Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Yang Ping'an pondered how the news that no one could leave the town had reached Old Master Yang's hands.

Could there be some conspiracy targeting the Yang family in this matter, especially since it involves the Black Obsidian Inspectors led by the Xiao family?

"Young master, your food is here." The shopkeeper ended the conversation when he saw the waiter carrying the tray.

The young waiter carefully placed the food on the table and removed the tray.

Yang Pingan picked up his chopsticks and took out a piece of red, shiny, and trembling braised pork. It melted in his mouth, the meat was tender and smooth, and it tasted great with the fragrant white rice.

Yang Ping'an focused on eating, taking a bite of braised pork and a bite of white rice, enjoying his meal immensely.

After finishing his meal, Yang Pingan drank a glass of cold water and called the restaurant to settle the bill.

Yang Ping'an had a general understanding of what had happened in this remote town, and next he decided to search for relevant evidence at the Yang family's stronghold.

Yang Ping'an did not believe that all the Taoist priests of the Yang family in this small town had been corrupted by the town mayor.

Yang Ping'an left the restaurant and walked towards the building with the Yang family logo in his consciousness.

"Who goes there? Stop here!" Yang Ping'an was stopped by a Taoist priest as soon as he reached the gate.

Yang Ping'an's divine sense had already scanned the entire building inside and out several times.

Apart from a few Taoist priests who were still resting, the other three were chatting idly inside. There were no items in the building that shouldn't be there.

Based on the information provided by Grandpa Yang, Yang Ping'an confirmed that everyone was here, which saved him a lot of time searching.

Under Yang Ping'an's divine sense probing, he believed that nothing could deceive him.

"The token is here, I don't need to say anything more, right?" Yang Ping'an took out the token representing Old Master Yang from his pocket and showed it to the Taoist who had stopped him.

"Greetings, Patriarch." The gatekeeper Taoist priest saw the token in Yang Ping'an's hand and quickly bowed.

"Lead the way, I have some questions to ask you," Yang Ping'an commanded the gatekeeper as he stepped through the gate.

"Yes, sir. This way, please." The gatekeeper was apprehensive at this moment. Yang Ping'an, holding the family head's token, had come to this small town stronghold for what purpose?

He clung to a sliver of hope, wishing that Yang Ping'an was just passing by and not deliberately trying to cause trouble.

"Please wait a moment, sir, I will go and fetch them." The gatekeeper led Yang Ping'an to the office area and found only three colleagues there. He looked at Yang Ping'an awkwardly.

"You should treat this important family member well," the gatekeeper said, giving one of the other Taoist priests a wink.

"Please have a seat, sir." Receiving his gesture, the Taoist priest smiled and brought Yang Ping'an a chair, pouring him tea.

Yang Ping'an noticed their subtle movements, but remained calm and continued to observe, trying to see what they were planning to do.

"I wonder if there's anything we can help you with in this remote area, sir?" the Taoist priest who was pouring tea asked tentatively, rubbing his hands together.

The other two Taoist priests also sat upright, waiting for Yang Ping'an's reply.

"Why did I come here? Why don't you guess?" Yang Ping'an asked casually, toying with the cup in his hand.

"Could it be that the family saw how hard our lives are and sent an official to comfort us?" The Taoist's words made Yang Ping'an unable to help but smile.

"Haha, although our daily life is a bit tough, it's all for the development of the family and the stability of the Qi Dao Alliance. This is what we should do, and it's not worth your condolences, sir."

Seeing the smile on Yang Ping'an's face, the Taoist priest thought he had guessed correctly, breathed a sigh of relief, and delivered a fair and impartial speech.

The other two Taoist priests laughed and echoed his guess, making polite remarks.

Yang Ping'an ignored the group of people, his divine sense fixed on the gatekeeper Taoist.

"Get up quickly, people from the family have come to visit. Go to the main hall to greet them." The gatekeeper opened the door to the rest room and woke up the group of resting Taoists one by one.

He took advantage of the chaos to run out of the Yang family's courtyard and hurriedly ran towards the town mayor's residence.

Amidst a flurry of activity, they straightened their Taoist robes and hurried to the main hall where Yang Ping'an was.

"Greetings, Your Excellency," they greeted Yang Ping'an with a jumbled bow.

"Find a place to sit down," Yang Ping'an said to the Taoist priests of the Yang family as he stood up.

One of the Taoist priests noticed Yang Ping'an's evasive gaze and, thinking of the punishments he had suffered at home, broke out in a cold sweat and hid behind the others.

He was the Taoist priest who had eaten for free at noon; he never expected that Yang Ping'an would catch him red-handed.

He looked at the person who was pouring the tea, and the Taoist priest nodded slightly to him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"I know everyone here is curious about why I'm here," Yang Ping'an said, strutting around in front of the crowd.

"Didn't you come to comfort us, sir?" the two Taoist priests asked, unaware of what was going on.

"Originally, I was supposed to come to offer my condolences, but some of you have done things that have brought shame to our entire Yang family."

Yang Ping'an gave the freeloading Taoist priest and the tea-pouring Taoist priest a meaningful look, then looked away.

"How could we do something that would bring shame to our family?" The two men noticed Yang Ping'an's gaze and asked guiltily.

"That's right, we have always been conscientious and impartial in enforcing the law."

"Has Your Excellency been misled?" A group of Taoist priests said with dissatisfaction upon hearing Yang Ping'an's words.

"Quiet down. I believe that most of you are pillars of our Yang family and would not do anything to harm the family." Yang Ping'an used his magic to suppress the crowd's discussion.

"But inevitably there are some parasites clinging to the family, sucking our blood. The bad things they do damage the reputation and interests of the entire Yang family."

"Because of the bad deeds done by a group of bad people, we all have to bear the consequences for them."

When we go out in public, everyone points and whispers about us, making us feel ashamed in front of our friends and family, and making our younger generations feel ashamed in front of their peers.

"Can everyone tolerate the existence of such people? We absolutely cannot tolerate the existence of these parasites," Yang Ping'an continued.

"These parasites must be severely punished!" The Taoist priests imagined the scene Yang Ping'an described and shouted indignantly.

Only two Taoist priests, pale-faced and trembling, echoed the crowd's calls, trying their best to hide themselves among them.

"This magical artifact in my hand can detect whether anyone is lying. If you're not lying, it will emit golden light; if you are lying, it will emit red light. Now, everyone line up and take the test one by one."

Yang Ping'an took out a crystal bead from his sleeve and enlarged it in front of everyone to prove that it was indeed a magic weapon.

In the world of fox spirits, only a few magical artifacts have the ability to change size under normal circumstances. The Taoist priests believed that this crystal ball was a magical artifact with unique functions.

"I believe they all know who did wrong. I hope they will come forward and I will deal with them accordingly." Yang Ping'an held up the crystal ball and walked back and forth in front of everyone, putting psychological pressure on the Taoists.