Chapter 772 - Exporting to a Paragraph

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    This no longer has the meaning of hiding.

    I walked two steps away, my mother hurriedly tried to get closer to my dad, but after only taking two steps away from me, she stopped and seemed to be very uneasy.

    "Who are you? Why are you moving the Juqiao Mountain symbol seal array?" The opening words came from the elder brother of Qu, with a very fierce look in his eyes!

    My father made no sound, slightly lowering his head, with an expressionless face.

    I squinted my eyes, but I was sweating profusely on my forehead.

    Unexpectedly, Qi Yoyo made such a big fuss again. The three of them didn't walk far, which was normal.

    Before I could speak, a monk whispered to Qu elder brother in low voice.

    Qu elder brother slightly nodded, then suddenly raised his hand, pressing a sword on my father's shoulder!

    "Whatever you have to say, we'll discuss it on Juqiao Mountain. Ghost cultivators, no matter their background, are either evil or sinister." His tone became even more cold.

    I managed to steady myself slightly.

    Because I realized that they, didn't recognize me!

    Of course, they must know the name of Luoxianshen, know everything that happened on the four regulations mountain, that incident was too huge!

    It's just that Juqiao Mountain didn't publicize my appearance.

    "We're not cultivators of ghosts. We've just come here to pursue a ghost, and happen to witness that the ghost has entered this place. The ghost triggered a formation, dispatching her soul. My father was about to investigate, but encountered these three Daoists." I opened my mouth in a low voice.

    The three Daoists looked surprised for a moment, they seemed to be in shock.

    "Gongkamu Sang." My father pressed his hands together, his head lowered even more, with a slightly hoarse nasal sound.

    In the next moment, my father looked up, he had completely changed his demeanor, exuding a sense of reverence.

    This look...is identical to that of the Black City Temple's rotating man, and is also similar to the that day's undertaker A Gong Lama, but compared to A Gong Lama's initial impression of being a high monk, it is far from matching.

    I heaved a sigh of relief.

    Those words were improvised on the spot.

    Actually, I hadn't figured out what to say next.

    My father took the opportunity to continue the conversation, which was much better.

    "What?" Qu's face was full of doubt.

    My father spoke again, saying that we came from the Five Sutra Temple in the Dacheng County of Puli, Tibet, and were lay followers of the A Gong Lama of the Shuang men sect. We were traveling on a pilgrimage.

    He repeated some of the content I had said, and added more details. We were pursuing a ghost with no head, which had become greenish and was extremely fierce. Our intention was to subdue the ghost, but she collided with this formation and disappeared.

    The three Daoists looked at each other in confusion, with even more questions in their eyes.

    "Five Sutra Temple..." Qu elder brother repeated it again.

    The other two Daoists seemed to have thought of something, their faces tensing up in shock and suspicion. They whispered to Qu elder brother.

    The three people slightly spread apart, not surrounding my father anymore.

    My mother immediately approached and walked to my father's side, but she did not go to hold his hand. She also lowered her head and made a gesture of hands together in prayer, bowing to him.

    "My name is Que Qing, the disciple of Mao Suzhuo Zhenren of Juqiao Mountain. I apologize for my rudeness earlier. The reason we have entered this area was to suppress an extremely fierce corpse that could bring about great disaster. Juqiao Mountain has disciples guarding it at all times to prevent it from causing harm in the four directions." Que Qing appeared more serious, returning a gesture of respect to my parents.

    The other two Daoists also bowed, stating their names. One was named He Rong, and the other was Deng Lang.

    I could feel a chill in my heart.

    Mao Suzhuo Zhenren, that would be the disciple of the leader of Juqiao Mountain?

    It's fortunate that I didn't resort to violence earlier.

    His status should be equivalent to the previous Sun Zhuo?

    If a fight were to occur, it would be extremely difficult to deal with them. It's highly likely that we couldn't leave them behind.

    I now understand why my father would mention some details about Qi Yoyoyo openly and secretly.

    He was intentionally making these people feel afraid.

    It was evident that he had achieved his goal.

    Because the expressions on their faces had remained very solemn.

    "That ghost, is it an evil being that escaped from this formation?" My father asked in a timely manner.

    Que Qing, He Rong, and Deng Lang all seemed a bit unnatural in their expressions. After a moment of thought, it was Que Qing who spoke first. "That ghost did not escape from this formation. It should be a creature that slipped through the net years ago. We didn't know where she went back then, and today she has returned to be encountered by all of you. As for this ghost, my Juqiao Mountain will take full responsibility. You three should leave now."

    "In the past, she was already extremely fierce as a blood-devouring corpse. Today, even more so as a green corpse. It's better to avoid causing harm to your lives."

    Que Qing didn't want to reveal too much, but the information he shared was enough for me to understand the connection between Qi Yoyo and this place!

    Under Que Qing's gaze, He Rong and Deng Lang stepped back into the formation and carefully investigated the situation of the characters.

    He didn't look at us three, but instead kept his eyes on the formation inside. His attitude and gestures were as if he was sending guests away.

    My father spoke again: "There is a ghost outside intending to destroy this place. There must be something even more fierce inside. My party and I have no reason to leave."

    Que Qing's brow furrowed tightly, and he seemed slightly uncomfortable. In a serious tone, he said, "Please leave, this is an internal matter of Juqiao Mountain."

    Only at this moment, my father finally stopped talking and looked at us before walking away towards the distance.

    The three of them moved away from the clearing and returned to the wooden complex. Only then did my mother pat her chest.

    From this distance, the three people couldn't see us anymore.

    Lao Gong silently appeared on my father's shoulder, clicked his tongue twice before saying, "Master, your words are impressive, I am truly in awe. The three little Daoists were deceived into a circle."

    "Ahem." My father was a bit embarrassed.

    However, the next moment, my father's hand suddenly landed on my back, and he applied force to several points, causing immediate, intense pain.

    The pain disappeared quickly, and I felt as if something was added to my body.

    "She is on your back. The two injuries have had a significant impact on your soul. It will take some time before she leaves. This is a symbol from the Black City Temple that can seal her soul, preventing her from leaving your body. We must be extremely careful. This place is not simple, and it will be very difficult to leave here safely with her head." My father spoke in a low voice and changed the subject.

    "Lao Gong?" my mother called out.

    I only realized that Lao Gong had fallen into the water. His head was facing towards the upstream direction of the water tank and slowly sinking underwater.

    "Shh." My father immediately made a gesture to silence us, as if deep in thought. He said, "He wants to hear the news. If that's the case, let's go back."

    The group quickly returned to their lodging, and Lao Gong did not come back.

    I went to the bathroom, took off my clothes, and looked at my back in the mirror.

    A dark shadow was pressed on my back, without a head.

    On several key points, there were purple-red talismans, which were my father's work.

    The shadow moved slightly, as if trying to detach from my body.

    I remained silent for a moment before saying, "In any case, it is imperative that we first reunite our body and soul. You are always causing trouble and it's not good for us. Fortunately, we didn't expose our identity earlier, or else the trouble would have been much bigger. If you can stay still, I will remove these talismans."