Just when everyone was incredibly surprised, the prisoner continued to make outrageous statements.
"Let alone the three vengeful ghosts that have produced strange phenomena, I even suspect that any unclean thing more powerful than them wouldn't dare to face the enraged Big Yellow!"
Upon hearing the prisoner's words, all the immortals instinctively turned their gazes toward Zhao Youliang.
Because none of them understood the big yellow dog, they hoped Zhao Youliang could give a "perfect explanation".
Zhao Youliang smiled wryly: "My dear old immortals, don't look at me, it won't do you any good."
"I don't know much about big yellow dogs either."
"This old scoundrel does nothing but eat and sleep all day, and he also goes out on the street to bully female dogs and collect protection money from the vendors."
"He doesn't do anything serious at all... at least I've never seen him practice any cultivation."
Seeing that they couldn't get any information out of them, the immortals had no choice but to give up.
However, from then on, apart from Huang Yu and the prisoner, all the other immortals were terrified of Da Huang.
They even changed how they addressed him, now calling him "Master Huang" along with his two lackeys.
Even Chang Jie, who was half-dead, was like this.
The difference is that when Xie Tangxian and the seven silly roe deer brothers called out to Master Huang, the big yellow dog would ignore them.
He even beat up these guys when he was in a bad mood.
When Chang Jie called out "Master Huang," the big yellow dog was so frightened that it quickly hid and immediately bowed and scraped to Chang Jie.
That's exactly like the Japanese translators' dog.
Zhao Youliang chatted with the immortals for a while, and when midnight came, he hurriedly went to offer incense to the two statues, only to find that he had forgotten his golden lighter on the offering table.
"Damn, thank goodness no thief broke in, and no one stole it."
As Zhao Youliang spoke, he tried to put the lighter into his pocket.
Just then, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and, after a moment's hesitation, put the lighter back.
Not only that, but he also placed the small wooden knife next to the lighter.
After Zhao Youliang left to help Sister Yingchun pack up her stall, the two puppets emitted bursts of sobbing sounds, as if they were crying.
Upon seeing Zhao Youliang return, Sister Yingchun hurriedly went to greet him.
"Quantum, how are Mrs. Li and her family? Are they alright?"
Zhao Youliang nodded gently: "Don't worry, sister, everything's fine!"
"Young Master Huang is back; he has a solution. We don't need to ask that fat monk for help!"
"That's good, that's good!" The kind-hearted widow finally felt relieved upon hearing this and subconsciously patted her chest lightly.
This scene stirred Zhao Youliang's blood, and he quickly turned his face away, pretending to be busy with something else.
Noticing Zhao Youliang's unusual behavior, Sister Yingchun felt shy but secretly amused.
She also swayed her hips and waved her way, greeting the guests who were still drinking.
Having just experienced the misfortune that befell Li Sao's entire family, the diners at the barbecue stall gathered around a table and whispered among themselves.
This is only possible because it's a small town where strange events frequently occur. In other places, people would have already run home to hide, let alone dare to drink and discuss it...
Upon seeing Zhao Youliang return, everyone immediately asked the same question as Yingchun's sister-in-law, and Zhao Youliang's answer was similar.
He simply didn't mention Huang Yu's name, only saying that his "Master of the Hall" was a direct descendant of the Huang family.
In the northern lands, people generally have a high level of recognition for the five major shamanic practitioners, and they feel reassured upon hearing this.
He then invited Zhao Youliang to drink and chat, saying that if his family ever encountered misfortune or trouble in the future, he would ask Zhao for his help.
Seeing that everyone was enjoying themselves, Yingchun's sister-in-law, feeling embarrassed to urge them, could only go home to rest first.
She had promised her neighbor that she would help take the child to school in the morning.
If I get back too late, I won't be able to sleep at all.
Fortunately, Sister-in-law Yingchun went home early, and Zhao Youliang stayed with the guests until 3 a.m. before the meal ended.
When he returned to the paper-making shop in a daze, Huang Yu had already finished summoning the soul of Li Sao's child.
The whole process went very smoothly, and no accidents occurred.
While apologizing, Zhao Youliang, still feeling dizzy, noticed that Li Sao's family all had yellow talismans pasted on their faces, and not just one.
Even babies are like this.
The three of them lay stiffly on the door panel: the adults on either side and the child in the middle.
"Young Master Huang, didn't you finish the soul-summoning ceremony? What are they doing now?"
When will he wake up?
Looking at the lovable Zhao Youliang, Huang Yu smiled and said, "This family has been possessed for too long, and their energy and spirit are severely depleted. It will take at least a day and a night for them to fully recover."
"Lying down on the door to rest is a simple method, using the power of the 'door' to help them repair their 'ownerless dwelling'."
"Don't underestimate the power of words; there's a wealth of knowledge behind them."
"Take Taoist talismans and Buddhist scriptures for example. They are essentially concrete manifestations of 'words' and 'forms'. You'll understand later."
As mentioned earlier, Zhao Youliang, while not exceptionally intelligent, was certainly not stupid.
Upon hearing this, Shao Yi thought for a moment and guessed the gist: "Brother Huang, the door is for protecting yourself and keeping out bad people and evil people."
"If you make them lie on the door panel, it's like adding a door to a 'no-owner's dwelling,' isn't it?"
Huang Yu smiled broadly upon hearing this: "That's about right."
"And the talismans pasted on their body orifices are all to prevent evil spirits from possessing them."
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" Zhao Youliang nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.
"You have to put on patches wherever there are holes in your body, right?!"
Zhao Youliang wanted to ask if the anus had been covered, but he was too embarrassed to say such a suggestive question.
He was too embarrassed to say it, but all the immortals understood.
Among them, the grasshopper spirit and other evil immortals laughed the most lewdly: "Quantum, of course we have to stick it on that spot you mentioned."
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