Seeing the tearful expression on Officer Zhao's face, Zhao Youliang didn't know how to comfort him, let alone how to help him break free from his predicament.
After thinking it over, I figured I had no choice but to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
He gave away more than ten of his own hand-drawn amulets, talismans to ward off evil spirits, and talismans to protect against ghosts, and also gave away a stack of paper knives and swords that he had made before.
"Oh, by the way, Brother Zhao, you'd better hurry up and go to the City God Temple to pray."
"If the City Goddess is willing to help you, no evil spirits can work!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhao quickly nodded in agreement, stuffed all the things Zhao Youliang had given him into his pocket, and headed straight for the City God Temple.
As usual, Zhao Youliang brought a steamed bun to the coffin shop to seek out Old Liu for spiritual cultivation.
"Uncle Liu, how come you always look so energetic?"
"There's nothing wrong, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
After hearing Zhao Youliang's words, Old Liu gave a bitter smile.
"Quantum, would you believe me if I told you I don't need to sleep?"
"Actually, Uncle is no longer considered alive... but he's not dead either."
As he spoke, Old Liu unbuttoned his shirt under Zhao Youliang's astonished gaze, then suddenly pulled open his stomach.
Shockingly, there was no flesh or internal organs inside, only paper offerings.
This illogical scene completely stunned Zhao Youliang.
"Uncle Liu, you, you..."
Old Liu smiled bitterly: "My uncle was killed by the 'Eight Generals' more than 20 years ago."
"Because of his resentment and desire for revenge, he could only use the secret techniques of our paper-making lineage to create this body."
"Our secret technique was originally only meant to last for three years. Once those three years were up, the underworld officials would come to collect your soul and send you to the eighteenth level of hell, where you would never be able to escape."
"Fortunately, I met Mr. Daji by chance."
Driven by curiosity, Zhao Youliang asked, "Did the young general and the doctor heal your body?"
Old Liu gave a wry smile: "No, not at all."
"Besides, my true form has been eaten by evil things, how can I restore it?"
"It was when the ghost messengers came to arrest me that Da Ji kicked me a few times and slapped me across the face a few times."
"After that, no ghost messengers dared to come again."
Zhao Youliang: "......"
Fortunately, he already knew about the young general's extraordinary abilities, so he wasn't surprised for too long.
As he began his practice for the day, he recounted the events of the previous night to Old Liu.
After listening, Old Liu sighed softly: "Even 'war' has come out. What sins did the ancestors of these people commit!"
“Quantum, Uncle still says the same thing: they have their own karma, and the evil they have done must be punished.”
"If you get involved and encounter something dirty that you can't handle, run to school."
"As long as the one inside makes a move, no evil thing can do anything to you!"
This was the second time Old Liu had reminded Zhao Youliang to run to school if he encountered danger.
The first time was when I heard that the backward walkers were coming to cause trouble.
Zhao Youliang wasn't stupid. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively asked, "Uncle Liu, did you ask me to go to the school because of that new teacher?"
Old Liu laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Alright, you're not stupid, kid."
"However, this is a last resort, and it may not be effective."
“My old friend was only acting on the master’s orders to protect the children; you are not among the children.”
Time flew by and night fell in the blink of an eye. In addition to Zhao Youliang and Li Mao, the young corpse-driver Zhao Hongwei also came to help at the barbecue stall today.
Zhao Youliang asked curiously, "Hongwei, aren't you going back to get reinforcements? Aren't you going to keep asking people to come and take revenge on the golden-armored corpse?"
The young corpse driver almost cried from Zhao Youliang's question, and it took him a while to calm down before he finally answered.
"Quantum, our lineage only has so many people left, and we've been wiped out in both of these attacks. Where are we going to find reinforcements?"
"I'm all alone now!!"
Zhao Youliang: "......"
"Hongwei, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it. I really didn't know you were in such a terrible situation."
"It's alright!" Zhao Hongwei was quite strong, quickly wiping away his tears.
"Quantum, we can only count on you to avenge Lao Si and the others!"
"I'll do anything you ask as long as it avenges my sect!"
Zhao Youliang: "......"
"Hey Hongwei, if I told you I'm barely able to take care of myself right now, would you believe me?"
After Zhao Youliang finished telling him about his duel with the Tantric lama, Zhao Hongwei remained silent for a long time.
“Quantum, I do have a way to boost your ‘combat power’ in a short time.”
"While I might not be able to defeat a Tantric ascetic, I should be able to protect myself!"
Zhao Youliang was overjoyed upon hearing this: "What's the solution, Hongwei? Just tell me!"
"Corpse refining!" Zhao Hongwei's face was serious.
"It's not about turning yourself into a zombie, it's about creating a powerful zombie to help you!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang's newly ignited flame of hope was instantly extinguished.
“Hongwei, even if you’re willing to teach me the secret art of corpse driving, we still need powerful zombies to refine, right?”
"Where can we find powerful zombies?!"
The young corpse driver already had the answer to Zhao Youliang's question.
"That backwards person!"
"As long as you refine him into your battle corpse, you will definitely be able to deal with the Tantric lamas!"
Zhao Hongwei's words were practically meaningless.
If Zhao Youliang had the ability to catch the perpetrators, what would he be afraid of, the Grand Lama?
Why not just confront them and start fighting?
Seeing Zhao Youliang leave in disappointment, the young corpse driver did not offer any further explanation.
He simply made an excuse that he wasn't feeling well and went back to the hotel to rest before leaving.
In fact, Zhao Hongwei did not return to the hotel, but instead took his "tools" and headed straight out of the town.
......
Someone died last night, so there aren't many people coming for barbecue today.
With some free time, Zhao Youliang, Sister-in-law Yingchun, and Li Mao gathered together to chat.
Sister-in-law Yingchun was the first to speak: "Quantum, I'd like to build a rain shelter outside."
"That way, even if it's cloudy and rainy, it won't affect our business."
"I've inquired and found out that we can't build rain shelters on our own; we need to get approval from the urban management department."
"Why don't you go ask tomorrow?"
Zhao Youliang nodded slightly. He knew the relationship between Director Zhou of the Urban Management Bureau and Brother Chen Wei, so he was sure they wouldn't make things difficult for him.
Moreover, when Guo Zhengde wanted to deal with himself, Director Zhou had come over beforehand to remind him.
"Okay, I'll go tomorrow."
"But it wouldn't be good to go empty-handed, so I'll buy some fruit."
"Giving other things, or things that are too valuable, would cause trouble for Brother Zhou."
Just then, Director Zhou of the Urban Management Bureau walked over with several of his colleagues.
He must have heard Zhao Youliang's words, which is why he spoke up with a smile from afar.
"Quantum, what's up? You're just causing me trouble."
"Go ahead and say it. As long as it's something I can help with, I can't refuse it for Old Chen's sake."
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