After seeing Zhang Chao off, Zhao Youliang led several elderly people from the town to the backyard of the paper-making shop.
Set the table, serve tea and peanuts, and invite the elder to sit down.
The oldest of them, who was of the same generation as Li Mao's grandfather, then spoke.
"Quantum, we are deeply grateful; you have saved all of our lives."
Zhao Youliang was bewildered upon hearing this: "What do you mean, sir? I don't understand."
The old man smiled, without offering much explanation: "Old people are shrewd, and old ghosts are clever."
“Quantum, even though we don’t know exactly what happened, we can still vaguely sense it.”
“It’s not just us old folks, even our ancestral tablets have appeared and told us in a dream that the whole town owes you a life.”
Hearing the old man say this, Zhao Youliang realized that it was about everyone turning into zombies.
However, being as clever as he was, he didn't expose it, but just smiled and said, "It's only right for neighbors to help each other."
Zhao Youliang was modest, but the village elders wouldn't let things just pass like that.
It was the eldest one who spoke up: "Quantum, we've discussed it, and we'll move your temple to the newly built temple the day after tomorrow."
"Not only that, but we also set up longevity tablets for you in the ancestral hall."
"We are deeply grateful and need no words of thanks. This is all we can do for now."
After the old man finished speaking, he took the lead in getting up and leaving, and the other elderly men naturally followed closely behind.
"Quantum doesn't need to be sent."
"You saved us all, we can't accept your politeness."
"In short, let me say this: from now on, if anyone messes with you, they'll be making an enemy of the thousands of people in our town!"
Watching the departing figures of the elderly men, Zhao Youliang felt a complex mix of emotions.
Those who repay kindness will do so without being told, while those who are ungrateful will be ingrates no matter how good they are to them.
Once the old people had completely gone far away, Li Maocai spoke with a mournful face.
"Quantum, you'd better find a way to save me quickly, otherwise, the day you move to the temple will be the day I die."
"Oh my god, they even die from all sorts of accidents... It's impossible to prevent them!"
Zhao Youliang said helplessly, "Xiao Li, I'm actually anxious too, but there's really nothing we can do."
"The Seven Tragic Stones are such a sinister thing, let alone me, even the underworld would have a headache if it saw them."
"If all else fails... if all else fails, take Xiao Jie home and hide at his house for a while."
"With Xiao Jie's elder's strength, he can definitely protect you from this."
Zhao Youliang's arrangement was a double-edged sword: firstly, it saved Li Mao, and secondly, it indirectly sent Chang Jie home.
That way, he wouldn't die young and wouldn't have to take risks with me.
Li Mao was foolish and couldn't understand the deeper meaning behind Zhao Youliang's words.
"Is that so?"
"Quantum, do you mean the elders of the Chang family won't just watch me die in their house?"
"You think it's bad luck?"
"Then, then I'll take Egg Boy home right now?!"
Li Mao was confused. Our Chang Jie is a top student. Upon hearing this, he immediately shook his chubby little head slowly.
As expected, some of the cigarette ash that fell from the cigarette got into Zhao Youliang's eyes, stinging them and causing him to tear up.
“Brother Li Mao, you can go back to my house if you want. My dad is very hospitable and will definitely treat you well. I won’t go.”
"The Chang family has no habit of abandoning their disciples who go out to fight. No matter how dangerous it is, I will stay with Quantum."
"Also... I'm afraid my mom won't let me smoke when I go home..."
Hearing Chang Jie say that, the red-faced man Li Mao felt embarrassed to hide.
He muttered to himself, looking dejected, "Sigh, I went to the hospital for a checkup last time, but the doctor couldn't find the disaster stone. Otherwise, they could have performed surgery to remove it."
"Oh, by the way, Quantum, do you think if I take more laxatives, I can pass the stones?"
Zhao Youliang was too lazy to pay attention to Li Mao, that idiot, and was thinking to himself while talking to himself.
"Logically speaking, the dead child has been taken away, and the backward-walking corpse must have been killed by the young general. What danger could we possibly be in?"
"Why does the City Goddess keep warning us that something even more sinister is yet to come?"
“Yes…” Zhao Youliang’s words resonated with Liao Zhiyuan, who subconsciously glanced at the new little white crow.
For some reason, since returning, the little white crow has once again put the "thong" on its head, looking like a masked knight.
Feeling Li Mao looking at him, Xiao Bai finally spoke.
“Youliang, Liao Zhiyuan, how could you forget this shop? It’s a shop built with human flesh and blood.”
"And it should be built from immortal blood mud."
"So the shop is the most sinister thing, and we still haven't solved it."
Chang Jie was clearly already familiar with the white crow, and now he slowly floated over to its side and "laid down".
"Brother Bai, do you know the specific origin of this place?"
"The sir told me everything, except about the shop."
Upon hearing this, the little white crow slowly shook its head: "Xiao Jie, I don't know either."
"Once, our ancestor got drunk and mumbled something like, 'A dying ghost, a fallen immortal, their soul is not yet finished, their resentment is not yet dissipated.'"
"Therefore, the flesh and blood of an ordinary person were definitely not used to build this shop."
"I see..." Just as she was speaking, heavy footsteps came from outside.
The thumping sound was like a high-powered pile driver.
Then there was another loud thud and a great tremor. It turned out that the primitive man who had carried away the coffin last time had returned it.
"Oh, Xiao Jie, I've missed you so much!"
As they were talking, the primitive man ignored Chang Jie's resistance and hugged him tightly, showering him with kisses.
However, the huge size difference between the two makes it look like they're about to eat a raw egg.
After kissing Chang Jie's face with spittle, the simple-minded primitive man continued to speak.
"Haha, the master said I shouldn't cause trouble, and I shouldn't mess around with the 'great first warrior'."
"Alright, here's your coffin back, I'm leaving!"
"If you have time, remember to come find me near Mayi Mountain. I'll treat everyone to beef..."
At this point, the caveman suddenly stopped and looked at Li Mao with a puzzled expression.
"Hey, you're going to get yourself killed!"
"The sir urgently asked me to bring the coffin back; it wouldn't be for you, would it?"
"Wait... Quantum, it seems you're going to die too. The grasshopper lying inside is already dead."
"If you calculate it that way, one coffin isn't enough!"
"Quantum, while you're still alive, hurry up and make two coffins, and bring over some trumpets and suonas."
"Don't wait until it's too late to react and panic when you're about to die!"
"What?! The old master of steel plates is dead?!" Zhao Youliang exclaimed in shock.
It turned out that as soon as they returned, they fed the grasshopper spirit the healing medicine that Bai Wuwei had given them.
According to Chang Jie's judgment, even if the grasshopper spirit cannot fully recover after consuming this level of elixir, it should at least not die.
how so?!
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