Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Master Feng knocked on the door for two minutes before it opened. It was Master Wei’s second disciple who opened the door. He was wearing the same black sweater as before, with a cold expression and an unusually hoarse voice: “What do you want?”
“Uh…” Master Feng was a little intimidated by his imposing aura and peeked inside. “Where is your master?”
Then Wei Xi stepped out from behind the other person: “You were looking for me?”
Looking at him, Master Feng noticed that Wei Xi wasn’t wearing a coat, his hair was a bit messy, his eyes were glazed over, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he was wiping the corner of his mouth with his fingers as he spoke, his voice slightly nasal, and every move he made exuded an indescribable languor.
This languor wasn’t just ordinary laziness; it was like being mixed with a thick, sticky syrup, carrying a sweet, ambiguous scent.
Why…why are you suddenly like this? Master Feng blushed for no reason: “Wei, were you taking a bath just now, Fellow Daoist Wei?”
It looks like he was about to melt from being soaked in water.
Wei Xi licked his lips and shook his head. He walked to his apprentice’s side and lazily leaned against his apprentice’s back: “What exactly happened?”
Master Feng then realized what was happening, and his expression changed: “It’s like this, just now when Fellow Daoist Quan was about to go downstairs to take a bath and change his clothes, he suddenly discovered that someone was spying on him through the window of his room!”
Wei Xi: “???”
Tuan Tuanyi also came out of his room at this moment, and was shocked when he heard this: “Peeping…peeping at Master Quan? Does this pervert have such heavy tastes?!”
Master Feng: “…”
“No!” Master Feng slapped his thigh. “Fellow Daoist Wei! We live on the third floor, the third floor!”
Wei Xi also realized: “Third-floor window, that’s probably not a person.”
Tuan Tuanyi whispered, “Anyway, whether they’re human or not, their tastes are definitely extreme.”
When Master Feng thought of Master Quan’s face, he actually felt that it made a lot of sense for a moment. After clearing away the strange thoughts, he couldn’t help but look at the master and disciple in front of him who seemed to be conjoined twins.
After Wei Xi leaned in, his cold-faced apprentice’s expression softened considerably. He had already gone back into the house to get a coat and carefully put it on Wei Xi.
The master and disciple, one looking down and the other looking up, locked eyes, exuding an aura that inexplicably excluded everyone else. He felt a strange unease for some reason, but he didn’t have time to think about it now; the most important thing was to find out who had been spying on Master Quan.
The commotion among the travelers naturally alerted the hot spring hotel. Many guests, unaware of what had happened, panicked upon hearing about the peeping incident and rushed to the lobby: “What happened? Has the peeping person been caught? Who did it!”
One of the early guests replied with a subtle expression, “It’s said that a group of cult members came to spy on the Taoist priests who came to visit today. Have you heard of the Xiusheng Sect?”
There were also locals present. Xin’an was the stronghold of the Xiusheng Sect, and many of the locals were believers. Upon hearing this, they couldn’t believe it: “How is this possible?! How could the Xiusheng Sect be a cult?! Who were they spying on?!”
As he spoke, his gaze turned to Taicang Sect and the others who had rushed upstairs, his eyes sweeping over the outstanding faces of Wei Xi and his second disciple behind him.
Then, a furious, aged voice suddenly rang out from the hall: “Outrageous! I was almost completely naked at the time. If I hadn’t reacted quickly, I would have been seen naked!”
The believers’ eyes swept over instantly.
Master Quan was sitting in the hall, trembling with anger, even his goat beard was shaking wildly: “The Xiusheng Sect is clearly provoking us!”
He was wrapped in a bathrobe, his posture almost like that of a young woman protecting her innocent beauty, his hairy legs alluring in the night.
The local followers of the cult present: “…………………………”
Okay, I can’t believe in this kind of extreme stuff anymore. I’m leaving the fandom.
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It was obviously not human who could be spying on Master Quan from the third-floor window. Master Quan also said that when he threw a talisman, the other party screamed and fell off the windowsill. He quickly looked down and only saw a small black shadow darting away.
Everyone was certain that this was the work of the Xiusheng Sect. The chubby hostage initially refused to admit it, but after being beaten up by Tuan Tuanyi, he cried out in a wailing voice, “No, it wasn’t ghost soldiers, what you’re talking about should be… it should be my master’s spies…”
The Xiusheng Sect really does have spies outside!
Everyone immediately pressed for details, and only then did they learn from the chubby boy that the leader of the Xiusheng Sect had somehow acquired a group of demons who had become spirits. After subduing them, he kept them under his command and had them gather information about various places in Xin’an for him.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately understood. They had initially suspected the ghost soldiers but hadn’t considered the possibility of spirits. However, spirits came in different species, and most could communicate with animals similar to themselves. The city was filled with so many ubiquitous animals— stray cats and dogs, wild birds, sewer rats, and even insects found in every household. Their ability to transmit messages was clearly far superior to that of the ghost soldiers. This explained why the Xiusheng Cult’s informants were so well-informed, even knowing about police raids in advance.
No matter how invulnerable a police station may be, it could not eliminate cockroaches simply by virtue of its righteousness.
Everyone immediately asked, “What methods did you use to subdue them?”
The chubby boy sobbed, “These monsters have become spirits and want to be human. My master introduces them to jobs and prepares their identities. In return, they provide us with information.”
These informants were like ticking time bombs; how could the Taoist priests tolerate them? They immediately stood up and interrogated him: “Tell me, where have you placed these spirits?”
The chubby boy didn’t know much either, only a few vague details, and he cried and said, “I, I’ll take you to find it.”
Half an hour later, the group escorted the chubby boy, silently gazing at the construction site before them.
The construction site was bustling with activity even at night, the lights were on, and a thin, dusty-faced boy was struggling to lift a large pile of bricks and carefully place them on a wheelbarrow.
The foreman’s urging came from behind: “Gou Dan! Hurry up!”
The boy lowered his head and gave a meek “Ah,” straightened his helmet, wiped his sweat, and revealed a delicate and pretty face.
The Taoist priests present looked at the demonic aura emanating from it and said, “…”
The chubby boy explained, “This is a wild dog spirit. It’s stronger than the average person, which is why it was able to snag such a good job. The wages here are really high, better than those who work as waiters or cleaners! So it’s especially grateful to my master, and it’s the one who provides the most information.”
Many of the Taoist priests present who had experienced the rituals performed by the Huamao Mountain film crew silently turned their gazes toward the Taicang Sect: “…”
This was truly the most miserable demon they had ever seen.
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