As it turns out, in Li Mao's mind, the big yellow dog was indeed more terrifying than a ghost.

Hearing that he would be beaten by the dog if he kept yelling, Li Mao quickly shut up.

He tiptoed into the hall with Zhao Youliang before speaking.

"Quantum, I just ran into those two filthy guys impersonating you too, and they almost killed me!"

"What?!" Zhao Youliang exclaimed in surprise, "They're out again? Where are they now? Take me to see them!"

"Why bother going now? They've all been driven away by the experts at the school!" Li Mao replied, wiping away cold sweat.

He then recounted what had happened.

To emphasize that he had learned a new skill, he specifically talked about how he used a coffin nail to poke the foot of a dirty creature.

Zhao Youliang was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately headed outside: "Little Li, hurry, let's go and retrieve the coffin nails!"

"Collect coffin nails?" Li Mao was taken aback when he heard this, but he quickly realized what he meant.

"Yes, yes, we should pick it up quickly, lest we puncture someone's tire or foot."

However, Li Mao overestimated Zhao Youliang's moral character: he rushed to pick up the coffin nails because he wanted to pick up the few that had pierced the feet of the dirty creature.

If you really want to know how you tell them apart, you just pick them all up and smell them one by one.

It smells absolutely disgusting; it's been stabbed with something dirty.

After securing the coffins, Zhao Youliang hurriedly took them to the coffin shop, as Liao Zhiyuan had always lived there.

"Xiao Liao, Xiao Liao, wake up quickly! Something's happened!"

"Use these to deduce the nature of the evil spirits!"

Although Liao Zhiyuan was already half asleep, he dared not be negligent upon hearing this and quickly perked up, using the scent emanating from the coffin nails to make calculations.

A moment later, Liao Zhiyuan's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he tried several times to open his eyes but could not.

Under the shocked gazes of Zhao Youliang and the others, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and cried out in anguish, "Grandmaster, save me!"

Then, the mini Bagua pendant hanging around Liao Zhiyuan's neck shone brightly, completely enveloping his body.

After a few breaths, a crisp cracking sound rang out, revealing that a crack had appeared in the mini Bagua.

However, Liao Zhiyuan recovered from being "bound," and after spitting out another mouthful of blood, he collapsed softly to the ground.

Zhao Youliang rushed forward to help him up, calling out loudly, "Xiao Liao! Xiao Liao!!"

When Liao Zhiyuan woke up the next day, he found himself in a bed in a paper-making shop.

Zhao Youliang and Li Maoze were asleep by the bedside, clearly having stayed by his side all night.

Sensing Liao Zhiyuan move, Zhao Youliang also woke up instantly.

"Xiao Liao, are you alright?"

Liao Zhiyuan shook his head weakly: "Don't worry, Brother Quantum, I'm fine now."

"That thing last night..." Liao Zhiyuan said, his face filled with lingering fear and resentment.

"Brother Quantum, that thing from last night actually belonged to that warlord surnamed Wu!"

"It can't be wrong, it's exactly the same aura I sensed during my last deduction!"

“Last time, he followed the scent to the paper shop, but was driven away by a cold snort from the head of the Chang family and the head of the Hui family.”

"This time they dare not pursue me, so they want to keep me at bay!"

"Thankfully, the patriarch saved my life..."

At this point, Liao Zhiyuan took off the mini Bagua pendant hanging around his neck, looking at the cracks on it with a face full of regret.

(For the first deduction of the warlord surnamed Wu, please see Chapter 0246 of this book: The Ruthless Warlord)

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang was taken aback at first, but after quickly sorting through his thoughts, he nodded repeatedly.

"It's not surprising that it's him. Come to think of it, we really have a grudge against him."

"I just didn't expect him to be this strange, able to transform into our likeness!"

After listening to Zhao Youliang's analysis, Li Mao clearly didn't understand.

“Quantum, quantum, but there were two filthy things chasing me last night, and isn’t that guy surnamed Wu the same person?!”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang looked at Li Mao with a sense of superiority stemming from intellectual superiority.

"Little Li, even the warlord's son, Puppet Brother, has so many followers, how could he not have one himself?"

While Zhao Youliang and Li Mao were talking, Liao Zhiyuan got out of bed on his own.

"You've ruined the sect's life-saving treasure! No way, this isn't over!"

After saying that, Liao Zhiyuan took out his phone and dialed a number quickly.

When the call didn't go through, Zhao Youliang thought Liao Zhiyuan was calling his sect.

Only after the call was connected did I realize that it wasn't like that at all.

Because when Liao Zhiyuan opened his mouth, he didn't call him "Master," but "Dad."

"Dad, are you going to do anything about this? I've been bullied by something evil, and the life-saving 'heart divination' that my sect gave me is broken!"

After hearing Liao Zhiyuan's words, his father on the other end of the phone seemed to hesitate for a moment before speaking weakly.

“Son, if you can’t handle these filthy things, then your father is even less likely to be able to beat them.”

"How about... how about Dad helps you find some people?"

Liao Zhiyuan knew better than anyone how capable his father was.

Moreover, the purpose of his phone call was not to ask his father to come out of retirement.

"You don't need to call your father. This is a place where the gentleman once stayed. Even the big shots you know can't get involved."

"Just give me some treasures, like 'Celestial Master Talismans,' 'Celestial Master Talismans,' and other 'Celestial Master Talismans'!"

"This..." Upon hearing that it was a place where the gentleman had once stayed, the person on the other end of the phone became even more embarrassed.

"Son, are you doing this on purpose? Don't you know that all those sacks of Celestial Master talismans that your father had were taken back by the sect a long time ago?!"

"Okay, try to hold on for a few more days and don't die. Dad will think of something!"

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