Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

This guy was covered in blood.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that most of the blood on Huang Lao Er's body came from him.

Huang Lao Er himself fell into a coma because he had exhausted too much energy from inviting the gods.

As for the cause and effect

It was because Huang Lao Er was worried about Tang Ren that, after barely managing to withstand the first wave of strange attacks, he led his men through the darkness, risking their lives, to Tang Ren's Temple of Misfortune.

That's how they managed to save the person; they had practically walked through the gates of hell on this journey.

As for the other people in the two temples, they are probably all dead.

"What are you still standing there for?" Feng Mo asked Huang Shang.

This child is so unfilial. His father was exhausted and fainted, but he still clung to his back and refused to get down.

"Third Young Master, it's not that I don't want to get down, it's that I can't get down..." Huang Shang said awkwardly.

Knowing he couldn't explain, he simply lifted his blood-stained robe.

At this moment, Feng Mo finally understood why he was acting this way.

One could see that the skin and flesh of the father and son were tightly sewn together by taut red threads.

The thread was no ordinary object; it was embedded firmly into the skin of the two men, leaving the wounds a bloody mess with fresh blood constantly seeping out.

The intense movements of running had worsened the tearing of the wound.

But the boy didn't utter a sound, his eyes filled with worry for his father.

He's quite a man.

Feng Mo realized he had misunderstood him.

"You should rest for a while," Feng Mo said, handing him a bowl of talisman water.

Huang Shang's complexion improved considerably after drinking it.

Feng Mo then specially fetched a bucket of water and asked Huang Shangxian to clean the bloodstains off his father's body.

Unfortunately, there was no medicine available at the temple, so we can only wait until tomorrow to ask the village doctor to come over.

However, Huang Shang was already extremely grateful.

……

Huang Lao Er finally woke up in the middle of the night.

Seeing the familiar stomach in front of him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, Third Young Master!" Huang Lao Er said weakly.

"What happened at your two temples?" Feng Mo asked.

Although Huang Shang had already spoken about the matter, his explanation was ambiguous.

He was more interested in hearing what Huang Lao Er had to say.

Upon hearing this, Huang Lao Er let out a long sigh.

"I was fine at the Xisang Temple, but I encountered a ghost."

However, since only the treacherous creatures appeared and the main ghost was nowhere to be seen, I felt something was amiss.

The Xisang Temple is the closest to the Wuzang Temple (a place for the stomach and intestines).

I am worried about you, Master Feng.

But if a calamity is to come to the temple of the five internal organs, it must first pass through the temple of joy and death.

So I knew that the old ghost must be with the Tang Temple Master.

After the situation inside the temple eased, I immediately led people to support the temple master, but we were still too late.

When I arrived, the temple gates of the Temple of Misfortune had already been breached.

I risked my life to save the temple master.

Then he led his men and fled back to the Xisang Temple.

I was going to send someone to inform you, but that old ghost is too terrifying.

After it discovered that I had taken away the temple master, any ordinary person who left the shrine's protection was doomed to die.

In the end, the temple for the funeral was also breached, and all the servants died.

I had no choice but to carry the shrine on my back and escape to this noble temple with Huang Shang and the Temple Master Tang.

Feng Mo nodded.

He knew that the "old ghost" Huang Lao Er was referring to was that second-tier monster.

"Okay, what does that second-tier monster look like?"

"Large soap shoes, a groom's hat on his head..."

Especially the blood-stained clothes, the blood just wouldn't stop flowing...

Like...like a groom.

Even now, thinking back on it, Huang Lao Er still shudders.

Feng Mo raised an eyebrow, feeling that this figure was somewhat familiar.

Upon closer reflection, isn't this the same strange creature that's been haunting the second sister of the Feng family?

He initially thought it was a small monster, but now it turns out to be a second-tier monster.

Nowadays, the temple of the five internal organs is not far from the temple of joy and sorrow.

The strange creature didn't pursue them, clearly wary of the defenses of the Five Internal Organs Temple.

It seems that this groom is quite intelligent, even more cunning than the previous female ghost.

"Master Huang, please take a good rest."

A calamity is imminent; only by working together can the three temple masters overcome this crisis.

Upon hearing this, a tear rolled down Huang Lao Er's cheek: "Thank you, Third Young Master!"

He knew that this meant Feng Mo had accepted him.

In fact, he had already considered seeking refuge yesterday, but he was still concerned about the Jiangxia Huang family's assets and hoped that reinforcements might still be on their way.

But the result?

The funeral temple was destroyed, all the servants died, and he was left with only his son.

Now, by protecting a deity statue with incense offerings for the Huang family of Jiangxia, they have repaid the debt of gratitude they owed them in the past.

He no longer owed the Huang family of Jiangxia anything.

Seeing Huang Lao Er's state, Feng Mo told him to calm down and rest.

However, just as he was about to leave, Huang Lao Er called him back:

"That old devil is no simpleton; even the communication talisman is no longer working."

Feng Mo turned his head: "Isn't it a problem with the communication talisman?"

"Won't.

I check these life-saving gadgets every few days.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be the most senior temple master in Jiangbai Village.

It must have been that old devil's doing.

Although I don't know what methods it used, Third Young Master, you must be careful.

Feng Mo nodded thoughtfully.

It means I've remembered it.

The night passed just like that.

The strange disaster that was expected to occur in the middle of the night did not happen.

There hasn't been a single sound all day.

Under the moonlight, there was only darkness.

This continued for several days in a row.

There were no further strange attacks.

Even Feng Mo wondered if the groom, Gui, knew about Hua Dan Gui and was afraid of him.

Fortunately, thanks to Huang Lao Er's meticulous care, Tang Ren finally woke up.

The first thing he did upon waking up.

Then they inquired about the temple's condition.

When he learned that his temple had been breached, he became quite depressed.

The stomach isn't very big.

Aside from performing sacrifices, Feng Mo devoted himself to spiritual practice.

So when I woke up, he was right beside me.

Upon seeing Feng Mo, Tang Ren first bowed and said, "Thank you for saving me, Third Young Master."

Feng Mo waved his hand:

"If you want to thank someone, thank Master Huang. He carried you back all by himself."

The other person had delicate features, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

The white robe that was originally soaked in blood had been washed by Huang Lao Er.

On him, it looked like the attire of a scholar.

He was just deficient in qi and blood, his face was pale, and he looked like a young man with kidney deficiency.

After hearing this, he sighed: "I once consulted a fortune teller for myself."

The hexagram indicates a near-death experience.

Then the Yellow Temple Master came to save me, and I thought the Yellow Temple Master was my reincarnation.

Now that I've met the Third Young Master, I realize that Master Feng is truly my life's purpose, Tang Ren's.

Feng Mo raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing his words.

He just looked at Huang Lao Er standing to the side.

What's with all this talk about a lifetime? Has this guy always been this slick with his words?

Feng Mo just felt uncomfortable all over, as if ants were crawling on him.

The other person hadn't finished speaking.

His face was weak, and his head was tilted back at a 45-degree angle: "If it weren't for Master Tang, that old ghost would probably have already swept through Jiangbai Village, and Master Huang and I would have already gone to the underworld together."

Feng Mo's lips twitched: "Tang Temple Master is also a capable person."

"This is my way of repaying the kindness of the temple master who gave me the divination back then."

That's the truth.

Huang Lao Er rushed over to Wu Zang Temple under the cover of night to help.

It was because of Tang Ren's divination.

"Master Feng, you..."

After a few rounds of polite refusals, the two of them finally reciprocated.

In the end, Feng Mo won.

The original owner may not be good at cultivation, but when it comes to etiquette, he has never been afraid of anyone.

Tang Ren looked on with admiration.

He thought himself to be both scholarly and martial, but now that he had met Feng Mo, he was still slightly inferior.

And so, Huang Lao Er took him out for rehabilitation training.

Feng Mo continued his meditation practice.

……

Outside.

When Huang Lao Er saw his old friend wake up, he was naturally happy.

But there are some things that can't be said inside the temple.

Now that he's out here, he asked, "How are you? What are your plans for the future?"

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Tang Ren looked towards the migrating geese to the north, as if longing for his homeland:

"Master Huang, when you carried me out that night, are the statues in the Temple of Misfortune alright?"

"Statues? The situation was critical; I had no time to think about such things."

He also understood Tang Ren's thoughts.

What kind of bullshit idol is that? It's probably just after the family behind it.

Even in this state, he's still thinking about his family!

Loyalty is a good thing, but this kind of blind loyalty left Huang Lao Er speechless.

He sighed, "When we have time, let's talk to the Third Young Master and I'll go with you to take a look."