Seeing Huang Yu's retreating figure, Zhao Youliang immediately picked up Xiao Jiaozi and followed closely behind with Chang Jie on his head.
"Brother Xiaoyu, wait for me! I'll go with you!"
Seeing this, the other immortals, already filled with grief and indignation, could no longer bear it and all got up to go and demand an explanation.
He looked exactly like an honest worker going to the evil capitalist to demand half a year's wages.
At the crucial moment, the grasshopper spirit suddenly spoke up: "Stop making a fuss, and don't move!"
"They're ghost immortals, no matter how many of us go, it won't make a difference!"
"They've all gone, they've all been wiped out, so our gang is finished! There's no hope left..."
"In that case, old immortal, I must atone for my sins by performing meritorious service... I will go myself."
After speaking, he suddenly attached himself to Zhao Youliang, giving off a feeling reminiscent of the mournful sound of the wind blowing across the Yi River.
The paper-making shop was not far from the temple construction site, or rather, the town itself was not very big.
A short while later, Zhao Youliang and his party arrived.
But they didn't see the ghost baby, nor did they see anything dirty.
The worker, Cheng Dachuan, sat alone in the temple, eating and drinking the barbecue he had bought earlier that night.
Zhao Youliang was taken aback at first, then stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, you haven't encountered anything strange here by yourself, have you?"
Cheng Dachuan, whose face was ashen, was also taken aback when he heard this: "What kind of strange thing could happen? This is a temple."
"Even the most sinister thing wouldn't dare to cause trouble here, right?"
"Is that so?" Zhao Youliang was skeptical, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned and left with the spirits in his shrine.
After walking more than a hundred meters, Huang Yu frowned and spoke softly.
"Quantum, don't you think that person just now was rather strange?"
"There's something on him... I can't sense exactly what it is, but there definitely is. And his cultivation level isn't low!"
"Yes, I know!" Zhao Youliang nodded deeply upon hearing this.
"But if he won't talk, we can't just use torture to force a confession, can we?"
"I'll go to Brother Chen Wei's office tomorrow to check the surveillance footage; he's installed cameras all over here!"
......
After returning to the hall, Zhao Youliang and the others questioned the wolf spirit again in detail, and then realized that it was not a ghost infant after all.
Not only are their appearances very different, but most importantly, the other person is not riding a male doll.
Once it was confirmed that it wasn't a ghost or spirit, the atmosphere in the temple immediately relaxed.
After several reinforcements, the gang is now a formidable force.
They're not afraid of ordinary filth... Even without the Mad Prisoner, the Grasshopper Spirit can handle many problems on its own.
So the dinner party officially began, and everyone drank heartily, even Huang Yu, who never drinks alcohol.
No one knows exactly how much he drank, but Zhao Youliang drank until he collapsed on the table and fell asleep.
In her dazed state, she vaguely sensed something and realized that Xiong Ba had carried her to the bed.
When dawn broke the next day, a series of severe headaches woke Zhao Youliang from his sleep. He quickly got dressed, offered incense, and opened the shop for business.
"Oh dear, you can't mix baijiu and beer anymore, it's too much of a chore!"
Zhao Youliang picked up a glass of water and gulped it down while muttering to himself, then swayed as he walked over to the doghouse.
"Brother Dog, are you home? Good morning, Brother Dog, wishing you good fortune."
After calling out several times without getting a response, Zhao Youliang knew that the big yellow dog had gone out to the street to cause trouble... and gone to buy breakfast for him.
So after quickly washing his face, he went back to the backyard to offer incense to the ancestral tablets in the shrine.
When Chang Jie saw Zhao Youliang arrive, he listlessly floated up and landed on Zhao Youliang's big head with a "plop".
While puffing on his cigarette, he said, "Quantum, Brother Huang and Xiaojiaozi went back to the mountains last night."
"They said they had something to do and might not be back for a while."
"What?!" Before Zhao Youliang could ask any further questions, Chang Jie had already pulled out two items from somewhere.
One is the short sword "Morning Enlightenment" in Huang Yu's hand, and the other is the rattle drum in Xiao Jiaozi's hand.
"Quantum, this is what Brother Huang and Xiaojiaozi left for you, so you can use it."
"The rattle drum is also a treasure. It was made by Uncle Hui himself when Little Dumpling was born. It's really something."
Looking at the two treasures in his hands, Zhao Youliang remained silent for a long time.
He only came to his senses when the big yellow dog brought him the breakfast it had begged him to eat.
"Egg Boy, do you know what Brother Huang and Little Dumpling did when they went back? Did they tell you?"
Chang Jie shook his head weakly: "They didn't say, and I didn't ask."
"As the saying goes, 'The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.' If someone doesn't say it, it's because they don't want to. It's impolite to pry."
Chang Jie has already brought up Mr. Zhao, so what else can Zhao Youliang say?
So, he could only listlessly pick up the breakfast that the big yellow dog had brought back and take a bite.
Without even looking at what it was... "Oh my god, it's burning me!"
"Brother Dog, you're so mean! Why didn't you tell me you brought back roasted sweet potatoes!"
"Just baked, right?!"
Because the burns were so severe, so severe that his mouth was covered in large blisters, Zhao Youliang complained and vomited blood—blood flowing out from the broken blisters.
The big yellow dog was also taken aback when it saw Zhao Youliang in such a miserable state.
The main reason is that I never expected the person I raised to be so stupid, so stupid that they would bite without even knowing whether it was hot or cold.
After a moment of stunned silence, the big yellow dog, unusually, didn't beat Zhao Youliang up because of his complaints. Instead, it wagged its big butt and walked away with a look of disdain.
His eyes were full of the expression, "How did this idiot live to be so old?"
Just as Zhao Youliang was in pain and kept drinking cold water, Li Mao suddenly walked in.
Seeing Zhao Youliang's mouth full of blisters, he was stunned: "Liang, quantum, don't tell me you've been practicing kung fu again?"
"The one where words become law, just like last time?!"
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Youliang's reply, he looked around furtively.
"Quantum, you didn't deliberately try to fool me with fake incense last time, did you? Do you really have some kind of incense here that you secretly obtained for practicing martial arts?"
Seeing Li Mao's actions, Zhao Youliang was both annoyed and amused.
He shoved the half-eaten roasted sweet potato into the other person's hand and said irritably.
"We don't need incense for practicing martial arts anymore, we'll use this."
"You can start practicing now, and I won't mind if you keep practicing!"
Even if Li Mao is a bit dim-witted, he knows that no one would practice martial arts using roasted sweet potatoes.
Therefore, upon hearing this, he looked disgusted and said, "Quantum, don't give me that nonsense, I don't believe it!"
"If this guy takes one bite, his throat will be burned raw!"
"Wait a minute, don't tell me you got all those blisters from eating roasted sweet potatoes?!"
"Hey Mom, nobody's going to take it from you, why are you in such a hurry? Are you stupid?!"
After being scorned by both a man and a dog, Zhao Youliang felt utterly disheartened.
He simply stopped talking, picked up a large basin of cold water, and slowly rinsed his mouth...
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