At this moment, the young general who had been driven away was secretly watching with a shifty look on his face.

After seeing the civil and military judges walk away, he immediately pulled out his big dog kennel, mounted it, and chased after them.

After moving a little away from the City God Temple, the young general began to sing loudly: "Little devil in front, wait for me, brother has something to tell you."

"Why are you being so shy? Don't treat me coldly..."

Upon hearing the young general's voice, the three civil and military judges were startled and instinctively sped up, trying to escape.

Although Chen Daji wasn't very smart, he was highly skilled.

Upon seeing this, he immediately accelerated and rushed behind the three large demons, reaching out to hug their shoulders.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"Didn't you hear me calling you, Master Ji? And you're still running away!"

"Tell me honestly, what did Grandma ask you to do? Was it fun?!"

Faced with the young general's question, the three officials of the City God Temple wore wry smiles.

"Young General, aren't you putting us in a difficult position... If you want to know, why don't you go back and ask the City God yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Daji cursed inwardly: "That's all nonsense! If Grandma could tell us, would we need to ask you?!"

While pondering, its dead fish eyes darted around, and it shouted, "Ah, I'm dead!" before falling off the big dog's back.

Then, together with the dog, they slowly disappeared.

The three demons were speechless for a long time at this sight.

The relatively honest judge was about to say, "Young General, don't be silly, I know you're following me invisibly," but was stopped by the clever judge.

At the same time, he secretly transmitted his voice and said, "Brother, don't be silly!"

"If the young general wants to come, then let him come. We'll just pretend we don't know anything."

"In this way, we can neither disobey the City God's orders nor offend the young general."

"It's a win-win situation, so why not!"

On the other side, inside the City God Temple.

With the City Goddess's level of cultivation, she was naturally able to sense Chen Daji's quiet departure.

However, the old man did not stop him; instead, he looked into the distance with a smile on his face.

"Evil people need evil people to teach them a lesson. It's good that Daji is gone."

"Otherwise, it's always the honest people who get bullied and harmed, isn't that too unfair!"

"Big plan, don't disappoint Grandma. Bring out all your wicked ideas and teach that troublesome brat a lesson!"

,,,,,,

Leaving aside the young general who carries the hopes of the City Goddess, at this moment in the paper-making shop...

Unable to get any answers, Zhao Youliang had no choice but to give up, and at the same time, the feeling of unease in his heart grew even stronger.

"Oh my god, how could this happen?"

"Just focus on your training. Once you're skilled enough, you can handle any situation."

Time flies when you're practicing, and by the time Zhao Youliang came to his senses, it was already evening.

"Damn it, I overdid it and didn't even eat lunch!"

Just as Zhao Youliang was complaining, he suddenly noticed the food on the table.

It turned out that the thoughtful Liao Zhiyuan had prepared it for him long ago, but he just didn't "wake up" Zhao Youliang.

While eating, Zhao Youliang sighed how wonderful it was to have a younger brother.

When he finished eating and arrived at the barbecue restaurant, it was already packed with people.

Sister Yingchun and Liao Zhiyuan were busy at work, greeting each customer with smiles.

"Sis, Xiao Liao, why are you two so busy? Where's Li Mao? He hasn't come back from his doctor's appointment yet?"

Speak of the devil and he appears.

Li Mao, who had just been mentioned by Zhao Youliang, immediately walked over from a distance with a long face.

Upon arriving at the barbecue restaurant, he pulled Zhao Youliang to a secluded corner.

"Quantum, I went to get it checked. I had Zhigang check it."

"We've had ultrasounds, CT scans, and even gastroscopy and colonoscopy, but we still couldn't find that big rock that crawled into my butt yesterday."

"What am I going to do? If that stone stays with me for the rest of my life, won't I be unlucky for the rest of my life?!"

This outcome was actually within Zhao Youliang's expectations.

How can you examine things in the supernatural world using scientific equipment? The two are not even in the same system.

It can't be that the Golden Core stage is just about having a kidney stone in your lower abdomen, or the Mind Separation stage is just about having a split personality, right?

Then, when someone's dragon head had just grown horns, they cut them off as if it were bone hyperplasia.

The most ridiculous thing is that someone finally reaches the Nascent Soul stage, goes to the hospital for a checkup, and is told they are pregnant.

Female practitioners are alright, it's still acceptable.

If it's a man... what, do you want to have a C-section to take out the primordial spirit?

While internally complaining, Zhao Youliang didn't stop talking.

“Li Mao, if we can’t find that stone, you and Hongwei will both be in trouble.”

"Huh?!" Li Mao was taken aback. "What does my bad luck have to do with him?"

"What, did a piece of him crawl up his butt too?!"

After Zhao Youliang's explanation, Li Maocai learned about Zhao Hongwei's use of the Seven Tragic Stones to refine the Seven Fiend Corpses.

While expressing deep remorse, Li Mao kept muttering to himself, "What a mess this has made, isn't it delaying people's important business?"

"Oh, right, Quantum, I have the ability to see ghosts now, I can see evil spirits, can I help you with your escapades?"

"Even if you can't do it yourself, can you teach me something else?"

Li Mao's words reminded Zhao Youliang: "A fence needs three posts, and a hero needs three helpers."

If Li Mao can really cultivate, then I'll have another good helper, won't I?

You should know that this time he's really "tiger-like," and he'll really go for it if something happens!

However, he is definitely not suitable to be a shamanic disciple. Yesterday, the old shaman, Grasshopper, said that Li Mao has no affinity for immortality.

How about trying to make paper offerings?

After Zhao Youliang told Li Mao his idea, the boy shook his head repeatedly, like a rattle-drum.

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm not good with my hands or mind, I'm only suited for papermaking."

"To put it simply, the paper airplanes I fold are all like submarines; they just keep sinking!"

Zhao Youliang: "......"

"Little Li, since you can't perform shamanic rituals or learn paper crafting, you can only make coffins."

"If one could cultivate to the level of a Golden-Footed Coffin Bearer, that would be incredibly impressive!"

(For details on the specific class divisions of coffin bearers, please refer to Chapter 0113 of this book: The Prisoner's Principle)

Upon hearing this, Li Mao pondered for a moment and then nodded deeply: "Alright, I'll listen to your quantum theory!"

"To be honest, I'm really good at manual labor!"

After deciding on Li Mao's development direction, Zhao Youliang asked the question he most wanted to ask.

"Xiao Li, you went to Gang Ge's hospital today, didn't you encounter anything strange?"

“Something strange? No way!” Li Maowen shook his head repeatedly.

"I even looked everywhere, leaving no corner unchecked, but I didn't see anything dirty."

How could this be... Zhao Youliang couldn't help but wonder to himself upon hearing this.

Logically speaking, Li Mao, who possesses the "Disaster Stone," should be extremely unlucky, as any unclean thing would come looking for him.

But why didn't he see anything? Did all those things Qi Zhigang mentioned earlier disappear?

Even assuming that those hospitals, where people die in the long run, are gone, they could never be this "clean".

It was so clean that Li Mao searched every corner, but found nothing...