sbdcsierra Chapter 427 Zombie Taoist Priest 42
Chapter 427 Zombie Taoist Priest 42
These words shocked everyone.
Mao Xiaofang seized the opportunity to escape from the crowd...
……
Zhong Bang, Zhong Jun's younger brother, came over to confirm Mao Xiaofang's feelings.
“Master, since my sister has been so frank, why don’t you consider her? You’re not young anymore, wouldn’t it be nice to have someone by your side?”
"Yes, I'm not young anymore!" Mao Xiaofang nodded emphatically, "but I've never thought about getting married!"
"Your sister and I are just friends!"
“Actually, I discovered my sister’s feelings for you a few days ago!” Zhong Bang said.
He thought that not only he had noticed it, but others must have noticed it as well!
"We can't be together. If she pushes me too hard, I'll have to drink the potion of forgetfulness!" Mao Xiaofang said resolutely, his hands behind his back.
"The potion of forgetfulness?" Zhong Bang asked in disbelief. Could there really be such a thing in the world?
"Yes, the Forgetfulness Potion is a secret recipe of our sect!" Mao Xiaofang said. "Drinking the Forgetfulness Potion will make you forget all your emotions and desires!"
"If my sister drinks it, will she no longer be able to have feelings for me?" Zhong Bang pressed.
"I had no choice but to do it!" Mao Xiaofang was focused on cultivating Taoism and exorcising demons, and never thought about getting married.
"Mao Xiaofang!" Zhong Jun shouted as he pushed open the door and pointed at Mao Xiaofang, cursing, "You call yourself a grandmaster, yet you're so ruthless?"
You want me to become a nun?
"Mao Xiaofang, listen up, it's me dumping you now, not the other way around!"
"Keep the potion of forgetfulness for making soup!" After saying that, Zhong Jun ignored Zhong Bang's attempts to stop her and slammed the door shut as she left.
Mao Xiaofang was stunned by Zhong Jun's scolding, feeling a mix of emotions.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Zhong Bang quickly tried to smooth things over: "Master, my sister just has a short temper, please don't take it to heart."
Mao Xiaofang sighed, "Never mind, it was my fault for not thinking things through."
For the next few days, Zhong Jun avoided Mao Xiaofang.
Ren Yinyin saw this and decided to mediate. The atmosphere, which everyone had finally managed to ease, couldn't be allowed to become tense again because of these two!
She found Zhong Jun and advised him, "Master Zhong, your uncle is actually a very good person. He just hasn't come to his senses yet."
Zhong Jun snorted, "I don't care about him at all."
But Ren Yinyin could see that there was still disappointment in Zhong Jun's eyes.
On the other side, Mao Xiaofang also began to reflect on himself, perhaps he had been too ruthless. He decided to find an opportunity to properly apologize to Zhong Jun.
On this day, Mao Xiaofang waited for Zhong Jun outside the Taoist temple.
He stepped forward and said sincerely, "Master Zhong, I was wrong before. I shouldn't have brought up the potion of forgetfulness. Please forgive me."
Zhong Jun looked at him, her expression softening somewhat. "At least you still have some conscience."
She was sad, but she couldn't show it. She could only pretend to be magnanimous and move on!
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That day, Detective Ke brought some news.
Yang Feiyun is dead!
Mao Xiaofang followed Detective Ke to the morgue to personally examine Yang Feiyun's body.
"How did he die?" Mao Xiaofang lifted the white sheet and looked at Yang Feiyun, whose face was bruised, swollen, and deathly pale. He was filled with mixed emotions.
“That day, he was acting like a madman, deliberately provoking other prisoners to beat him up. He didn’t fight back, and even laughed loudly…” Detective Ke was also puzzled. “It was as if he was deliberately seeking death!”
After verifying his identity, Yang Feiyun was buried in a cemetery. There was no tombstone on the grave, only a wooden board with Yang Feiyun's prisoner number and his birth and death dates written on it.
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Xiangdao Taoist Temple
"Uncle-Master, are you unhappy?" Ren Yinyin noticed that Mao Xiaofang had been silent since he returned, as if he had something on his mind.
"Master, are you still thinking about Yang Feiyun?" Zhong Bang asked.
Mao Xiaofang nodded, "After all, we were friends. I felt a little uncomfortable seeing him die such a tragic death!"
“Master, this kind of person is not worth your sadness!” Zhong Bang advised.
"Speaking of which, his death was really strange!" Ren Yinyin said thoughtfully. "Did he have some other trick up his sleeve?"
Mao Xiaofang shook his head, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. No matter how many schemes and tricks he has, they cannot succeed!"
……
In the early morning, sunlight filters through the leaves and casts dappled patterns of light and shadow on the street.
Ren Yinyin slowly walked out of the Taoist temple. She stretched and felt the fresh morning air, pondering what she should do today.
"Since there's nothing special going on, why not take a stroll around the streets? Maybe I'll find some good food." With that thought, Ren Yinyin started walking leisurely down the street.
However, she hadn't walked far when she noticed something was amiss.
The streets seemed different today; people's behavior appeared somewhat strange.
"Huh? What's going on?" Ren Yinyin frowned in confusion, her gaze sweeping over the surrounding crowd.
She noticed that everyone was unusually good-tempered today!
No matter who bumped into whom, or what minor friction occurred, everyone was exceptionally tolerant and friendly, like dough balls that could be kneaded at will.
Just as Ren Yinyin was feeling surprised, a commotion suddenly came from ahead. She looked closely and saw that two people had bumped into each other.
The short man accidentally bumped into the person in front of him, causing the person to fall to the ground, and the basket on his back tilted to one side, scattering its contents all over the ground.
Ren Yinyin looked closely and saw a small bag of eggs among the scattered items. The eggs had been smashed, and the egg whites and shells were mixed together, making a mess all over the ground.
"Oh dear!" Ren Yinyin couldn't help but exclaim, thinking that this was going to be quite a quarrel.
However, what happened next was completely unexpected.
The shorter man quickly helped the person who had been bumped up, and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention, I'm really sorry!"
And what about the person who was hit? He wasn't angry at all; instead, he seemed a little guilty. While brushing the dust off his clothes, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I was carrying such a big basket on my back, I must have blocked your way, right?"
Ren Yinyin stood to the side, staring in disbelief at the scene. She simply couldn't believe her eyes.
The reactions of these two people completely overturned her understanding of normal human reactions. The world was changing too fast, and she felt like she couldn't keep up.
Ren Yinyin looked up at the sun. There was still only one sun. It hadn't risen in the west. She touched her forehead. Hmm, her temperature was neither high nor low. She wasn't having a fever or hallucinating!
Feeling puzzled, Ren Yinyin began to carefully observe the people on the street. There were indeed people with tempers, but there were too many good-tempered people. When there was any friction between them, some people would back down again and again, looking as if they were in the wrong, so naturally they could not quarrel.
As they walked along the street, someone shouted from ahead, "Young Master Li is handing out money! Hurry up and collect it!"
"Huh?" Ren Yinyin quickly quickened her pace. Was another windfall coming her way today?
When she arrived, she saw that the so-called sucker was actually Li Siwei!
He was holding a large stack of bills and smiling as he handed out money to passersby.
"Thank you, thank you!" the passerby said repeatedly, taking the money and leaving happily.
Ren Yinyin stood out in the crowd, and Li Siwei spotted her immediately.
"Miss Ren, come here quickly, I'm giving you money, I'll give you more!" Li Siwei shouted loudly.
"You're being called, hurry up!" Someone nudged Ren Yinyin from behind.