"This despicable villain, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have let him off so easily last time." When Sikong Qinglan mentioned Long Wudang, he was even more furious.
The last time they saw Long Wudang and Zhuge Qiu seriously injured by Xiang Qiuzhan, they did not make things difficult for them. The other party was tactful enough to hand over some money and property and then let them go. However, they did not expect that the other party would not give up.
"It seems that the lesson I gave him was not enough. He will be in trouble if he falls into my hands next time. And this Long Wucuo, I will make him pay the price sooner or later." Mu Hanyan said with a cold snort.
He actually dared to plot against her. Did he really think that her title of the number one playboy in An Yun was just a joke?
Ling Baobao's eyes lit up. Based on his understanding of Anyun's most dissolute young lady, someone else was about to be in trouble. Oh, he still liked Mu Hanyan's dissoluteness.
"Sir, this guy has become a prayer priest, but we can't deal with him the same way we dealt with Long Wudang." Shen Yuhe had some understanding of Mu Hanyan, and reminded him in a low voice.
The High Priestess's temper wasn't as gentle and modest as her appearance suggested. She'd beat anyone if she angered them, with Long Wudang and Ou Mingzhi being prime examples. But Long Wucuo was different. While those two possessed considerable power and family background, and Ou Mingzhi was the designated heir to the Lingyu Temple, they weren't priests after all. Beating them was considered a private matter, and even if someone wanted to defend them, it was done privately, without making a big deal about it.
But Long Wucuo had already become a prayer priest of the Tianyang Temple. A shady move would be one thing, but beating him up in public would be a clear sign of hostility towards the Tianyang Temple. With the Flower Rain Temple's current strength, it was impossible for them to directly compete with the Tianyang Temple. Furthermore, such a major incident could potentially lead to the Life Temple and even the Main Temple intervening. Everyone knew that the Flower Rain Temple was not favored by the Lord God, so who would dare to speak up for them? In the end, they would undoubtedly suffer.
"Don't worry, I won't act rashly." Mu Hanyan nodded and said. Without Shen Yuhe's reminder, she could figure out the interests involved, and of course she would not blatantly deal with Long Wucuo.
"It's the praying priest again. As expected, none of these guys who perform shaman exercises are good people." Ling Baobao muttered in a low voice, which caused Sikong Qinglan to roll his eyes helplessly.
After being turned away by Long Wucuo, they couldn't sleep on the street, so they had to find an inn to stay in first.
"Waiter, let's check in." Ling Baobao shouted loudly as he walked into an inn.
"I'm sorry, sirs, the guest rooms are full. Please find another one." A waiter came up and said politely with a smile on his face.
"It's full again?" Ling Baobao was slightly startled.
"Yes, the ceremony of worshiping the gods is a grand event that happens only once every hundred years in our Tianyang City. Not only the priests from the major temples have come, but also many people from other major priest families have come. The guest rooms have been fully occupied for a long time. Please forgive us, guests, and find another room." The waiter explained.
Mu Hanyan and the others frowned. They'd searched over a dozen inns, but every one was fully booked, all with the same reason. But considering this sacrificial ceremony was related to the legendary once-in-a-million-year treasure, it made sense. Ordinary people didn't know the inside story, but the priests of the major temples and the priest families of each city knew a little, so it made sense that they'd all come to join in the fun.
"Let's go and find another one." Seeing that it was getting late, Mu Hanyan didn't want to waste time. Tianyang City was so big, she didn't believe she couldn't find a place to stay.
"Why offend anyone else when you can? Why offend the Lord Priest Qiyu? Don't you know the status of the Long family in Tianyang City? It would be a miracle if you could find a vacant room." The waiter couldn't help but mutter to himself as he watched several people walk out the door.
When running a shop and doing business, there is no reason to push customers away, not to mention that the other party is a priest. If he had not received the order in advance, he would not be willing to do such a thing. To be honest, he also felt a little resentful.
His voice was not loud, but he forgot that the other party was a priest and his hearing and eyesight were far better than those of ordinary people.
"Hmm?" Mu Hanyan and the others turned around at the same time, their eyes fixed on the waiter.
"I didn't say anything. It's none of my business, sir. It's none of my business, sir." The waiter was so scared that his face turned pale. He wished he could slap himself hard a few times. How could he forget the identities of these people? How could he not control his stinky mouth?
The waiter's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. He couldn't afford to offend the people of the Long family, but he couldn't afford to offend these people in front of him either. Others couldn't do anything to Long Wucuo, but it was easy to deal with him, an ordinary civilian.
"Forget it, there's no need to make things difficult for him." Mu Hanyan was not willing to vent her anger on an ordinary civilian. Besides, she knew that the other party had no choice at all, so she walked out of the inn with a few people.
Needless to say, they also knew what was going on. Long Wucuo obviously wanted to humiliate them completely and not give them any place to stay in Tianyang City.
"How about staying at my grandpa's house for a few days?" Shen Yuhe said after a moment of silence.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Sikong Qinglan gave Chen Yuhe a reproachful look.
In fact, he should have thought of it when Shen Yuhe mentioned her mother's family background just now, but at that time he was so angry with Long Wucuo that he didn't think much about it.
"Isn't it inconvenient?" Mu Hanyan had thought about it a long time ago, but since Chen Yuhe didn't say it, she guessed there must be a reason, so she didn't mention it.
"It's not inconvenient. My grandfather is very good to my mother and likes me very much. But his health has been getting worse over the years, and all the household affairs have been left to my second aunt. She has always been at odds with my mother and doesn't like me very much, so I don't want to trouble him." Shen Yuhe explained.
"Forget it, let's think of another way." Mu Hanyan was already accustomed to the intrigues within the aristocratic families and didn't want to make things difficult for her.
"It's okay. I haven't been back for more than ten years. It's a rare opportunity for me to come back, and I'm only staying for a few days. After all, we are family. I don't think she will do anything too excessive. Besides, I should go see my grandfather." Shen Yuhe said.
"Okay, then you can go to grandpa's house and bother him for a few days." Mu Hanyan said.
In fact, she couldn't think of a better way. She couldn't set up a tent outside the city and wait until the sacrificial ceremony officially began before entering the city. If that got out, it would bring shame to the Huayu Temple.
Mu Tu drove the carriage, heading towards the Gu family under Shen Yuhe's guidance. Sitting in the carriage, Wen Gaoren looked a little forlorn. With his former fame, countless people in Tianyang City would have invited him to stay, and it would have been a great honor for him to stay for a few days. Unfortunately, Duan Cheng'an had betrayed his master, and the ancestral formation technique had fallen into the hands of the Ou family. The Lingyu Temple had reached an agreement with the other eleven temples, so naturally, no one dared to take him in anymore.
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"Lord Long, thank you for what you did just now." A young priest with a sinister look in his eyes said to Long Wucuo at the Tianyang Temple. It was Ou Mingzhi.
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