The interval suddenly grew silent, all present fell into a deadly hush, with only the incessant ring of the bell echoing...
Han Youfa did not continue to fight, he coldly watched Huang Shu, who looked particularly embarrassed. He then produced another document.
However, he did not immediately write upwards, but glanced at Mao San.
All eyes fell on Mao San as well.
The silence was broken, and whispers were exchanged.
The whispers were mainly about Mao San, with the general consensus being that Mao San had agreed years ago to stay in the morgue and not leave, yet here he was, standing in front of the supervisor Han Youfa. It was clear that today would not go well for him.
Just a moment ago, Han Youfa had taken reckless action against the City God Temple, and now the addition of Mao San to the mix, combined with the previous appearance of a plague spirit from ten years ago, today is bound to be quite an eventful day.
Mao San was moving too slowly, and the murmurs grew louder and more chaotic.
A portion of the crowd was apprehensive, afraid of Mao San.
The part that tracked from the Morgue didn't fear Mao San and were the ones discussing the most.
Finally, Mao San stopped beside me.
"Mister Mao, look at Xiao Xiu." Ju Ying tried to maintain composure, but her voice still trembled.
I didn't speak, but my eyes also showed a sense of urgency.
Mao San lowered his eyelids, glancing at Yu Xiu.
His hand trembled, and a talisman flew out from his sleeve and stuck to Yu Xiu's chest.
Yu Xiu's body slowly curled up, and a faint white mist seeped out from the talisman, enveloping Yu Xiu's body.
Soon, Yu Xiu's face returned to normal, and all the knives on her body vanished without a trace. Her clothes were also free of bloodstains!
Ju Ying was overjoyed, and I finally relaxed the heart I had been hanging.
"Old Mao... You..." She hesitated, and I felt like I had picked up on something.
Mao San prolonged Han Youfa's life, but Han Youfa repeatedly used that thunderbolt technique to kill the leader of the ghost chamber.
In the past, Han Youfa used this thunder technique to drain himself dry and had to sell himself to Mao San. I had previously considered this, but now that he uses this thunder technique, what is it consuming?
What he consumes is Mao San, who gave him a life extension?
Mao San has spent all day shooting at crows, only to end up with a crow pecking out his eye?
"I'm fine." Mao San said softly, glancing at me, then at Ju Ying, before his gaze fell on Han Youfa in the distance.
With a considerable distance between them, they managed to make eye contact.
From a distance, the two exchanged a look. "The supervisor of the Changfeng Taoist Temple, the leader of the Jin Yang Taoist sect, wounding the duty city god in full view of everyone—must be some misunderstanding?" Mao San said with a stern face, "Using such powerful thunder technique to disperse the duty city god would throw Jin Yang's yin-yang into chaos. The supervisor of the morgue would be hardest hit. I think any misunderstanding can be resolved."
"Moreover, the earth energy has appeared in Jin Yang, and the plague ghost has become so powerful that it can block five out of ten thunderbolts. Does Elder Han not feel anxious?"
"Today, the head of the city god temple died abruptly, which is already a major incident. Why do we want things to get even bigger?"
Mao San's words sounded very reasonable.
Just that most people in the scene did not understand, it was too strange. It seemed like it should not be Mao San who spoke sense.
"Also, if the duty city god really wanted to send a document to report that the supervision of the morgue was in chaos and the yin-yang was disrupted, Jin Yang would be even more chaotic. If Elder Han is actually taken by the plague ghost, relying on your city god temple, who will solve the plague ghost?"
Mao San looked at Huang Shu again.
Despite the strange expressions of the people in the scene, they all nodded in agreement with a serious demeanor.
When it doesn't concern them, people can watch the show, but the plague ghost is in Jin Yang, which concerns everyone. Naturally, everyone expects the situation to develop for the better.
"First to be affected, the supervision of the morgue and the city god temple cannot be at odds with each other."
Huang Shu lowered his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I have no intention of conflicting with the supervision of the morgue, but Elder Han believes that I kidnapped his son. I assure you that this is absolutely not true and is a misunderstanding."
"He didn't do it, so it must have been someone else. You haven't found anyone," Mao San said again, looking at Han Youfa with a stern voice.
"He says he didn't do it, so does that mean there's nothing to it? It was him who went into the supervision of the morgue that day, him..."
Han Youfa coldly opened his mouth, and it was still the attitude of not negotiating.
"I said he didn't do it, so he didn't do it! In front of my spirit seeker of yin and yang, each person in this scene is one, one and all! Who dare lie to me!" Mao San finally got angry. His voice was cold as the icy nine caverns.
In an instant, the tension between Mao San and Han Youfa reached a peak.
The crowd in the scene fell into an extreme silence, no one daring to breathe heavily.
My eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly as I watched Han Youfa face Mao San, and he was actually this bold?
"I don't believe anyone's words, unless my son appears here."
"Today, if you want me to let him go, you must tell me where my son is." Han Youfa's expression remained unchanged as he spoke in a low voice.
Suddenly, Mao San started laughing, and his laughter came on so abruptly and oddly.
"Once there is one, then there is two, and then there is three. You've calculated it to my head, and I'm just trying to mediate between you. Where is your son? You should go find him yourself. I don't believe your words, then let the duty city god die. After all, it has nothing to do with me."
After speaking, Mao San looked at me and then glanced at Yu Xiu. "Carry her and go."
My body stiffened slightly.
Actually, I didn't want to leave. The group would definitely discuss the issue of the earth energy later on.
Although the plague ghost has left my body and they haven't found anything suspicious, I still want to hear what they discuss.
Before I could say anything, a car came from afar and suddenly stopped beside us.
The car window was open, and Xu Jin was so muscular that it seemed he was being stuffed into the driver's seat.
"There's no one in the car, no need to fight," Xu Jin smiled.
Mao San strode forward, opened the door, glanced at me and whispered in a low voice: "Isn't it time to go?"
Ju Ying quickly helped Xiao Xiu get up. She was light, even she could carry her.
After getting Xiao Xiu into the car, Ju Ying looked at me urgently, and I had no choice but to get in as well.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted out.
"Damn! The car belongs to me! What are you doing?!" He took off running towards us.
Xu Jin ignored him and drove the car forward.
I turned my head to look back towards Han Youfa and Huang Shu.
Ju Ying whispered in a low voice, "Don't worry, Han Youfa won't dare to fight again."
She said this while glancing at Xu Jin and then continued, "Mao San said it very clearly. Huang Shu didn't do it, even though his reputation is not good. He is a level of yin-yang master that Jin Yang rarely sees, and everyone respects him. Han Youfa won't dare to take the risk of angering the crowd by killing Huang Shu again, especially since Huang Shu didn't do it."
"He just wants to use Mister Mao to help him find his son. How can Mister Mao fulfill his wish?"
"We are gone, he doesn't have the stage to find it for himself, so he'll have to find it himself."
