This feels like a stubborn piece of dog ointment that can't be shaken off...
"My teacher, he doesn't sell either."
I said coldly, "Besides, he's already dead. You're not receiving a live body, are you?"
Mao You San's donkey-like face showed a start, "Dead?"
In the next moment, Mao You San suddenly crouched on the ground, muttering to himself: "Dead... How can he be dead... Fell off the map?"
He flipped his hand, suddenly sprinkling a handful of tiny sticks onto the ground, his index finger seemingly counting the number of sticks.
My pupil shrank again.
Fell off the map?
I've heard Lao Qin mentioning the term "luo gua" before. He proudly said that in his lifetime, he's encountered over 3,000 yi (divination signs), and none of them were "luo gua". Every single yi he encountered was accurate and responded accordingly.
Mao You San is actually a fortune teller?
A fortune teller, collecting corpses in the underworld?
He cast a divination and thought my master was still alive, so he came back to ask if I was selling my master?
In my thoughts, Zhu Ying was giving me intense eye signals, and she also mouthed words, indicating that I should hurry up and leave, otherwise it wouldn't be easy to get away.
My brow furrowed.
Mao You San's donkey-like face gradually became a network of veins rising up, muttering that he wasn't dead, dead, not dead, dead...
From him, an intense sense of danger overflowed!
His emotions were very unstable, as if he was about to kill someone at any moment.
Nodding in agreement with Zhu Ying, they quickly made their way out of this commercial street.
A few minutes later, after getting into the parked white sports car on the roadside, Zhu Ying slightly sighed with relief.
"Good grief... How come there are fortune tellers in the underworld? It seems that all the ghosts in the old teahouse paper figures are doomed, who can invite him to perform ghost shows on stage?" Zhu Ying said with a lingering sense of fear.
"I subconsciously added, 'He said he could kill the head of Ji Yin's supervision.'"
Zhu Ying: (...)
In a split second, I looked out the window.
A loud buzzing noise suddenly erupted at the back of my head!
Right next to the window was an enormous donkey-like face with wide-open eyes, and the clanging sound of a door being pulled open echoed.
If the car wasn't locked, it would have already been opened!
A piercing shriek echoed within the car.
It was Zhu Ying who had been scared pale.
She stepped on the gas pedal abruptly, and the car shot outwards with a loud roar.
In the rearview mirror, Mao You San was staggered and lunged forward, crashing heavily onto the ground and rolling several times.
Many people hurriedly gathered around the roadside, and some pointed at our car and shouted!
It only took a few seconds for the car to dash into another street, and everything in the rearview mirror disappeared.
Zhu Ying's fair face flushed with a sassy look. The car blasted through several streets in succession, no longer in the bustling area, only just coming to a halt.
"He's like a ghost!" Zhu Ying's voice still trembled slightly.
Fear only breeds fear.
Mao You San is indeed very cunning.
That scare also gave me quite a shock.
"He's just a ghost! A ghost crazy... Normal fortune tellers wouldn't go to the underworld to collect corpses, let alone live ones."
Zhu Ying calmed down somewhat but still pounded the steering wheel angrily.
I closed my eyes and adjusted my mood.
However, for some reason, Mao You San's words kept echoing in my ears.
"Dead, not dead, dead, not dead..."
When I opened my eyes again, my eyes were full of bloodshot veins.
Lao Qin is indeed dead. With my experience of shaving the heads of so many dead people and dealing with makeup for funerals, it's impossible for him to be alive.
"Are you alright...?" Zhu Ying whispered to me, and now, she had completely recovered.
"No... it's just that Lao Qin is dead, and he did fall off the map." I replied in a hoarse voice, shaking my head.
"Lao Qin? Your teacher, right?"
Zhu Ying sighed softly: "A person who has died cannot be brought back to life. It is time to mourn. However, he was indeed a remarkable individual, teaching you so many obscure skills, I've never heard of them. There are no such people in the underworld of Ji Yin City."
I remained silent, not saying anything more.
Lao Qin would not have taught me any skills from the nine minor arts. All of what he taught me came from books.
Zhu Ying misunderstood it as well. I had emotional waves and couldn't help but mention Lao Qin. She first made the assumption that my master was a low-life type, without associating it with the famous "Divination Genius Qin Wei" who once made a name for himself in Ji Yin City many years ago.
The car was quiet for a long while before I asked, "Is the sealed gate of the guardian spirits unopenable?"
Zhu Ying saw that I was okay and her demeanor slightly relaxed before telling me that a skilled expert from the guardian spirits' gate had returned, and could enter to open it. However, it could only be done once the dangers inside had been cleaned up.
In other words, the headless woman I had released had been thoroughly suppressed.
I felt a surge of frustration in my heart.
Originally, Yang Guan's attitude towards me caused the appearance of the headless woman, and they suffered a big loss. I was thus in the upper hand.
But what if the headless woman was suppressed?
That would mean I have suffered a greater loss in reality.
judging from Zhu Ying's attitude, it seems that the ghosts will not be able to escape.
"Is there no way to open the door in advance?" I asked again.
Zhu Ying shook her head, saying, "Unless they open it from the inside, otherwise it can only be an in-and-out situation. Do you want to go in? It's impossible. Only I can, and if I go in, Mr. Yang will definitely want to kill me."
I remained silent.
The discomfort became even more intense, and my mindset was also unstable.
Although the headless woman initially gave me a lot of scares, she actually protected me twice at critical moments.
This time, she might end up being suppressed.
I really owe her.
In a split second, I had an idea and my pupil contracted tightly. A stronger sense of danger appeared on my face.
"Luoxianshen... What's wrong with you? You... "
Zhu Ying uneasily looked at my face.
"It's nothing." I replied hoarsely, pushing down the killing intent.
"It's good that it's nothing... Since that ghost has nothing to do with you, you don't need to think about saving her. We need to move quickly and act on Sun Dahai."
Zhu Ying's words brought the matter back to the main topic.
After a moment of thinking, I asked, "How long does it usually take for the guardian spirits to seal the gate?"
"The most it would take is seven days," Zhu Ying replied decisively.
"You first come with me to a place," I said.
"Where?" Zhu Ying looked slightly confused.
……
After about an hour, the sports car drove into the city village.
When entering the village, many people were staring and looking around in disbelief.
Zhu Ying and I guided the way, heading towards the old Tang family mansion.
That's because, I exposed the Tang family's information willingly because, indeed, the guardian spirits need to temporarily avoid the spotlight.
However, I won't just ignore the headless woman.
I will go to the guardian spirits at the very end of the time limit. After that, I should have the ability to protect myself, but for now, I can't help Tang Quan.
Even though no one in the city village knows, I still worry that something might happen in Ji Yang.
Therefore, I have to leave a backup plan.
After capturing Sun Dahai, whether or not I can take action against Sun Zhuo, I need to have Zhu Ying take Tang Quan to a safe place.
Of course, I haven't completely thought it through and haven't communicated these things with Zhu Ying.
Moreover, the Tang family has a set of dead man's clothes. I also need to deal with them in advance so that I can concentrate on dealing with Sun Dahai.
After a few minutes, the car came to a stop in front of the Tang family's old mansion.
Many villagers have followed up, but they haven't gotten too close, just looking from a distance.
Zhu Ying and I got out of the car, and at this point, the sky was pitch dark.
As I was about to push open the courtyard gate, I heard a dry, hoarse voice.
"Reach out and touch her ear, the protruding ears swing like a pendulum..."
"Reach out and touch your sister..."
My pupils constricted.
This voice, isn't it Tang uncle's.
