Kong Jimo and his group returned and reported the situation. The state revoked his title of master, and the Buddhist community expelled him. From then on, he was no longer a master certified by the Buddhist community.
Everyone needs to take responsibility, whether they are a highly respected master or a police officer.
Fang Miao came crying and found the house had disappeared. Then she saw Mo Yan and rushed over to grab Mo Yan's hand.
"Where's your brother? Where's your brother? You're a jinx, everyone's unlucky when you're around."
Fang Miao grabbed Mo Yan's hand and kept shouting.
"Please let me go." Mo Yan looked at her coldly. "Don't think I won't hold you accountable for having someone spy on me, and later even reporting me for feudal superstition."
Feudal superstition and special state departments are two completely different concepts.
So-called feudal superstition is the use of so-called ghosts and gods to make people believe that they have some unfounded abilities, which are then used to harm the interests of the people.
"I……"
"You are Mo Xi's wife, aren't you?"
It was at this moment that Fang Miao was taken away by them. Mo Xi had been collecting souls and had killed many people, many of whom were done through Fang Miao's father.
Since she's here, she can't leave anymore, and her dad is in trouble too. This is a real pain for her father!
Mo Yan also went over with them to help and cooperate. After figuring out that Mo Yan was going to teach Kong Jimo and the others, she threw several people over.
By this time, it was already the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.
Mo Yan came alone, but left with seven or eight people, both men and women.
The village chief was stunned and didn't know what to do. He asked around and found out that they were all there on business and were government officials.
Mo Yan's daily task is to teach a few of them and then have them study. They're all going to take the college entrance exam, so they have to work hard, right?
During this time, the girl had Fu Xiangrong and Old Lady Fu completely under her thumb, and the two of them were obedient and compliant.
Grandma Fu's foot was left disabled, and she walked with a limp. As for Fu Xiangrong, he was an idiot and would do whatever he was told.
That evening, Mo Yan looked at them. "Were you afraid of the vengeful spirit from that house before?"
"We are afraid, but we must be fearless."
“Fear is fear, the second half of the sentence is useless. In order to make you less afraid, I have thought of a way for you.”
Mo Yan looked at them very seriously, and their eyes lit up. Could there really be a way to do this?
"What method?"
"I'll take you guys to eat hot pot." Mo Yan took out a pot, a lot of hot pot ingredients, and even prepared a lot of food, such as cured meat, potatoes, mushrooms, enoki mushrooms, and chicken.
Upon seeing it, they all drooled, nodding repeatedly, "We'd love to eat hot pot."
Who wouldn't want to eat hot pot? Only a fool wouldn't.
They thought they would eat at home, but unexpectedly, Mo Yan led them on a long walk.
"Mo Yan can't go any further; the village cemetery is just ahead."
They had been to this place during the day; it was the village cemetery, no doubt. The village chief had told them not to walk this way at night unless absolutely necessary.
“Yes, it’s a cemetery.” Mo Yan nodded very seriously. “I didn’t go to the wrong place. You’re scared because you’ve never seen it before. Just take a look around. You guys can go to the cemetery for hot pot.”
Kong Jimo: "..." Are you serious?
When they arrived, they realized it was for real, and Mo Yan even restored all the ghosts to their original forms. Many of them had their intestines spilling out, or were searching for their heads or eyeballs.
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