Chapter 112: The 112th Day of Retirement Then you have to ask Sang Qiqi...
For a moment, Su Shi heard the barking of hundreds of puppies, making his head buzz and wanting to run away. But when he turned around, he found Peng Qiu silently blocking his way behind him. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning in his eyes was very clear -
Brother, you can't just walk away from this mess.
Back in time: "..."
He rubbed his short stubble, feeling the sting on his palms, and a hint of impatience spread across his tough features.
I've already said it's a mess, why don't you just get rid of it? Do you want him to be the scapegoat and take over?
Pengqiu was indeed his senior brother's childhood friend. He could discern his thoughts from a simple gesture or expression, and immediately whispered a reminder, "Senior brother, this is the dragon-raising platform that Master left for you."
This sentence choked Su Shi back.
The young Taoist priests of Huanlongtai who had heard Pengqiu's reminder immediately looked at Sushi with expectant eyes, as if praying that Sushi would say or do something.
The atmosphere remained tense for a long moment. Su Shi, whose mind was devoid of ink and filled only with curses and runes, wore a stern expression, looking even more menacing than Ling Yun, the true villain. He pointed a slender finger behind him, at the thick, skin-wrapped tree. The wrinkled bark still bore the traces of Ling Yun's deathly terror.
He sneered and said, "See? From now on, whoever dares to do evil will end up like this. I'll treat your bodies like tree stumps, and then I'll take out your souls and chop them into pieces."
Pengqiu: “…”
He turned around silently and held his forehead with his hand. After holding it in for a few seconds, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
It was indeed his senior brother. Facing these eager-eyed puppies, the first words he opened his mouth were threats. Yet, these poor puppies seemed completely oblivious, nodding repeatedly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Sushi, we all know what's going on!"
"Yes, yes, yes, we absolutely did not go along with Taoist Lingyun. We attend morning and evening classes on time every day, chanting scriptures and studying!"
"Senior Brother Luo Wan also planted a lot of bok choy in the back mountain. They tasted delicious. We ate them every day and didn't touch any of Ling Yun's sea cucumbers and abalone."
"The new clothes we're wearing are made with the money Senior Brother Lu Hong earns from competing with entertainment anchors on Li Zi Live every day. We didn't spend any of Ling Yun's money."
The group of puppies barked as they talked about their lives over the past three years. After they finished, they stared at Su Shi with bright eyes and said, "Senior Brother Luo Wan said that sooner or later you would come back to take over Huanlongtai."
"Is Luo Wan a worm in my stomach? He knows nothing." Su Shi muttered, with a bit of disdain for Luo Wan in his words, but the fingers that naturally hung at his sides were clenched into fists.
At this moment, Luo Wan and Lu Hong walked out from the crowd. They bowed and smiled at Su Shi, "Junior Brother Su Shi, it's been a long time since we last met. You seem to be doing well."
Lu Hong nodded: "Indeed, my body is stronger than it was three years ago."
Su Shi looked at them with a stern face.
I have the impression that although Lu Hong is in his thirties, he has been showing signs of gaining weight. When he left Huanlongtai three years ago, his belly looked like he was five months pregnant. But now, the Taoist robe looks empty on him, and he has become thinner.
Senior Brother Luo Wan has always been a thin man, and there is no apparent change in his figure, but there are a few strands of white in his temples.
This change made Su Shi's heart sink. He pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time. Then he took out a wallet from his Qiankun bag and stuffed it into Pengqiu's pocket, cursing, "The password is three sixes and three eights. Go to the village at the foot of the mountain and buy a few pigs. Give them some good nutrition. They're all as skinny as bamboo poles."
Pengqiu took out the bank card from his wallet and said "OK".
Immediately, his gaze passed by Su Shi and collided with Luo Wan and Lu Hong, and the three of them smiled.
When Pengqiu and Luo Wan went down the mountain to buy meat, Su Shi, with the help of Lu Hong, recorded the names of Ling Yun's lackeys in Huanlongtai. There were little Taoist priests who were willing to eat bok choy for three years, and naturally there were also rascals who wanted to eat delicacies from mountains and seas.
"Wu Zhi?" Seeing the name written by Lu Hong, Su Shi sneered and was not surprised at all.
This idiot was the culprit who bullied Pengqiu back then. Later, he was beaten by him and was scared. He hid whenever he saw him. I didn't expect that after so many years, this guy is still a jerk.
"He reacted pretty quickly. Seeing you had the upper hand in the fight with Ling Yun, he ran away. But with his abilities, he couldn't have gotten very far," Lu Hong explained. "I think he's still on the mountain. Let's have the brothers look for him later. They'll probably find him."
"Okay, anyway, no one on this list can be left behind. All those who deserve to die must die." Su Shi grabbed the paper and stood up. "I'll stick it on the door so everyone can see it."
In fact, Su Shi wanted to print out the list and give a copy to each of the young Taoist priests in the Taoist temple. However, their temple didn't have a printer, and it would be troublesome to go down the mountain, so he just posted it on the door as a small advertisement.
After posting the list, he turned back to the main hall and met a few young Taoist priests who were humming and hesitant to come forward.
Su Shi remembered the leader. When he attacked the Dragon Platform, he had been guarding the main gate, but he had later ordered him to knock on Ling Yun's door. Su Shi found him quite pleasing to the eye. He rubbed the glue off his hands, raised his eyelids, and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
The young Taoist priest mustered up his courage and stepped forward. He nodded and asked softly, "Brother Sushi, will you stay at Huanlongtai?"
Su Shiding looked at him for a few seconds and said vaguely, "It depends."
Although it was not a definite answer, the little Taoist priests were obviously very happy.
If it is not confirmed, it proves that there is a high possibility that Senior Brother Su Shi will return to Huanlongtai.
They quickly leaned forward and said, "Brother Sushi, please think carefully about this. We are all very well behaved. We can handle both housework and cooking, and we can even farm. We are extremely capable and will definitely make Huanlongtai flourish!"
After saying that, we ran away, each pushing me.
Standing behind the pillars and watching the scene, Lu Hong narrowed his eyes and smiled: "These kids are quite cute, just like Junior Brother Su Shi when he was little."
Su Shi rolled his eyes: "Bullshit, I wasn't like this when I was a kid."
When he was a child, he was no different from a troublemaker. Everyone who saw him had a headache.
Lu Hong didn't comment on his statement, nor did he recount the past. Instead, he walked over to him and asked, "What you told Ling Yun earlier, that organization behind him... has it really been dealt with?"
Su Shi raised his eyebrows but said nothing. Lu Hong continued, "I have been in contact with Xun Le for the past two years. The Taoist priests in their Taoist temple should also be involved with the force behind Ling Yun."
When Su Shi heard this, a hint of coldness welled up in his eyes, and he sneered, "Then they can just wait to die."
The day after Su Shi said this, the police contacted Taoist temples without problems, such as Huanlongtai and Liuyun Temple, and together with the ghost messengers sent by the underworld, began a new wave of encirclement and purge of members of the Jiuyou Tongshen Society.
The operation went quite smoothly. Even those members of the Jiuyou Tongshen Society who escaped the pursuit of the police and Taoist priests could not escape the hands of the ghost officials of the underworld. Those who slipped through the net were pierced through the bodies by the ghost officials' soul-binding chains, and their souls were bound. Their end was much worse than falling into the hands of the Taoist priests.
The ghost officials did not have any silent notes in their hands. Relying on the fact that they were in the mountains, they were reluctant to use all their ghost energy to open up space. Therefore, the first time they bound the souls, they made a huge noise. It is said that many villagers in the village at the foot of the mountain were awakened in the middle of the night and were so scared that they quickly called the police.
When Sang Qiqi learned about this, she sincerely felt that she should open a class in the underworld to teach the Taoist art of talismans.
She sat cross-legged on the sofa, her chin propped up, thinking seriously. Seeing Duan Sui coming over, she asked seriously, "Do you think this is feasible?"
Duan Sui said without hesitation: "You overestimate the talent of those ghost officials in the art of talismans. Not all ghosts are as powerful as you."
When Sang Qiqi heard this, she immediately touched her face happily.
The praise is very good, I love to hear it, so praise more.
That evening, Sang Qiqi closed the shop and returned to the First Hall of the Underworld with Duan Sui. The hall door opened, and Lin Yanluo, seated on the upper floor, saw Duan Sui approaching. He stood up to greet him, but saw Sang Qiqi following him. The respect on his face immediately dropped, and he sat back down, raising his eyelids and imitating the attitude of Yanluo: "Here I come."
Sang Qiqi glanced at him twice and felt that he was acting a little pretentious today.
But because there were employees from other departments present at the scene, she forced herself to swallow back the words that were intended to insult her leader.
"Lord Lin Yanluo," Duan Sui said with a smile. As he sat down at Lin Yanluo's right, the latter's eyelids twitched violently, but he had to accept. Duan Sui saw his uncomfortable expression and found it amusing. He didn't exchange pleasantries, but instead got straight to the point, asking, "Has there been any activity in the Ten Palaces these past few days?"
The ghost officers in the underworld put down their current tasks and helped the police in the mortal world to catch Taoist priests. Not only were they given travel allowances, but they were also given extra points for each Taoist priest they caught. This matter caused a sensation in the underworld. Not to mention the Ten Courts of Justice, even the chickens in Jinji Mountain probably heard about it.
only--
"Nothing." Lin Yanluo frowned and shook his head. "Dan Xuelin and Chao Song are also very quiet."
"How can you be so patient?" Sang Qiqi skillfully took out a handful of sunflower seeds and gave half to Duan Sui. As she ate them, she said, "Do you think we're tricking them? Why don't we drag Pingyangzi and the others out for a stroll through the underworld? I don't believe they can sit still."
Lin Yanluo thought this method was good, but since the big boss was in front of him, he had to ask the big boss's opinion first.
When his gaze turned to Duan Sui, he nodded and said, "It's feasible, but it doesn't have to be too obvious."
"That's easy. All the responsible individuals, except Ping Yangzi, have already been interrogated. Next, they'll be on a tour of various small hells. By making a little noise, they'll be able to lure out the problematic individuals."
"And more." Sang Qiqi raised her hand. "Let Peng Yanjun be a little arrogant for the next two days. After all, although he couldn't recapture the defected executioner he was brooding about, he's dead as hell, which is also good news."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yanluo looked at Sang Qiqi twice more and praised her, "You have a pretty sharp mind."
Sang Qiqi glanced at him. "I've worked under you for twenty years, and now you realize I'm smart? I think you might need to reflect on yourself and wonder if you haven't paid enough attention to me."
Lin Yanluo: “…”
Ignoring Lin Yanluo's speechless expression, Sang Qiqi pointed at Duan Sui and said, "Duan Sui and I have only been working together for a few days, and he already knows that I am smart, capable, and strong."
Duan Sui nodded and continued, "He has a natural talent for drawing talismans. He excels in every aspect."
Lin Yanluo: “…”
How can you praise like this with your eyes open?
Lin Yanluo sniffed the air hard and vaguely smelled some unusual smell.
But for a moment I didn't want to figure out what the smell was.
After leaving the First Hall, Sang Qiqi and Duan Sui returned home.
Sang Qiqi has been a bit busy recently and hasn't been back to the underworld much. Today, she received a message from Fu Rui saying that Old Mrs. Zhang is preparing to reincarnate. She thought about going to the supermarket in the underworld to buy some vegetables and have a meal with them.
After all, we don’t know when we’ll meet next time.
She spent a lot of money in the supermarket without feeling sorry at all. She walked happily towards the old lady's villa with two large bags of food and snacks.
In stark contrast to her ease and joy was Shan Xuelin.
Although he hadn't left the Fourth Hall, he had long heard that the ghost messengers from the underworld were heading to the human world to help. He appeared calm and composed, but in reality, he was restless and fidgeting.
He wanted to try to find out from Lin Bo what the so-called evil cult organization was called and what the situation was like in the world of the living, but he was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he could only suppress his uneasiness and stay in the hall.
And just in case, he didn't even dare to inform Chao Song.
Shan Xuelin exhaled and told himself to stay calm when a figure suddenly appeared in the hall. When he saw the figure's face clearly, Shan Xuelin's face changed drastically. He immediately stood up and shouted, "Why are you here at this hour? Haven't you heard what's going on outside? Someone might be watching us right now!"
The person who came was Chao Song.
Chao Song straightened his disheveled robes with a gloomy expression and said coldly, "I'm watching you, but hiding in the hall like a coward is no good. I only found out after leaving the house that Lin Bo and Peng Su were sending ghost messengers to the mortal realm to arrest members of the Nine Netherworld Divine Society. Furthermore, do you still remember Zhong Yuquan?"
"Nonsense." Shan Xuelin said, "I was the one who persuaded Zhong Yuquan to defect."
Even the scene in the Sixth Hall where the so-called executioner was bewitched by the evil spirit and then opened the gates of hell was done by Zhong Yuquan at his behest.
Originally, he just wanted to try to create some chaos while the person in Fengdu was away to send some little ghosts out to replenish Lord Jintian's body. As a result, the old guy Peng Su reacted quickly. Although he caused pollution to the Styx, except for Zhong Yuquan and the ghost named Mei Yishan who escaped from the underworld, not a single ghost escaped.
Waste of effort.
"Zhong Yuquan is dead."
Shan Xuelin almost didn't react when Chao Song said these five words. He immediately said, "How is that possible? Didn't Zhong Yuquan change his name and become the head of the Jiuyou Tongshen Society's branch in the mortal world?"
"Yes, I heard from Peng Su that Zhong Yuquan successfully created the evil spirit, but was swallowed by the evil spirit as a tonic."
"How did Peng Su know?"
"Then you'd have to ask Sang Qiqi. This damn girl runs a funeral parlor in the mortal realm, but secretly she's doing something big." Speaking of Sang Qiqi, Chao Song's brows darkened. "Not only did she capture the evil spirit that Zhong Yuquan painstakingly created, she also busted the mortal leader of the Nine Netherworld Divine Society! Uncle Lin was so happy his face blossomed."
Hearing Sang Qiqi's name, Shan Xuelin frowned subconsciously.
He opened his mouth to ask if that damn girl was really that powerful, but when he thought about how he had never gotten any good results against her, he silently closed his mouth.
To him, Sang Qiqi was no different from a disaster.
Seeing Shan Xuelin remained silent, Chao Song asked anxiously, "What do you think we should do now? Master Jintian is still in seclusion. If something really happens to the Jiuyou Tongshen Society, won't all of Master's plans be in vain?!"
Shan Xuelin's uneasiness grew stronger after learning about the ghost messenger's journey to the mortal realm. However, he suppressed this anxiety and tried to convince Chao Song, and himself, word by word: "What Peng Su said may not be true. From the ghost messenger's frequent trips to the mortal realm to the incident with Zhong Yuquan, it could all be a trick by him to confuse us. All we can do now is to hold our ground. Moreover, we don't know where Lord Jintian is. Even if something really happened to the Jiuyou Tongshen Society, there's nothing we can do to change it."
"We don't know, but the guy at Dangzhong Mountain does. If he loses his mind and gets targeted, he's doomed." Chao Song gritted his teeth. "He can't be that stupid, right?"
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