After listening to Zhao Youliang's mutterings, the dejected Chang Jie took the initiative to help him understand.
“Quantum, Zhao Fei is my senior brother.”
"What...what?! Egg Boy, you have a master?!" Zhao Youliang was astonished upon hearing this.
Seeing Zhao Youliang's silly look, Chang Jie explained helplessly and listlessly.
“I don’t have a master. I call him senior brother because Zhao Fei is my uncle’s disciple.”
"Oh right, Liao Zhiyuan's dad is the same... but his dad is just too... the kind who can't learn anything."
"Oh, I see." After listening to Chang Jie's explanation, Zhao Youliang finally gained a basic understanding of the intricate relationships of the previous generation.
Because of Liao Zhiyuan's absence, and because Sister Yingchun wouldn't let Zhao Youliang, who was recovering from a serious illness, do any work, Li Mao, the only "laborer," was kept extremely busy.
If Qi Zhigang and his wife hadn't passed by and helped out, Li Mao and Sister-in-law Yingchun really wouldn't have been able to handle it all on their own.
Once the number of guests gradually decreased and things weren't so busy, Qi Zhigang sat down next to Zhao Youliang with a smile.
"Quantum, I just saw Brother Chen Wei there, why did he go back so early?"
Why didn't you two drink more?
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang chuckled and recounted how the county was still trying to cause trouble for Chen Wei.
"Brother Chen is too busy being angry to be in the mood for drinking."
"Oh, by the way, Gang, nothing weird happened at your hospital today, right?"
"No, if I had, I would have told you already." Qi Zhigang slowly shook his head.
"Oh, by the way, Quantum, could you please ask Luo Ming (the ghost baby's name) to come to our hospital for a look?"
"If he were to take action against that formation you mentioned, would he be in any danger?"
Qi Zhigang's words opened up a new perspective for Zhao Youliang.
After pondering for a moment, he nodded slightly: "Luo Ming is a ghost immortal, so dealing with the things in your hospital shouldn't be a problem, and there won't be any danger."
"Even ghost immortals are in danger, so it must be an earth immortal who set up the skeleton array."
"Earth Immortal...that's at the level of Black Mother and Third Grandfather Hu, there's no way they could possibly be talking nonsense!"
Hearing that the ghost baby wouldn't be in danger, the kind-hearted Qi Zhigang was even more moved.
He didn't care about anyone else; his main concern was rescuing Professor Zhang from being enslaved and bullied by the evil spirits.
"Quantum, do you have any way to get Luo Ming to come to my side? I'll ask him if he'd be willing to help."
"Oh, by the way, if we call him over, you two won't get into a fight, will you?"
"If that's the case, let's not call him!"
What Qi Zhi just said is the crux of the problem: Zhao Youliang doesn't even need to think about it to know that once the ghost infant sees him, a fight is inevitable.
After all, they sacrificed their future and even risked their lives to seek revenge.
The reason they didn't act hastily was because they were playing the cat-and-mouse game, wanting to torment Zhao Youliang to death.
Looking at Zhao Youliang's unpredictable expression, Qi Zhigang had already guessed the answer.
Just as I was about to change the subject, I heard a voice behind me.
When I turned around, I saw Cheng Dachuan, the worker who was repairing the temple, walking over. He was the one who wanted to put the memorial tablet of his deceased son into the temple as well.
It had only been a few days since they last met, but Cheng Dachuan's complexion was extremely poor: dark blue, thin, and practically devoid of flesh on his cheeks.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Youliang was secretly alarmed: This old fellow clearly had a deep-seated yin energy in his bones, indicating that he was not long for life.
Not only was it yin energy, but this guy also constantly emitted a faint corpse aura.
This kind of aura is usually only found on "corpse drivers" or "corpse retrievers," which are professions that involve prolonged contact with corpses.
"How could this happen...?"
Just as Zhao Youliang was wondering to himself, Qi Zhigang had already stood up and greeted Cheng Dachuan, quite warmly.
"Master Cheng works hard, not only working at our hospital, but also doing construction work in town."
"Thank you for your hard work!"
Cheng Dachuan was taken aback when he saw Qi Zhigang, but it took him a moment to recover.
"I didn't expect to run into Director Qi in the middle of the night, haha."
"It's not hard work, just earn more money to support your family."
"Well, you guys go ahead with your work, I won't bother you any longer. I'll just buy some meat skewers and head back. It's my turn to watch the construction site today."
After Cheng Dachuan left, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but ask Qi Zhigang out of curiosity.
"You know Brother Gang? He works at your hospital, right? What exactly does he do?"
It's not a state secret, so Qi Zhigang answered truthfully.
"The temporary workers we hired at our hospital are there to help manage the morgue."
"Actually, it was about carrying corpses—corpses that no longer needed to be preserved, onto the crematorium truck and sent for cremation."
"Oh, that's not surprising..." Zhao Youliang nodded slightly upon hearing this, finally understanding the source of the corpse aura on the other party's body.
But why does Cheng Dachuan look so lifeless? Did he invite another evil spirit into his house?!
If that's the case, then they're truly "unrepentant." Don't they have any idea why they suffered losses before?
Zhao Youliang wasn't a pushover, and besides, Cheng Dachuan hadn't asked him for anything, so he was too lazy to offer help.
Cause and effect: there is no effect without a cause.
As the saying goes: Those who are eager to make a sale are not the ones who actually do it...
This phrase is a northern dialect, meaning to use buying and selling as a metaphor for principles or situations.
"To take the initiative to approach or curry favor" means to actively approach or fawn over someone.
"Buying and selling" is a metaphor for whether or not a matter will be successfully completed.
The dialect mainly means that being too proactive or wishful thinking will not get things done.
After finishing his work at the barbecue restaurant and returning home, Zhao Youliang took the opportunity of offering incense to the spirits to tell them about Cheng Dachuan.
Little did the speaker know that the listener took it to heart: it immediately attracted the attention of the grasshopper spirit and other evil spirits.
"Quantum, you just said that old guy might have some kind of supernatural ability? And it's on our territory?"
Zhao Youliang nodded slightly: "I'm just guessing, I can't be sure."
"What's wrong, old sage? They didn't even step in to settle things, so we don't need to worry about it, right?"
To everyone's surprise, after Zhao Youliang finished speaking, all the evil spirits in the hall became extremely angry, especially the grasshopper spirit.
"We have to manage it! How can we not manage it?! We absolutely have to manage it!!!"
"Quantum, let me ask you, what's that guy surnamed Cheng doing here? Is he here to build a temple for us men?!"
"If he doesn't have any spirits attached to him, that's fine, but if he does, it's tantamount to provoking us men, you know?"
"Throughout history, have you ever seen a deity from one temple wander around another's temple?!"
Seeing Zhao Youliang's bewildered expression, the grasshopper spirit even took the initiative to appear and continue explaining.
“Quantum, let me ask you, why do you living people have the saying ‘don’t enter deserted temples’? Regardless of what kind of gods were originally enshrined in those temples!”
"This..." The grasshopper spirit's question clearly touched upon a blind spot in Zhao Youliang's knowledge...
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