Excluding the Yang manager, the remaining eight underlings slightly altered their lineup, moving closer to the white car, appearing to provide better protection.
But I'm well aware that the hall master and this group of Taoists have ill intentions.
Inside the car, Mo Ying's face had lost its blush, becoming deathly pale.
The old Taoist's expression became even more grave, and the six Taoists slowly pulled out their green steel swords.
Each member of the lower nine flows reacted differently. The old woman moved her lips, her eyes extremely cold and fierce, and steel needles might burst from her mouth at any moment.
The fight was about to break out at any moment!
Finally, Uncle Huang took a step forward. The astonishment in his eyes before had turned into gravity.
Among the three groups, only he showed no desire to lay a hand on Mo Ying.
"The hall master is mysterious and all matters related to deceased people are handled by the hall master, while the supervisor enforces discipline. If there are any violations of rules, it is the supervisor's responsibility to resolve."
"If you turn against each other, then the area of Jin Yang will be in turmoil. Plagues will spread, and people who are watching over the city god's temple will increase their threat. This chaos is actually beneficial for them."
"Is that appropriate?" Uncle Huang's voice was solemn. "As the manager of the hall master, Yang Ghost Sheep, you should exercise caution in such decisions. In fact, you cannot make such a decision; it should be the responsibility of your leaders to speak out. As for Zhang Xu, Master Taoist, you are only a green-robed Taoist in the supervision, and you should not provoke such a major dispute!"
"Both of you cannot bear the responsibility."
In just a few words, Uncle Huang didn't speak heavily, but he emphasized the identities and positions of both Yang manager and the old Taoist.
The Yang manager narrowed his eyes, his expression shifting between gloomy and cheerful.
The old Taoist sat with a stern expression, as if nobody could tell what he was thinking.
Uncle Huang added: "We should bring people back to the city god's temple. The life of Tianyi Yanggui, which is not common among women, is not ordinary at all. Mo Ying's background is also far from ordinary. You've created a huge mess in Jin Yang by starting a dispute arbitrarily, and you might cause serious trouble."
"How do you think of this proposal of mine?"
After speaking, Uncle Huang swept his gaze over the two groups.
The silence lasted for a while. The old Taoist lifted his hand slightly, and the six Taoists instantly moved to his back.
The Yang manager's expression changed quickly, and he quickly put on a smile again.
"The dispute, Uncle Huang, is exaggerated. Mo Ying is originally under my hall master, and I am just protecting her."
Inside the car, Mo Ying's expression gradually relaxed, but there was still a trace of paleness.
We nodded slightly at each other and then saluted Uncle Huang.
Although Uncle Huang had seemed indifferent at the city god's temple earlier, he had indeed been of great help now.
The car started, moved closer to Uncle Huang and me.
Uncle Huang got into the back seat first, and I was about to climb into the passenger seat.
A sudden shadow appeared before me.
My face turned pale, and I took several steps back forcefully!
Standing in front of the car was none other than the old Taoist Zhang Xu!
He still had a stern expression, but coldly said, "If this woman can walk, then what your uncle said makes sense. However, this boy Lu Xian Sheng cannot leave, as it is my responsibility as supervisor."
The six Taoists quickly scattered and surrounded me!
The face of the Yang manager changed dramatically, shifting between gloomy and cheerful again.
My arm trembled slightly, and two razors were in my hands. I retreated a few more steps, staring fixedly at Zhang Xu!
In a blink of an eye, the Taoists were about to encircle me.
The Yang manager had not yet made a move, and the few lower nine flowed people didn't know what to do; they all stood still in place.
Mo Ying looked panic-stricken and wanted to get off the car.
But Uncle Huang frowned tightly, grabbed Mo Ying's wrist firmly!
Mo Ying winced in pain from being yanked but couldn't get out of the car.
Zhang Xu coldly stared at me, and the six Taoists quickly surrounded me!
I felt an overwhelming pressure from the stern and cold gaze. My skin tingled painfully!
The old Taoist who mastered the method of manifesting the divine spirit is probably stronger than Sun Zhuo!
After entering and leaving Qiyi Village, Mo Ying facing such a dangerous situation has put me in a bind!
I don't know if the woman without a head will be forced out.
I even don't know if she would be of any use if she comes out!
My only chance to save my life is with one finger!
The Yang manager still hasn't moved!
It's obvious that when it comes to benefits, Mo Ying can motivate them to turn against the supervisor, but I'm not enough.
Letting me handle things is to make up for the losses of the hall master.
Since I'm in opposition to the supervision, it's not worth it at all.
Uncle Huang didn't react either...
This actually made my heart hesitated for a moment and my breathing heavier.
I completely understood now. Uncle Huang is a neutral party!
He doesn't favor any side and won't offer unnecessary help.
That piece of Si Ye jade tablet is his return for my previous affairs...
At this moment, the Yang manager stepped back first, gradually disappearing into the surrounding wasteland, signaling his stance.
The six Taoists surrounding us even closer.
My forehead was sweating profusely, and the razor in my hand was also covered in sweat, making it slippery.
"Uncle Huang!" Mo Ying screamed and struggled violently.
As a result, Uncle Huang struck out with one hand, hitting Mo Ying's neck heavily.
Mo Ying made a muffled gasp and passed out immediately.
He closed his eyes to rest, and his attitude was completely indifferent to the situation.
Zhang Xu's stiff face finally showed a hint of satisfaction. He said in a low voice, "Take down Lu Xian Sheng and bring him back to the temple for detention and punishment!"
The six Taoists moved simultaneously, charging towards me!
The movement of this scene was extremely small, yet the pressure was immense to the extreme!
I suddenly threw out two razors, quickly grabbing my finger, and was about to bite directly through the tip!
Just at the moment when the electricity flashed, a hoarse and dull bell rang sharply!
The bell sound was extremely piercing.
The six Taoists screamed out almost simultaneously in pain!
Their bodies, which had been charging towards me with great momentum, collapsed abruptly to the ground. Originally, they had approached me with an aggressive stance, but now they landed on their faces like dogs, looking extremely clumsy and their faces were even more painful.
I let out a low groan, as if my ears had been broken, and a faint warm liquid flowed down.
Zhang Xu's condition was slightly better, but his old face was also filled with terror!
He scanned left and right as if facing a formidable enemy.
The car door suddenly opened, Uncle Huang got out, picked up Mo Ying, and rushed off quickly towards the distant wasteland.
Above him, Si Ye Ruying shadowed his arm and followed him!
I was breathing heavily, but I couldn't think of who had arrived again!
This person, it seems, was targeting the group of Taoists!
The six Taoists were trembling as they tried to get up, with terror in their eyes.
Another deep and hoarse bell sound echoed.
They let out a muffled groan, with blood flowing from their ears directly, and fell to the ground, unconscious and dead.
I was dizzied and disoriented, but my willpower was slightly tougher, so I didn't fall down. However, I was on the brink of fainting...
Zhang Xu let out a muffled groan, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he trembled as he called out, "Mao You San!?"
In the next second, his face turned extremely angry, savage, and was accompanied by a trace of indescribable fear.
"You said that you no longer hunt Taoism, and you have broken the rules!"
From a distance, in the direction where Uncle Huang had gone, a person slowly walked out.
Wasn't it Mao San You, with a donkey face, wearing simple clothes, and carrying a bamboo fan, slowly walking out from the direction where Uncle Huang had left!?
The copper bell in his other hand, covered in rust, looked extremely familiar.
He had asked me back then, "Do you want it?"
Mao San You's little eyes were squeezed into a single line, and he said quietly, "Rules are rules. You people are too rigid. I just came out to take a stroll. Twelve hours, twenty-four hours, every day I have a group of little Taoists as my tail, it's fine. If you want to follow me, be my guest. But if you hurt this little brother of mine, what kind of thing is that?"
"Did you break my business rules?"
The last sentence, Mao San You's face turned completely sinister, and it was filled with an intense killing intent.
"Your rules are what I agreed to, whether you believe it or not, I will break my promise right now!"
Zhang Xu's face suddenly turned pale!
