In our long-standing and historically rich land of China, many professions have their own rules and taboos. This is especially true for ancient and mysterious crafts.
For instance, when engag...
Just as Zhao Youliang was feeling fortunate, Ya Zu, who had already left the town, was also filled with relief.
He smiled at the little crow on his shoulder and said, "Child, we really have to thank that ghost baby who harmed our people."
"Otherwise, how would I, your ancestor, have had the opportunity to get in touch with the paper-making shop... The main purpose is to let you participate in this opportunity."
"Remember to cherish this opportunity. Last time we joined late and didn't get much benefit."
"Look at the five major families now. If it weren't for you, sir, would they have achieved what they have today?"
Upon hearing his ancestor's words, the white crow couldn't help but sigh, while secretly thinking to himself.
Our ancestors, if you hadn't been such a coward and always wanted to run away, we wouldn't be in this situation...
Although he felt a little resentful, the little white crow did not show it.
She simply nodded slightly: "Yes, Ancestor, don't worry, I will definitely work hard!"
The patriarch was very satisfied with the obedient white crow.
"Oh, by the way, Xiaobai, neither the ghost infant that killed our people nor that backward-walking corpse are easy to deal with with your strength."
"We old folks can't get involved in cause and effect, so we have to be careful."
"Remember, if you can't beat them, just fly as far as you can towards our Skull Mountain. As for opportunities... forget about them, survival is more important."
The little white crow was speechless with exasperation: "Ancestor, you're doing this again..."
On the other side, in the small town:
After seeing off the Crow Ancestor, Zhao Youliang was about to trick the big yellow dog into getting some breakfast when he saw Liao Zhiyuan walking over with a smile.
What they were carrying were finally steamed buns and tofu pudding, no longer things like bull penis.
"Good morning, Dog Bro! Good morning, Quantum Bro!"
The big yellow dog remained aloof, nodding indifferently like a pretentious junior leader.
Zhao Youliang took the steamed bun and wolfed it down.
Liao Zhiyuan had obviously eaten first. He poured himself a glass of water and sat down in the rattan chair, watching Zhao Youliang eat.
"Brother Quantum has some good news for you: Uncle Liu appeared in my dream last night..."
Before Liao Zhiyuan could finish speaking, Zhao Youliang was already horrified.
"What the heck? Xiao Liao, wait a minute!"
"What good news is it that Uncle Liu appeared in your dream? He wouldn't..."
Zhao Youliang ultimately didn't dare to say such an ominous thing as, "Could he be dead?"
Having already lost Granny Wenmi and Shopkeeper Sun, he didn't want to lose another elder who was truly kind to him.
To clarify, Zhao Youliang's panic when talking about receiving messages in dreams is not an overreaction.
In real life, or among actual practitioners, it is extremely rare for a living person to send a dream to another living person, unless they are beings with extremely high spiritual attainment.
For example, the Northern Blood Dragon and beings of even higher rank.
To put it simply, even Huang Zuo, one of the five heads of the family, couldn't send messages to people in their dreams.
The big yellow dog is a complete exception, which will be explained later.
For all these reasons, Zhao Youliang was terrified.
Liao Zhiyuan was quick-witted. Seeing Zhao Youliang's expression, he knew that Zhao had misunderstood, so he quickly explained.
"Brother Quantum, you don't know, Uncle Liu's condition is very special. He's not exactly alive... but he's not exactly dead either, which is why he was able to appear in my dream."
"Uncle Liu said he was out of danger and had found another expert, someone of similar skill, to help us."
"I'll be back in a while!"
Liao Zhiyuan's words put Zhao Youliang at ease, while he secretly pondered: First it was Crow Ancestor, and then Uncle Liu also invited a master. Could it be that my luck has turned around?
If that's the case, how about we celebrate by eating a pig's head?!
Just as Zhao Youliang was secretly pleased, reality dealt him a heavy blow.
A police car drove up and screeched to a halt in front of the paper-making shop.
Several police officers got out of the car one after another, including Zhao Youliang's acquaintance, Officer Xiao Zhao.
However, at this moment, Xiao Zhao had a bitter face and looked at Zhao Youliang with an expression of helplessness.
After looking Zhao Youliang up and down, the lead policeman spoke with a serious expression.
"You must be Zhao Youliang. We suspect you are involved in a murder case. Please come with us to cooperate with the investigation."
Before Zhao Youliang could even speak, Liao Zhiyuan had already lodged a protest after the police finished speaking.
"What right do you have to arrest people arbitrarily? Do you have any evidence?"
"Without evidence, I..."
Before Liao Zhiyuan could finish speaking, the policeman sneered, "Your name is Liao Zhiyuan, right?"
Liao Zhiyuan was taken aback: "Huh? What's wrong?!"
"What?" The policeman's sneer deepened. "You're involved in this case too, so come along with us!"
Without further ado, they handcuffed Zhao Youliang and his companion and put them in a police car.
As it turned out, the big yellow dog was very protective of its own. Seeing this, it was about to pounce on the policeman when it was secretly stopped by the mad prisoner.
"Don't be impulsive, Big Yellow. Even if you manage to chase these few officers away, more officers will come."
"This will only cause more trouble for quantum mechanics."
"Quantum and Zhiyuan are smart, they shouldn't suffer any losses. Let's wait and see."
The big yellow dog clearly trusted the mad prisoner very much, or rather, he highly recognized the prisoner's abilities.
Hearing this, they really quieted down, only baring their teeth at the direction of the police car.
Just then, Chang Jie slowly floated out of the hall and landed directly on Zhao Youliang's head.
"I'll go with Quantum."
"Don't worry, with me here, Quantum won't be without cigarettes. I brought several packs with me."
The immortals: "..."
Actually, the grasshopper spirit wanted to follow along, but the police station was a no-go zone for people like them.
Even if they managed to get in, their strength would be greatly reduced, and they might even suffer a backlash from the nation's fortunes, so they had no choice but to give up.
As for Chang Jie, he is too mysterious, has too many hidden attributes, and grew up in Mr.'s arms, so he is not included here.
......
Once inside the police station's interrogation room, a glaring light shone directly on Zhao Youliang and his companion's faces.
Of the three policemen opposite, the one in the middle with a serious expression spoke up.
"Tell me, where did you go last night?!"
The saying goes, "If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear," so Zhao Youliang told the truth without hesitation.
"Where else can we go but stay home and sleep?"
The police officer sneered, "Sleeping? Do you think you're Cao Cao, with a habit of killing in your sleep?!"
Zhao Youliang was completely confused by what the other person said: "What do you mean by killing in a dream? I don't understand!"
"If you don't understand, then look!" the policeman said, throwing several photos in front of Zhao Youliang and his companion.
Since both boys' hands were cuffed behind their backs, only one of the police officers could do the job of spreading out the photos one by one.
These are likely screenshots from surveillance video, taken at night, hence the black and white and somewhat blurry appearance.
Nevertheless, it is still clear from the photo that it is Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan...