My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

The little koi was extremely nervous. According to the information revealed by Mr. Zhang, those new celestial masters were exceptionally powerful and ruthless.

I'm most afraid of dealing with this kind of character!

"Don't panic. Their methods for becoming stronger are indeed cruel, but as long as you are careful to conceal your identities, you won't be targeted in the short term. Next, go to Zhang Xiaoming and Zhang Xiaoning's Yin-Yang Convenience Store and contact people in the circle through that stronghold. Remind them that the battle between the old and new factions has begun, and that they must protect themselves in the near future and not become tools for those people to become stronger."

Zhang Hao rearranged the next action plan.

Knowing that this matter was urgent, everyone quickly took action after clarifying the doubts.

When Old Zhang from the Major Crimes Unit received the news, he called to inquire immediately.

"Is the situation really that dangerous? Will it affect ordinary people? Will the surface peace of society be disrupted? If this gets out of control, what terrible consequences will it cause? How long do you think it will take to resolve this problem?"

The other person's tone revealed obvious anxiety.

However, Zhang Hao could understand Lao Zhang's situation.

After all, with frequent homicides and deteriorating public security, these grassroots armed forces are the first to be held accountable.

"The situation is indeed dangerous, but it should have little impact on ordinary people at the moment. They are mainly hunting from within, and the surface calm of society will not be broken in the short term. As for the serious consequences... I can't say for sure. Some people think that they can do whatever they want once they have power... I can't guarantee that these troubles will be resolved in the shortest time. Lao Zhang, you need to coordinate with other departments to control the media and public opinion recently. Don't amplify the panic, as that will only make those people stronger."

After patiently answering the questions and communicating the solutions, Zhang Hao ended the call.

Han San and Li Zixuan went together to the Yin-Yang Convenience Store run by the twins Zhang Xiaoming and Zhang Xiaoning.

It was nighttime, and the convenience store was located next to Huangquan Road. Two white lanterns hung outside the store, with the store's name written on them.

The candlelight flickered in the eerie wind, and the ghosts passing by on the road to the underworld occasionally cast curious glances at it.

A starving ghost saw a convenience store and went inside without hesitation.

Zhang Xiaoming was intently checking the newly arrived goods behind the counter.

Upon seeing a ghost enter, he said in a serious tone, "Welcome! What would you like to order?"

The ghost touched its stomach.

The ghost was about thirty or forty years old, male, dressed in a pure black suit, and his demeanor alone indicated that he was a social elite.

The stomach he was touching had been cut into a cross shape, and the abdomen was open, clearly revealing the mangled internal organs inside.

The ghost scanned the wide array of goods on the shelves and walked to the pharmaceutical section.

There were surgical needles and sutures, as well as other medicines, laid out there.

The ghost spoke up: "I want to buy some needles and thread to sew up my stomach. How much are your surgical needles, thread, and instruments?"

When Zhang Xiaoming saw the ghost, he was startled by its gruesome death.

Although I consider myself a well-informed ghost, I've rarely seen one die such a tragic death.

What kind of grudge could drive someone to disembowel someone, even tearing out their intestines? Not only that, but it looks like their abdomen was also cut into pieces... This way of dying is gruesome!
Zhang Xiaoming inwardly scoffed, but outwardly replied professionally, "That depends on whether you give gold, silver, or something else." The ghost took out a bead from its pocket. This bead was quite peculiar, gleaming with a soft white halo in the dimly lit Yin-Yang convenience store.

"I was originally a Taoist priest. I was cultivating at home that day when someone suddenly disemboweled me. After I died, my soul was almost devoured by the assailant. Fortunately, I still had some means of self-preservation and managed to escape in time. This bead is formed from my resentment. Whenever it encounters a malevolent monster like the one that killed me, it will glow as a warning. This thing is quite precious; it should be enough to exchange for a set of surgical instruments, right?"

Zhang Xiaoming took the bead and examined it carefully for a while. This thing was indeed somewhat useful, so he nodded: "Okay, you can go and choose the tools you need yourself."

The ghost walked over, picked up a needle and thread, and without even taking any anesthetic, went straight to a corner and began to sew up its tattered internal organs and belly.

Upon seeing this scene, Li Zixuan and Han San, who had just entered the room, shuddered!

"Wow, this is so intense!" Li Zixuan almost jumped out of his skin; the scene was just too exciting!
If I have nightmares about it, I'm afraid I'll dream about this horrifying scene again.

However, Li Zixuan quickly came to his senses because he recognized the ghost's identity.

"Maoshan Qing? What are you doing here? How did you get dead, and in such a state?"

Li Zixuan could hardly believe it.

Mao Shanqing has always been quite famous in the Celestial Master circle. He is known for his outstanding strength, and he doesn't usually make enemies. He also strictly adheres to the rules of Yin-Yang Taoists.

Such a person couldn't just die for no reason! Especially not by being disemboweled!
“I don’t know either. I was cultivating at home when I suddenly lost consciousness. When I woke up, I found that my stomach had been cut open. Later, I used a secret technique to avoid the other party’s attempt to destroy my soul. So be it. I just hope to repair my soul before reincarnation. You’ve come at the right time. Please help me put my intestines back in.”

Li Zixuan's lips twitched. He slowly walked up to him and helped him straighten and sew up those messy intestines one by one.

Han San couldn't help but turn her face away; the scene was just too much to bear.

He had to say something to distract himself, otherwise all he could think about was the image of the other person stitching up his intestines.

"I'm here to talk to you about that matter I mentioned before. The situation has changed, and we need to be more vigilant..."

Han San told him about the terrifying aspects of the new-style Taoist masters, as well as their brutal hunting practices.

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaoming's face showed a look of horror.

"They also consume souls? Does that mean they'll even eat ghosts like me? Could they find the Road to the Underworld and hunt souls along the way?" Zhang Xiaoming asked in fear.

If those people actually find their way here, he'll have to consider moving the shop.

"Not yet, they're currently just hunting within their own circle. But once they get stronger, they might encroach on the territory of the Divine Realm. You should be prepared."

Zhang Xiaoming's lips twitched: "How could anyone be mentally prepared for something like this?"

"From now on, you can use this shop as an information hub to tell the Celestial Masters who come to buy things to be more vigilant. Also, if you encounter someone who is weak, you can let them hide in your shop temporarily to avoid being targeted by those new Celestial Masters."

Zhang Xiaoming gave an OK sign, indicating that he would definitely do as instructed.

Mao Shanqing's stomach had been stitched up. He stood up and walked over to Zhang Xiaoming and the others.

“I heard everything you said. I suspect I died at the hands of those new Celestial Masters. I want to contribute to the fight against them, and I hope you can give me that opportunity.” (End of Chapter)