As mentioned earlier, Li Mao is not only extremely loyal, but also fearless in fights, which is why even Fatty Ma was afraid of him when he was alive.
Hearing Zhao Youliang tell him to run away, he immediately became angry.
"Quantum, what the hell are you talking about? If I run away now, would I even be human?!"
"I'm not going to say anything more. Just watch and I'll show you how it works!"
"He's just a fat monk, who's afraid of who!"
After saying that, he bent down, picked up a brick from the ground, yelled, and charged towards the fat lama opposite him.
"When Li Mao comes back, you can't beat him!"
As Zhao Youliang spoke, he rushed forward, taking out a talisman he had drawn himself and holding it in his hand.
The tyrannical fat lama was furious that Li Mao dared to provoke him.
With a cold snort, he took out a dark red prayer bead the size of a walnut and threw it at Li Mao, who was charging ahead.
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
"Vajrabhairava, six arms, eternally suppressing!"
Under the blessing of the mantra, a faint phantom of a blood-red Vajra appeared on the rosary.
Each of the six arms held a magical weapon, and they smashed down on Li Mao's head.
Fortunately, Zhao Youliang was prepared and immediately threw out the yellow talisman in his hand.
"The heavens have three wonders: the sun, the moon, and the stars; man has three treasures: spirit, energy, and essence."
“A clever and nimble creature, its head cut off from armor, it sits on the left in the Southern Dipper and on the right in the Seven Stars. Those who oppose me will die, and those who obey me will live.”
"Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, may this decree be issued hastily!"
The flying yellow talisman also materialized, taking the form of a female deity in silver helmet and armor.
The celestial being, wielding a long spear, instantly collided with the Vajra attack unleashed by the Grand Lama.
After a muffled bang, the yellow talisman Zhao Youliang had sent out exploded into a shower of sparks and disappeared.
At the same time, the Vajra that the Grand Lama had conjured also disappeared, leaving only the dark red prayer beads that smashed towards Li Mao's forehead.
Seeing that Li Mao couldn't dodge in time, Zhao Youliang quickly used his body to push him away.
The walnut-sized prayer beads slammed into Zhao Youliang's chest with a thud, causing him to groan and blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, the head lama became even more arrogant: "You wretch who only knows how to rely on your dog's power, you're dead today!"
Just as he finished speaking and was about to smash the vajra at Zhao Youliang, he suddenly heard the barking of dogs echoing in all directions.
Then, nearly a hundred dogs of all sizes appeared on the houses on both sides of the alley, with "Master Yellow" leading the way.
At this moment, the rogue dog glared fiercely at the fat lama.
With its front leg bent and its rear leg pushing off, it seemed ready to pounce at any moment.
The pack of dogs behind Dahuang did the same, baring their teeth and growling fiercely.
The fat lama was clearly terrified of the big yellow dog, and quickly retreated upon seeing this.
He spoke to the "devilish muscle man" behind him, who was a tall, thin lama, as he retreated.
"Great Master Ku Ben, it was this beast who beat me so badly that I was covered in bruises!"
The "Devil Muscle Man" then opened his eyes and looked up at the big yellow dog without any emotion.
"Om Mani Padme Hum, it is nothing but an animal in the three evil realms."
No sooner had the lama, known as the Great Bitter Master, finished speaking than a cacophony of voices rushed in from afar.
The one leading the group was none other than Brother Chen Wei.
Standing beside him was Sister Yingchun, and behind him were densely packed townspeople.
The older people in the crowd were alright, as they were unarmed.
But the young men were all carrying sticks and machetes, clearly indicating that they had no good intentions.
The leader among the young people was a "young blond" named Cao Xiaohu, who was shirtless, revealing his thin ribs and strange tattoos.
"Quantum, Li Mao, why didn't you tell us before you got into a fight?"
"If Sister Yingchun hadn't called us here, wouldn't you two have suffered a great loss?"
"Damn, these outsiders are pretty arrogant, thinking we're nobody here?!"
As they spoke, the townspeople who had come with Chen Wei pushed aside the lamas in front of them and came to the middle of the alley, firmly protecting Zhao Youliang and his companion.
Sister-in-law Yingchun threw the kitchen knife she was carrying on the ground and reached out to help Zhao Youliang, whose mouth was bleeding.
"Quantum, are you alright? Tell me who hit you!"
"I'll castrate him right now!!"
Looking at Yingchun's worried face and the neighbors who came to help, Zhao Youliang was deeply moved.
She nodded slightly to everyone before speaking, "Don't worry, sister, I'm fine."
While they were talking, Huang Mao Cao Xiaohu was already cursing at the lamas on the other side.
"Come on, didn't you want to fight?"
"What the hell are you waiting for? Let's get started!"
After collecting the items, he picked up his machete and, with the young men behind him, slowly walked toward the dozen or so lamas opposite him.
As he walked, he tapped the ground with the machete he was dragging behind him, making a loud thud.
At the same time, the pack of dogs led by the big yellow dog was also slowly closing in.
Upon seeing this, the lamas immediately tensed up, with the younger ones standing in a row to shield the fat lama and the "devilish muscle man" behind them.
The book subtly suggests that although lamas possess spiritual power, they would not dare to kill ordinary people in broad daylight.
Not to mention that there are so many ordinary people among them.
If you really dare to do that, you'll be committing a major taboo!
Putting aside the military and police, we'll have to have a serious talk with that mysterious special agency of the state tomorrow.
Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, no evil cult has ever reappeared after being "interviewed" by this department... without exception.
The thought of the terrifying nature of that special institution in China was enough to make even the highly accomplished "Great Master of Bitterness" tremble with fear.
As far as he knew, the current director of the Confucius Institute in Beijing, the great Confucian scholar Wang Shushan, was working in a special department.
Besides Wang Shushan, his teacher, Xun Yi, the previous director of the Confucius Institute, is also still alive.
This man is hailed as the most sage-like scholar in the last century!
The concept of a sage doesn't need much explanation; all practitioners understand it.
Even if Master Xunyi only approached the level of a sage, he was still beyond the reach of other practitioners...
Just when the lamas were in a dilemma and at a loss, Guo Zhengde arrived in time with people from the five major local families.
As soon as he arrived, he pointed at the crowd on Zhao Youliang's side and started shouting.
"What are you doing? You know that illegal assembly and fighting are punishable by imprisonment?"
"Quickly put down what you're holding and apologize to the masters!"
As a representative of the new era's spirited young man, Huang Mao Cao Xiaohu was clearly dissatisfied.
He squinted, stood on tiptoe, and spat out his cigarette butt onto the ground with a "pui" sound.
"Mayor Guo, what you're saying is wrong! Which eye of yours saw us hitting anyone?!"
"We didn't hit anyone, but Quantum was beaten by the monks!"
"If you're going to arrest people, shouldn't you arrest them first?!"
"Arrest them?" Guo Zhengde laughed angrily. "Don't you know the master is here to help us?"
"If it weren't for the ritual performed by the master yesterday, wouldn't people still be dying?!"
"Arrest them, and you're going to deal with the filth?!"
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