall, with a human body and an animal face, looking fierce and aggressive.
However, many villagers were still afraid that the soul of the yellow-skinned demon would escape from the statue, so Liu Deshui, Hong Qingzong and I worked together to set up a magic circle in the ancestral hall to avoid any accidents.
After finishing all this, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.
We didn't have lunch and we were all hungry.
With the warm hospitality of the people of Longshuiquan and Yamen Village, our group chatted while eating.
I offered a cigarette to Hong Qingzong before, but he refused to smoke. Just now, Long Shuiquan got him a pack of good cigarettes, and he couldn't wait to open it and start smoking.
Damn it, it’s obvious that he looks down on me!
During this period, the village chief Long Shuiquan took out 100,000 yuan
The money, as a reward, was handed over to Hong Qingzong.
This guy took the money without hesitation.
Pulling out a few stacks of money from the pile, Hong Qingzong pushed them in front of me and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, you helped a lot this time. This 40,000 yuan is your reward. You can take it... The other 60,000 yuan will be divided between me and Brother Liu."
I took the money without hesitation. However, I handed the money back to Long Shuiquan.
Long Shuiquan was very surprised and asked me in confusion: "Master Yang, what do you mean?"
I smiled and said, "I see your village is in a difficult situation, so I won't charge you for catching the monster this time."
Hong Qingzong heard what I said and stared at me.
Liu Deshui didn't care about the money. He looked at me with a smile and said with admiration: "Brother Yang, you really have good intentions."
I smiled and said, "Master Liu, that's great! ... As for me, I don't care about money, as long as I can have enough food and clothing, that's enough."
Liu Deshui and Hong Qingzong looked at each other. Seeing that I didn't charge them any money, they couldn't bring themselves to charge me since they had eaten my food, drank my Yamen Village wine, and taken my cigarettes.
Afterwards, Liu Deshui and Hong Qingzong pushed the money to the village chief Long Shuiquan.
The village chief Long Shuiquan was naturally delighted when he saw the money on the table. He bowed to us repeatedly to express his gratitude.
Hong Qingzong fixed his eyes on Liu Deshui and asked, "Brother Liu, when you came here earlier, you said you had something to talk to me about. What is it? You should tell me now."
"Could it be that you have encountered some difficult-to-get-out ghost and need my help?"
Liu Deshui took a sip of the wine in his glass and said, "Brother Hong, this matter is a long story. However, it's not me who wants to talk to you, it's Brother Yang who wants to talk to you."
Having said this, Liu Deshui stopped talking and did not continue.
"Oh? Brother Yang wants to talk to me about something. What is it?"
Hong Qingzong looked at me with a smile, a hint of cunning in his eyes.
I said bluntly: "Master Hong, I would like you to take me to find someone."
"Looking for someone? ... That's not difficult. Who?"
Hong Qingzong put away the smile on his face and listened to me carefully.
I said in a deep voice: "Looking for my master, Jiang Jiuzhen!"
Who would have thought that as soon as I said this, Hong Qingzong's eyes widened a little, and he asked again: "Who are you looking for?"
I said, "Looking for my master, Jiang Jiuzhen!"
Sun Xiaoli on the side also spoke up: "Yes, we are here to look for my grandfather! I heard from Master Kong, the owner of Qiande Funeral Products Store, that you and my grandfather are familiar with each other and have been to Master Kong's funeral store together. Then you must know the whereabouts of my master."
While Sun Xiaoli was talking to me, my eyes were always on Hong Qingzong.
I just noticed that when I said the three words "Jiang Jiuzhen", Hong Qingzong not only widened his eyes, but also raised his eyebrows slightly.
This shows that he cares about what I say. Or, in other words, he should know where Jiang Jiuzhen is.
Of course, that's what I expected.
After hearing what Sun Xiaoli said, Hong Qingzong began to look at us again.
Finally, he sighed and said, "Alas! I didn't expect you to look for Master Jiang. This, this is difficult to deal with!"
When Sun Yaowen heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Master Hong, what do you mean by this?"
Hong Qingzong looked at us and said in a deep voice, "Forget it, I'll tell you. I do know where your master is. However, I advise you not to look for him, lest something happens. It's too dangerous there. Even if Master Jiang can save himself, his hope of survival is slim."
Hong Qingzong's words reveal a sense of mystery.
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"Master Hong, please stop beating around the bush! Just tell me where my master is."
I spoke with some displeasure.
Liu Deshui echoed, "Yes, Brother Hong, you should tell us where Master Jiang is. They are all Master Jiang's relatives. You shouldn't hide Master Jiang's whereabouts."
But the more I asked, the more Hong Qingzong kept me in suspense. I wanted to punch him to death.
Hong Qingzong seemed to be in a dilemma and said, "I want to tell you where Master Jiang is. At the beginning, we did enter that place together. If it weren't for Master Jiang, I'm afraid I would have died in there."
Speaking of this, tears welled up in Hong Qingzong's eyes.
He said helplessly, "It's too dangerous in there. If I knew it was so dangerous, I would never ask Master Jiang to go with me. I didn't expect that Master Jiang would be buried there. Until now, I still don't know whether he is dead or alive."
Damn, after talking around for so long, still no one told me where that place is.
But I found a loophole in his words.
I looked impatient and cold, glancing at Hong Qingzong, and said in a cold voice: "Master Hong, you said that place is very dangerous, and my master Jiang Jiuzhen is trapped there. Or was it my master who saved you... Then let me ask you, since my master was trapped there, why didn't you call the police?"
Hong Qingzong seemed to know that I would ask this question. He said with a bitter face: "Brother Yang, it's not that I didn't call the police, it's really... I'd better tell you that the place Master Jiang and I went to was actually the Tomb of King Zhao in Xichuan City."
"What? ... The Tomb of King Zhao?"
Hearing this, Liu Deshui immediately stood up from his chair and said in a trembling voice: "You, why would you go there? As far as I know, the tomb of King Zhao is very dangerous, and I don't know how many tomb robbers died in it."
I also understood that the reason why Hong Qingzong did not call the police to save people was because he and my master Jiang Jiuzhen went to rob a tomb together.
Tomb robbing is illegal, and serious cases can result in a prison sentence of many years. It seems that Hong Qingzong is afraid of being involved in a lawsuit.
Hong Qingzong looked at me and then at Liu Deshui, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, listen to me in detail."
"We went to the tomb of King Zhao to look for a scroll. I learned from an ancient book that there might be a 'map of immortality' hidden in the tomb of King Zhao. The map of immortality records the secrets of immortality. But I didn't expect..."
Having said this, Hong Qingzong stopped talking, seeming to feel ashamed.
I was a little anxious and asked anxiously: "What happened? ... ... Tell me. It's so intermittent. Are you kidding us?"
Hong Qingzong was silent for a long time before he said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that King Zhao is not dead. There are many dead warriors under King Zhao's tomb, all of them are rotten zombies wearing armor. Although Master Jiang and I are both good at Taoism, we can't stand too many zombies. In the end, when we ran to the exit, Master Jiang was stopped by King Zhao!"
"Later, Master Jiang, in order to protect me, let me go first, and he stopped those assassins."
"Later, just as I rushed to the entrance of the tomb, there was an explosion inside the tomb chamber, and then the tomb wall and the tomb door were blocked by earth and rocks. Master Jiang..."
After hearing this, Sun Xiaoli looked unhappy and couldn't help crying.
Sun Yaowen immediately jumped up and grabbed Hong Qingzong by the collar, shouting angrily: "Asshole! It's all your fault. If you hadn't revealed the 'Eternal Life Map' to my father, how could he have followed you into the Zhao King's Tomb? Now you are fine, but he died in there."
As he said this, Sun Yaowen raised his fist and was about to hit Hong Qingzong.
(to be continued)
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