What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

I stood up, solemnly closed the small black box, and then bowed slightly to Zhang Xuanqing.

"I will carefully follow Master Zhang's teachings."

Zhang Xuanqing waved his hand and laughed, "What's the point of talking about teachings? Let's just exchange ideas."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and casually patted his gray tracksuit.

"Alright, I've delivered the gift and said everything that needed to be said."

Although this place is quiet, I, a practitioner of thunder magic, always feel uncomfortable staying here for too long.

"I won't bother you any longer; please rest and recuperate."

As Zhang Xuanqing spoke, he strode toward the entrance.

"Master Zhang, let me see you off."

I quickly stood up to see him off downstairs.

"Please don't bother seeing me off."

Zhang Xuanqing stopped at the door and waved without turning his head.

"I have my own place to go. What's most important for you now is to adjust your mindset and not let down that piece of wood."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed open the security door and walked out.

I walked to the door and watched his back as he went downstairs.

His movements didn't look fast; in fact, they were rather slow.

But in just two breaths, his gray figure had disappeared around the corner of the corridor, leaving not a single footstep.

Shrinking the earth to an inch, moving without a sound.

I looked at the empty hallway, smiled, reached out and closed the security door, then locked it from the inside.

Zhang Xuanqing said he had somewhere to go, but even if he didn't say, I knew exactly where he was going.

This extremely protective senior master from Longhu Mountain came to my place early this morning to deliver his thank-you gift. His next step will definitely be to visit his unfortunate disciple, Zhou Ming, in the ICU ward of the Municipal People's Hospital.

Once Zhou Ming's injuries are confirmed, he will most likely go and find out the mysterious employer who dared to use his apprentice as a training dummy.

The people of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain usually value tranquility and inaction.

But if you really piss them off, their protective temper will flare up with devastating force.

The mysterious employer hiding in the shadows thought that by producing a Breakthrough Pill, he could command the winds and rains in Jiangcheng.

But unexpectedly, they stirred up a hornet's nest in Longhu Mountain, and this time they were really unlucky.

However, I have no intention of getting involved in this matter anymore.

I did my best in the battle at Zhoujia Village, and now the cause and effect are settled.

With gods fighting like this, it's better for me, a mere corpse stitcher, to stay on the shore and watch the show.

Back in the living room, I carefully put the small black box containing the heartwood struck by the Nine Nether Lightning into a hidden compartment under the bed, placing it together with the rattle drum that my grandfather had left behind.

Although this extremely yin-generating-yang treasure was right at my fingertips, I didn't rush to start closed-door cultivation to use it to break through to the Sha Dan realm.

As Grandpa taught me, "When water is full, it overflows; too much of a good thing is bad."

I just finished absorbing that piece of dark wood yesterday, and the depleted evil energy in my body has been completely restored.

Right now, I feel like a fat person who has just overeaten. What I need most is to let my body digest, not to immediately stuff it with a strong medicine.

If you are too eager for quick success, it can easily lead to an unstable foundation.

Anyway, I've already asked Director Wang for two days off, so I don't need to go to work at the funeral home today.

We can't let this precious time slip away and mold in this cramped, damp rented room.

I changed into some casual clothes, grabbed my phone and keys, and went out.

The weather in Wuhan is exceptionally good today, with bright sunshine and a gentle breeze.

I wandered aimlessly along the old street, feeling the heat emanating from the breakfast stalls on both sides.

As I walked, the architectural style around me gradually changed without me even noticing.

Modern reinforced concrete buildings have decreased, replaced by some antique-style buildings with blue bricks and gray tiles.

I looked up and saw a temple not far away, bustling with worshippers and throngs of people.

City God Temple.

Looking at the building with its wide-open vermilion gate, I paused for a moment, my thoughts instantly drawn back to that night a few months ago.

That night, after Lu Yan and I thwarted the guardian's sacrificial plot at the reservoir, we rushed here overnight.

At that moment, Tiangong smiled and tapped the ground with his toes, saying to Lu Yan:

The guardian of the cauldron wanted more than just the Soul Pill; he also wanted "what's down there."

That very night, I truly experienced for the first time that the rumor of "a dragon-locking well pressing down under the City God Temple" might not be unfounded.

Several months have passed, and the City God Temple in front of us has been completely rebuilt.

Those bottomless sword marks and collapsed ruins were all smoothed out completely.

With a touch of curiosity, I stepped into the City God Temple.

The temple was bustling with people, as devout men and women, holding incense and candles, kowtowed devoutly in front of the various halls.

I did not worship the clay and wooden statues of gods. Instead, I calmly focused my mind and stirred up my evil energy to try to explore the energy beneath the City God Temple.

However, to my surprise, there was nothing there.

In my perception, the energy flow underground is stable, without any fluctuations of yin energy, evil energy, or spiritual energy.

Not to mention any trace of the "Locking Dragon Well".

I withdrew my senses, chuckled, and shook my head.

The General Administration's methods are indeed not so simple.

Since the Heavenly Craftsman personally intervened to quell the mess here, he will naturally clean up all the mess.

How could they leave any flaws that would be easily discovered?

Since I couldn't sense anything unusual, I didn't plan to investigate further.

Some secrets are safer the less you know them.

I strolled around the temple casually, looked at the newly painted murals and couplets, and then turned and followed the flow of people out of the City God Temple.

I wandered around the City God Temple for a bit, and after looking at the side halls on both sides, I felt it wasn't very interesting, so I turned around and walked out of the temple.

After leaving the City God Temple, it was noon, and the temperature had risen somewhat.

I found an open-air tea stall selling large bowls of tea under the big banyan tree at the temple entrance, and pulled over a long bench to sit down.

I casually ordered a pot of herbal tea and sipped it while staring blankly at the bustling crowd on the street.

Just as I was getting a little bored, my phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

I took out my phone and saw the words "Ten Thousand Taels of Gold" flashing on the screen.

Why is Lao Jin contacting me at this time?

I was slightly surprised.

I pressed the answer button, put the phone to my ear, and spoke casually:

"Hey, Lao Jin. What can I do for you in the middle of the day?"

Jin Wanliang's warm laughter immediately came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, my dear Brother Chen!"

Brother, I've finally gotten through to you on the phone.

I heard that you caused quite a stir in Zhoujia Village that night; even Director Song had to personally intervene.

Are you alright? Would you like me to get you some good ginseng and antler to nourish you?

Jin Wanliang always speaks with three parts probing and seven parts concern, making it impossible to find fault with him.