From the beginning of this turbid world, the Taoist priest descended the mountain.

Lin Zheng glared at him and said, "If your brother-in-law had a bit more humanity and was less greedy, he wouldn't have been blackmailed and given a handle by the Tan'er Sect. His destiny is inherently prone to losing wealth, and the clash between Yin and Xu is considered unlucky. If he doesn't accumulate good karma, he'll get into trouble sooner or later."

"Yes, yes, I'll write to my brother-in-law right away. No, I'll go myself."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Lin Ye hadn't expected that Manager Mei was connected to this place; it seemed he hadn't given her enough warnings.

"Second brother, what are you still standing there for? Let's go back to town."

According to custom, after resolving these matters here today, Wopangou is supposed to invite the forestry team to stay for a meal.

But when Master Lin Zheng saw the two constables, he was furious. Without even eating, he refused Zhang Wufa and left with his two apprentices.

The reason is that the police officers in the surrounding towns were either bribed by Master Huang and colluded with the Tan'er Sect, or they were too afraid to do anything in order to protect themselves.

The two who came today seem to fall into the latter category.

Even so, Lin Zheng didn't want to look at them anymore. He knew that this matter would probably come to nothing.

Walking along the road, Lin Zheng asked Lin Ye about the matter of breaking the spell.

After all, it's hard to believe that someone like Lin Ye, who doesn't even have a [transmission] skill, could so easily break through 'Grandma Tan's] magic root.

The forestry sector had already prepared for this.

He directly told Lin Ye about the man in the pocket. Although it was indeed the man in the pocket who instructed him to go up the mountain to break that thing, it didn't stop Lin Ye from embellishing the story.

Even the people from the altars at the entrance were taken care of by Lin Ye.

Upon hearing the name of the man in black and a bamboo hat, Lin Zheng's expression changed immediately. His lips moved, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately he didn't.

He didn't press Lin Ye for details, and it seemed that after hearing about the man in black, he stopped talking.

The three of them walked for a long time before Lin Zheng finally spoke up: "Second brother, go back and buy two big roosters, then go to the incense shop and buy some incense from Li Alang."

"Um."

Lin Ye simply assumed it was a task assigned by his master and readily agreed. He wasn't particularly curious about it.

On the contrary, the eldest brother showed a hint of surprise on his face, and was even somewhat moved.

"That's wonderful, Master! You're finally going to pass on your teachings to your junior brother."

Hearing this, Lin Ye's eyebrows twitched. The original owner of this body had always harbored resentment towards his master because of this incident, feeling that his master didn't treat him as one of his own.

But since I came here and spent time with my master and fellow disciples...

But they discovered that their master was just a bit old-fashioned and inflexible; in fact, he was a decent old man.

Lin Zheng had no children, and in his heart, his three apprentices were his sons.

The reason we don't pass on their skills is because we're afraid they won't be mature enough and might cause trouble outside after learning the skills.

But these days, the second son has indeed been calm and composed, especially in the matter of breaking the root of the technique, he has handled things properly.

The fact that he could withstand the "Ghostly Man's" soul-calling at a critical moment shows that the second son's growth is enough to make him settle down and learn the sect's magic.

But seeing that the eldest brother was even happier than the second brother, he snorted coldly.

"What are you so happy about? The second brother is smarter than you. In a few years he'll catch up with you, and you won't be able to keep your position as the eldest brother."

The eldest brother wasn't buying it at all. He simply put his arm around Lin Ye's shoulder and said, "I know you, my junior brother whom I raised myself. If the second brother is willing to learn, you can expect to enjoy the good life once we two inherit your mantle."

Lin Ye chuckled and joked, "That's right, let's find Sanbao a wife. Then Master can just sit in his armchair and count his money."

Lin Zheng was about to laugh when he heard this, but suddenly his face tightened and he said, "You bastards, you're dreaming. Don't think that you'll be fine just because you've learned some skills. The more skills you have, the more trouble you'll get. This Tan'er Sect is becoming more and more lawless. When you go back, tell the people around you to be careful in the future."

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately asked, "Master, what if I encounter them and can't avoid them? Can I kill them?"

But as soon as he asked the question, he regretted it. Knowing his master's temperament, he would surely scold him upon hearing it.

But to everyone's surprise, Lin Zheng said, "If you have the guts, then kill me. If you can't, just call for help. Your master is still alive."

This is the right flavor.

……

Goose City, Huang's Residence.

The leader of the Tan'er Sect, dressed in a purplish-red robe, stood silently before two corpses pulled from the water, holding two bone balls in his hands.

Standing next to him was a man wearing a silk jacket and with his hair parted.

The man was somewhat handsome, with a jade thumb ring on his left thumb. He rubbed the ring, his thin lips like knives.

"Master Ji, these two were trained by your sect leader, right? My men pulled them out of the river a few days ago."

Looking at the disfigured corpses, Ji Qian licked his lips and then checked the wounds on the two bodies.

"Killing someone with a single palm strike, what skill! Only a master of 'Ming Jin' could do that."

The handsome man with his parted hair was Hu Wan, the second steward of Master Huang's residence.

Hu Wan smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm afraid it's more than that. Ordinary Ming Jin masters wouldn't choose such a laborious and thankless method of killing as striking the top of the head with a palm. This isn't palm technique, but fist technique. The Northern Tongbei Quan has a move called 'Great Sage's Armor,' which uses a palm strike like a knife, killing instantly!"

Upon hearing Hu Wan's words, Ji Qian was taken aback for a moment, and then said.

"Steward Hu, you mean the county magistrate's men...?"

There was a master of Ming Jin who practiced Tongbei Quan (a style of Chinese martial arts) by the county magistrate's side.

The newly arrived county magistrate removed the vines from the county government's grievance drum on his very first day, and a few days ago he invited Taoist priest Lin from Qingshi Town to examine the corpse. It seems he is clearly going to confront Master Huang.

"There have been quite a few missing children lately; you've gone too far. The master's meaning is simple: take a few days off."

"But……"

Before Ji Qian could even speak, Hu Wan glared at him.

Although he was the leader of the Tan'er Sect who commanded thousands of people outside, in front of "Hanyang Huang" in Goose City, he was nothing more than pork pushed to the front of the stage.

After a long silence, he lowered his head and said, "Please, Master Hu, show me the way. My brothers cannot have died in vain."

Upon hearing this, Hu Wan merely gave a cold laugh.

"A bunch of poor scoundrels, and you call them brothers? A few days ago, Ma Buyu of the Ma family sent the corpses of three Canal Gang masters back to Xiangxi. Do you know you botched that? Master Ji, a shaman has his own job. Just focus on refining 'blood pills' for Grandpa. There are so many other cities in Hanyang, why are you fixated on Goose City? Use your brains."

He patted Ji Qian's face and left.

After Hu Wan left, Ji Qian clutched his chest, realizing that one of his little fingers had broken off sometime during the night.

It seems there's been a problem with the Wopangou incident; someone has broken the Altar Granny's magic.

This time, he planned to secretly kill Lin Daoshi and curry favor with Master Huang before Hu Wan could. It seems the man he sent to Wopangou has failed.

He took a deep breath and called over a servant.

"Go, send someone to Xiangxi to invite Uncle Hei. Tell him that there is a great medicine in Qingshi Town. If he is willing to help, the medicine will be divided equally."