From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 101 Old Tree Thunder Stake
There was still nothing unusual on Li Yang's face, except for a brief pause. Although he looked relaxed on the outside, there were already waves in his heart.

Although Li Yang's object control was upgraded to sword control together with the sword technique, the ability to control objects was still retained. Following the breath, Li Yang grabbed an object in the pond while the old lady returned to the house.

The thing that was caught was a black mass wrapped in mud. Li Yang did not touch it but wrapped it with cloth.

I found a faucet to clean off the sludge, and the true appearance of the thing was revealed.

It was a gold ring, a gold necklace and some pieces of cloth.

The gold necklace still had a price tag on it, and the fabric was white and blue, with the emblem of a high school vaguely visible in it.

At this moment, a group of people hurriedly walked by on the road. Li Yang saw clearly that the person leading them was the village chief whom he had just parted with.

The village chief was furious, his face looked anxious and angry, and there was a hint of unrelieved worry in his eyes.

Seeing Li Yang, the village chief came up and asked:
"Master Li, have you seen my daughter and the others? When I came back, all three of them disappeared!"

The village chief was in a hurry. He guessed that his stubborn daughter had probably run away to the South Mountain!
On the South Mountain, Zhao Ziyao was somewhat happy when she saw Chen Hao for the first time.

"I saw you in the village and noticed that you were heading up the mountain. I was a little worried, so I followed you."

Zhao Ziyao had no doubts about what Chen Hao said. In her opinion, she and Chen Hao had always been as close as siblings.

"Junior Sister Ziyao, what is this?"

"Oh, this is my little follower Chen Hao, he is very good at studying." Gong Qi saw the person coming and asked curiously.

Seeing Gong Qi, Chen Hao hurriedly handed over the statue in his hand.

"You and that sister should be looking for this, right?"

Seeing the statue in Chen Hao's hand, Zhao Ziyao asked quickly: "Isn't this something from the shrine? Why is it in your hand?"

Chen Hao patted Zhao Ziyao's forehead speechlessly and said, "Sister Zhao, have you forgotten that this shrine has been abandoned for many years? When we were young, there were thieves in the village and you and I went into the mountains to play. You were worried that the statue would be stolen, so you buried it in the woods with me."

"Uh..." Zhao Ziyao scratched her head. She was lawless when she was a child and caused so much trouble. How could she remember all that?

The statue had five faces, some happy, some sad, some angry, and some evil. Gong Qi didn't know if this was what Lu Ping was looking for. He picked up the statue, thanked her, and went into the shrine.

Zhao Ziyao's eyes turned red, and she pulled Chen Hao to squat in front of the black charcoal willow pile.

"Haozi, why is my mother gone?"

Chen Hao smiled unnaturally: "A few months ago, there was a thunder in Nanshan, and it kept striking this way, splitting the old willow tree into this state. The old people in the village said that the tree had become a spirit, so God couldn't stand it and split it down."

"Bullshit, a spirit? What spirit? You didn't even tell me such a big thing..." Zhao Ziyao's tone suddenly dropped. She remembered that Chen Hao's family conditions were not enough to support him to have a smartphone.

Chen Hao seemed to sense the hidden meaning behind Zhao Ziyao's words and suddenly took out a mobile phone: "I haven't even added your contact information, how can I notify you?"

Zhao Ziyao was shocked, because the mobile phone that Chen Hao took out was a new model that Maple Leaf had just released. She had begged her father for a long time but he was reluctant to buy it for her.

"Where did you get so much money, kid?"

Zhao Ziyao immediately became suspicious, because Chen Hao was only a high school student.

Chen Hao was vague about the details and said that this was a reward from the government for his bravery.

Zhao Ziyao didn't suspect anything and added the contact information.

Zhao Ziyao didn't notice that the closer she got to the willow pile ruins, the shadow of a golden leaf in Chen Hao's eyes became brighter and his expression became more peaceful.

Zhao Ziyao still found it hard to accept her godmother's bizarre death, so she had to complain to Chen Hao.

Not only did Zhao Ziyao recognize the old willow tree as her godmother, but many children in the village also recognized the old willow tree as their godmother. Rural people, especially those in slightly more affluent villages, don't have the idea of ​​rolling up their sleeves from childhood. When adults are working, children who are not in school or on vacation will go crazy all over the village and the mountains.

Zhao Ziyao was an undisputed scourge of Nanxi Village. This willow tree was her designated secret base at the time, and it was the place where Chen Hao, Wu Min and she spent their childhood.

"I still remember that you were so shy and introverted, following me with inferiority every day. Now, you are considered a little celebrity in our Nanxi Village." Zhao Ziyao suppressed her sadness and patted Chen Hao on the shoulder.

At this moment, Gong Qi and Lu Ping also walked out of the shrine. Seeing Lu Ping's expression, Zhao Ziyao knew that this senior sister probably didn't gain anything.

"Classmate, your name is Chen Hao, right?"

Lu Ping quickened her pace, walked up to Chen Hao with the statue in her hand, and asked anxiously.

"Look at this statue. There should be a bead on the forehead. Why can't I see it now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyao took the statue and found a hollow dent on the forehead of the statue. It seemed that a bead had been embedded there.

"I don't know. I just dug out this statue."

It had been so long that Zhao Ziyao couldn't remember when she had done this ridiculous thing. She helped Chen Hao and said, "It was probably gone at the beginning. The marks are not new. I don't know how many years ago they fell off."

Chen Hao nodded, Lu Ping sighed in disappointment, and handed the statue back to Chen Hao.

"Senior, what are you looking for? Why are you so excited when I talk about this Wutong Temple?" Zhao Ziyao asked curiously.

"Nothing... nothing, just some historical and customs research..."

"Senior sister, you are a geology graduate student, but you are still studying historical customs. That's amazing!"

Lu Ping smiled with difficulty.

Chen Hao held the statue in his hand and suddenly lowered his head and asked, "By the way, Sister Zhao, I heard that you brought back a Taoist friend, right?"

As soon as they got the statue, the three of them did not notice that in Chen Hao's eyes as he lowered his head, the golden leaf pattern became fainter and fainter, replaced by a ferocious and cold look.

"Yes, how did you know that?"

"I heard it from the villagers, and I've recently become interested in Taoist fortune-telling and the like."

"You are a good young man from Shuchuan Province, how can you believe this?" Zhao Ziyao paused and said, "But that Taoist Priest Li is really powerful. He is not an ordinary Taoist priest who chants scriptures."

"Then, has that Taoist priest ever told your fortunes?"

Chen Hao lowered his head even lower, his body shaking unconsciously.

The image of the old man with the fire pattern on his body appeared in his mind.
He said that the Taoist priest knew a fortune-telling technique and could predict someone's fortune for the day.

Gong Qi noticed Chen Hao's strange trembling body and felt uneasy. He was about to stop the two women from responding, but the absent-minded Zhao Ziyao had already answered.
"Where did this fortune teller come from? Taoist Priest Li is not very approachable and he barely said a word."

Chen Hao's trembling body suddenly stopped. He raised his head and smiled mysteriously.

"Is...is that so..."

The willow stake suddenly cracked, and purple-black light appeared in the eyes of the statue held in the hand.

Zhao Ziyao screamed and pointed to a place: "Chen Hao, Senior Sister Lu Ping, look over there, why is there fog on Nanshan again!"

Zhao Ziyao's voice sounded faintly like crying. Lu Ping and Gong Qi subconsciously looked around. They saw that the fog that should have appeared once every half a month had already spread from the cracks in the rocks of the mountain.

The energy of the entire Nanshan Mountain suddenly dissipated, the magic circle was activated, and endless clouds and mist began to cover the mountain again.

(End of this chapter)