Purple-clothed Taoist Wu Yongming is one of the top powerful men in the Shenzhou Taoist sect, and he is also worshiped by a special department, so he naturally has sufficient authority.
It's a pity that he is just a dharma body that takes the form of a paper crane and does not carry any documents.
Chinese soldiers, sons of the people!
He would never embarrass his own people, not to mention that Hua Jiunan and the others were all very generous.
The noncommissioned officer leading the team gave a standard military salute: "Please register your identity information, and then please come back."
Everyone had no choice but to return the same way.
Chen Daji was trying to save his father and asked Hua Jiujiu in a soft voice as he walked.
"Boss, are we going back like this?"
"Can't you just call and find someone?!"
Seeing Hua Jiu Nan smile and shake his head, Chen Daji looked at the purple-robed Taoist Wu Yongming again.
The founder of the Zhengyi sect has nothing to do.
"What happened in Liangzhu has a wide impact, and has been classified as a major event of the first grade."
"Old Taoist, I came here in a hurry. I originally wanted to use this dharma body to sneak in and investigate, looking for opportunities to rescue the juniors."
"Personal behavior has not been authorized by the state."
After hearing this, Chen Daji could only give up, lowered his head and stopped talking.
Seeing that his good gay friend was in a low mood, Chang Baye immediately jumped on the "little deflated calf"'s shoulder and comforted him softly.
Chen Daji looked at the miniature Chang Baye and suddenly had an idea.
"Ba Ye, Ba Ye, you are not as big as a mouse. No one can watch if you sneak in secretly."
"Can we go and see what is harming our father first?!"
Master Chang Ba was furious when he heard this, and took advantage of the "geographical" advantage and slapped Chen Daji hard on the face.
The snap sound was extremely crisp.
Chang Baye jumped up and wrapped himself around Hua Jiunan's wrist again, cursing incessantly.
"You little brat, you haven't cheated me enough, haven't you?"
"What's the use of going in by ourselves?! I can't beat a toad, who can I beat?!"
...
Before leaving the village, Hua Jiunan was worried that the hanging-boot ghost would come again to disturb the people, so he buried a town evil talisman on each of the seven Feng Shui holes at the entrance of the village.
In order to enhance the effectiveness, all the talismans were painted with his own and Chen Daji's blood.
Chen Daji muttered while covering his cut finger.
"Boss, I'm telling you, don't use blood to cut your fingers in the future. It will hurt and there will be scars."
"Master Hua has great love in his heart. You and I should get closer to each other in the future."
Hua Jiu reluctantly nodded in agreement.
"That's natural. The Liangyi Taoist robe I am wearing was a gift from Master Zhou back then."
Wu Yongming looked solemn when he mentioned the junior disciples who were in danger.
"The real body of Pindao is here. It can take as long as one day or as little as dawn to reach Yuhang."
When Chen Daji heard this, he immediately said, "You are cheating money."
"Wu, Uncle Wu, why are you so fast? You still say you can't fly in the clouds!"
"Can't you teach us and our boss a lesson?!!"
The purple-robed Taoist was stunned by what Chen Daji said, and then murmured.
"Juzi, this poor guy really doesn't know how to... I came by plane..."
After saying that, he couldn't stand the resentful look in Chen Daji's eyes, so he exploded his body with a pop and disappeared from the place after flashing with light and fire.
Everyone rushed back to the hotel they were staying in. It was almost early in the morning.
However, in order to understand what happened in the village, Hua Jiunan decided to "interrogate" the ghost sealed in the compass overnight.
But when the sealing talisman was torn off, the ghost disappeared, leaving only a pool of smelly black water.
Fatty Zhao studied it carefully for a long time, turning it over and over, and finally asked Baijia.
"Senior Qi, does the compass you gave me still have this function? The ghost in it is gone!"
Chen Daji was even more curious: "So powerful?! It's similar to the bottles of Brother Jin and Brother Yin in Journey to the West!"
Qi Baijia didn’t know why: How could such a thing happen...
The only "survivor" was gone. Hua Jiunan and others had no choice but to rest separately while waiting for Wu Yongming, the purple-clad Taoist, to arrive with their documents.
Nothing happened that night, except that Hua Jiunan had a nightmare.
I dreamed of many corpses that had rotted and oozed black and smelly corpse water, and they complained loudly to me, their faces full of resentment...