After shouting at him, the old Taoist priest began chanting incantations rapidly.

"I am the Heavenly Eye, following the heavens. My eyes are like thunder and lightning, shining brightly in all directions. I see through everything, inside and out, and nothing is beyond my control."

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

The moment the incantation was completed, the fire talisman held between the old Taoist's fingers burst into flames with a bang, and then he flung it straight ahead.

The talisman indeed struck a dark shadow and burst into flames.

Seeing how easily he had destroyed the evil spirit, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but relax a little.

But just then, another dark shadow appeared behind him and wrapped around the old Taoist's neck like a rope.

A strong feeling of suffocation washed over him, and the old Taoist priest's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Fortunately, he wasn't bragging; he really was a genuine descendant of Maoshan—he fumbled around and took out a dark, square piece of wood from his waist, then slapped it behind him with his backhand.

A scream rang out, and the dark figure vanished instantly.

The old Taoist priest, freed from his restraints, bent over and coughed violently for a while.

Just then, the old Taoist suddenly felt a figure enveloping him.

Looking up sharply, I saw a pale woman's face: her eyes rolled back, with no pupils at all.

The old Taoist priest was shocked: "How come there are still more?!"

Just as he was about to make a move, the female ghost grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

Just as the old Taoist priest was powerless to resist, a straight and handsome figure suddenly appeared. It was none other than Wang Youcai, who had disappeared for a long time.

At this moment, Wang Youcai's appearance had changed drastically, the most noticeable change being his golden eyes.

When the female ghost saw Wang Youcai appear, she was so frightened that she immediately retreated.

Without even Wang Youcai having to lift a finger, he screamed, dropped the old Taoist priest, and disappeared.

Wang Youcai clearly disdained chasing after the female ghost, instead raising his hand and touching the old Taoist's forehead: "Sleep!"

His words were law, and the old Taoist priest actually fell asleep standing up.

Wang Youcai acted swiftly and decisively, taking out a Taoist book and placing it in the old Taoist's arms, speaking in an unquestionable tone.

"Tomorrow, I will use your name to deliver the Taoist book to the master of this place. Remember that!"

After saying that, he walked into the darkness without looking back.

A few minutes later, the old Taoist priest suddenly woke up.

My face was full of questions: What happened to me? Where's the female ghost? How did I fall asleep?

After pondering for a while without finding a solution, he picked up the lightning-struck wood that had fallen to the ground—the square black piece of wood—and staggered out of the town.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, as soon as Zhao Youliang opened his shop for business, he saw the old Taoist priest standing at his door.

However, this time he was not alone; he was accompanied by Xiao Zhao, a police officer from the local police station.

Xiao Zhao said with a smile, "Quantum, Master Dao said there's been some misunderstanding between you two, so he specifically asked me to explain."

After saying the above sentence, Officer Zhao deliberately lowered his voice and whispered in Zhao Youliang's ear.

"This Taoist priest has real skills; he's not a charlatan."

"They're people from a special department sent by higher-ups to assist us with your case... you know what I mean?"

"Be polite to him, at least don't offend him... You know, if you offend someone like that, you won't even know how you died."

After hearing what Xiao Zhao said, Zhao Youliang's attitude towards the old Taoist priest immediately made a complete 180-degree turn.

Why? Because this is the very person I've been searching for in vain.

Granny Wenmi told Zhao Youliang that if he could follow a true master to cultivate, he would have a chance to break free from the control of the paper-making shop.

It was only because they couldn't find any that they had no other choice but to call upon the evil spirit.

Moreover, once you learn real skills from the old Taoist priest, you can also go and save the young master Huang!

With these thoughts in mind, Zhao Youliang fawned over the old Taoist priest.

Their obsequiousness is comparable to that of a brothel madam in ancient times, when a wealthy patron comes knocking.

It's almost as if they've stuck their entire body on it.

"Oh, Master Dao, I was blind to your greatness last night, please don't be angry."

"Well, there's something wrong with our shop; strangers can't come in. I'll bring out the stools right now!"

"Oh right, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I'll go buy some right now!"

"How about fried dough sticks and soy milk? And for the soy milk, would you like sugar or salt?"

Zhao Youliang's enthusiasm made the old Taoist priest a little uncomfortable.

He secretly activated his "divine eye" to confirm that the fellow was not possessed by an evil spirit before he felt relieved.

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings, young friend, you need not be so polite."

"you......"

Before the old Taoist could finish speaking, Zhao Youliang had already brought out the rattan chair.

Without saying a word, he pressed the old Taoist priest down to sit in the rattan chair... half-lying down.

If there were a basin with some hot water, Zhao Youliang could even give the old Taoist a Thai foot massage!

"What did you just say, Daoist Master? I didn't hear you... What is your surname, Daoist Master?"

Zhao Youliang's appearance left the old Taoist priest feeling helpless, but he had no choice but to answer.

"Those who have left home to become monks do not mention their secular names. My Taoist name is... my Taoist name is..."

The old Taoist priest seemed somewhat embarrassed when he mentioned his Taoist name.

However, he still gritted his teeth and said, "I am the forty-sixth generation disciple of the Maoshan School, and my Taoist name is Maotai."

Police officer Xiao Li clearly already knew the old Taoist priest's Taoist name, so he was able to barely suppress his laughter.

Zhao Youliang was utterly shocked when he heard it for the first time.

"Huh, what is that?"

"Master Dao, could you please say it again?"

The old Taoist priest was clearly an upright person. Although he was also blushing with embarrassment, he still spoke up.

"Moutai, Moutai, Moutai!"

"Even if I say it a hundred times, my Taoist name is still Maotai!"

Seeing the old Taoist priest's flustered and pale face, Zhao Youliang almost bit his tongue to keep from laughing out loud.

However, my shoulder is still twitching.

At the same time, I wondered to myself: Should I take this old Taoist priest as my master? He doesn't seem very bright.

Besides, if I were to become an apprentice of Moutai, wouldn't my Taoist name be "Erguotou"?

"Erguotou" is actually acceptable, but if the Taoist priest gives me the Taoist name "Mendaolu" (meaning "donkey that knocks you out"), how am I supposed to go out and meet people in the future?

When people greet me, whether they call me "fellow Daoist Monk" or "fellow Daoist Donkey," it doesn't sound very pleasant...

To clarify, both "Mendao Lv" and "Erguotou" are brands of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

The name "Mendao Lv" comes from its high alcohol content, meaning that even if a donkey is given a cup of this, it will immediately collapse.

......

The old Taoist priest was clearly unaware that Zhao Youliang had thought of so much in such a short time.

After calming himself down, he asked the question.

“Young friend, I have come to your door today because of what happened last night: although I do not know why you are still alive even though your lifespan has ended, it is not a good thing for this to continue.”

"May I have your birth date and time examined?"

Zhao Youliang needed something from the other party, so of course he wouldn't hesitate to share his birth date and time.

After giving it to the old Taoist priest, the old priest simply did a quick calculation with his fingers and then his brows furrowed slightly.

"He actually has the fate of a Five Ghost Child, and a child destined to have no descendants!"

Zhao Youliang was stunned upon hearing this, and asked dumbly, "Master Daoist, many people have said that I am a Five Ghost Child, but what is a child who will have no descendants?"