Although Zhao Youliang caught him in his despicable act, Li Mao was not ashamed.
As Confucius said, "Food and sex are human nature."
We're all men, so we can understand each other.
While secretly stuffing the book under his buttocks, Li Mao spoke with a chuckle.
"Oh my god, you two are back so soon? I'm still waiting for the City God to summon me so I can kowtow to her."
"It seems there's no chance this time; we'll have to wait until next time."
As he spoke, Li Mao started the car and looked toward the town.
While holding Chang Jie, who was always in the back seat, in his arms, Zhao Youliang asked Liao Zhiyuan.
"Xiao Liao, are you sure you don't need me to go with you?"
Liao Zhiyuan shook his head firmly: "Brother Quantum, just like what the City God Granny said, it's reasonable for me to go by myself, it wouldn't be good if there were more people."
"We can't let them find fault with us and say we're overstepping our bounds."
"Besides, given my identity, the other party will most likely not dare to make things difficult for me, so you can rest assured."
"Besides, I still have Brother Crazy Ghost with me!"
When the mad ghost was mentioned, Liao Zhiyuan picked up the token given to him by the City Goddess and examined it carefully.
Upon seeing this, I gained a deeper understanding of the old man's compassion—he truly protected his own!
It wasn't the City God's decree you might imagine, but rather an antique-looking metal plaque.
The back depicts a scene of ten thousand ghosts kneeling in worship, while the front is engraved with two seal characters: Zongbu!
Zhao Youliang was a "latecomer" to the field and lacked a solid foundation in knowledge, so of course he didn't understand what "Zongbu" meant, but Liao Zhiyuan did!
Zongbu is the ancestor of all spirits and deities under heaven!
The most concise and to-the-point account of this is found in the "Huainanzi: Fanlunxun".
"Yi rid the world of all evil, and died to become the ancestor of the state."
Here is a brief introduction to the battle record of the ancient god Yi:
Once, the River God drowned a man, and Yi shot out his left eye;
There was also a wind god who destroyed a person's house, and Yi shot him in the knee.
They also executed Jiuying and Yayu and their ilk.
He had rendered meritorious service to all people, so he was entrusted with the task of ancestral worship after his death.
Yi, from the time of Emperor Yao or Emperor Ku, was a skilled archer who once shot down nine suns.
He made great achievements during his lifetime and was posthumously honored as the God of Zongbu.
The City Goddess received the complete inheritance of the Zongbu God, so it is no exaggeration to say that she is the successor of this ancient "ancestor of ghosts and gods".
Now that she has temporarily lent the "Zongbu Order" to the mad prisoner, how can the deeper meaning behind it not be intriguing?
Moreover, as a ghost cultivator, Mad Ghost Prisoner is even more powerful with the blessing of the "Zongbu Order".
Firstly, this token can be used as a magical artifact, and secondly, it can assist in cultivation, achieving twice the result with half the effort.
After hearing Liao Zhiyuan's explanation, the tactful Zhao Youliang quickly told Li Mao to pull over and park the car.
He quickly got out of the car and kowtowed three times in the direction of the City God Temple, until his forehead bled.
......
After seeing Liao Zhiyuan and the madman off, the paper-making shop seemed much quieter.
As night fell, Zhao Youliang went to the barbecue restaurant to help out, as was his usual practice.
He was being led by a big yellow dog, with Chang Jie perched on his head.
Chang Jie still had a cigarette in his hand, constantly puffing away as he looked around.
"Quantum, do you know what Huang Yu... Huang Yu and Xiao Jiao went out to do?"
"They haven't come back for so long, I miss them."
Chang Jie's problem was also something Zhao Youliang couldn't figure out.
At the time, they simply had the mad prisoner relay a message, saying that they had something to do at home for a few days.
Almost half a month has passed, and there is still no news.
"Yes!" Zhao Youliang said, his face full of doubt. "I'll mutter a few words when we offer incense tonight, just in case something goes wrong."
Just as Zhao Youliang was pondering to himself, he saw Chen Wei walk over alone, his face full of resentment.
After getting to Zhao Youliang's side, he pulled him to sit down, and without saying a word, opened a bottle of beer and drank it himself.
When he was about to open a second bottle, Zhao Youliang quickly stopped him.
"Brother Chen, what are you doing? Let's talk this out. Drinking alone won't do!"
"What's wrong? Did you have a fight with your sister-in-law?"
"No way, everyone knows you two are a model couple, you rarely argue."
Faced with Zhao Youliang's question, Chen Wei gave a wry smile.
"Quantum, it's about the same thing as last time, the one about digging up the coffin."
“Some people in the county are relentless in their pursuit, insisting that the coffin is an antique and that they want to arrest and interrogate you.”
"Damn it, I had a huge argument with the county today, whatever!"
Upon hearing about this matter, Zhao Youliang felt relieved.
Before Liao Zhiyuan left, he had already given him the phone number of the former municipal party secretary, Zhao Aiguo (also known as Zhao Qingtian).
He also gave her his son Zhao Fei's phone number.
Just like the saying "a person with food in their pocket has nothing to fear," Zhao Youliang, confident in his abilities, chuckled coldly.
"Brother Chen, don't worry. Since some people insist on jumping out, let's teach them a lesson!"
After speaking, he subconsciously took out his phone and searched for numbers.
After glancing at the time and thinking for a moment, he dialed Zhao Fei's phone number.
After ringing three times, the call was successfully connected, and a deep male bass voice came from the other end.
"Hello, this is Zhao Fei. Who is this?"
When asked this question, Zhao Youliang didn't know how to answer for a moment. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally spoke.
"Mr. Zhao, my name is Zhao Youliang..."
Before Zhao Youliang could speak, a hearty laugh came from the other side.
"Hahaha, you must be Zhao Youliang! I've heard so much about you, Little Chicken always mentions you to me!"
"In every respect, please don't call me General Manager Zhao, just call me Uncle Zhao."
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