"If you have something to say, say it!" Another person rushed over and pulled the square-faced man away. I know this man. He was the one who took sides at the negotiation table last time. I remember his last name was Liao.
"You'd better give us an explanation! What you're doing will cause chaos in the underworld and the human world!" The square-faced man pointed at the master.
A white-haired old man came over, supported by a young girl. He took a few breaths with every step and looked like he was about to die.
"Stop arguing, we are all family."
"Master Yan." The master bowed very respectfully, and the others did the same. We looked at each other and followed suit.
Elder Yan glanced at us and sighed slightly: "There are only a few people left in Xuanqing Division. Young Kong died in Southern Xinjiang last month."
Hearing this, those people's faces became a little gloomy.
"Fang boy, what exactly are you planning?" Old Yan coughed and said to his master.
"I'm sure you all know that the Blood Evil Tai Sui has been born." said the master.
Everyone looked at him.
"I've tried it, but it's not easy to deal with." The master said, hands behind his back, "So I'm going to negotiate with the underworld."
"What?" the square-faced man asked in surprise. "Negotiating with the underworld? Can you please think this through before you speak?"
Master Liao rubbed his hands together, his sturdy body like a black bear. "Brother Fang, I'm usually on good terms with you, but you've been really inconsiderate in this matter. The Blood Evil Tai Sui is not under the jurisdiction of the Underworld, and they won't intervene if it doesn't go according to their rules."
"That's why our Xuanqingsi is working for them." The woman said coldly, with some complaints in her tone.
Elder Yan waved his hand and let out a long sigh. "Since its founding, the Xuanqing Division has shouldered the responsibility of hunting down evil spirits and maintaining stability in the world. You're well aware of the ways of the underworld. We might seem like experts to ordinary people, but we have no leverage in front of the ghosts and gods of the underworld."
The master still stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the moon obscured by dark clouds: "So this rule has to be changed." His tone was indifferent but unquestionable, as if he was the superior of the underworld.
There was a moment of complete silence at the scene.
As if hearing his words, an extremely cold aura suddenly emanated from the dilapidated mountain temple. Everyone present had a solemn expression. The eldest senior sister took a step forward and put me and my two senior brothers behind her.
"Have you contacted the ghost?" The square-faced man asked anxiously, "Now is not the time to fight! Do you want to be like your master?" At this moment I was sure that he still loved my master in his heart.
But I don't understand, is this underworld so terrifying? From what Master said, Xuan Qing Si is more like a vicious dog raised by them in the human world.
This is not right.
Master suddenly smiled and looked back at us. He even made a face at us and said to the group of evil spirits, "If you want to die, just run away." Then he strode into the temple, and soon my senior sister followed him in. I hesitated for a moment and followed behind my senior brother. Listening to the sigh of the square-faced man behind me, I suddenly felt that maybe one day I would understand Master.
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