The Northern Song Dynasty returned south, seeking the truth of the Dao.

On the way back, Wang Zhenhuan kept thinking about one thing: whether this evil Taoist priest would come to town for a night raid. He had never thought of this before.

Because the yamen (government office) is an important place of government, imbued with righteousness. Evil spirits are inherently weaker within the yamen. But this evil Taoist priest is different; he is a registered Taoist priest and is unaffected by this official atmosphere.

It's no secret that Okiko isn't in town right now. A little inquiry would reveal that. If he's so inclined, tonight is the perfect opportunity for revenge.

As the saying goes, the evil deeds of a villain are like killing one's parents. Although Wang Zhenhuan believed that Wang Zhenhuan was using a heinous method that should be stopped, he saw Wang Zhenhuan as someone who was ruining his path.

Moreover, this person's true form is a weasel. Weasels are known for holding grudges. It's their nature, and even after transforming into human form, they cannot avoid it.

Like Ao Shuang, although he had taken human form, his personality remained like that of an old tortoise—he preferred to stay still if possible. If it weren't for the matter at the cave, he might still be hibernating at home.

Therefore, Wang Zhen was certain that if this evil Taoist priest intended to retaliate, he would definitely launch a night attack tonight! His expression was solemn as he pondered countermeasures. He didn't say much along the way.

After walking for about half an hour, they returned to the Xiayi government office. Ao Shuang was already waiting at the door. Seeing that the group had carried back a large coffin, she became suspicious and immediately stepped forward to ask.

"Young man, where have you been? I thought you'd left without saying goodbye and headed south. What's the use of this coffin? Why did you go out and come back with a coffin?"

"Oh, don't even mention it. Do I look like I'm heading south? I'll tell you later. And please trouble you, Master Lu, to have the brothers put the coffin in the courtyard." Wang Zhenhuan waved to Ao Shuang, then said to Master Lu.

"No problem, no problem, brothers, let's do this one more time and put it here." The clerk nodded in agreement and directed everyone to carry the coffin to the courtyard, where it was placed on the ground with a muffled thud.

"Good heavens, what's inside that's so heavy?" Ao Shuang was startled when she heard the voice. This coffin was so heavy? No wonder it took seven or eight people to lift it.

Seeing that Wang Zhenhuan was talking to his advisor and wasn't responding, he went to the coffin, intending to push open the lid to see what was inside. Wang Zhenhuan, terrified, quickly stopped him.

"Don't open it!! Whatever you do, don't open it!! I went through a lot of trouble to seal this coffin."

"A seal? Is there something dirty inside?" Ao Shuang was a Taoist priest after all, and upon hearing Wang Zhenhuan's words, she immediately understood his meaning and asked with a frown.

Wang Zhenhuan nodded slightly, then turned to Master Lu and said, "Master, it's getting late. Let us all go back and rest. Thank you all for your hard work. I'll treat you to some wine another day."

"Oh, Master, what are you saying? Don't be so polite in the future. We're all family here. Besides, the silver you gave me last time is still at the restaurant and I haven't used it all."

Master Lu responded, then waved his hand at the constables and said, "Get out of here. Go back and rest early. It's cold and the roads are slippery. Be careful not to get caught by rats."

"Catching mice" is a local slang term meaning to slip and fall, the movement resembling catching a mouse on the ground, hence the name "catching mice." The constables nodded and smiled when they heard Master Lu's words.

He cupped his hands in greeting to the group and then left the yamen. Wang Zhenhuan watched them disappear into the darkness, then patted his clerk on the shoulder and said to him and Ao Shuang.

"Master, brother, come to my room, I have something to say to you." After saying that, he turned and walked into the room.

Upon hearing Wang Zhenhuan's words, Ao Shuang and the advisor exchanged a glance, then looked at the coffin on the ground. They turned and followed Wang Zhenhuan inside. Once inside, Wang Zhenhuan lit an oil lamp.

He sat down at the table and said to the two men, "Sit down. I have something I'd like to discuss with you about the coffin in the courtyard. Oh, and by the way, clerk, when you go out later, please arrange a place for Old Sun to stay."

"Where are you arranging him to go? He's not going back tonight? What happened, Daoist Master?" Master Lu immediately understood the implication in Wang Zhenhuan's words.

"Ask Old Sun for details. In short, no matter what sounds you hear tonight, you must tell everyone to stay inside and not open the door until dawn," Wang Zhenhuan said.

"This..." Master Lu hesitated. But seeing that Wang Zhen's solemn expression seemed genuine, he gritted his teeth and nodded, saying, "Alright! We'll do as the Taoist priest says. I'll go and inform everyone right away."

After saying that, he got up and left the room. Only then did Wang Zhenhuan look at Ao Shuang and ask, "Brother, I encountered a demon in human form tonight. I almost didn't make it back."

Upon hearing Wang Zhenhuan's words, Ao Shuang was immediately startled. She then grasped his hand and asked, "What kind of demon? You have already been ordained and possess countless magical abilities. Who could possibly harm you?"

"I wasn't injured, but my spiritual energy was depleted, and my divine sense was somewhat damaged. If it were an ordinary demon, even if I couldn't defeat it, I was confident I could escape unscathed. This one is different."

Like his elder brother, he was a Daoist priest ordained through the Shangqing lineage. He even knew the Li Huo Tian Xiang technique. I fought him and almost lost. I had to summon a deity to scare him away," Wang said, still shaken.

"Wait a minute, how could summoning a deity to the mortal realm scare away a Taoist priest who has been ordained? Ordination is bestowed by Heaven, and no heavenly thunder or descending immortals and gods can harm the ordained Taoist priest. How could he be scared away by you?" Ao Shuang asked, frowning.

"The strange thing is that I was summoning the Western constellation Kui Mulang, but I didn't expect it to consume so much spiritual energy, almost exhausting all of my spiritual energy."

Who would have thought that the demon would be so frightened by the appearance of Kui Mulang that it would flee in panic? I only learned later from the Star Lord that heavenly lightning and immortals do not harm those who have received ordination.” Wang Zhenhuan shook his head and said.

"Is that so? Then this demon must not have received its ordination through the proper channels; it must have had some extraordinary encounter. Heavenly lightning and immortals do not harm those who receive ordination; that's common sense," Ao Shuang said, frowning.

"Yes, that's what I thought too. But that guy's true form is a weasel, and he needs to be ordained. I was afraid he would attack the yamen at night, so I rushed back with them," Wang Zhenhuan said.

"A night raid? He has the guts? What exactly is in your coffin that he's so obsessed with?" Ao Shuang asked Wang Zhenhuan.

"Inside is a medicinal wine made by soaking unborn offspring of alien species; it can enhance cultivation..."