Chapter 95

Xiaomiao may look innocent, but she actually dared to attack a detective, which is not something an ordinary person would do.

However, I noticed that she didn’t seem to plan on staying here any longer, so I didn’t intend to pursue the matter further. After all, the fault was with Hanshan for pulling her sister.

"Brother Xia, be careful! She said she’s going to release one of them!" one of the detectives seemed to understand Xiaomiao’s dialect.

Before he could finish speaking, as Xiaomiao turned around, my sister-in-law suddenly tugged at my sleeve.

My expression turned grim: "Looking for death."

The black-furred hou roared and ran out of the soul jar, its massive body blocking me from view.

Song Wanyi sat sideways on the black-furred hou, watching a swarm of insects collide with the dog and fall to the ground. Her previously calm face turned cold.

The black-furred hou’s claws, wrapped in a layer of yin energy, stepped on the insect swarm, crushing them to pieces.

Shocked, Xiaomiao was tackled by Xijun, who pinned her to the ground, opened her blood-red mouth, and was about to devour her soul!

"Xijun! Stop!" I shouted, fearing she would really destroy this girl.

"You, who raises ghosts, indeed have your skills, but bullying a weak woman, don’t you think that’s disgraceful?"

Faced with Xijun’s sharp fangs, Xiaomiao was both angry and afraid, yet she wouldn’t back down. Biquzai has been updated.

"I bullied you? You released the insects behind my back, thinking I didn’t see? If it weren’t for my sister-in-law’s warning, I wouldn’t have noticed these hair-thin insects."

Don’t underestimate this young girl; when provoked, she’s like a hedgehog with its quills raised, turning around to release insects to harm me. These insect masters can sometimes be even more ruthless than ghost masters.

"How did you knock down my sister!" The fat girl, seeing Xiaomiao on the ground, ran over to pull me, but a detective stopped her.

The thin one didn’t dare to come over, clearly knowing the reason her sister fell was due to some irresistible force.

"When did I release insects? Can you describe their shape?" Xiaomiao was extremely shrewd. She couldn’t see them herself, so she didn’t believe anyone else could. When the insects were released, they were as invisible as air in the sunlight.

Just as we were at an impasse, an old woman with a tattered bag passing by changed her course and walked over. She sized up Xiaomiao and then Xijun.

Finally, the old woman extended her hand and drew several talisman symbols, followed by a yellow talisman appearing in her hand, which she directed at Xijun!

I saw it was a talisman!

Boom!

In the yin-yang eye, a bizarre blue light exploded, and Xijun was directly repelled, rolling on the ground, enveloped in a cloud of yin energy.

Enraged, Xijun, without regard for hurting anyone, opened her mouth and spat a beam of light at the old woman!

Why is this old woman suddenly attacking me?

Facing the beam of light, the old woman, without a word, crossed her hands and rapidly drew several talisman symbols on the paper. Two yellow talismans, as if flying in the air, mixed together and were struck towards the beam of light!

Boom!

The red light hit the yellow talisman and disappeared!

"Wait! Old lady! What did I do to you?" I took a few steps back. What’s going on with this old woman? She suddenly appeared and attacked us with talismans.

As soon as I finished speaking, the old woman pulled Xiaomiao up from the ground and pointed at me, seemingly saying something.

Xiaomiao, seeing someone save her, immediately pretended to wipe her tears and cried: "Old lady, that big brother hit me and released something, and I suddenly fell to the ground, wailing."

"You liar! When did I hit you!" I was furious at Xiaomiao.

But seeing the old woman’s severely damaged teeth and half-cut tongue, my anger cooled like water poured over it.

Isn’t this the mute old lady who sells cinnabar in the market?

You can’t play me like this, can you?

"Hey! Girl! You’re slandering me! Don’t think the old lady didn’t see, and you can lie. You were about to release insects to harm me!" I pointed at the cunning girl and stated the facts.

Seeing the old lady, I knew she was a high-level expert and shouldn’t be provoked.

"Old lady! We are police officers and would never lie to you. This young man is telling the truth! Don’t be confused and think you’re saving a beauty. That innocent-looking girl is a venomous snake!" Hanshan said angrily.

The old woman, not a fool, saw me restraining Xijun and the black-furred hou, and didn’t attack directly. She frowned and looked at Xiaomiao, then sized her up.

Xiaomiao, not daring to stay, immediately said: "Thank you, old lady for saving me! I will repay your kindness in the future. Goodbye!"

With that, Xiaomiao ran off at lightning speed, and her two sisters, seeing their sister run, followed.

The fat one, with shorter legs, didn’t get away and was caught by Hanshan: "Stop! Trying to escape? ID card! I suspect you are wanted criminals, don’t think you can get away!"

"Comrade police officer! We are not wanted criminals!" The fat girl’s face fell, and she cried, showing her ID card.

Seeing that we were real police officers, the old woman realized she had made a mistake and shook her head apologetically, then made some sounds and waved her hands, indicating it was unintentional.

"Old lady, we suspect they are wanted criminals using Miao witchcraft as a cover for a series of frauds. Look, you let a group of wanted criminals escape!" Hanshan said sternly. The two young detectives exchanged glances and nodded, clearly having cooperated with Hanshan before.

Can the police lie? I was impressed by Hanshan but couldn’t say anything.

The old woman, intimidated by Hanshan, hurriedly bowed, looking pitiful.

"Sahan! That’s my master! How could you forget her!"

Just as I was confused about the chaotic situation, Zhao Qian ran out of the car, grabbed the old woman’s hand, and cried like a teary-eyed person: "Master! It’s Qian!"

Seeing her master not react, Zhao Qian cried and made some talisman-drawing gestures. The old woman tilted her head, looked for a long time, and finally her eyes cleared, as if recognizing something.

Hanshan watched for a while, her eyes widening: "How could it really be the lay nun? But how? No, it’s impossible! Her teeth and tongue!"

"What’s wrong? Do you know something?" I turned to Hanshan.

"That’s Qian’s master! I didn’t recognize her before, but why is she in such a sorry state, with her tongue and teeth..." Hanshan’s tears also fell.

"What? She’s Zhao Qian’s master? A lay nun?" I was shocked beyond words.

The old woman selling cinnabar turned out to be Zhao Qian’s long-lost master, the confused lay nun?

From Hanshan’s words, it seemed the lay nun was confused but still had her tongue before she went missing, which was cut off afterward. No wonder Zhao Qian was crying so much.

The lay nun I met in high school is now here, the connection of cause and effect is truly unpredictable.

"Master! What happened to your tongue?" Zhao Qian cried, sobbing uncontrollably.

The lay nun just shook her head, patted her head, and made some sounds, whether to comfort or something else.

Seeing the once-quiet street now crowded with people, we suggested taking the old nun back first. Zhao Qian agreed, and we got into the car.

Hanshan still needed to visit Lin Feiyu at the hospital, so she had the two young detectives take the fat girl to the police station.

I had a bad impression of the three girls and felt no emotion as the fat girl was taken away. I drove straight back to Longyuan Community.

Not knowing the lay nun, and with Zhao Qian having many things to discuss, I didn’t disturb them and prepared to go to the altar to perform the ritual to let Jiang Han enter the soul jar and become my ghost general.

Jiang Han’s strength was on par with Song Wanyi. His addition was crucial to me, especially since I was having conflicts with the families and needed to quickly enhance my own strength.

At the altar, I asked Jiang Han about his actual abilities. His answers were a mix of good and bad. He wasn’t a close-combat fighter like Xijun or capable of emitting wind blades like Song Wanyi.

He also lacked the black-furred hou’s ability to crush ghost generals with a single claw. He was a defensive general, immune to the large formations set up by the mystic sects, allowing him to escape from certain death when surrounded by the Zhang family.

In other words, he had strong escape abilities. During the ghost coffin incident, he carried me as if flying, and if it weren’t for the city god’s decree, I might have escaped.

So, he wasn’t very useful in a fight, but he could save my life in critical moments, which was still a good ghost general, I thought.

Seeing that I looked down on him, Jiang Han tearfully pleaded with me. I thought he might have poor communication skills and didn’t fully express his strengths, perhaps more than just being tough and good at escaping.

So, I agreed. The ritual to raise him didn’t take long, and it was already evening. Seeing it was almost night, I put a pile of books and my grandmother’s box in the car, preparing to return to the Four Immortals Temple.

Just as I finished packing, Lei Qing called: "Brother Tian? Why haven’t you called me today? I’ve been waiting all day. It’s almost dinner time. How about we have dinner? I have an urgent matter, really urgent! It’s a matter of life and death!"

I remembered I had promised to have lunch with him at the hospital but had forgotten due to exhaustion.

But it was almost night. Would the city god come to take me away?