"Dao is righteous!"
Luo Tianhe couldn't help but sigh.
But Master Zhang Qingxiao simply flicked his sleeves, acting as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Master, in my opinion, it would be better to deal with these guys as soon as possible, since they are a potential threat."
After thinking for a moment, I spoke again.
The Taoist priest nodded.
"It won't be long before I refine it."
"By the way, Master, can this thing still read your memories while it's inside you?"
I suddenly remembered that guy who possessed a body and was brought back to life, although I wasn't very clear about some of the details.
But they know my name is Chen Yan, and they also know about my relationship with my master.
"Chen Yan, you're right. He can indeed read my memories, but he can only read some superficial and unimportant ones."
At this point, the Taoist priest smiled slightly, looking as if he had everything under control.
"But I can read all his memories, trace the clues to the root, and uproot this cult!"
As he spoke, my master's expression turned grim, and I could almost hear the clanging of swords and spears.
"By the way, what brings you here so late?"
After saying this, the Taoist priest returned to his usual gentle demeanor, looked at me, and asked.
"Oh, right, here's the situation."
I told Master Zhang Qingxiao about how I summoned that ghost bride to deliver the marriage certificate, and he looked thoughtful after listening to me.
After a long silence, Daoist Zhang Qingxiao finally spoke:
"Your guess is probably right. She's most likely urging you to hurry to that mass grave and hand over the human skin sachet to her."
"But to be able to create such a grand scene from thousands of miles away, this ghost bride's cultivation is far more profound than I imagined!"
"Since that's the case, let's take a gamble! In a couple of days, once I've dealt with the matter of resurrection, I won't wait for those fellow cultivators anymore; I'll go with you all!"
After Master Zhang Qingxiao finished speaking, Luo Tianhe's face immediately lit up with joy.
Although we still have to wait two more days, these things will take half a month to arrive!
Moreover, with a reliable person like the Taoist priest with us, our safety is greatly guaranteed.
"Master, you should get some rest. It's so late, we won't disturb you any longer. We'll take our leave now."
I noticed a hint of weariness in my master's eyes, so I said goodbye.
The Taoist priest waved his robe, indicating that we should leave.
After the conversation ended, I led Luo Tianhe and Li Huai out of the courtyard.
As soon as I stepped out of the courtyard, I couldn't help but slap Li Huai across the face.
"You bastard, you said Master wouldn't regain consciousness until daytime. Turns out he recovered early, and the slap mark is still on his face!"
Li Huai wasn't angry. He shrank back a little and said somewhat awkwardly:
"Fortunately, the Taoist priest was magnanimous and did not pursue the matter further."
"Hehe, only a master like you has a good temper. If it were me, I'd give you a few talismans to try!"
I sneered and threatened him fiercely.
It was already past midnight, and we were too lazy to bother with anything else, so we decided to just go back to Luo Tianhe's place and get some sleep.
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, I was awakened by a rapid ringing of the telephone.
I picked up my phone and saw that it was Bai Yang calling. My anger immediately subsided.
After all, this young girl basically handled all the funeral home matters by herself.
The fact that she called me so early shows how dedicated she is. How could I possibly get angry with her?
"What's wrong, Bai Yang? Why are you calling me so early in the morning?"
I yawned, lay back in bed, and asked, still a little sleepy.
"Here's what happened. Early this morning, someone came to the funeral home looking for you, saying he knew you, and that's why you sent him."
"Did I send him?"
A thought flashed through my mind, and I pondered it carefully, but I couldn't find the answer I was looking for.
"Oh, he said he was a taxi driver."
Seeing that I didn't react for a while, Bai Yang added on the phone.
Now that she mentioned it, I remembered, and replied somewhat awkwardly:
"Okay, pour him a cup of tea and tell him to wait a moment. I'll get ready and be right there."
I first woke up Luo Tianhe and Li Huai, and then quickly washed up.
On the way to the funeral home, Luo Tianhe and Li Huai looked sleepy.
"Chen Yan, what's the matter? It's not even dawn yet!"
Luo Tianhe asked.
"Hey, when we took a taxi back from the orphanage, didn't the driver say he had something to do at home?"
"Oh, it's him. He's come to the funeral home?"
"That's right, the situation is probably quite serious."
Soon we arrived at the funeral home and found the driver pacing anxiously at the entrance.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw us.
After observing him closely, I realized that although the driver had a bit of dark aura on his face, it wouldn't have much of an impact on his life.
Why do you look like an ant on a hot pan?
As soon as I got out of the car, before the driver could even speak, I launched into a tirade:
"Master, judging from your appearance, you seem to be alright, right? Why are you in such a hurry?"
The driver seemed to trust me more after I said that.
"Let's go inside, it's cold outside."
I waved my hand and led the driver into the house.
Holding the steaming hot tea, I blew on it, took a small sip, and then looked at the driver, saying seriously:
"Master, what is it? Tell me."
"That's right, Master, you guessed correctly. I'm fine, but I came here because my nephew is in trouble!"
The driver spoke extremely fast, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.
"Oh, no wonder I didn't see any signs of you being haunted by a ghost."
I suddenly realized, so that's how it is.
The driver gave a wry smile.
"It would be better if I were the one clinging to him. I'm old enough to die easily, but he's still young..."
The man was only in his fifties, far less exaggerated than he described.
It seems he truly loves his nephew.
“Master, stop talking about such discouraging things. Your nephew is lucky to have an uncle like you who cares about him. Tell me, what exactly happened?”
I offered a casual reassurance, and then pressed for an answer.
"Well, my nephew works at the Yushui Hotel. Haven't you heard of the Yushui Hotel?"
“Yushui Grand Hotel,” I murmured, then, trying to recall the vague memories in my mind, I tentatively asked:
"I think I vaguely remember it. Isn't it one of the best hotels in our city? I heard it's very big, more than 20 stories high."
"That's right, that's the one. Have you heard the rumors about them?"
Seeing that I said that, the driver continued to ask questions.
I shook my head.
Yushui Hotel is a five-star hotel with very high prices, and most people wouldn't even bother to find out about it.
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