Instinctively, my hand pressed against my waist, pulling aside my clothes to grip the copper pestle.
A shiver ran through my scalp, the ferocity of the sylvan-haired beast I had witnessed before and certainly didn't want to endure again.
Liang Yu immediately stepped a bit ahead of me, his hands raised and pushed forward, shouting loudly, "Don't lay a hand on me!"
The atmosphere was still stiff and stagnant, and the few people in the hall had not relaxed their guard. They still had cold eyes and were still unfriendly.
I stopped and stood still, no longer moving forward.
Liang Yu seemed slightly uncomfortable and whispered, "You've killed a fox-bald before; there's a scent on you. I've told my family about it."
"Hmm," I answered.
I did not reprimand Liang Yu for anything.
The Liang family's taming of the fox-bald is, to a certain extent, something I think is much more formidable than the snakes I encountered last night.
Even a Taoist immortal in front of Liang Yu is just like that.
The fox-balds, which are very difficult to kill, have been killed by me for several times. This is undoubtedly a huge loss for the Liang family. They are so vigilant towards me that it is normal.
If they offered tea and pastries as soon as I entered, then I'd be worried about being poisoned.
Following that, Liang Yu waved his hand and shouted, "Dad! He has no ill intent! You can't just let our family eat someone else's rice while treating guests poorly!"
My brows slightly furrowed.
The few people in the hall no longer stared at me so intently, and I felt the pressure of their energy relax slightly.
The fox-balds on the middle-aged man's body disappeared without a trace, and the sense of being watched from all directions also vanished.
"Alright!" Liang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, I followed her and continued to walk inside.
As I walked into the hall, although there was no longer a tense atmosphere, the people of the Liang family still seemed to be on guard towards me, with a hint of apprehension.
"Father, how can you still be like this? No vision! We and Luo Xian Shen are like strangers who meet each other through battles." Liang Yu glared at the middle-aged man.
"My father, Liang Jieshi," Liang Yu turned back to introduce to me.
"Luo Xian Shen," I looked at the middle-aged man and extended my hand.
From then on, I no longer held the copper pestle.
Although they know me and who I am, it's different when I openly explain my nature.
Since I am a guest by entering the house, I certainly do not want to behave like an unwelcome guest.
Liang Jieshi then extended his hand and shook mine.
He looked at me with a hint of sorrow in his eyes, and an indescribable complexity.
"It's truly so young. I always thought that Liang Yu offended a big man in some place because of Hu Jue, killed the fox-balds, and today I saw that it really opened my eyes." said Liang Jieshi.
The others behind him continued to scrutinize me, and upon looking at the copper pestle at my waist, their looks of apprehension did not diminish.
"The previous incident, it's an misunderstanding, I'm sorry," I said with a tone of apology.
"Haha, the past is past, no need to dwell on it. Let's just move on and let it be. Otherwise, Liang Yu will say I have no foresight again," Liang Jieshi said with another chuckle.
Instantly, the tense atmosphere became much more relaxed.
"Humph." Liang Yu walked over to Liang Jieshi and said, "Luo Xian Shen is coming to our home to look at the feng shui and needs to change it."
"He's going to give me a fortune-telling reading," Liang Yu said seriously.
"Oh? Is that true? But, Luo junior, didn't you tell me you were a Taoist? How is it that you would even know about yin-yang arts!?" Liang Jieshi's eyes suddenly sparkled with curiosity.
I was stunned for a moment, and the meaning conveyed by Liang Yu had changed completely.
"I'm afraid there's been a misunderstanding. I do not practice yin-yang arts," I began to explain.
Liang Yu let out an "ah" sound and then whispered, "Yes, yes, it's not Luo Xian Shen. It's Old Gong who wants to give me a reading or adjust the feng shui of our home."
"Husband?!" Liang Jieshi's voice instantly rose, and the others looked at each other in confusion.
"Liang Yu, what are you talking about? You're not allowed to deceive the family and do things without permission!" Liang Jieshi was clearly upset.
Liang Yu was taken aback for a moment before spitting out, "Dad, are you even listening to what you're saying? I've told you, I don't like stinky men at all."
"Old Gong is here, and he's actually quite capable."
A light clanging sound echoed as Liang Yu placed the night pot package on the table.
"He said his name is Xuán Yǐ Jīn Xiāng Dì Rú Shén."
Liang Jieshi's face changed again, saying, "Wu Zhongkuan? Ghost?"
"I am afraid there has been a misunderstanding. I do not practice yin-yang arts," I began to explain.
Liang Jieshi looked at me with the utmost seriousness, then glanced at the night pot package again before saying, "Luo junior has brought a great gift to our Liang family. For other matters, I would have to decline, but as for this divination of Dì Rú Shén or the feng shui adjustment, I can only humbly accept."
"Liang Yu, go and show Mr. Luo around our Liang family, and yes, arrange the best rooms. I will have a good discussion with your uncles and elders."
Liang Jieshi looked at Liang Yu again.
"Oh..." Liang Yu drew out the word.
Liang Yu then picked up the night pot package and hung it on her shoulder.
Liang Jieshi was stunned again, looked at Liang Yu and then fell into deep thought while looking at me.
I didn't feel anything unusual; I followed Liang Yu out of the hall.
The people inside the hall immediately gathered in a circle, and someone closed the door.
Liang Yu hummed a little tune, leisurely leading me through a corridor and into the Liang family's backyard.
The front courtyard was spacious, making the backyard seem much more secluded. There were fruit trees everywhere, with more of them being Huangguo Lian (a type of orchid), filling the air with a faint and elegant fragrance.
After walking through a small grove and a water pond, Liang Yu stopped in front of a few houses.
"Guest rooms are not as quiet as my courtyard, so you should stay there. I need to contact my Hu Jue. Get out of the way, stinky man." Liang Yu put her hand on her hip and pointed to a door.
I was taken aback, so I nodded to Liang Yu and murmured, "Thank you."
"Don't thank me, I didn't do it for you, hehe."
Liang Yu sat down next to the stone table, setting down the night pot package and fiddling with her phone, flipping through the screen.
"Don't eavesdrop, okay," she warned me.
I turned around and entered the door Liang Yu had pointed to.
The room was very clean, with modern furniture and a touch of vintage style.
I sat down at the table, crossed my legs, and meditated to restore my vitality.
Gradually, I became accustomed to using the Sanmiaodao Fudu, and my energy levels began to improve. By now, I can use the Dianleijue twice in a row and mix it with other fudu daofa, with minimal feeling of exhaustion.
My body is tired, but I still have to be careful with the Liang family. It's not night time, Old Gong can't inform me at any time, so I can't afford to take the risk of sleeping.
Also, the communication between Liang Yu and Hu Jue makes me feel a little uneasy and nervous.
I don't know how long it has been, but the knocking sound at the door brings me back to reality.
I went over to open the door.
Liang Yu stood at the door, but her expression was indescribable.
She furrowed her brows and pursed her nose, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
My heart sank slightly, and a sense of unease began to surface.
"Mao You San, is he very powerful?" Liang Yu finally spoke, asking.
