Chapter 67:Even if I'm Dead, I'll Sell It to You, What Do You Want to Pay?

        These two characters, "ri xun," instantly brought me back to Siye.

        Images of some "rumors" about Chengguang Temple in the public mind suddenly appeared, and my pupil slightly widened.

    Just in time, Huang Shu coughed and explained, "I really don't know that Ri Xun will notice you."

    "He just explained that you have had contact with the plague ghost, and there's a possibility that you were eaten by it. The you now is not the real you."

    My sweaty back suddenly felt chilly again all at once!

    Uncle Huang's face remained calm, and he continued, "However, you are not in trouble. Ri Xun is so cautious because of his duty. Please don't mind the appearance of the deity."

    I took a deep breath and my voice was slightly hoarse: "Of course, I won't mind. Plague ghosts are already very troublesome and pose a big risk. Chengguang Temple has its responsibilities."

    Though I said that, my nerves were still tense.

    I can only be glad that Lao Qin has great skills and has hidden my plague god's life so well that I wouldn't have died so many times otherwise.

    "If Luo Xianshen is the plague ghost, Yang the stubborn donkey will be the first to be eaten." Xiaoying grumbled slightly in a low voice.

    "You this girl." Uncle Huang shook his head with a smile.

    ...

    There is no other matter. We leave Chengguang Temple.

    At the same time, I made up my mind that unless absolutely necessary, I would never come back to the Chenghuang Temple again.

    Fear no thousands, but fear the unexpected.

    Only when I returned to the car did my mind settle down.

    Moying smoothing her bangs, asked me, "What do we do next?"

    I closed my eyes and said, "Find Sun Dahai."

    "You just want to catch him like this? That's too direct. There are too many people around." Moying frowned.

    I told Moying that I naturally understand this simple principle.

    I will follow Sun Dahai to a remote place before making any moves.

    Moying took a deep breath and continued, "We really need to act quickly. By now, high-ranking officers from the area near Jin Yang should have returned. The longer we wait, the more unfavorable it will be for us. If the government has no way to deal with you, Yang even might tell the regulators about what he knows about you."

    My expression suddenly darkened.

    Moying's words make sense.

    If the government can't do anything to me, killing with a knife is the easiest way!

    Without a word, I took out the makeup box and began to clean the dirt from my skin.

    Moying drove the car to another place and stopped.

    Several minutes later, in the rearview mirror, my face was completely transformed.

    Moying glanced at me, shrank her shoulders, and murmured in a low voice, "It really does look like a dead person."

    I smiled lightly and was about to explain that this was the "dead person" makeup.

    "You'd better not laugh..."

    Moying forced a smile, quickly accelerated the oil gauge, and the car continued on its way.

    The smile on my face gradually faded.

    After a while, Moying's demeanor finally returned to normal, and we chatted for a while.

    Basically, it's that she will drop me off on another street and then secretly follow me.

    Once I catch Sun Dahai, I still need to find a safe place and open the silk pouch she gave me.

    I nodded, indicating that it was fine.

    Then I told Moying about the arrangement I made for her and Tang Quan.

    "Don't you go?" Moying's expression was shocked, and the speed of the car stalled for a moment.

    "I have my own plan," I replied.

    "..."

    "I didn't go crazy. After all, you take away Tang uncle for me, I have no worries of being on my back. Even if I can't attack Sun Zhuo for the time being, we can also make slow plans."

    Moying's eyebrows furrowed tightly as she said, "Even if you can't attack Sun Zhuo immediately, once you move against Sun Dahai, Sun Zhuo will react fiercely. What exactly do you want to do? Why do you want to leave a mark here at such a crucial moment?"

    "Also, even if your teacher is skilled in the nine ranks, you still have many unutilized techniques. However, the regulators and government officials are different beings. You must not underestimate those sorcerers!"

    Moying's face flushed red as she spoke.

    "Thank you."

    I closed my eyes and didn't say anything anymore.

    Moying: "..."

    The car stopped on the street near the ancient clothing store where it happened.

    When I got out of the car, Moying was still furrowing her eyebrows and looking at me with an extremely incomprehensible expression.

    Following my memory, I walked towards Sun's house.

    In fact, with Moying's understanding of the concept of the Yangshen, if I told her that Qin Wei Zi is my master, she might change her attitude immediately.

    Just, I don't want any complications now. Moying, as long as you do what I said, it will be enough.

    Even if this is a critical moment and dangerous, I cannot leave the headless woman in the government.

    Additionally, the address I left for Moying is where I live with Old Qin.

    After they arrive at the place, no matter what Tang Quan says or Moying discovers something of note.

    She can put her mind at ease, and it won't interfere with me.

    As I pondered, my heart completely calmed down, and my expression gradually returned to normal.

    After about ten minutes, we arrived at the street where Sun Dahai's home is.

    The fat bookstore owner still stood behind the book stall with a smile on his face.

    I casually glanced upwards and saw a birdcage made of inlaid enamel hanging from the railing on the third floor, with a brightly colored parrot jumping up and down inside.

    I only took a glance and walked into the bookstore.

    I randomly picked up a book, sat down on a chair, and started flipping through it.

    Since I'm not sure if Sun Dahai is home, I can't go up to look, and I can only wait and observe quietly.

    There are always and again people walking by my side.

    Before long, I sat until the evening light set in.

    The figure of Sun Dahai never appeared.

    The sunset's light shone into the bookstore.

    At this time, someone sat down opposite my table.

    My body suddenly became much stiffer.

    The person in front of me was wearing simple clothing, with a bamboo fan pressed against his chest. His gray face was staring straight at me with a dull expression.

    Not only was my body stiff, but my eyes were also twitching.

    This is an innate reaction, it's impossible!

    But Mao San has too high of a recognition factor.

    His pair of small eyes were flickering and extremely lively.

    I don't know how Mao San found me, but I had no chance to be lucky. I stood up and was about to leave!

    This guy is really strange, as if his mental state is not normal.

    Moreover, he's a fortune-teller who knows the concept of the Yangshen.

    I can't argue with him at the bottom of the Sun's house.

    But to my surprise, Mao San actually reached out and grabbed my arm.

    He pressed on a certain acupoint inside my inner arm.

    Suddenly, my whole arm went numb and I couldn't move.

    Then, as he applied a bit more force, I sat back down on the chair all of a sudden.

    "Shh!"

    Mao San made a soft shushing sound.

    Then, his face spread into a smile.

    "Little brother, regarding that business, I've understood it. If I have to die, let's make a deal. What do you want?"

    Sweat trickled from the corner of my forehead down my face.

    I locked eyes with Mao San, but for some reason, I couldn't control my gaze and dared not look directly into his eyes.

    For a moment, I didn't know how to open my mouth to get rid of Mao San.

    "Hmm."

    Mao San's brows suddenly furrowed.

    His small eyes staring at my right eye, narrowing into a slit.

    "For one night, little brother. You're quite popular." Mao San said suddenly.