"It tastes terrible." Qiu Sheng quickly spat it out and took a sip of tea.
"Alright, it's good enough that there's food now.”
"I heard that the warlords in the north are fighting amongst themselves. It seemed like…the emperor was dead and the world was in chaos.”Ninth Uncle looked at the two of them with uncertainty.
Fang Xiaolong narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
In his mind, Ninth Uncle had an old lover, Sister Lian. Sister Lian's full name was Mi Qilian!
He had only seen Mi Qilian when he was young. She had once flicked his little d * ck.
Mi Qilian must have left the mortuary when he was 11 or 12 years old. She left Ninth Uncle without saying goodbye and disappeared without a trace.
"Alright, take a good rest. In fifteen minutes, we will be setting off.”
Ninth Uncle's words pulled Fang Xiaolong back to reality.
"Alright, Uncle." Fang Xiaolong nodded his head slightly and buried his head in the hard flatbread while drinking tea to fill his stomach.
Qiu Sheng looked at Fang Xiaolong, then at Ninth Uncle, who was serious and unsmiling. He didn't dare to say anything more and could only eat the flatbread silently.
Fifteen minutes passed quietly.
Fang Xiaolong slowly stood up, patted the crumbs off his body, and looked at Ninth Uncle.
"Let's go, Xiaolong, Qiusheng." Ninth Uncle also picked up his peach wood sword. He stood up and took out a small piece of silver from his sleeve, placing it on the tea table.
"Welcome back next time." The old shopkeeper had a towel hanging on his shoulder as he bowed to the three of them.
The three of them quickly left the teahouse and walked toward the main road.
The three of them walked on the official road. Ninth Uncle walked in front and looked at the sky."It's noon now. We need to speed up and try to return to the mortuary before sunset.”
"Master, do you think…Wencai can still be saved?”Qiu Sheng looked at Ninth Uncle's back and hesitated.
"Of course, as long as Uncle and I are here.”Fang Xiaolong walked up and put his arm around Qiu Sheng's shoulder, a confident smile on his face.
"Alright! Qiusheng, after returning. Practice your fist techniques and drawing talismans.”Ninth Uncle said as he walked.
………..…………
At sunset, the sun was setting in the west. The sunset glow shone on the earth, splashing a layer of golden sand.
Ninth Uncle and the other two finally returned to the mortuary.
As soon as he entered the manor, Ninth Uncle could not help but frown slightly because he felt a dense Yin Qi and hostility. Resentment.
The entire mortuary, even in broad daylight, seemed to be deathly silent and chilly.
"Uncle, something's wrong." Fang Xiaolong took a step forward, flipped his right wrist, and circulated his magic power. A huge fireball with a diameter of one meter appeared in his palm, burning with scorching flames.
"Let's go. Be careful. First, he went to check on Wencai. Ninth Uncle held the peach wood sword in his right hand and circulated his magic power. A light blue halo visible to the naked eye appeared all over his body.
The three of them walked quickly to Wen Cai's room.
Just as he walked out of the door, he heard a rustling sound. A gust of cold wind blew open the wooden door.
"Gulp, gulp, jejeje, jejeje!!”A sinister laugh entered Ninth Uncle's ears.
Wen Cai's face was pale, and his cheeks were sunken. He had two small horns on his head, and two sharp fangs were revealed at the corner of his mouth. He sat on a long bench with a golden knife and looked at the three of them.
"What kind of monster is this? Quickly show yourself!" Fang Xiaolong narrowed his eyes and walked to Ninth Uncle with a vigilant expression.
"Keke ~ Keke! You must be the friends of this body.”
"I'll wait for you…Wen Cai's eyes turned white as his eyeballs disappeared mysteriously. There was silence, occasionally accompanied by maniacal laughter.
"Xiaolong, be careful. Wen Cai is…possessed!" Ninth Uncle's expression became solemn. He took out the Mustard Seed Sumeru Bag from his inner shirt and circulated his magic power to activate the Three Pure Bell.
"Qiusheng, leave this place immediately. Run as far away as possible.”
"Master, Xiaolong, be careful.”
Qiu Sheng nodded and turned to run out. He also knew that he would only be a hindrance if he stayed here.
"Keke ~ Keke! How was it? Do you really want to kill me?"
"Hehe, hehe, can you do it? Two stinking Taoist priests." Wen Cai slowly stood up, holding a knife in his right hand. He walked towards Fang Xiaolong step by step with a ferocious smile on his face.
How f * cking arrogant!
"Xiaolong, we're in trouble now. This ghost possessed Wencai because he was certain that we wouldn't dare to attack Wencai.”
Before Ninth Uncle could finish his sentence, he waved the Three Pristine Bell with his left hand.
Ding! Ding!
The Three Purities Bell rang and emitted waves of blue ripples that were visible to the naked eye.
"Ah! Old Taoist priest, you…What did you do?" Wen Cai suddenly let out a shrill scream and knelt on one knee. He felt dizzy, his limbs weak, and his head buzzing.
A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of Wen Cai's mouth.
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