The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 139: The Outsider
Seeing the guilty look on Seventh Uncle's face, Xiao Cui sighed helplessly and then said:
"Alright, alright, now that you're done with your work, go and have a rest. I'll figure out a way to fix this wall later."

"It's okay if it's ugly. At most you can just add some mud to it and maybe even plant some flowers on it."

After putting out the fire in the stove, Xiao Cui closed all the doors.

The courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Early the next morning.

Qiu Sheng happily ran to his aunt's house:

"Aunt, I'm back!"

Hearing Qiu Sheng's shout, the aunt who was cutting pickles and eating tofu pudding beside him glanced at him and then said unhappily:
"You're here, so why are you shouting so much? Have you eaten? If not, eat something here."

Hearing what his aunt said, Qiu Sheng chuckled, then moved closer to the table, and then took a bowl and served himself a bowl of tofu pudding:

"I just missed you, so I came here early in the morning. I haven't eaten yet, and I also like to eat tofu pudding."

Some pickles were put into the tofu pudding, and Qiu Sheng started to eat it with a slurp, looking so happy.

Seeing this brat coming to eat for free, my aunt's face was full of disgust:
"…You missed me so much that you just came this morning?"

After hearing his aunt's slightly disdainful words, Qiu Sheng held onto his aunt's arm and refused to let go:

"...Aunt~"

Seeing Qiu Sheng still acting like a child even though he was so old, the aunt turned his head aside and then took the bowl of rice with some disgust:
"Just eat, why are you acting like a child? You are so old, don't you see that Uncle Seven is still here?"

Hearing this, Qiu Sheng, who was still slurping his tofu pudding, looked very happy at the moment:
"I'm still a child..."

Seeing Qiu Sheng's shameless look, the aunt nodded his head and then smiled helplessly:
"You...you..."

When she said this, my aunt paused, and then said to him:
"Since you're back, you can look after the store in the front today. You've been in the charity cemetery for such a long time, and you didn't even come back to help me..."

After dinner, Qiu Sheng happily walked to the rouge shop and started selling rouge for his aunt.

Opposite the Rouge Shop is the Yihong Tower.

Under these famous red lanterns, there are many young girls in cool clothes standing.

Although he had never been inside, he found it very interesting to look at it from the outside.

This was also the fun of Qiu Sheng selling goods before.

Return to Yizhuang.

As soon as he walked to the pavilion near the small lake in his wheelchair, Song Feng saw two figures inside:
"...Hmm? Are there guests?"

Seeing this, Song Feng pushed the wheelchair into the pavilion and looked at the two people inside.

Take a closer look.

Besides Uncle Jiu, there was also a Taoist priest wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe in the small pavilion.

The Taoist looked younger.

At this moment, the Taoist was chatting happily with Uncle Jiu, and they seemed to be in a state of drinking with a close friend and could never get enough.

Seeing Song Feng coming over in a wheelchair, Uncle Jiu quickly stood up and introduced the two people:

"Seventh uncle, this is Taoist Huang, a senior disciple of Xuanwei Sect. Fellow Taoist Huang, this is the seventh uncle of the town."

"Friend Huang, don't look at the fact that Uncle Seventh is already so old, but he is still strong and healthy now!"

After hearing both parties' names, Taoist Huang immediately bowed and greeted them:

"Meet Seventh Uncle!"

Seeing Taoist Huang in front of him bowing to him, Song Feng smiled and nodded, then waved his hand:
"Don't be so polite, please sit down..."

After hearing what his seventh uncle said, Taoist Huang sat down, looking very polite.

Being older and having a higher seniority is an advantage.

There's nothing wrong with taking advantage of your seniority!

After the three of them sat down, Uncle Jiu spoke:
"Friend Huang, as you said, you are here to investigate a murder case. Do you have any clues?"

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, the Taoist Huang, who was wearing a yellow robe, suddenly became serious.

Then he said seriously:

"This murder case is not an ordinary murder case, but a murder using evil methods."

"Every dead person's internal organs were emptied out, and even their bodies were chopped into several pieces after death."

"I suspect this has something to do with the evil sorcerer, or maybe even the mountain elves and monsters."

Hearing what Huang Daoren said, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frowned:

"Friend Huang, do you mean to say that this case is likely to involve collusion between humans and demons? If so, it will be troublesome."

Although it is a bit troublesome to deal with simple monsters, as long as you find the right method, you can catch them one by one.

If it is just an evil sorcerer, it would be easy to deal with.

What we are afraid of is that the demon will collude with each other to complement each other. If that happens, things will become a little troublesome.

The wisdom of man and the weirdness of demon.

The monsters that can cooperate with the evil cultivators are not good people at all.

Seeing Uncle Jiu's slightly solemn expression, Huang Daoren nodded, seeming a little uncertain:
"I think it's very likely..."

When he said this, Huang Daoren paused, then said:
"Of course, all of this is my speculation. No one will know what happened until the murderer is caught."

“Before you think about failure, think about success. Be mentally prepared in advance so that you won’t panic when the time comes.”

"Besides, a demon who escapes everywhere and only commits crimes occasionally may not be a strong man."

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu nodded. After all, even the Huang Dao people who were chasing after them didn't know the specific situation, so it was useless for them to guess.

When he said this, Huang Daoren seemed to have remembered something, and then he said:
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Lin, I heard there is a town called Teng Teng in the south. It is said that the zombies there are very fierce. Have you ever been there?"

People born in the Year of the Zodiac seem to have a pure heart. They don't think about anything and just say whatever they want.

It's not that annoying.

After hearing what Huang Daoren said about Teng Teng Town, Uncle Jiu seemed to remember something, then nodded and said:
"I've been to Tengteng Town before, and the zombies there are very fierce."

"But after I went there, I asked for help from Maoshan. I think the zombies in Teng Teng Town must have been restrained again."

It is not his style to make things worse. Since the formation has been broken, he naturally has to find a way to repair it.

It just so happened that the Maoshan headquarters had an ancestral magic weapon specifically for dealing with zombies, so he directly sent a letter and handed the matter over to the headquarters.

Such a long time has passed, if Huang Daoren hadn't brought it up, he would have almost forgotten about it. But since there was no major news, it must be that the zombies in Teng Teng Town have been restrained by the headquarters.

After receiving Uncle Jiu's affirmative answer, Huang Daoren nodded, looking as if his curiosity had been satisfied:
"It turns out there really is a whole town of zombies. It looks like I'll have to go check it out after I take care of this monster."

At the end of the conversation, Huang Daoren seemed a little curious about what it would be like to have a whole town of zombies.

Everyone chatted for a while.

After Song Feng realized that they were talking about all kinds of strange things, he lost interest and pushed his wheelchair back to his room.

After all, practicing magic power is more important.

It would be better to use this time to circulate the power a few more times, so that when you have time you can cultivate and recover the lost magic power.

Until night time.

Wencai, who was ordered to buy wine and food to entertain the new Taoist friends, prepared a table of delicious dishes as a way of welcoming Mr. Huang.

Qiu Sheng is back too.

When Huang Daoren saw Qiu Sheng and felt the majestic energy in his body, he couldn't help but sigh:

"The disciples under your tutelage are all outstanding. At such a young age, they have already made progress towards the Five Qis and Spiritual Ascension. They are truly the envy of others!"

Even at his age, he has only just cultivated his magic power and can travel through the Twelve Floors of the Tower.

If Qiu Sheng reaches his age, he will definitely be much better than him. It's really enviable!
Seeing the Huang Daoren's heartfelt sigh, Uncle Jiu's mouth curled up slightly, and then he spoke modestly:

"No, no, Brother Huang, your praise is too much. These brats don't practice well and I've spoiled them all!"

It has to be said that with Qiu Sheng's successful example, he was able to hold his head up high in front of his peers.

To say that Qiu Sheng was a useless kid in the past simply means that he failed to keep up with the level of the new generation of Maoshan disciples.

Even among the righteous sects in the world, Maoshan is at the top of the list.

Maoshan disciples are the envy of everyone else and are considered high-level talents in the world of cultivation.

Now that Qiu Sheng has drawn out his essence and entered the true practice of Taoism, he can be considered to have caught up with the first echelon of the new generation of Maoshan disciples.

At his age, he can be considered outstanding in any sect in the world.

Finished dinner happily.

Then, Huang Daoren, who picked up the compass and carried the peach wood sword, began to prepare to explore the situation near Renjia Town at night:

"Brother Lin, I have been chasing that demon all the way to Renjia Town. I am afraid that it will bring harm to Renjia Town, so I will keep watch outside tonight."

"If you are lucky enough and encounter a monster, you can cast a spell to kill it. If that doesn't work, I hope you can help me!"

When he said this, he took out a small paper crane from his pocket and placed it in Uncle Jiu's hand:
"This is the tracking paper crane that our Xuanwei sect uses to communicate. If a paper crane relies on induction to find a fellow Taoist, it means that something has happened to me."

"...Brother Dao, I'm going first!"

When he said this, Huang Daoren walked away with the peach wood sword on his back.

Looking at Huang Daoren's departing back, Qiu Sheng suddenly said:
"Why do I feel like he is making arrangements for his funeral?"

After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Uncle Jiu hit him hard on the head:
"Why is this brat talking so harshly? I'm just demonstrating my responsibility with my own actions!"

When he said this, Uncle Jiu looked into the distance and then whispered softly:

"Since this evil demon could be chased and killed by Fellow Daoist Huang, he must not be a very capable person."

“Even if he has the ability, with Fellow Daoist Huang’s twelve-story cultivation, it shouldn’t be that easy for him to get into trouble…”

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu also felt that it made a lot of sense. He then waved his hand and walked towards the charity cemetery:

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed early. Maybe there will be new clues tomorrow."

"And the Feng Shui tree in Gaoshan Town will surely sprout branches and burst into life after a while."

"During this period of time, you should consolidate your foundation and ensure that nothing goes wrong with you. Then I will lend you the vitality of the Feng Shui tree to help you draw out another vitality!"

The new generation of disciples who can draw out two essential energies are already considered to be among the best.

Although they are not able to widen the gap and show obvious fighting effectiveness at present, this is also very good.

At the next Maoshan Conference, he will definitely give his fellow disciples a big surprise!

the other side.

Huang Daoren kept observing the compass, looking for the trace of the monster, and unknowingly walked out of the town along the path.

I don't know if it's luck or what.

He followed the compass and came to the dilapidated mountain temple where Song Feng once stayed.

Looking at the dilapidated mountain temple and the direction of the compass in his hand, Huang Daoren carefully drew out the peach wood sword and then hung the compass around his waist:
"The sky is vast, the earth is vast, the ancestors shine their light for me..."

As he continued to chant the spell, the peach wood sword in his hand began to glow.

Then, he held the soul-calming spirit in his left hand and the peach wood sword in his right hand, and walked carefully towards the mountain temple.

"Wow..."

He gently lifted a tattered curtain, and then Huang Daoren turned his gaze towards the main hall of the mountain god temple.

However, when he saw the scene inside, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide, his eyes were bloodshot:
"...Demon, die!"

Looking into the mountain god temple, I saw that the walls of the temple were covered with human skins as thin as cicada wings.

Each piece of human skin has all the facial features intact and appears very complete, as if it had been perfectly peeled off from the body.

Not only that.

At this moment, in the main hall of the mountain god temple, there was a person whose body was covered in blood and whose face could not be seen clearly, who was dressing up.

It really looks like the painted skin in ancient myths and legends!
Looking at the Huang Dao man rushing over, the bloody figure seemed to be unconcerned:
"…I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

When he said this, he just reached forward and lightly grabbed a piece of human skin, then threw it fiercely at the Huang Dao man:
"Brush it!"

The human skin was instantly split into two when it touched the peach wood sword, but after the human skin was torn, Huang Daoren fell to the ground in a daze:
"You...you...this is impossible..."

Looking at the Huang Daoren with an incredible expression, the bloody figure held a knife as thin as a cicada's wing and began to cut down from his forehead:
"If you didn't show weakness and let me control you, how could you have come here alone?"

"Just accept your fate. Don't worry, I am very skilled at skinning you. I guarantee it will only hurt you for a short while..."

The voice that was deliberately made gentle made Huang Daoren feel desperate.

For a moment, sporadic cutting sounds continued to be heard from the mountain temple in the wilderness, which sounded very strange.

(End of this chapter)