Underworld entries, starting with ghost stories.

Chapter 83 Reunion Under the Moonlight

Luo Cheng rebuked, "My sister comes from a military family and has also practiced martial arts. She has always been quite courageous, so why would she be afraid and hide?"

"You must have used sleeping potion and secretly used some tricks to drug her and abduct her."

Li Rugui hurriedly said, "Although we are thieves and not good people, we would never do such petty theft."

"Besides, we originally planned to wait until everyone was present before making our move, so why sneak in ahead of time to kidnap someone and alert them?"

Luo Cheng thought about it and realized that there was some truth to it.

He then thought to himself, "The Shaohua Mountain group didn't know we were staying here beforehand; they only found out after they entered the temple."

The abbot clearly had no intention of making a move at first, but after the people from Shaohua Mountain arrived, they all developed malicious intentions.

"Could my sister's disappearance really have nothing to do with them?"

Yu Chi Nan said, "Young Master, let's go in and look for more clues. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. Now that we know their origins and have the lead from Brother Shu Bao, they can't escape."

Luo Cheng, his face dark, picked up his gun and walked inside.

Yuchi Nan, Yuchi Bei, Wang Bodang, Li Rugui, and Qi Guoyuan hurriedly followed.

They returned to the room where Luo Zhuluan lived and looked at the uncovered quilt and the upright pillow on the bed.

Take a closer look.

Wang Bodang asked, "Brother Luo, how did the inner bolt at the outer gate break?"

Luo Cheng said, "I knocked on the door many times, but no one answered, so I broke it with my internal energy."

Wang Bodang said, "That's strange!"

"Before you came in, Brother Luo, this door was bolted from the inside. This place was originally for the women's quarters. Although the windows are large, they all have window lattices. How could this person just disappear into thin air like that?"

Luo Cheng said, "There must be some kind of tunnel."

Wang Bodang hurriedly said, "Brother Luo, there's really no authentic local stuff here."

"This temple is usually just used as a place for people to stay overnight and also for exercise. Even if they see a fat sheep, they generally won't do anything here."

"It was only because Li Rugui and Qi Guoyuan happened to arrive today that they were able to discuss things together."

Why would Luo Cheng, Yuchi Nan, and Yuchi Bei easily believe him?

They searched the place again carefully, but ultimately found nothing; they indeed did not discover any secret passages or hidden doors.

"Since your sister knows martial arts, we can only easily abduct her by using sleeping potion first. In such a large room, it's impossible for there to be no smell at all if sleeping potion is used."

Wang Bo asked, "Could it be that your sister left on her own?"

Luo Cheng frowned: "How could my sister have left on her own in the dead of night? Besides, the door was locked from the inside, so where did she leave from?"

Qi Guoyuan whispered, "Could it be some kind of sorcery?"

Luo Cheng said irritably, "What kind of sorcery is this in the world?"

"No!" Qi Guoyuan said, "Young Master Luo, do you still remember those people you fought with the night before last?"

Luo Cheng asked in surprise, "Those aren't your people?"

Li Rugui hurriedly replied, "No, no!"

"They are not with us; they are from the Maitreya sect. We stole that precious pearl from them, and we never expected to run into you, young master."

It was only at this moment that Luo Cheng realized that the dark-skinned youth, the boy with the gun he had encountered the previous night, and the beautiful woman with the Azure Dragon Halberd who appeared later were not part of Shaohua Mountain.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Now that you mention it, that bead is also gone. I thought that bead was a treasure, so I gave it to my younger sister to keep."

Qi Guoyuan clapped his hands: "It must have been done by the Maitreya Cult. Those few are all members of the Maitreya Cult."

"Among them was a young man who, like you, Brother Luo, rode a white horse and held a feather fan. He thought he was Zhuge Liang and looked extremely irritating."

"That kid knows sorcery. I saw him with my own eyes, his whole body glowing, walking among thousands of Maitreya followers, calling himself something like Great Sun Bodhi."

Luo Cheng said, "That kid—"

I recalled the night before, when my sister and the boy with the feather fan gazed at each other tenderly, their eyes reluctant to look away.

He thought to himself, "It's strange. I didn't sleep at all during the first half of the night. How could someone have sneaked in and kidnapped my sister without me knowing?"

"Could it really be some kind of sorcery or illusion? Father once said that there are indeed some people in this world who know sorcery and illusion, but these kinds of things are good for fooling ordinary people. If you encounter someone with real skills, they can only fool people the first time they use them."

He asked Li Rugui and Qi Guoyuan in detail.

That very night, thousands of Maitreya followers gathered, chanting in the darkness, "Chaos! Chaos!"

Strange actions such as “They’re coming down, they’re coming down — Down with the tyrannical ruler and treacherous ministers, down with the corrupt officials — Kill, kill, kill, kill” were performed.

Then it describes the bizarre scene of the young man riding a white horse, bathed in Buddhist light, with a Bodhi image appearing behind him, walking among thousands of Maitreya followers.

Although Luo Cheng did not believe in such superstitious nonsense, he was still horrified by what he heard.

Wang Bodang said, "Brother Luo! I've heard that the Maitreya demon Song Zixian is skilled in illusion and can transform into the Buddha. Not long ago, he was killed for attempting to assassinate the tyrannical emperor."

"That young man is probably the new leader of the Maitreya Cult, and also someone skilled in illusion and sorcery. He came here in secret to retrieve his Buddhist beads."

"It is because he is proficient in those supernatural and ghostly skills that he can do so without anyone noticing."

Luo Cheng looked at Yuchi Nan and Yuchi Bei: "You two search the mountains first, I'll go find those people later."

"If I do not return tomorrow, you should proceed to Jinan Prefecture first, lest you miss your aunt's birthday celebration."

He grabbed his gleaming silver spear, charged out, leaped onto his white horse, and rode down the mountain, rushing back along the path under the full moon.

**

Seeing that it was getting dark, Dou Xianniang, Wu Qing, and Shan Ailian decided to set up camp and rest.

I was busy all night the night before and didn't get much rest during the day, so continuing to travel inevitably led to excessive fatigue.

Anyway, based on the timeline, I should be able to meet up with You Junda and Cheng Yaojin tomorrow, and then we can head to Jinan Prefecture together.

As night deepened, Wu Qing emerged from his tent to gaze at the full, round moon in the sky.

"Master!" the guard on night watch called out in a low voice.

Wu Qing put on a large fur coat, tucked a feather fan into his waistband, and said, "It's alright, I'll just take a walk around here. You can continue to keep an eye on things."

The moonlight was as clear as water, and the earth was bathed in a bright glow. Not far down the slope, there were farmlands and a few thatched cottages.

He entered the woods and stood still for a while until he heard rustling sounds behind him.

Wu Qing had expected this. He turned around and, sure enough, saw a white snake, as white as jade, gracefully swimming over, coiling on the grass, raising its lively eyes, and quietly looking at him.

"Little White!" Wu Qing untied his fur coat and draped it over the white snake.

Beneath the large fur coat, the white snake slowly transformed into a slender, graceful, and beautiful young woman.

"My lord!" The girl, wrapped in a large fur coat, reached out from the sleeves that were too big for her to wrap her arms around his waist and nestled in his arms.