novelden Chapter 395 Zombie Taoist Priest 10
Chapter 395 Zombie Taoist Priest 10
In the hotel, the three of them booked two rooms, Mao Xiaofang and Afan stayed in one room, and Ren Yinyin stayed alone in the other.
"Yinyin, go and rest first. We will call you when we go out later." Mao Xiaofang instructed.
"Okay, uncle!" Ren Yinyin nodded obediently. She couldn't wait to wash up and change into clean clothes.
Ren Yinyin gently pushed open the door and walked in. The room was unexpectedly neat and clean, which made her very satisfied.
There is a bed next to the window in the room, and opposite the bed is a table against the wall.
There was a thermos and a glass cup on the table. Ren Yinyin walked over quickly, poured a cup of hot water, and took a sip carefully. "Huh," she couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction. After drinking the hot water, she felt so comfortable all over.
You know, the three of them had been traveling all the way and had very few opportunities to stop and rest.
This time, they were finally able to rest in such a clean and comfortable place. Mao Xiaofang said that he would rest for a while and then go to look for Xuankui.
Then all three of them fell into a deep sleep, some even overslept.
When Mao Xiaofang slowly woke up, the night outside the window was already as dark as ink.
"Oh!" Mao Xiaofang slapped his forehead in frustration. "It really is easy to go from frugality to extravagance!"
He secretly groaned in his heart. He had originally planned to go out early to do some work, but now he slept until late at night.
However, Mao Xiaofang did not realize that when he and Afan were sleeping, the umbrella in Afan's bag seemed to have its own consciousness. Taking advantage of their unpreparedness, it quietly flew out of the window and disappeared into the night.
Chen Xiaolian couldn't wait any longer. She had to find her husband as soon as possible. She had been waiting for too long!
When the three of them reunited, Mao Xiaofang announced in a serious tone, "Chen Xiaolian is missing!"
"Master uncle, she must have been unable to wait and ran to find her husband!" Ren Yinyin said.
Ah Fan scratched his head. "This place is so big, where is she going to look for it? She's so anxious!"
Mao Xiaofang sighed, "It's our fault too, she couldn't wait!"
There were copper coins left by Mao Xiaofang on the oil-paper umbrella. He followed the smell and came to a night market.
"Ghost, there's a ghost!"
"Run!"
Many people left in a hurry. Mao Xiaofang and the other two went against the flow of people, dodging left and right for fear of being bumped into by passers-by.
"Master, is that Chen Xiaolian?" Afan shouted.
"There shouldn't be so many ghosts!" Ren Yinyin helped up a woman who was about to fall.
"Be careful!"
"Little girl, hurry up, there is a ghost ahead!" The woman said kindly and ran away.
When the three of them arrived at the place with the heaviest yin energy, the umbrella possessed by Chen Xiaolian was held in the hands of a man.
Mao Xiaofang stepped forward and said politely, "Excuse me, this is my umbrella!"
The man was dressed in white, tall and handsome. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said, "This umbrella is a bit strange!"
"Brother, you are too suspicious!" Mao Xiaofang didn't want to say more, picked up the umbrella and was about to leave.
The man walked quickly to both sides and stopped Mao Xiaofang, "Sir, I have seen many people who make money by raising ghosts."
"But, sir, I don't think you're that kind of person!"
Mao Xiaofang is upright and his clothes are not fancy.
"I see that you have a very special bone structure, so please forgive me for asking..."
Mao Xiaofang said impatiently, "I went in the wrong direction!"
Then he changed direction and left, not wanting to get involved with this person.
But the man tried to stop Mao Xiaofang again, which made Mao Xiaofang angry.
One wanted to leave, the other wanted to stop him, and they started fighting.
After a few moves, the man was forced to retreat. Mao Xiaofang frowned and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"
The man smiled and said, "Sorry, I just want to ask a few more questions..."
Before he could finish his words, Mao Xiaofang threw out a cloud of powder.
The powder spread out, blocking people's vision. When the man cleared the dust, Mao Xiaofang had disappeared.
Ren Yinyin and Afan saw it from a distance and turned away.
Back at the hotel, Mao Xiaofang asked the hotel owner, "Is there any famous Taoist temple in Hong Kong?"
"Yes!" the boss nodded affirmatively. "Master Zhong Jun of the Seven Sisters Hall, very famous!"
Mao Xiaofang quickly asked, "Is he the kind of person with an imposing bearing, seven feet tall, with a strong build and impressive skills?"
The person I just met has powerful Taoist skills and cannot be unknown.
Mao Xiaofang wanted to find out his identity...
The boss shook his head. "Although she's not pretty, she's not as ugly as you say!"
"Men are valued for their bearing, how can we say whether they are beautiful or not?" Mao Xiaofang was puzzled.
"A man? Master Zhong Jun is a woman!" The boss shook his head and left.
The two of them were talking at cross purposes just now, they were not talking about the same person!
"Hong Kong is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!" Mao Xiaofang sighed. There is a master whose name is unknown, and there is also Zhong Jun.
"Master, what should we do now?" Afan asked.
"You two, go and ask if anyone knows the whereabouts of the guerrillas coming from the east." Mao Xiaofang said, holding an oil-paper umbrella.
"I understand, Master, Uncle." Afan and Ren Yinyin agreed.
"Brother, why don't we ask the people in the hotel? There are so many people coming and going here every day, they must be well-informed!" Ren Yinyin suggested.
"Okay!" Afan nodded and grabbed a young man passing by.
"Brother, do you know the whereabouts of the guerrillas who came here before the Anti-Japanese War?" Ren Yinyin smiled and asked politely.
The young man was busy and was a little impatient when Afan stopped him. He was so polite to the beautiful girl.
He immediately stopped being anxious and asked, "Are you talking about those people from the mainland?"
"Yeah, where did they go?"
"The war is over, everyone went back!" said the boy.
"What if no one goes back?" Afan asked.
"Needless to say? He's definitely dead!" The young man threw the towel off his shoulder.
"Oh, it's just like that!" Ren Yinyin sighed. Chen Xiaolian would be sad if she knew about this.
After the two of them got the news, they immediately returned to the room and told Mao Xiaofang.
"Alas, I promised A-Lian. A man's word is his bond!" Mao Xiaofang shook his head and sighed.
"What should we do then?" Ren Yinyin didn't understand. What else could he do?
Summoning the spirit? But they don’t know where Chen Xiaolian’s husband is buried!
"We can only do our best!" Mao Xiaofang frowned and thought of a solution.
……
The next day
After breakfast, Mao Xiaofang took Afan and Ren Yinyin to the Seven Sisters Hall.
"We have arrived at a new place! As fellow travelers, we should pay them a visit and inform them to avoid misunderstandings and troubles!" Mao Xiaofang taught his apprentices and nephews as they walked.
"Oh!" The two nodded obediently.
After asking a passerby how to get to the Seven Sisters Hall, the three of them just turned a corner and saw a lot of people gathered in front of them.
Ren Yinyin stood by the roadside and stretched out her hand. A pink petal floated down as lightly as a butterfly and landed right in the palm of her hand.
She gently pinched the petals, feeling their softness and delicacy, as if she could smell the faint fragrance emanating from the petals.
"What's going on? It's so lively?" Afan came over curiously and stared at the group of people with wide eyes.
"I heard it was the guidance of the Dragon King of the East China Sea in a dream!" A nearby onlooker explained excitedly, "Master Zhong Jun fished out a statue of the Dragon King and is now sending it to the Seven Sisters Hall for consecration."