One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Thank you so much, Master! Thank you so much, Celestial Master!!"

On the other end of the phone, Guan Shihua and Deng Youfu's voices trembled with excitement, and Grandma Guan even shouted at the top of her lungs:

"We'll send a private jet to Beijing to pick you two up right away! Our shamanic staff are ready to welcome you at any time!"

"Alright, see you at the airport tomorrow morning. Make sure the car for picking me up is spacious; I don't like crowded places when I travel."

Zhang Tianyi gave a casual remark and then hung up the phone.

He tossed the Nokia back to the old master and stretched:

"Senior brother, did you hear that? We've got a job."

"I'm going to the Northeast to escape the summer heat; the weather in Beijing is really too hot."

The old master tucked his phone back into his sleeve, stood up, stretched his limbs, and twitched his beard:

"I've dealt with the spirits of Changbai Mountain when I was young. Since the goal is to clean up the filth left behind by those Japanese devils back then, I, the old Taoist, naturally have to go."

"but……"

The old master turned to look at Tian Jinzhong sitting next to him.

Tian Jinzhong was holding a teacup when he noticed his two senior brothers looking at him. He immediately smiled knowingly.

"Senior brother, second senior brother, you go ahead, don't worry about me."

"My newly grown hands and feet aren't quite used to high-intensity running around yet. Changbai Mountain is covered in ice and snow, so I won't go there."

"Yes, the third brother is right."

Zhang Tianyi nodded, walked up to Tian Jinzhong, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Your new parts still need some breaking in. How about this, you go back to Longhu Mountain tomorrow."

“Perfect timing. Now that you’re back safe and sound, you can give those little rascals on the mountain a surprise.”

Zhang Tianyi's eyes darted around, and he began to arrange personnel transfers:

"Have that big guy Rongshan be your bodyguard and escort you all the way."

"And that kid Lingyu, have him take Xia He back with you too."

“These two are always flirting in the courtyard, it’s making me dizzy. Let them go back up the mountain and reflect on their actions in front of the master’s statue. They should also get the marriage on my agenda, instead of being so hesitant all the time.”

The old Celestial Master chuckled upon hearing this: "You, as the senior disciple, have taken on the role of matchmaker."

“Okay, we’ll do it your way. It won’t work without an elder to oversee things on the mountain, so I’ll feel at ease knowing that the third brother is back.”

Tian Jinzhong smiled and nodded in agreement: "Okay, then I'll take them back to the mountain first thing tomorrow morning. Please be careful while you're out there."

"Don't worry, nothing in this world that can hurt us has been created yet."

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand.

He walked to the side and took his phone out of his pocket.

I swiped my finger across the screen twice and pulled up a WeChat contact.

Zhang Tianyi made a voice call.

After two rings, the phone was answered, and a gentle, refined voice came through:

"Amitabha. Heavenly Lord, did you call for me?"

Xiao Zizai was a temporary worker in the East China region.

"Xiao Xiao, what are you doing?" Zhang Tianyi asked with a smile.

"Sir, I'm writing an action report at the company. It's a bit of a brain drain, since some... details are hard to include in the report."

Xiao Zizai scratched his head, his tone respectful.

"Stop writing that crap. What future do you have following Fatty Zhao?"

Zhang Tianyi got straight to the point, her tone relaxed and natural:

"Master Dao, I'm going to Changbai Mountain in Northeast China tomorrow. I heard that some evil spirits left over from decades ago have appeared there."

"Absolutely top-quality goods!"

Zhang Tianyi deliberately dragged out the last syllable:

"How are you? How's your stomach been lately? How about we go out for a nice meal together? Consider it an extra treat for you."

On the other end of the phone.

Xiao Zizai was sitting in front of the computer, typing away with a troubled expression.

I heard the word "extra meal".

His fingers, which were typing on the keyboard, suddenly stopped.

He involuntarily stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips.

"Heavens..."

Although Xiao Zizai's voice was steady, he couldn't hide the excitement that almost made him tremble.

"You mean... an evil spirit from decades ago?"

"Such high-end ingredients... I really haven't tasted them much before."

"So, are you coming or not?" Zhang Tianyi urged, leaning against a pillar.

"Come on! Coming right now!"

Xiao Zizai snapped the ballpoint pen in his hand in two and slammed the laptop shut with a "snap."

"Please wait a moment, sir. I'll go and ask for my annual leave right away. I'll be waiting for you at the airport tomorrow morning."

"Amitabha, this humble monk's boning knife has finally found a use again."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Tianyi put his phone back in his pocket with satisfaction.

"All done, we have a cook to cut the meat."

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Chulan, who was peeking out from the corner of the corridor, revealing a "kind" smile.

"Chu Lan, stop hiding, come here."

Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat, and he knew he was in trouble. He forced himself to move over.

"Second Master... what are your orders?"

"Go and inform Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhuge."

Zhang Tianyi patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder, his tone leaving no room for refusal:

"Tomorrow morning, pack your bags and come with me to Northeast China."

"what?!"

Zhang Chulan's face turned into a bitter mess:

"Master! I just got back to Beijing, I haven't even been to the company yet! You're going to the Northeast again? I'm still a working person, I need to go back to work!"

"Moreover, Master Wang finally managed to go home, and Zhuge Qing also said he wanted to go back to his hometown..."

Stop talking nonsense to me.

Zhang Tianyi glared at him:

"Go to work? Go to work my ass!"

"I've already spoken to Fatty Zhao. Your full-time job now is my tour guide and personal assistant!"

"As for Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhuge... they've eaten so many meals from me, is it reasonable for them not to do some work to pay for their transportation?"

"Going to the Northeast Road is so far, how can we manage without someone to carry our bags, carry our sedan chairs, and book hotels?"

"Go and notify them immediately! Anyone who dares to say they won't go tomorrow..."

A spark of electricity crackled between Zhang Tianyi's fingers:

"I'll go to their bedside tonight and help them wake up."

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard, immediately stood at attention, and adopted a righteous and awe-inspiring expression:

"Understood! I guarantee I'll bring those two free laborers with me! Anyone who dares not to go, I, Zhang Chulan, will be the first to break their legs!"

"Going to Northeast China would be great! They have sweet and sour pork and stewed meat in an iron pot! You can even see snow! It's fantastic!"

Zhang Chulan cheered hypocritically.

With tears streaming down his face, he ran to the neighbor's yard to conscript men.

Chapter 153 The Air Traffic Control Bureau is going crazy! Why are these rabbits from Northeast China eating meat?

The next morning.

Beijing Xishan Manor is bathed in sunshine, filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

The atmosphere in the living room, however, was somewhat tense.

The old Celestial Master, dressed in a neat gray Taoist robe, sat on the sofa.

He held a cup of green tea that had been refilled five times and let out a long sigh.

"Ugh……"

This sigh was filled with the vicissitudes and sorrow of a centenarian.

Sitting next to him was Wang Ye, who looked utterly hopeless.

His dark circles were even deeper than yesterday.

"Four times already..."

Zhang Chulan squatted beside the coffee table, holding his phone, sweating profusely as he smiled apologetically at the person on the other end of the line.

"Oh, oh, oh! I'm so sorry! I'm really so sorry!"

"Chairman Zhao! It's not that we don't want to leave! It's just... we really can't leave!"

"What? The air traffic control is going crazy? They've already reserved four rebookings for us?"