Having finished eating, Ah-hao hurriedly stuffed a grape into his mouth, then frantically caught the electronic tortoise shell with both hands and began to examine it intently.
He had been eyeing this for a long time but never had a chance to touch it. Now that he had it in his hands, he imitated Si Zang's gesture, swiping his index finger around the screen.
"Uncle-Master, this is it." Ah-Hao swallowed a grape and chose a picture of a woman. The woman in the picture had blonde hair and blue eyes and was lying under the window, eavesdropping with her ear pressed against the wall.
"Young lady, your fortune telling... you're truly blessed with a tough life." Si Zang took the tortoise shell and couldn't help but sigh upon seeing it.
The practice of girls eavesdropping on conversations originated in the Rakshasa Kingdom. It involved local girls going to the window to listen to people talking and deducing their fate from the first word they heard.
People who aren't strong enough will suffer a lot, only listening to half of what they hear and only doing half of what they believe.
"Come on, let's draw another word."
Si Zang threw the tortoise shell back, and words began to spin rapidly on it, moving so fast they were almost invisible.
Ah-hao chuckled, caught it, and placed it in his pocket. He rubbed his fingers on his clothes four or five times, then sincerely held up the electronic tortoise shell and placed it in front of him.
"Huh?" Si Zang looked up and glanced at the words on the electronic tortoise shell. Seeing Ah Hao excitedly preparing to hand the tortoise shell back, he said with a look of disgust, "It's yours."
Upon hearing this, Ah Hao suddenly straightened up.
"This is my compensation for asking you to risk your life to monitor the deep pool. If you ever encounter any insurmountable danger, just smash this thing, and someone will come down to save you immediately." Si Zang stood up, pointed to the sky, and walked over to pat A Hao on the shoulder. "Of course, I also need to borrow your birth chart."
"Huh?" Ah Hao was a little confused by the surprise, but immediately sensed that something was wrong.
“You have a strong destiny, your birth chart is in a clash, you’re the one who protects your senior brothers and sisters from disasters… You don’t want anything to happen to your master or us, do you?” Si Zang asked with a smile. Ah Hao felt a chill run down his spine and quickly shook his head: “I don’t want that, I don’t want that.”
After saying that, Ah Hao lowered his eyes and secretly glanced at Ah Fang, who had shrunk his head and was completely ignoring him. He wished he could reach out and grab him.
But just then, Ah-hao saw Si-zang put his hand on Ah-fang's shoulder and heard a gloating voice ask, "Ah-fang, is that what you think too?"
"Ah...yes, Uncle-Master..." A-Fang sighed helplessly, knowing he couldn't avoid it, and obediently raised his head.
“That makes things easier. Uncle Master, I have a way to help you suppress our luck.” Si Zang chuckled, pressing down on the two of them with his hands, one on each side, and patting them gently. “You don’t need to do anything. Just sit here with the things. Once this is over, consider the things a gift to you. You can use them however you like.”
"Oh?!" This time, Ah Hao and Ah Fang both understood. They both looked up at Si Zang with delighted eyes. A treasure?
Si Zang glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and said casually, "Ah Hao is impatient, which makes me a little worried. Speaking of which, you two have caused quite a bit of trouble along the way. If it weren't for your strong birth charts and your master's high level of skill, we probably wouldn't know who would be collecting whose corpses."
As soon as the words were spoken, certain things that the Taoist priest had not mentioned were quickly brought to the attention of these two people.
"Of course, Master Uncle shouldn't meddle in these matters, but this is a critical situation. If something unexpected happens, it would be fine if you could get through it safely, but... what about us?"
Even if you were my master or senior master, you wouldn't have such a strong fate.
After Si Zang finished speaking, Ah Hao and Ah Fang no longer had their previous tough demeanor, and they both looked at Yi Mei with some guilt.
"Ah Fang, you'd better keep a close eye on your senior brother and don't let us down." Si Zang added, taking out two wooden plaques and tossing them into their hands. He then took out three more wooden plaques of different colors and tossed them into the hands of Lin Feng and the others. "These are life plaques. In a moment, you two just need to hold the life plaques in your hands, silently recite your names, step out the steps, and face north."
"Yes, Senior Uncle!"
Seeing Ah Hao and Ah Fang's solemn answers, Si Zang turned his back, a secret smile creeping onto his lips.
In reality, having the life token was enough, but he was afraid that the two of them would come up with some other tricks and he wanted to use this opportunity to keep them here so that Yi Mei could fully unleash his combat power.
"It'll start around noon. Remember to find a shady spot. Also, make sure you go north, that's the direction!"
After Si Zang finished speaking fiercely, the two hurriedly replied loudly, "Yes, Uncle Master!"
...
Outside Renjia Town.
The four walked along the road, crossed a small hill, and stopped at a road intersection. In the distance, they saw the Ren family's procession carrying two small sedan chairs on the opposite mountain, preparing to go up the mountain.
"It's Lin Jiu." Mao Xiaofang saw the familiar figure in the group and immediately pointed to him.
Lin Feng carefully searched in the direction of the finger, and as Si Zang pointed to the crowd that was already waiting on the mountaintop, he discovered three very unusual figures.
The black-robed sorcerer monk, Bian Er, and... Chen Ren, a master of external martial arts, the man who cultivated half of the Nine Yang Divine Skill in the world of the Mysterious Silk and had a dragon tattoo over his shoulder.
Lin Feng spoke up: "Nine Yang Divine Skill".
"You know him?" Si Zang asked, turning around in response.
"I was on the same team as Bian Er before," Lin Feng said simply.
Si Zang shrugged: "Xiao Fang, you and Daoist Yi Mei go first. If they make a move, you lure the sorcerer monk and the martial arts practitioner away..."
"Big brother..." Before Si Zang could finish speaking, Mao Xiaofang opened his mouth, but swallowed the words back and sighed with some difficulty.
Seeing this, Si Zang asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
“A black aura clung to them, as if black snakes were flicking their tongues…” The one-browed Taoist raised his fingers in a hand seal, flashed them before his eyes, and then his voice, sharp and stern, cut off Mao Xiaofang’s words: “They want to kill the people here!”
"Mission Seven: The One-Eyebrow Taoist's Request. After accepting the mission, hostile mode will be activated. The two teams will fight to the death, and escape items cannot be used."
Um?
Lin Feng and Si Zang exchanged a glance but did not immediately accept the mission.
The inability to use escape items did help them, but directly accepting and starting the mission would force the other two into a life-or-death struggle as well.
It is not conducive to a sneak attack.
Only when the people on the opposite mountaintop formed a circle, and the two people who came down from the sedan chair surrounded a cemetery, did Si Zang say, "The black energy has turned into black snakes... If they really dare to attack Renjia Town, I will definitely help you get rid of this scourge!"
"Um..."
Both Yi Mei Dao Ren and Mao Xiao Fang nodded at the same time, and the slight worry in Mao Xiao Fang's heart finally subsided.
They hadn't helped much along the way, and had even been given top-grade magical artifacts, so asking for help now felt a bit shameless.
After the two of them went ahead to the opposite hilltop, Si Zang played with a life tablet in his hand: "Whatever, just charge in later. As long as the life tablet isn't broken, those curses won't be able to enter your body."
"I will handle the matter concerning Yi Mei and Mao Xiaofang."
Lin Feng nodded.
At this moment, the grave of Master Ren on the other side of the mountain had already been knocked down, and several young men were digging around in the ground with shovels, causing eerie black winds to blow.
The people in the midst of this black wind seemed unaware, but the sorcerer had already walked behind Old Master Ren's tomb and disappeared into the flowing, eerie wind.
Chen Ren was clearly uncomfortable and took a few steps back to avoid the excavation of Old Master Ren's coffin.
Bian Er, who was standing at the front of the crowd, seemed to really like this atmosphere. When he heard Lin Jiu tell people of different ages to step back, he excitedly moved closer.
What is that person doing?
Someone spotted the sorcerer, and seeing this person who had appeared out of nowhere and was sneaking around behind the tomb, everyone became suspicious.
“Look at his skin, he’s a Black man.”
“I’ve heard from some rich young lady that there are a lot of black people like this in big cities.”
"Stop talking, stop talking! Look what he's doing!"
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