"Impossible! How can everyone be dying!" After calculating for a while, Uncle Nine still couldn't find any way to break the deadlock. Aunt Zhe then calculated the fates of the other disciples, only to find that apart from the few who had betrayed them, the others were also trapped in a deadly situation, including herself. They weren't at the end of their lifespans, so there was no way they were in a deadly predicament; there was always a glimmer of hope for them.
"It's a calamity!" Zhe Gu was stunned, but she also deduced how the deadly situation came about. Because several of her traitorous senior brothers had all sided with the calamity.
"Perhaps he knows something?" After thinking for a moment, Aunt Zhe dropped the fortune-telling coins and ran out of the Taoist temple to chase after Wang Han, who had left. Wang Han was such a strange person; perhaps he knew something. If she couldn't find a way to break the deadlock, she should first find out how the deadlock came about; maybe then she could break it.
"Zhe Gu." Before Zhe Gu could even run out of the Taoist temple, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai arrived with the evil spirit infants. Seeing Zhe Gu rushing outside, they quickly grabbed her, handed her the three evil spirit infants they had brought, and said, "Master told us to bring these three evil spirit infants to you for offering."
"Never mind that for now, come with me and catch that person who just left. He shouldn't have gone far." Aunt Zhe casually placed the evil spirit infant that had been brought over on the table, and pulled Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to run out of the Taoist temple.
"People? We haven't seen a single person on our way here!" Hearing this, the two were puzzled. They hadn't seen a single person on their way here; no one had come, and no one had left. But they were still pulled out by Aunt Zhe.
Once outside, just as the two had said, they searched for the Taoist temple and chased after it for a while, but they couldn't find a single person, not even a single worshipper.
"Something's not right!" After chasing for a while, Aunt Zhe stopped and said, carefully observing her surroundings.
"What's wrong?" Seeing how anxious Aunt Zhe was, Qiu Sheng quickly asked, feeling a little nervous himself. Aunt Zhe's anxiety clearly indicated that something bad had happened.
“Normally, this is the time when there are the most worshippers, but now that we’ve chased them this far, we haven’t encountered a single one. We should have caught up with several of the guests who left the temple earlier, but we haven’t seen a single one either.” Aunt Zhe said seriously as she formed several Taoist hand seals and carefully examined everything around her.
"Auntie Zhe, is there some kind of demon? What happened before we came here?" Qiu Sheng asked, also carefully observing his surroundings.
“Before you arrived, a man came to me for fortune telling. Strangely, he predicted the untimely deaths of your master, your uncle, and Master Yixin. Even more strangely, I didn’t tell him anything, yet he still gave me over a hundred silver dollars.” Aunt Zhe said seriously, “I did some calculations and found that not only the three of them, but most of my other fellow disciples were also trapped in a dead end, and no matter how I calculated, I couldn’t find a way out.”
"They're all in a dead end?" Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng's expression became even more serious, as did Wen Cai's. Although they were of lower rank, it didn't mean they didn't know the seriousness of the situation.
“That’s right!” Aunt Zhe nodded and said.
"Found it! There really was a problem!" Aunt Zhe's eyes narrowed. She ran behind a large tree and found a yellow talisman. As soon as the talisman was torn off, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, returning to the vicinity of the Taoist temple entrance. The previously empty area became crowded, with thirty or forty people circling around the large trees near the temple entrance.
"What kind of talisman is this?" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at the changes in the surrounding environment and the people trapped in the illusion in surprise. They also looked at the yellow talisman in Zhe Gu's hand. They had never seen such a talisman that could create an illusion before.
“I have seen some Taoist masters create illusions as barriers for their mountain gates, but those are formations. I’ve only ever heard of creating an illusion with just a yellow talisman; this is the first time I’ve ever seen one! But I’m certain that the person who drew this talisman must be extremely powerful.” Aunt Zhe said solemnly upon hearing this.
Her sect had formations for creating illusions, but they were very complex. She had never seen an illusion created with just a single talisman before. The illusions created by ghosts and monsters were merely tricks to deceive the eye and could not be considered true illusions.
"This talisman is so powerful?" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were extremely surprised to hear what Zhe Gu said.
"By the way, Aunt Zhe, you mentioned someone asked you to tell your master's fortune. Was it this person who left the yellow talisman? What kind of person is he?" Qiu Sheng asked, recalling Aunt Zhe's earlier words. Clearly, the key was the fortune teller.
"He's a very handsome young man, about your age, with short hair and a somewhat strange accent. Oh, and he's very tall, probably close to two meters, with a very well-proportioned build," Aunt Zhe said without hesitation. Such a special guest is a rare sight, and she remembered him vividly.
"Two meters tall, handsome! It's Wang Han, he's back!" Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at each other in surprise and exclaimed. In their memory, there was only one person like Wang Han. Wang Han had left a very deep impression on them, and even after two years, they still remembered him vividly. Moreover, he was very powerful.
"Him, Wang Han? Is that the Wang Han that Senior Brother has been looking for?" Seeing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai exclaim in surprise, Aunt Zhe quickly asked. Aunt Zhe also knew that Uncle Jiu was looking for Wang Han, but Wang Han had disappeared for two years, and she had never seen him before.
“It should be Wang Han!” Qiu Sheng nodded upon hearing this. Among the people they knew, only Wang Han matched Zhe Gu’s description: tall, handsome, well-proportioned, powerful, and wealthy.
"Qiusheng, let's hurry and find Wang Han. Maybe he really hasn't gone far," Wencai said anxiously, pulling Qiusheng along as they prepared to go find Wang Han, who was supposed to have gone who knows how far.
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