I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 12 The Old Woman Asks the Immortal
Yu Qi Guang's voice trembled. How could he not see that the old man in front of him was possessed?

"You still consider me a fellow Taoist?"

Lu Wujiu bit his words, his face full of meaning.

"Misunderstanding!"

Yu Qi Guang waved his hands repeatedly, his voice filled with tears.

"Misunderstanding? You've seen my grave, and you've also deceived me into giving away the magical instruments from the old Lu Temple. So, are you planning to wipe out my entire family?"

"How dare I! I was bewitched and blinded by greed, so I did something despicable. I hope you will forgive me!"

"Return the things."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Yu Qi Guang nodded repeatedly and took out all the magic weapons he had extorted.

Unexpectedly, Lu Wujiu narrowed his eyes and said, "Qingtan gave away more than just these, right?"

Yu Qiguang was anxious: "Are they all here?"

"is it?"

As Lu Wujiu spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed into the air, and a Sanqing Bell fell into his palm.

The sight of the Void Capture and the iconic Three Purities Bell made Yu Qiguang's eyelids twitch. He gritted his teeth and said, "And, and..."

As he said this, he hurriedly took out another magic weapon.

It was he who blew out the bone whistle of souls.

"roll!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Yu Qi Guang felt as if he had been pardoned, and hurried down the mountain.

"and many more!"

Yu Qi Guang's face froze, and when he turned around, he looked like he was about to cry.

"Take this turbid fellow away from me."

Lu Wujiu said this, then put away the bell and left the old man's body.

The old man trembled all over and looked around in confusion, not knowing what had just happened.
Yu Qi Guang rushed over, grabbed the old man and walked down the mountain. His steps were so fast and his expression was so anxious, as if there was an evil ghost eating him behind him!
Even when an old woman on the mountain path spoke to him, he ignored her and only slowed down his pace after he ran out of Lao Lu Mountain in one breath.

He did not dare to be careless. He used his magic power and opened his Yin-Yang eyes. Seeing Wu Gui chasing him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, Master, I have done everything you said. Look..."

The old man came up to Yu Qi Guang, smiling and spreading his palms.

"Look at your uncle, get out!"

Yu Qi Guang looked at the extremely dazzling face in front of him and was immediately furious. He kicked him to the ground. Even so, he was still not satisfied and continued to kick him, cursing.

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!"

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I, I don't want any money anymore..."

The old man rolled on the ground after being kicked, begging incessantly. After a while, his voice gradually became weaker and finally disappeared completely.

"Whoop whoosh!"

Yu Qi Guang gasped and finally stopped.

He looked at the corpse at his feet, took out a soft ghost leather bag from his arms, and gently put it over the old man. A dying soul was put into the bag.

However, after entering, he was confused.

Why is he still catching wandering ghosts? Li Guanzhu is already dead, and there is no one to collect his soul.

and many more!

Li Guanzhu?
Is that really Li Guanzhu?

Yu Qi Guang's eyes became uncertain.

In his memory, Master Li Guan has always been decisive and ruthless in killing.

There was absolutely no reason to let him go in this kind of situation, especially since he had done a lot of private things for him.

Could it be that wasn't Li Guanzhu?
Or is it that Li Guanzhu's body has died and his teachings have disappeared, becoming just an empty shell?

……

After Yu Qi Guang left, Liu Qingtan immediately bit his tongue, opened his third eye, looked around, and sure enough, he saw Master Wu Jiu standing like a green pine under the eaves next to him.

"Ancestor..." Liu Qingtan shouted subconsciously, with a hint of grievance and pride in his voice.

Lu Wujiu asked:
"From now on, don't open your third eye..."

Before Liu Qingtan's expression changed, Lu Wujiu continued, "The bone whistle that guy left behind can summon souls. Although it's not a legitimate way, it's good for communication occasionally."

Liu Qingtan immediately became happy when he heard this.

"Yes, Patriarch."

"When did you realize something was wrong?"

"After receiving the written receipt the day before yesterday, I felt something was wrong."

"Alas! I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

"No grievance."

"What are you going to do next? Will you guard this Taoist temple forever?"

"Yes! Senior Brother and Third Brother have always wanted to carry forward the Taoist temple, but Master is greedy for Zen, so the temple has always been sparsely populated. I want to guard the temple and wait until I have the ability to fulfill the wishes of Senior Brother and Third Brother."

Liu Qingtan said this and suddenly asked:

"Ancestor, why didn't you kill Yu Qiguang just now?"

Lu Wujiu's eyelids twitched when he heard Liu Qingtan's words. He was indeed the disciple of the old Taoist priest... full of murderous intent!
"The situation at Lao Lu Temple will eventually get out. Let them know that your master is still alive, and perhaps some trouble can be avoided."

Liu Qingtan suddenly understood after hearing this.

Little did he know that Lu Wujiu was not sure he could kill Yu Qi Guang.

He now calls her the Fairy of Books!
To put it bluntly, it's just a remnant soul that borrowed the old Taoist's prestige. It can scare people, but if they really fight, it's hard to say who will win.

Thinking of this, Lu Wujiu suddenly felt a little melancholy.

To be honest, he still likes Lao Luguan very much. It is quiet and pure, and very suitable for spiritual practice.

But judging from Yu Qi Guang's situation, the news of the old Taoist priest's death will spread sooner or later.

He didn't know what the characters of the cultivators in this world were like, but looking at Yu Qi Guang's appearance, he was probably not much better!
We have to make plans early!
Thinking of this, he was about to give a few instructions, but suddenly his eyes looked towards the mountain path and he stopped talking.

But then they saw an old woman with disheveled hair and a haggard look staggering over. When she came close to the two of them, she asked in a reserved manner:

"Two Immortals, is this the Laolu Temple?"

Lu Wujiu looked surprised: "Can you see me?"

The old woman said, "You are joking, Immortal. My eyesight may be dim, but I am not blind."

Lu Wujiu and Liu Qingtan looked at each other in bewilderment... Seeing a ghost is a sign of impending death!
Liu Qingtan said, "This is exactly the Lao Lu Temple. I wonder what brings you here, old man?"

The old woman's face was filled with excitement. "I heard that the immortals here can summon the Black and White Impermanence. Is that true?"

Liu Qingtan glanced at Lu Wujiu and nodded, "Of course I take it seriously."

"That's great! That's great... cough cough... cough cough..."

The old woman got so excited that she started coughing uncontrollably. Liu Qingtan was so scared that he quickly reached out to support her, fearing that she would die before she could catch her breath.

"Old man, please sit inside and talk slowly. There's no rush."

"No, no, I just want to ask a question."

The old woman waved her hands, and it took a while for her to catch her breath. She raised her head and squinted her cloudy old eyes, glancing at Liu Qingtan. Finally, her gaze fell on Lu Wujiu, who looked more reliable, and asked hopefully:

"The immortal can summon the Black and White Impermanence, so I guess the underworld must be real, right?"

Lu Wujiu's heart moved:
"Why do you ask this, old man?"

"To be honest, Immortal, my good-for-nothing son died on the street a while ago. I, I just want to see him."

When these words came out, Liu Qingtan's eyes trembled slightly.

If this answer existed, wouldn't the old woman follow it?

Lu Wujiu had obviously thought of this as well. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Even if the underworld exists, your son might have already been reincarnated. Why bother with that?"

The old woman was anxious: "So I want to ask the immortal to cast a spell and ask the Black and White Impermanence whether my son is still in the underworld?"

Lu Wujiu remained silent for a while and asked:
"I wonder what the old man's son's name is?"

"My son's surname is Zhou, and his given name is Zhong, which means the top scorer in high school!"

"Mid-week?"

(End of this chapter)