Upon hearing this, an image of a monster with an incredibly twisted personality, constantly sewing human skin onto its own body, came to mind.
At this point, I still had a question and couldn't help but ask:
"Master, this monster was so twisted and terrifying, why didn't it attack us back then?"
Luo Tianhe was also very puzzled, as the monster clearly saw them at the time.
The Taoist priest paused, then began to ponder carefully.
Seeing this, Li Huai, who had listened to our conversation for a long time without saying a word, couldn't help but guess:
"This monster is mentally twisted and its brain is abnormal; maybe it's just having a seizure?"
Hearing Li Huai's unreliable speculation, I couldn't help but twitch my lips.
He was so stupid that he saw everything as stupid; he thought that the Taoist priest was a complete idiot too.
"This kind of thing should have been eradicated by us in ancient times. Before you told me, I thought it only existed in ancient books."
Just then, Daoist Zhang Qingxiao slowly spoke.
"However, I do have a guess about this."
"Didn't you say that the ghost bride gave you a sachet made of human skin?"
Hearing this, I nodded and took out a sachet made of human skin that was already filled with resentment:
“This is it, Master. You used it when you were at Anning Girls’ High School.”
Master Zhang Qingxiao took the human skin sachet, rubbed it in his hands for a moment, and then smiled:
"That ghostly Taoist priest has an extraordinary craving for human skin! Yet this ghostly bride was able to give you this human skin sachet right in front of him. It seems that the ghostly Taoist priest is very wary of that being!"
As expected of my master, his predictions sound much more reliable than Li Huai's.
"So, Master Zhang, can we go there to rescue them?"
Luo Tianhe asked somewhat anxiously.
Master Zhang Qingxiao pondered for a moment. "I have already told him the whole story, so he naturally knows why Luo Tianhe is so anxious."
However, Master Zhang Qingxiao did not dislike Luo Tianhe's actions.
Upon hearing how terrifying the ghostly Taoist priest was, his first reaction was not to consider the matter carefully, but to ask such a question, which reveals Luo Tianhe's character.
Finally, Daoist Zhang Qingxiao sighed deeply and said with some reluctance:
"Xiao Luo, I know you're anxious, but we can't rush this. I'll try to contact other fellow Daoists now. The Skinner is the common enemy of the Xuanmen. Once they get the news, they'll definitely be willing to take action!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhe opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Then he sighed dejectedly and lowered his head.
I patted him on the shoulder and asked:
"Master, how long will it take?"
"Within half a month, I think."
Master Zhang Qingxiao said.
Even after leaving the Taoist priest's meditation place, Luo Tianhe still looked dejected.
I know why he was so dejected.
He was filled with resentment and thought he could save Lao Dao soon, but I insisted on waiting for the Taoist priest to come and ask about the situation before I went.
After inquiring about the situation, it was discovered that the timeframe had been pushed back by half a month, and the worst part was that they had no choice but to wait.
Whoever experiences this will feel like they've fallen from the clouds to hell.
Even after returning to the funeral home, Luo Tianhe would still be in this absent-minded state.
Seeing Luo Tianhe like this, I couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder:
"Luo Tianhe, don't be too sad, the Daoist priest..."
"Alright, I know that Master Zhang Qingxiao is doing this for our own good, but I still feel uneasy."
Luo Tianhe gave a wry smile and lit a cigarette.
I looked at his somewhat empty cigarette pack. Ever since I heard the news, he hadn't stopped smoking.
"Luo Tianhe, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush. Although the Taoist priest said that, it doesn't mean we have to wait half a month."
"He might get all the people he needs today, and they'll all be here by tomorrow."
My words of comfort did not improve Luo Tianhe's mood in the slightest.
There's nothing I can do about it.
We can't really go there to die, can we?
As night deepened, Li Huai went to Old Man Sun's place to learn medical skills.
The old man really wanted to teach him. He used to close the door and go to sleep at eight o'clock, but now he doesn't sleep at all. It's almost midnight, and Li Huai still hasn't come back.
Luo Tianhe sat in the corner, smoking one cigarette after another.
The corner was filled with smoke, even more so than the incense burning in front of my idol.
Seeing Luo Tianhe like this, I felt quite bad.
I know he's loyal, but now I can only leave my good brother waiting in the cold grave.
Putting myself in Luo Tianhe's shoes, if I were trapped inside and unable to rescue him, I don't know how heartbroken I would feel.
But I didn't know how to persuade him; the terror of that ghostly Taoist priest was self-evident.
Master's decision was clearly correct, but Lao Dao's fate was uncertain, and with each passing day, the hope of survival became increasingly slim.
"Luo Tianhe, stop smoking, your lungs will turn black if you keep smoking." In the end, I could only offer this dry advice.
He didn't turn around, he just waved his hand, indicating that I should ignore him.
Just then, an extremely eerie sound suddenly came from outside the funeral home.
I strained my ears, and it sounded like a suona horn, but who would be playing a suona horn in the middle of the night?
I smacked my lips, then suddenly stood up abruptly, opened the window, and looked outside.
The suona's tune was strange, a bizarre melody that sent chills down your spine.
Along with the sound of suona horns, there were also the faint footsteps of many people walking on tiptoe, but normal people don't walk on tiptoe!
I realized I was possessed!
Sure enough, when I opened the window, I immediately turned pale.
It's midnight now, the night is deep, and there's no one outside the funeral home.
But in the distance, a group of shadowy figures were silently drifting in.
No, not again?!
My heart sank, and a chill instantly swept through my body.
This scene is so similar to what happened when I provoked Bai Su before!
This time, however, it's on a larger scale and with a stronger sense of ceremony!
My lips were trembling.
Leading them were four people dressed in scarlet uniforms, their faces as pale as paper.
They carried a large red bridal sedan chair with stiff movements.
The bridal sedan chair was a blindingly red, as if stained with blood. The curtains were tightly closed, embroidered with intricate patterns of mandarin ducks playing in the water in gold thread. But in the dim light, the eyes of the mandarin ducks seemed to be staring eerily outwards.
Before and behind the bridal sedan chair stood eight maids dressed in green, all with pale faces, exaggerated blush on their cheeks, stiff smiles, and empty eyes.
They carried white lanterns with black "囍" (double happiness) characters written on them. The candlelight flickered inside the lanterns, casting their faces in shifting light and shadow, adding to the eeriness of the scene.
Following the honor guard was a hunched-over man who, at first glance, looked like a little boy.
Suddenly, as if sensing my gaze, he abruptly raised his head!
I couldn't help but take a few steps back. It was Lao Dao!
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