Lao Gong just smiled and pushed his glasses up, his hands and feet suddenly disappeared, and when he returned to my shoulder, the glasses were still on his face.
"How come Mr. Lao Guan wears a pair of glasses? Is this one taken here? It's very refined. At first glance, it looks like a high person."
"When can we leave? I think I should rest well these two days. Otherwise, if we set off without energy and vitality, that would be bad."
Wu Jinluan started the conversation and then got to the point. The other gentlemen were all the same, and they couldn't stay here any longer.
"Alright, but little Wu, I'll tell you this: when doing things, you should have a clear conscience, be worthy of the three feet above your head. Otherwise, the ghost director is watching you."
With the last words, Lao Gong vanished and was gone.
Wu Jinluan and the others quickly walked out. I looked one last time at the hospital building, which was desolate and empty.
Wei Youming didn't just follow Lao Guan himself, but he took away everything here?
After that, we returned to the Underworld again.
The accommodation, Xu Jin has long prepared.
In two days, no unexpected incidents occurred, and everyone rested well.
As for Lao Gong, he has been wandering around in the Underworld, and he rarely pays me a visit.
Until the agreed time, we arrived at the Miao San wooden house.
Mao You San was brewing tea, Han Jin was tasting it, and Xiang Ke and another young monk had managed to get a cup of tea as well.
I don't know what they talked about these two days, Mao You San is still the same as always.
Han Jin, should still not have agreed to Mao You San.
"All here," Han Jin nodded slightly, sipped his tea, put down the cup, and said, "I'll say a few more words, and then we'll be moving to a different place."
Wu Jinluan and the others suddenly fell silent. Mao You San looked much more serious, after all, this matter is for him, to find the remaining two real human corpses.
"Throughout the world, there are not only four main gates, but also ancient Qiang, Yunjin, Juqu, and the four rulings have more traditional inheritance and better control over their disciples. They have a better reputation, can command one area."
Han Jin opened the floodgates and spoke quietly, "Although since ancient times, evil has not overcome righteousness, there is always a saying that magic can only rise by a foot, but demons can rise by ten. The most terrifying demons are of course those who have turned from the path of righteousness to evil. This story started with a disciple of mine, Han Shi, who went out to train. He arrived in a place that seemed to have good weather and crops, where people lived in peace and happiness. Even during turbulent times, no one affected their lives. In fact, it even attracted many people from other places who were escaping hardship and flocked into this area."
"At that time, that disciple, who was actually among the refugees, was originally helping the disaster victims. However, by a twist of fate, he ended up joining that place."
In prosperous times, Buddhist monasteries chant sutras; in turbulent times, Daoist scholars descend from the mountains.
This is a tradition of the Taoist sect, and I listened quietly without interrupting.
" Indeed, the people of that place worship a temple, and there are many Daoist practitioners there. Their abilities are not weak. A disciple of the Han family went to visit the practitioners, planning to reveal his identity, join hands to help with the disaster relief and help people, and also wanted to know where this group of Daoists learned their skills and why they did such worthy deeds."
"Upon getting closer, the disciple discovered that the temple was not a normal one but just a shabby cave. The statues of Daoists being worshipped inside were not human but mice, which were depicted in exquisite detail wearing Taoist robes and acting as if they had become spirits."
"He also found that there were many dried bones in the temple, all completely gnawed clean, full of tooth marks."
"After that, the disciple was trapped inside the cave and attacked by the mob. In fact, those Daoist practitioners had already discovered him mingling among the refugees. They were reluctant to make a direct move, so they waited for him to come explore, planning to catch him like a turtle in a jar!"
"Did the Han family disciple survive and bring the news out?" Wu Jinlan asked at the right moment.
"He didn't die, but it's almost like he did. All his fingers, toes, eyes, tongue, and ears were bitten off." Han Jin closed his eyes and said quietly, "He is my son."
Everyone looked at each other in silence.
"The cultists brutalized him to the point of unrecognizability, but they did not kill him. Instead, they kept him in that mouse hole as a pet for their amusement."
"He took the chance one day when there was no one in the cave and crawled out. With immense determination, he left that area and I don't know what he went through. Regardless, he was sent back to the four-ruling mountain by someone."
"He had no hands or feet, no eyes or tongue. Fortunately, although he had lost his ears, his voice was still barely audible."
"He used his fingers without nails, hardened his skin on the ground with blood and wrote down everything, indicating the location."
"I was furious, four-ruling mountain, furious, this bright day, there are such wretchedly sinful rodents. Doing such brutally inhuman things!" Han Jin's emotions rippled again.
"The word 'rodents' is well chosen, very apt." Lao Gong interjected.
After a few seconds of silence, Han Jin said, "Since then, it's been pretty straightforward. Four-ruling Mountain dispatched disciples, and for safety measures, three elders went out as well. The disciples suffered heavy casualties, and the elders either died or were severely injured. I then set out with my elder brother Bai Fucheng and several other elders of the White family."
"Counting myself, it should have been three real immortals and three half-real immortals on the brink of becoming one."
Upon hearing this, my expression changed again.
Three true immortals, three half-immortals?
The Four-rules Mountain was so strong before?
I have not been to Yunjin Mountain and Gucang City, so I don't know them very well. At least, the Four-rules Mountain was stronger than the recent Jiqu Mountain at that time.
"Those rodents were all killed by us, but they escaped in the direction of a single location. To eliminate any potential threats, we followed them and found an even more shocking place. Among the five temples shining together, there was another temple where all the worshiped were mountain spirits and wild beasts."
"They were indeed strong, with a variety of Taoist arts and techniques from all sorts of sects. Although they were mixed, they were skilled, and more importantly, they were not ordinary." Just as Han Jin was saying this, Mao You San spoke up, his voice low and mysterious: "Spiritual horsefolk practice Taoism."
Wu Jinluan and the others looked at each other in confusion.
I have a slight understanding of the out-ma shen, but I didn't expect there to be such a kind of... Daoist?
Thinking of someone like Chang Xin, who suddenly has the ability to practice Taoism.
That's just like the group of people in Bazhai who know fengshui? Make Taoism take a higher level, no, add a bit more guile?
Moreover, these non-human things are harder to control. Although they have more power, they are also more dangerous. It is not uncommon for them to eat human flesh and harm the heavens and the earth.
Han Jin did not answer Mao You San's words but said, "The Daoists on the surface are not our opponents. In the end, they asked us if we dared to enter a hole where their great-grandfather was."
"At that time, we were driven by anger and bloodlust. Moreover, we were the strongest force from the Four-rules Mountain, dedicated to eliminating evil and defending Taoism. What are we afraid of?"
Han Jin's words were decisive, but his eyes contained a trace of sorrow.
"People from the outside, outside of heaven, so it's basically a loss, right?" Lao Gong shook his head and said, "But it hurt White family and Four-rules Mountain."
Han Jin's eyes trembled, and tiny white worms moved around, even with one worm half-dragging out of his eye.
"I advise you... Drink the Tian Gongquan water calmly." Lao Gong was startled and quickly reminded.
Han Jin's eyes drooped, and he kept panting to resist the emotional upheaval.
