Huang Yu sighed and continued speaking.
"Moreover, that expert who dares to get involved in the cause and effect of the place where you stayed must be no ordinary person!"
At this moment, the expert Huang Yu mentioned, also known as the Ink Emperor, was desperately trying to avoid the purple lightning falling from the sky.
"Oh Mom, stop chopping! I know I was wrong, I'll change next time, okay?"
"Ouch, it's still splitting! It's burned off my eyebrows..."
Mo Huang was so focused on dodging the lightning that he didn't notice that he had been driven back to Wanlong Mountain without even realizing it.
What he didn't notice was that the young general had already sidled up to him in a cheeky manner and punched the big-nosed man.
"I'll hit!"
"Ouch, it hurts so much!"
Just as Mo Huang was about to retaliate while blood was streaming from his nose, he was stopped by a faint voice.
"Alright, stop fooling around. I have invited everyone here today for an important matter."
The thunder stopped immediately as soon as those words were spoken.
Mo Huang awkwardly released his fist and respectfully bowed to the newcomer: "Sir."
The gentleman remained as kind and approachable as ever, and the Northern Dragon King beside him was still dressed in pristine white robes.
Of course, the little monk is still incredibly cute.
"Senior Mo Huang, have you heard about the recent events in the South China Sea?"
"The South China Sea?" Emperor Mo was taken aback upon hearing this, then his face filled with anger.
"Sir, are you referring to those guys from Luzon (the ancient Chinese name for the Philippines)?!"
The man nodded deeply: "Yes, that's them."
"Although I no longer interfere in human affairs, I can still conquer alien gods."
"Senior Mo Huang, would you like to come along for a walk with me?"
Emperor Mo's real name was Mo Chu. Historically, he had helped Xiang Yu conquer the Xiongnu, so he was naturally a person with the world in his heart.
Upon hearing this, he no longer cared about joking with the young general, immediately wiped away the blood from his nose, and answered loudly.
"Sweeping away all the villains has always been my lifelong ambition, so of course I'm willing!"
"Please do as you command, sir!"
"Alright!" The man smiled, then took a step forward, and together with the little monk and the Ink Emperor, disappeared from everyone's sight.
Chang Jie's father, also known as Eighth Master Chang, immediately burst into tears.
"Sir, you just arrived, why are you leaving already? You're not even going to ride your little scooter for a stroll."
The story needs a special explanation at this point:
The relationship between Master Chang and Mr. was very special. Master Chang was both Mr.'s mount and the "nanny" who took care of Mr. as he grew up.
And like the little monk, he was the teacher's favorite.
That's why I said the gentleman wouldn't ride him anymore; it's not because he has any special fetish...
Just as unhappy as the big snake was the silly young general.
"Damn it, why didn't the boss take us with him? We're so bored we're practically rolling on the floor!"
"This guy is being watched over by Eighth Master, and he's completely useless!"
After complaining, the young general turned his gaze to the Blood Dragon of the Northern Kingdom.
"Brother Chang, do you know why our boss wants to kill the gods from other countries?"
"What's wrong? You don't like them?"
The Northern Blood Dragon looked in the direction where the gentleman had disappeared, and answered very seriously, his eyes full of admiration.
"The grand plan, sir, is to kill until there are no gods in the world, and to make our Chinese nation the sole ruler!"
"Your ambition is unparalleled throughout history!"
......
Time flies and night falls in the blink of an eye.
Perhaps because neither the two puppets nor the vengeful ghosts returned to the town, the oppressive atmosphere in the town was much less intense.
Furthermore, the deathly aura on everyone's faces dissipated considerably, except for those from the five major surnames.
The residents were unusually cheerful, as a result, the barbecue restaurant did exceptionally well.
Qi Zhigang, who came to help, listened to Zhao Youliang recount what happened at the mass grave during the day while he was busy with his work.
Of course, Zhao Youliang did not reveal the true purpose of the Wu warlord, after all, now was not the time.
Even so, Qi Zhigang was still full of surprise after hearing it.
"Quantum, the corpse you mentioned is the same dead person I told you about who was seeing a doctor, the one with the morgue's morgue tag on his foot!"
"How did he end up here?!"
"Huh?!" Zhao Youliang was also taken aback by this and was stunned upon hearing it.
"Is there something we haven't discovered yet?!"
"Oh, by the way, Brother Gang, have any other strange things happened at your hospital these past few days?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Zhigang pondered carefully before replying, "There's nothing strange about it, but as soon as I entered the hospital, the amulet you gave me became hot."
Zhao Youliang: "......"
"Brother Gang, this is strange."
"If the amulet is burning hot, it means there's a ghost in your hospital!"
"Oh? What should we do then?" Qi Zhigang was a kind person, and upon hearing this, he immediately began to worry about his colleague.
"Quantum, why don't you draw me more talismans? I'll put them all over the hospital..."
Qi Zhigang himself smiled wryly at this point: "The hospital is plastered with Taoist talismans. Even if the hospital director allows it, it will definitely be trending on social media tomorrow."
"Quantum, is there really no other way?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang slowly shook his head: "Brother Gang, even talismans won't work. I can't possibly go to your hospital to perform a ritual, can I?"
Just as Zhao Youliang and Qi Zhigang were exchanging wry smiles, Chang Jie, who was perched on top of Zhao Youliang's head, suddenly spoke.
Of course, only Zhao Youliang could hear Chang Jie's voice: "Quantum, do you want to see ghosts fight ghosts?"
"Ghost fighting ghost? What ghost fighting ghost?" Zhao Youliang asked instinctively upon hearing this.
Chang Jie was clearly not a talkative boy. He simply pointed his chubby little head out of the town and then immediately plopped down on the eggshell.
"The ghost that used to fight us is now fighting with other ghosts outside."
"If you want to watch the show, just carry me with you, and I can make you invisible."
Zhao Youliang wasn't stupid; he immediately realized that Chang Jie was referring to the male puppets.
If something can fight with a doll, it must be incredibly fierce.
Driven by curiosity, Zhao Youliang made an excuse to leave the barbecue stall.
He put Chang Jie on his head and rode the old-fashioned bicycle towards the outside of town.
Zhao Youliang trusted this strange descendant of the Chang family quite a bit.
Chang Jie said that if he could become invisible, then he definitely could, and he wouldn't be in danger.
Zhao Youliang was riding too fast, which drew nagging from Chang Jie.
"Quantum, slow down, you're wasting cigarettes like this."
"I didn't even get two puffs before the wind blew it all away."
"I knew I shouldn't have come with you..."
A short while later, Zhao Youliang had already arrived near the mass grave.
Although he was exhausted from pedaling, he didn't dare to breathe too loudly.
Because not far away, they indeed saw two puppets with ghost soldiers and ghost servants fighting a fierce ghost dressed in ancient official robes.
Moreover, judging from the scene, the puppets were no match for the other side at all!
"Holy crap, who is this guy?!"
"At this rate, the puppet and his ghost soldiers and slaves will be completely wiped out!!"
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