The ultimate master in the city

"That doesn't seem right," Zhou Fengchen said. "I heard that worshipping the mountain god is a very ancient and solemn ritual. Why are those people sneaking around like thieves in the middle of the night? And the mountain god actually appeared, sending a group of mountain demons to move things. That doesn't make sense, does it?"

Zhang Shisan frowned and said, "That's the strange thing about this! This mountain god is utterly tasteless!"

Zhou Fengchen looked back in the direction of Guanxian Town and asked, "How did you know they were offering sacrifices to the mountain god in the middle of the night, coming from so far away?"

Zhang Shisan pointed to the nun Kuzhu, "She discovered it."

Ku Zhu said, "I passed by here the day before yesterday and encountered it once. At the time, I just thought it was strange, but the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. It's very likely that there are evil spirits around, rather than a real mountain god. I came here by myself last night, and I heard those people say that they still need to use living people for sacrifice!"

"Human sacrifice?"

Zhou Fengchen was taken aback.

Legendary deities are divided into four ranks: the first rank are ancient immortals and gods; the second rank are spirits that communicate with mountains and seas; the third rank are human immortals appointed by the human emperor, who are also heroic figures; and the fourth rank are monsters that have become spirits.

These gods and deities exist only in human imagination, serving as a source of spiritual sustenance. People worship them during festivals and times of famine. Whether they actually exist is hard to say. However, the evil practice of using living people as sacrifices is generally either the work of ghosts or the result of people being manipulated by wicked individuals with ulterior motives.

"So... what do you want to do?" Zhou Fengchen asked.

Zhang Shisan frowned and said, "Let's issue a summoning talisman and ask this mountain god to appear and speak."

Ku Zhu shook his head, pointed to a dense cluster of hills in front of him, and said, "It's no use! I tried last night, but they wouldn't listen. And even if they wanted to come looking for us, there's nowhere to look in this huge area."

Zhang Shisan and Zhou Fengchen exchanged glances, then said, "So, what do you suggest we do?"

"This matter must be addressed!" Ku Zhu hung a pair of silver Buddhist implements on her waist. "The one who tied the knot must untie it. This humble nun will go and ask those people."

After saying that, he chased after the group of people in the direction they had left.

Zhang Shisan glanced at Zhou Fengchen, smiled wryly, and said, "Kuzhu is the third-generation disciple of the Hanging Temple, and Master Faben is a good friend of my Celestial Master. I can't just abandon her. Why don't you go back first?"

Zhou Fengchen waved his hand, "Never mind, since we're already here, let's join in the fun."

……

The snowfall wasn't heavy, and there were still footprints of the group on the ground. The three of them stepped through the snow and followed the trail.

Ku Zhu walked ahead with great speed, while Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan followed behind, feeling rather bored.

As they walked, Zhou Fengchen quietly asked Zhang Shisan, "I know about Longhu Mountain and Maoshan, but what on earth is this Hanging Temple? I've never heard of it!"

"No way?" Zhang Shisan said in surprise, "You don't even know this? How did you even get by?"

Zhou Fengchen said dejectedly, "I just came down from the mountain this year. Before, I lived in a cave dwelling in Shaanxi."

"Then I have to give you a little background information," Zhang Shisan said. "There aren't many people in this world who truly understand metaphysics. Apart from some unorthodox practitioners, there are five main schools and seven sects. The seven sects are the Hanging Temple, Yunding Mountain, Maoshan, Longhu Mountain, Laoshan, Lingmen, and Wujiao, distributed in the Central Plains, Miao region, and Western Regions. Among them, the Hanging Temple is in Dunhuang, Ningxia. The shamanism of Doromo doesn't count, but they insist on calling themselves one, resulting in eight sects, which is quite ridiculous! The five main schools are the Han family of Han Fei, the Shen family of Shen Bowang, the Sun family, the Li family, and the Tang Clan, which plays with hidden weapons and tokens, which can be considered a barely acceptable sect, but I heard they were wiped out last year, and the police couldn't find out who did it!"

Zhou Fengchen listened with great interest to the first half, but was shocked when he heard the second half. Tang Sai'er and her family of the Tang Clan had been wiped out? Could this matter... be related to Zhou Linglong?

Just then, Ku Zhu suddenly turned around and shushed him.

The three stopped and hid behind a big tree. Not long after, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of them. They were not the same group as the ones who had performed the sacrifice. They were carrying two large red coffins and swaying as they passed by. It was a creepy sight.

The three exchanged glances, and Zhou Fengchen asked, "What's the meaning of this? Carrying a coffin in the middle of the night!"

Zhang Shisan shook his head. "I don't know either."

Ku Zhu squinted and said, "Both groups went in the same direction; there's probably something strange about the coffin!"

He then took the lead and followed.

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan followed closely behind.

After following the group of coffin bearers for more than half an hour, a village appeared ahead. It looked quite large, and the houses were completely different from those in Guanxian Town. They were all tiled houses, and there was a wide asphalt mountain road in front of the village.

At this moment, in the middle of the village, a house was brightly lit, and seven or eight people were eagerly waiting.

When the group of coffin bearers arrived, they threw the coffin on the ground without saying a word.

A man came out of the house, took out a wad of bills and handed them over, and the coffin bearers hurriedly left.

Zhou Fengchen and the other two hid, and after the coffin bearers had gone far away, they saw the family carry the coffin into their house.

The young nun, Kuzhu, couldn't wait any longer and was about to leave when Zhang Shisan grabbed her arm. "Don't rush!"

Ku Zhu turned around and said, "Is it really necessary to prioritize just asking what happened?"

Zhang Shisan said, "Why should they tell a little nun like you? Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

"May Buddha have mercy!" said Kuzhu. "It is the duty of a monk to save all sentient beings. This humble nun cannot stand by and watch these people do absurd things. I cannot interfere any longer!"

Zhou Fengchen couldn't help but say, "What that little nun said was quite amusing! She's acting like she's some kind of savior."

Ku Zhu glared at him fiercely, "Mind your own business!"

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Zhou Fengchen glanced at her chest and softly mouthed, "Little dumpling!"

Ku Zhu's face flushed red instantly, and he reached out to grab the silver wheel.

"Alright! Business is business!" Zhang Shisan pulled her aside and said, "Let's put on our costumes and go to their house to scare them. I guarantee they'll spill everything."

Ku Zhu asked, "How do we scare them?"

"Like this..." Zhang Shisan muttered for a while.

"Then you can scare them." Ku Zhu casually took off her handbag and pulled out a brand new nun's robe.

"No problem." Zhang Shisan also took out a Taoist robe from his bag.

Soon, a Taoist priest and a nun made a grand entrance. After they finished, the two turned to look at Zhou Fengchen and asked, "And you?"

"I don't need it anymore, do I?" Zhou Fengchen waved his hand. "I'll just be a bystander with you two."

Ku Zhu curled his lip. "Don't tell me that as a Taoist disciple, you don't even have a decent set of clothes."

"Who doesn't have a charlatan or a charlatan in their life?"

Zhou Fengchen was unconvinced, so he took out his own Taoist robe and hat, put them on, and said, "Looks cool, right?"

Zhang Shisan gave a thumbs up, "Hehe, that's cool!"

"You're too kind, fellow Daoist!" Zhou Fengchen said with a perfunctory clasped fist.

Ku Zhu curled her lip, "It's obviously bought online, it couldn't have cost more than a hundred yuan, what's with the fuss?"

"Is it any of your business?"

……

When the three arrived at the house, the lights were off inside, but they could faintly hear people chatting.

"Those corpse-transporting guild members know how to get things done; they actually delivered two living people!"

"Great! If things are done tomorrow, we can finally get a good night's sleep!"

……

"A corpse-transporting service for the living?"

Zhou Fengchen and the other two exchanged glances, all feeling bewildered.

"Let's go!" Zhang Shisan muttered, walked to the door, and shouted, "Amitabha!"

Zhou Fengchen and Ku Zhu followed closely behind.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha Buddha!"

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