The ultimate master in the city

Zhang Shisan chuckled, "If you don't want to talk about it, fine. Now what are we going to do?"

Zhou Fengchen waved his hand, "The Scattering Flower Ghost King has run away. Let's go to the village first to see how those three girls are doing, and then have Grandpa take us back to Guanxian Town."

"All done!"

The three arrived in Sunflower Town, rented a tricycle, and clattered towards the Miao village to the east.

A few hours later, when we arrived at the village, we found that firecrackers were being set off, and a group of young girls and boys were singing and dancing, happily singing folk songs.

The three jumped off the tricycle and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhang Shisan said, "You start dancing at the drop of a hat? What's the meaning of this? Is it Chinese New Year?"

Monk Yuanzhi also remarked, "It looks very festive!"

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his nose: "These people sing quite well, but their dancing isn't very good. Boss Monk dances much better than them."

Monk Yuanzhi patted his large belly and laughed, "Hehe, keep a low profile! Keep a low profile!"

Just then, someone with sharp eyes spotted them and shouted, "They're back!"

Now no one danced or sang anymore; everyone rushed over. Grandpa was incredibly excited, gripping Zhou Fengchen's hand tightly. "Daoist Master! No one has died in the village this year, and all three girls, Azhu, are well!"

As she spoke, three shy girls stepped forward. These were the three girls who had lost their seven souls. Their faces flushed, they said in unison, "Thank you, three masters!"

Zhou Fengchen and the other two exchanged glances. Seven Souls returned on their own? Good heavens, it's a relief that no one died!

Next, the village hosted a feast for the three of them, preparing two large tables of delicious food and drinks. Zhou Fengchen and the other two were indeed hungry, so they accepted everything offered and ate until they were stuffed.

After the meal, the topic of leaving came up, but after asking around, no one knew where Guanxian Town was.

The three of them then decided to either go to the county town to take a bus there.

Grandpa said, "Taking a car won't help. That place is probably a remote Miao town deep in the mountains, and there's no way to get there by car."

The three of them were troubled. After thinking for a long time, Zhang Shisan finally clapped his hands and asked his grandfather, "You know Sacred Heart Lake, right? Guanxian Town is right next to Sacred Heart Lake. Once you get to Sacred Heart Lake, you can find Guanxian Town."

Sacred Heart Lake is quite famous in Miao territory. The people in the village have not only heard of it, but also know roughly where it is located, as it is only about a hundred miles away.

So the old man had a man carry enough gasoline and some food, and then he drove a three-wheeled motorcycle with the three of them straight to Sacred Heart Lake.

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Starting at noon, the tricycle sped along the winding mountain road. At first, Zhou Fengchen and his two companions were in high spirits, singing at the top of their lungs as they looked at the majestic and lush mountain scenery around them. But as it got dark, the air suddenly turned cold, and the wind blowing on their faces was bone-chilling. They huddled together in the carriage, jostling each other.

As darkness fell completely, snowflakes, the size of goose feathers, began to drift down from the sky; it looked like another heavy snowfall was about to begin.

The road wasn't too far, and the group didn't think about finding a place to stay. After eating something, they switched to another person riding the tricycle and continued on their way.

Around three in the morning, the lake could be faintly seen ahead. Zhang Shisan exclaimed, "We've arrived at Sacred Heart Lake! Oh my! What a coincidence! I recognize this place. Guanxian Town is just six or seven miles ahead. Wow, I can finally take a hot bath and sleep in!"

"Is Guanxian Town just ahead?" Zhou Fengchen stretched his arms and legs and said, "I've been jostled all the way here, my bones are sore, let's get off and walk around."

He then jumped off the tricycle first.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi also jumped down.

Zhou Fengchen took out a thousand yuan and gave it to the man on the bicycle, telling him to find a place to sleep in Guanxian Town and go back the next morning. After that, the three of them strolled on.

Snowflakes drifted down, turning the entire earth white. A thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground, making a crunching sound when you stepped on it.

As Zhou Fengchen walked, he said to Monk Yuanzhi, "Next, we need to figure out how to get the landlady and Old Chu out. After that... let's see if we can get Asigong's body. Time to go home!"

Zhang Shisan shook his head and said, "The female ghost that Axigong's wife told you about, it won't be difficult to get back once the Miao Witch Village opens, but getting Axigong's body is almost impossible."

Zhou Fengchen asked, "What if we ask Shangguan Xianyun for help?"

Zhang Shisan shook his head again, "Shangguan Xianyun's word doesn't count; it's Grandma Atu of the Miao Witch Village who has the final say!"

Zhou Fengchen was frustrated. "No... let's talk about it later."

At this point, Monk Yuanzhi asked, "When will the Miao witch village open its gates?"

Zhang Shisan thought for a moment, "It will take more than ten days."

Monk Yuanzhi clapped his hands, "Alright! It's almost New Year's, I can't make it back in time."

Zhou Fengchen said, "If we really can't make it back in time, let's just spend the New Year in Guanxian Town. Let the landlady cook some side dishes and have a pot of wine to cheer us up."

Just then, the sound of wind chimes suddenly rang out from diagonally opposite, sounding exceptionally clear and melodious carried by the wind in the snowy night.

The three looked in the direction of the sound and found a small temple at the foot of the mountain not far away, from which a faint light was coming.

Monk Yuanzhi looked around and said, "In this desolate, remote mountain forest, how come someone is playing with wind chimes in the temple? How audacious!"

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan were also curious, and Zhang Shisan said, "Why don't we go over and take a look?"

"Take a look if you want."

The three of them ran towards the small temple, and when they got nearby, they tiptoed and stood behind a big tree to look inside.

Inside the small temple were two people. One was a young man of about thirty years old, wearing a woolen overcoat and high boots. He was very handsome and was sitting on a pile of dry firewood, holding a string of wind chimes and swaying them. He had a strange smile on his face.

Across from him stood a girl wearing a light green wool sweater, her back to the window. She was very slender and looked like a beauty from behind.

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Zhou Fengchen's expression changed. That girl... was actually Tang Sai'er who jumped off the cliff!

Zhang Shisan's expression also changed, and he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Let's go!"

Zhou Fengchen asked in confusion, "Where are we going?"

Monk Yuanzhi also said, "That's right! Why leave? Look, a man and a woman in a lonely little temple on a snowy day, tsk tsk..."

Zhang Shisan took a deep breath and said, "I know this man inside. He is Sang Rongrong's uncle, a master of the Lingmen sect among the five families and seven schools, and the sixth of the Ten Masters on the Baixiaoseng Ranking. He is also known as the Three-Hand Master Sang Buli, who is skilled in hypnosis and has high martial arts and Taoist cultivation. Most importantly, he is young, the youngest of the Ten Masters, only 30 years old this year."

Monk Yuanzhi scoffed, "Who cares who he is? Can't I even take a look?"

Zhang Shisan said, "If we're discovered, we might not be able to escape."

Zhou Fengchen shook his head. "It's alright. We're far away. Let's see what happens."

Just then, the wind chimes in the small temple started ringing urgently. Sang Buli looked at Tang Sai'er and said something in a flippant tone, which could be faintly heard: "I am your father, your brother, your husband, your teacher and your closest companion."

Tang Sai'er seemed to have lost her soul, and repeated after her: "You are my father, my brother, my husband, my teacher and my closest companion."

Sang Buli continued, "You must trust me and listen to me."

Tang Sai'er repeated, "I want to believe you and listen to you."

Sang Buli's eyes burned with desire, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Now take off your clothes."

Without a word, Tang Sai'er unbuttoned her clothes, stripped them off, and stood naked in front of Sang Buli.

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