He could only try to get us out of Jinyang if he had to use the ghost sheep to hand us over.
The old Mr. Zhu's face became increasingly stern, as if he wished to skin and bone Shiyu.
Xiaonan stared wide-eyed, her lower lip tightly pursed, not knowing how to speak.
I remained silent.
I felt a complex mix of annoyance and frustration about the difficulty of Mr. Yang's situation, and anger at the ruthlessness with which Shi Yu had acted.
The current situation prevents me from returning to Jinyang in a short while, and I cannot resolve Mr. Yang's predicament.
There is also the matter of the extraordinary encounter that the Shis have had. Just how powerful is the ghost that was able to suppress an entire god sector?
The god sector isn't just what it appears to be; many skilled individuals are outside…
"Shi family... ah..." Xiaonan finally sighed, a mix of emotions evident in her voice.
"Humph, if it were Lu Xian Shen, if you don't kill Shi Yu, then you owe it to the ghost sheep, your Lu family owes it to Big Brother, and you also owe it to the ghost sheep. The whole Lu family has no good people. You have ruined everything from the beginning to the end, and have become worthless." Old Zhu repeated with a stern expression.
Frowning, his brows then slowly relaxed.
"Shouldn't it be more than just this matter?" I met Old Zhu's gaze.
Suddenly, Old Zhu fell silent.
His judgment of me and the Lu family was filled with strong subjective emotions, and coupled with the actual events that had occurred, I couldn't really argue against it.
But I'm certain that it's not just these things; that's why Old Zhu is determined to find me.
He just needs safety, as long as he isn't manipulated by the Shi family, Xiaonan's family is also a safe place to settle down.
Even if he moves to a few more places, Old Zhu certainly won't lack money.
The fact that he insists on finding me proves that there is something that only I can solve, and it has to be done.
At that moment, the youth on the side, Yang Guojin, suddenly pointed at my face. His eyes bulged out, and he suddenly shrieked with laughter.
Laughing, he suddenly shouted hoarsely, "Run! Run!"
Then, Yang Guojin began to spit white foam from his mouth. His eyes were filled with red veins, as if his blood vessels had burst, and his eyes were entirely red.
His body suddenly weakened, and Yang Guojin collapsed unconscious.
Old Zhu immediately supported him, his expression growing increasingly unpredictable.
Though he appeared to be unconscious, Yang Guojin was muttering to himself, speaking in fragments that were hard to make out.
"Where are we staying?" Old Zhu asked roughly.
Xiaonan pointed to a door on the edge of the yard.
There are only four rooms in the entire yard, which is just enough for all four of us to stay.
Old Zhu supported Yang Guojin as they went over.
After a long while, Old Zhu emerged. He walked up to me, staring at me with a stern expression.
"Brother's mind is not normal, do you know why it's not?"
I slightly frowned and then said, "According to what Mr. Yang told me, the incident happened a long time ago, he was severely traumatized, and since then his condition has gotten this bad."
"Severe trauma," Old Zhu curled his lip in a sneer before saying, "Those who engage in the lowliest of trades, using corpses as pillows—what could cause them to be severely traumatized?"
"It's because Brother's head is harboring several souls that don't belong to him, deeply entwined with his own. They want to escape, but not all of them have managed to break free."
"Those people were all those who were affected by the incidents in the old God sector."
"Because of those souls, his consciousness has become disordered. He has been restless recently, driven by the influence of those souls. He keeps muttering an address and talking about escaping."
"If this continues, he might drive himself to death."
"You have to save him!"
"Zhu spoke resolutely, his words resonating with confidence."
"You must save him, and the key to saving him might just be to go to the place where they went a long time ago."
"Lu Muye is his closest friend. First, your Lu family owes him a debt. Second, he might know something about your father, and even where they hid the things they brought out from there!" Old Zhu spoke rapidly.
My pupils contracted once more.
Just then, I am quite dilemma.
Provoking the official kiln ghost shrine makes leaving this Purge Misfortune Hermitage a dangerous matter.
Unless we solve the current predicament first, we can't do what Old Zhu has said.
"I won't deliberately delay. My parents' matter has always been something I wanted to solve, but my troubles are more than you might think."
I paused and then told Old Zhu about the official kiln ghost shrine staring at me.
Old Zhu frowned and shook his head, saying, "That's your matter, and I can't interfere."
"Also, I tell you, Brother doesn't have much time left. He has episodes of soul separation. Once he really detaches from his body, he won't have much consciousness left himself, not to mention the other souls within him. They might dissipate quickly then! By that time, you won't even be able to make him help you!"
"Your Lu family will always be at fault to the Yang family!"
"More than that, your Lu family has only you left. At any moment, you may lose everything."
With those last words, Old Zhu turned and walked back into the room.
Even if I wanted to ask him for the address, he didn't give me a moment to open my mouth.
Xiaonan looked at me unnaturally, appearing lost.
I closed my eyes again, calming my emotions.
"There is no better way. Two methods: one, make the ghost shrine people afraid. Even knowing I killed Lu You, they still dare not act against me, and can only disperse."
"The second is that we have a way to sneak away, but with Old Zhu and Yang Guojin, the difficulty has increased. If we don't slip away quickly and get surrounded again, the danger will increase tenfold."
"It seems like neither of them are good options?" Xiaonan's face showed a hint of bitterness.
"I will go to find Xie Lin." I retracted my thoughts.
Xiaonan originally wanted to follow me, but I asked her to stay here to avoid any issues with Old Zhu, as he wasn't particularly courteous to the people at the Purge Misfortune Hermitage.
She then gave up.
When I found Xie Lin in the front hall and explained to him why I had to leave and the way to do it, Xie Lin's answer was similar to that of Xiaonan and Xiaofeng.
Firstly, our abilities are not strong enough to intimidate the ghost shrine.
Secondly, if we are surrounded outside, we will be without support and risk being drained to death by the ghost shrine.
The Purge Misfortune Hermitage indeed did not leave any master-level individuals behind, which is why the situation is so awkward.
"Maybe... Mr. Wu might have some way?" Xie Lin suddenly mentioned Lao Gong.
I didn't say anything.
I didn't say anything. Lao Gong's greatest skill, besides the Yinyang art of Wu Zhongkuan, was probably his ability to regurgitate Wei Youming's arm.
That arm is indeed formidable, but it doesn't reach the level of domination.
Even if I take out the Si Guan Ming Jing, its effect may not be very significant.
The ghost shrine is not only strong in power but also in numbers.
"I understand, Xie Daozang. shaking my head, my tone is slightly exhausted."
Just as I was about to leave the front hall and go back to my residence to come up with a plan, Xie Lin called out to me again. He hesitated slightly before saying, "However, if we truly have to leave... there is a special path down the mountain. The entire hermitage knows about it, but no more than three people. That path is quite dangerous, and under normal circumstances, it would be very difficult to descend..."
"Any mistake, and people will die..."
