Chapter 80: What is the identity of the Taoist priest?
These events seemed to have no connection before, but now they are connected together, as if there is some connection between them.
"Xiaoyang, do you remember your uncle asked your father before whether your family had any enemies, or whether your grandfather had any enemies?"
"I remember."
I answered my uncle.
"You all said at the time that your family had no enemies, right?"
My cousin continued.
I nodded and said, "Yes."
I still have a very clear memory of these simple things. I could answer everything my cousin said fluently.
But my mind was still a little confused at the moment, and I didn’t connect some things together.
After I answered, I looked at my uncle, waiting for him to say the next word. His mind was still very clear, and he suddenly said, "Xiaoyang, actually your family has enemies, but your father doesn't know about it, but your grandfather definitely knows."
"How do you know my grandfather knows?"
I asked my uncle back.
Now that my grandfather is dead, there is no evidence to prove the truth.
My uncle seemed to be stumped by my question, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face. In a flash, he said to me, "Xiaoyang, the answer to this question can only be known when we find your grandfather's soul."
What my cousin said was true, but I gradually had an idea in my mind that Zhao Chengju, the god of the underworld, should know something.
But Director Zhao Cheng would definitely not tell me anything. I took a deep breath and couldn’t help but frowning slightly. I wondered who the murderer behind this was.
Or who is the enemy behind the scenes who is plotting against our family?
"When it's almost dawn, let's follow them and see where this group of people went."
My cousin took a deep puff of his cigarette, then threw the butt to the ground and stomped it out.
I took out my cell phone and checked the time. It was two o'clock in the morning. I estimated that around four or five o'clock, this group of people would have left.
The night wind became increasingly cold, and my cousin and I talked in low voices.
At three o'clock, I went to my room and looked down from above, and saw that the group of people were still there.
Stay here all the time.
Around four o'clock, the noise outside died down. I saw people in black robes standing in a row, forming a straight line, and starting to walk forward. These people walked with no emotion and obviously had no sense of direction, as if they were being controlled to walk forward.
After seeing this scene, my cousin and I walked out of the yard and followed the group of people.
The lights on the roadside were a little dim, so we had to be very careful as we moved forward.
Holding a butcher knife, my uncle said to me, "Xiaoyang, when we get to their lair, don't act rashly. Just follow my uncle's instructions."
I hummed and said, "Okay."
This group of people is very orderly and has a strong negative energy.
Although I am now a ghost messenger from the underworld, I still don’t have as much experience as my uncle. I used to think that this group of people were living people.
My cousin concluded that these were a group of zombies, and now it seems that he was right.
After walking for a while, my cousin and I were very familiar with the road conditions in this area. The road they took led to the city, so my cousin and I followed them swiftly.
Just as he was following, a thick layer of fog suddenly rose on the road ahead, and my cousin's vision was instantly blocked, and he could not see the road conditions ahead clearly.
My cousin started to curse, "Why is the fog so thick so early in the morning? Something is wrong."
I also felt something was wrong, so I looked around.
"Uncle, could something have happened?"
My cousin's eyes fell on me and said, "Let's get through quickly and don't look back to fall into the trap."
I immediately recognized my cousin's words, and I walked forward quickly without any delay.
It took the two of us about five minutes to get through the fog, but after we got through, there was no trace of the group of zombies.
This side is empty, there is nothing.
My cousin and I stood there, staring at each other in bewilderment.
"It really is like seeing a ghost." My cousin complained.
"It seems that this group of people have already discovered our presence and know that we are following them."
"It should be. It seems that there is really a master behind this. Xiaoyang, we are really in danger now. I must find my master quickly, otherwise, the two of us may really be in trouble."
My cousin looked worried.
"Wait at home tomorrow. I will go find my master."
"okay."
I agreed immediately.
I also have a lot of things hidden in my heart.
My cousin and I returned along the same route, and soon we arrived home. We entered the yard. It was almost dawn, and there was a light layer of mist in the sky.
Faintly, a patch of white appeared in the sky.
My uncle hurriedly washed his face and went out of the house.
Before leaving, he asked me to take good care of the slaughterhouse business, and to never shortchange customers when they came to buy pork.
I:"……"
I was speechless towards my uncle. When had I ever done such a wicked thing?
I told him to go without worry and not to worry about the slaughterhouse. After my uncle left, I felt a little sleepy and thought about going back to sleep and talking about it after I woke up.
I slept until noon.
A chill came over me, and when I opened the window, I saw was raining heavily outside.
No wonder it’s so cold, the weather is so gloomy.
I looked at the time. It was almost noon and I felt a little hungry.
As I walked downstairs, I suddenly found someone in the house. I was shocked when I saw this person.
"Who are you?"
At first I thought he was here to buy pork, but who would come to buy pork on a rainy day? I had just gotten up and was still a little confused. When I looked carefully, I found that the person who came was none other than Taoist Master Yang, whom we had been waiting for for many days.
When I saw Taoist Priest Yang, I felt a little excited.
"Master, you, you..."
"What do I mean?...Pour me a cup of tea. I'm thirsty."
I responded and without delay went to pour tea for the Taoist priest.
Taoist Priest Yang took a sip of tea, looked at me, and then said, "You are not dead yet?"
I:"……"
I am really speechless about him. Sometimes he can be really sharp-tongued.
"Master, aren't you talking nonsense? If I die, can you still see me?"
The Taoist priest has a pair of phoenix eyes, a feminine appearance, and is very handsome.
If he wasn't so sharp-tongued, this look would surely attract a lot of girls. But I just couldn't understand why he became a Taoist priest at such a young age.
Moreover, he is so young, yet his cultivation is so high?
