When Zhao Youliang's gang staggered back to their headquarters, they were met with a scene of utter chaos.
The furniture in the house was overturned and scattered all over the floor.
Even the ancestral tablets were the same—except for those for the Master and the Young General.
The grasshopper spirit, covered in blood, was frantically trying to save the mad prisoner.
A bowl-sized wound was blasted into Xiong Ba's chest, and he lay on the ground with his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.
He clearly died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
The seven siblings of the silly roe deer are the same; they have long since died.
"how so?!"
"What on earth happened?!"
As Zhao Youliang took out the pills and fed them to the madman, he asked in a frenzied manner.
The grasshopper demon's eyes were filled with hatred, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before answering.
"It's that jackal, that jackal!!"
(For details about the wolf, please see Chapter 0078 of this book: Accusing the Bad Guy)
After listening to the grasshopper spirit's tearful account, Zhao Youliang finally understood everything.
It turned out that the wolf spirit had poisoned the incense in the temple when no one was paying attention.
After all the immortals were poisoned, the wolf attracted several strange creatures and began a massacre.
Only the Mad Prisoner and the Grasshopper Spirit, both highly skilled, managed to put up a desperate fight; the rest were all killed.
Even the benevolent souls that had previously joined the sect were not spared by the "strange" things; they were all devoured and absorbed, their souls scattered.
The clever little dumpling, under the protection of the mad ghost and the grasshopper spirit, went out to seek help.
Seeing this, the enemy reluctantly left.
"Damn it!" Zhao Youliang's eyes widened in fury, and he gritted his teeth. Then, everything went black before his eyes, and he collapsed to the ground.
When he woke up again, the hall had been cleaned up again, and standing in front of him was Huang Jie, the returned Huang family immortal.
"Brother Huang... Sister." Zhao Youliang's voice was weak.
Having regained her female identity, Huang Jie is poised and confident, her eyes gleaming with wisdom.
"No need to rush to speak, just get some rest."
"I'll take care of everything in the gang, no rush."
How could Zhao Youliang not be anxious? With Liao Zhiyuan's help, he struggled to sit up.
"What about the others... how are the others?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Jie looked sad: "The immortals in the temple, apart from Senior Grasshopper, Senior Mad Ghost, and Little Dumpling, are all gone...sigh!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang felt his blood rush to his head again, let out a muffled groan, and collapsed.
Actually, what Huang Jie said is inaccurate, because besides what she mentioned, there is another immortal being alive.
That's the grasshopper spirit's underling, "Boss Pi," also known as the nodding worm.
Because this immortal was too young and had low cultivation, he was not discovered by the enemy after falling into a coma due to poisoning, and thus escaped harm.
Here, I'd like to give a special explanation of what incense poison is:
As the name suggests, incense poison is made using special methods and is specifically designed to target "living beings" who cultivate by relying on the power of incense.
All the gods we are familiar with, including the underworld deities, city gods, household guardians, and spirit mediums, are included in this list.
The refining method is extremely complex and cruel, and can be described as intolerable to heaven and earth.
Dear readers, you can understand this as first collecting resentful and filthy "spiritual power," and then mixing this spiritual power into the incense offerings of the deities you wish to harm.
Colorless, odorless, and formless, it is impossible to guard against.
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Zhao Youliang fell into a coma again. Huang Jie asked Xiao Jiaozi to stay and take care of him, while the rest of the people went outside.
After everyone was seated, Huang Jie asked in a low voice.
"Senior Grasshopper, the Wolf has always been following you. Have you ever wondered why it would want to harm us?"
The grasshopper spirit was filled with anger, guilt, and excessive grief, making her appear to have aged decades.
Hearing this, he shook his head vigorously: "I don't know, I don't know!"
"This guy has been with me for over ten years. Although he is selfish, aren't all the evil immortals like this?"
"I really can't understand why he would suddenly turn against us now that the gang is doing so well!"
"That beast, I will personally tear him to pieces!!"
The grasshopper spirit's answer was exactly what Huang Jie expected, so he nodded slightly.
He then asked the madman prisoner, "Brother, can you figure out the origins of those 'strange' things that are harming our gang?"
The madman shook his head, his expression growing even colder.
"I can't tell from the girl's appearance, but I can sense that they are definitely not the right path."
"Both its aura and its manner of attack are sinister!"
“Not the right path…” Huang Jiaxian repeated softly, subconsciously.
"These things are not simple, they are very powerful."
"Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to steal those two coffins at all."
"I just don't know if they did this for the coffin or simply to cause trouble for our gang."
The coffins Huang Jie mentioned were the two black coffins—the two that were enshrined in the front hall of the paper-making shop.
If the other party came for the stone coffin, then their intentions are far too grand.
After a brief silence, the grasshopper spirit spoke with a face full of resentment.
"Miss Huang, what should we do now?"
"Please take me, Old Grasshopper, to avenge him! Even if it means being shattered to pieces, you must avenge our gang!!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Jie sighed softly, "Don't worry, senior, we will definitely avenge you."
"Things are still unclear. We'll wait until Quantum regains consciousness before making any decisions."
"Alright!" The grasshopper spirit nodded deeply, then transformed into a wisp of black smoke and returned to its ancestral tablet to cultivate.
The others simply assumed he was channeling his grief and anger into strength and paid no attention.
Little did they know that the grasshopper spirit had made an astonishing decision: to practice a "bone book" that it had accidentally obtained in its early years.
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