Zhao Youliang knew that someone like Chang Huaiyuan wouldn't speak without reason, so he quickly turned around to listen to the teachings.
But at that moment, he suddenly felt a huge suction force on him.
Then, he was suddenly lifted into the air, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
When they looked around again, they were surprised to find themselves back at the paper-making shop.
What came into view was Li Mao's annoying big face.
"What the heck? How did I suddenly get back?"
"Don't tell me that it was all a 'dream' again."
The old steward, the grasshopper spirit, replied to Zhao Youliang: "Quantum, are you out of your mind? What kind of dream is this?"
"Didn't we just agree that we'd summon your spirit back when we got back?"
"You're absolutely right, your physical bodies really are in the shop."
"But how exactly did we die...? How could we die so inexplicably, without even a scream..."
After listening to the grasshopper spirit's words, Zhao Youliang finally understood what had happened.
However, he immediately exclaimed, "Oh no! Xiao Liao, you pulled me back at the wrong time! Grandpa Chang still has something to tell me!"
"No, I have to find a way back right away!"
Liao Zhiyuan clearly understood Chang Huaiyuan's character better than Zhao Youliang, and immediately became anxious upon hearing this.
"Brother Quantum, it's too late to go back now... Quick, contact Brother Chang Jie right away, he's still over there!"
"Please ask Brother Changjie to pass on the message and explain the situation clearly, so that the Dragon Lord won't blame us juniors for not knowing manners!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang immediately did as instructed.
Unfortunately, before he could even finish reciting the incantation, Chang Jie's distinctive listless voice echoed outside the door.
"Don't bother with your nonsense, I'm back."
"Huh?! Egg Boy, how come you're back so fast? How did you get back?"
"Dragon Lord, you weren't angry about what happened just now, were you? Didn't you explain things for me?"
Faced with the extremely anxious Zhao Youliang, Chang Jie remained listless and slow.
"Of course, my uncle brought me back. If I had to fly by myself, I would have had to wait until New Year's Eve dinner."
"My uncle dropped me off at our doorstep and then went back to Wanlong Mountain by himself."
As Chang Jie spoke, he "poofed" and "slammed" the object onto Zhao Youliang's big head.
"Don't worry, Quantum. My uncle is a good person. He knows you were taken away by a spirit summoning, so he's not angry."
"However, he can't tell you what he originally wanted to tell you. My uncle said that since an accident happened, it means that the time was not yet right."
"So based on my analysis, you're going to have bad luck for a while, and I'll have to take advantage of this to get slapped a few times."
"Getting slapped really hurts, I always manage to hold it in and not cry..."
Seeing Chang Jie looking aggrieved, Zhao Youliang quickly comforted him with words of endearment.
She also said that she would definitely cultivate herself well and try her best not to let Egg Boy "benefit from her" in the future.
While comforting Egg Boy, Zhao Youliang recounted what had just happened.
The grasshopper spirit and the others were all very surprised after hearing this: "So...so the Netherworld Road outside the town is to connect with Wang Youcai...Master Wang, no wonder, no wonder."
"Thinking about it, it makes sense. Only someone with his level of cultivation would be worthy of such a high standard as the Netherworld Road."
At this point, the grasshopper spirit suddenly stopped, because he remembered something else important.
Because this matter concerned everyone's life and death, the grasshopper spirit was so excited that it stuttered.
“Quantum, didn’t you see that everyone in our town is dead? They’ve all been used as ‘foundation stones’ for the road to the underworld?”
"Now take a look, aren't these guys going to die?!"
"The Netherworld Path has disappeared, so logically everyone should be spared from dying!"
"That's right!" The grasshopper spirit's words reminded Zhao Youliang, and he subconsciously looked towards the door.
But after just one glance, he helplessly looked away.
"Old Immortal, this is not something I can see whenever I want; it requires an opportunity."
"But...but don't you find it strange? It's getting cold, but our town is still so lifeless. Even the roosters haven't crowed!"
In fact, Liao Zhiyuan had already discovered what Zhao Youliang was talking about.
I was just in a hurry to summon his soul, so I didn't think about the reason carefully.
Now that he heard this, Liao Zhiyuan quickly used his magic to open his third eye to investigate.
You won't believe it until you see it:
The entire town was shrouded in black mist, which was clearly an extremely dense aura of death!
Such deathly aura only appears when there are a large number of human deaths!
Or rather, it can only be seen in sudden major natural disasters or on the battlefield!
"how so?!"
"Could it be...could it be that everyone in the town is dead? Not a single person survived?!"
"No, the dogs are all fine. They escaped because they went with Big Yellow to help Zhao Youliang!"
As mentioned earlier, all of the big yellow dog's offspring are also psychic, differing only in their "intelligence."
Upon hearing Liao Zhiyuan say that its master had died, it immediately let out a mournful howl.
After getting permission from the big yellow dog, they immediately scattered and ran towards their homes.
Dogs have always protected their owners.
Before long, the mournful barking of dogs echoed throughout the town; it seemed the townspeople were truly...
At this thought, Zhao Youliang ran in terror toward Yingchun's house, crying out, "Sister, you can't get hurt!"
After Zhao Youliang, who valued women over friends, ran away, Li Mao screamed and fainted to the ground: "Wife, son!!"
Why did you all leave me behind?!
In this urgent situation, Liao Zhiyuan had no time to treat the grief-stricken Li Mao. After handing him over to the grasshopper spirit, he immediately ran towards the town.
He wanted to check on the situation from house to house, at least the Qi Zhigang and Chen Wei families.
Meanwhile, all the immortals went their separate ways: some helped inspect the town, while others went to search for Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan.
In short, the weight of death pressed down on everyone's hearts, making it hard for them to breathe.
Only Chang Jie, who came from a family with a strong academic background, or perhaps had to some extent become indifferent to life and death, remained the same as before, listlessly smoking cheap cigarettes.
After smoking for a while, he pulled out a tattered Bible from somewhere and began to read aloud.
“God, please accept the souls of our deceased loved ones and let them enter heaven. Please comfort us and let us feel your mercy and love. Please give us comfort and peace in this difficult time. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.”
"Ariellujah, ariellujah."
Chang Jie sang the last line, and it was in the same tone as the church prayers on TV.
Perhaps he didn't control his lips well while singing, so the cigarette butt he smoked too short burned Chang Jie's lips, leaving a large, shiny blister.
So the final chant became: "Oh my god... Hallelujah..."
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