Early the next morning.

In the bedroom.

Mao Xiaofang, who had dark eyes, blew out the bean lamp, tightened the monster catching bag, and stood up with a gentle tap on his lower back.

After interrogating for a whole night, but still finding nothing, he became more certain that there was something fishy about the matter, and he even had some vague guesses in his heart...

"Dongdongdong."

"Dongdongdong."

While he was deep in thought, a rapid knock on the door suddenly sounded, followed by Xiao Hai's anxious voice: "Master, Master, please come out and take a look."

Mao Xiaofang's eyelids twitched, and he quickly stood up and opened the door. As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw more than a dozen villagers standing together, both men and women, old and young, all with anxious faces.

"Master Mao."

"Master Mao..."

After seeing him come out, everyone immediately swarmed around him.

Mao Xiaofang was used to this kind of scene, and said calmly: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just tell me, what happened again?"

"Master Mao, we just want to ask, are the ghosts we caught last night still there?" an old man looked closely at Mao Xiaofang and asked with a complicated expression.

"Of course I'm still there." Mao Xiaofang said, "Is there any problem?"

"If those ghosts are still there, it means that Master Lei's ghost-calling spell was not used thoroughly, and he did not summon all the ghosts. As a result, the ghosts attacked us in the middle of the night and took away our family. If those ghosts are not there, Master Mao, below

If so, you don’t need me to say more, right?" the old man said.

Mao Xiaofang's heart thumped, and he hurriedly rushed back to his room, only to find that the table was empty, and the monster-catching bag placed there had disappeared.

He broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, Mao Xiaofang suddenly realized: he had seriously underestimated the intensity and cruelty of this fight.

The opponent's methods are one move after another, and even the timing of each move is just right, without giving him any chance to breathe.

Now that the monster catching bag is gone, it happened that another ghost disaster broke out last night. What's more serious is that Lei Gang insisted on destroying the evil ghosts last night, and it was he who "saved" these ghosts.

So, what should he explain to these folks now?

"What's wrong, junior brother?" At this time, Lei Gang was helped over by Lei Xiu and asked with concern.

Mao Xiaofang shook his head, took a deep breath, turned around and saw Qin Yao, and immediately strode over: "Dao Zhang Qin, I need your help."

Qin Yao nodded and said: "Master Mao, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."

"Just now, while we were talking, the monster catching bag I left in the room disappeared." Mao Xiaofang whispered: "Can Taoist Qin figure out who did it?"

Qin Yao suddenly understood and subconsciously raised his eyes in the direction of Lei Gang: "It's useless, Master Mao, I don't have enough prestige in Gantian Town. Even if I figure out who did it, if I can't provide definite evidence,

Others won’t believe it either. But the problem is that metaphysics is the most difficult thing to verify.”

Mao Xiaofang's eyes dimmed and he remained silent.

"What's wrong, Master Mao?" the old man asked loudly in the courtyard.

Mao Xiaofang steeled himself and slowly came to the crowd: "To be honest, everyone, the monster catching bag was stolen just now. I guarantee with my life that the ghosts last night must not be the ones in the monster catching bag, because I

I didn't sleep all night last night and kept interrogating them."

The crowd suddenly fell silent, everyone's eyes were different.

At this moment, no one broke out, not even a voice of doubt. It was purely because Mao Xiaofang's previous prestige was still there.

If they didn't have this prestige, these people would have started making trouble long ago.

"Master Mao, we want to believe you. The most important thing is that those missing people can come back." After a long time, the old man whispered.

Mao Xiaofang understood what he meant, took a breath silently, and promised: "I will do my best to find the villagers who were snatched away by the ghosts."

"How many days?" a man in the crowd suddenly asked.

Mao Xiaofang's expression froze and he said: "Three days, I will give you the results in three days!"

Not long after, after finally persuading these victims to leave, everyone in Fuxi Hall stood in the courtyard, speechless for a long time.

"Junior brother, you are responsible for this."

After a long time, Lei Gang said softly: "Think about it, how could those people be still intact after being taken away by ghosts for so long? If all you recover are corpses, the people who have lost their loved ones will definitely not let you go.

Even, I won’t let Fu Xi Tang go!”

"I know it well." Mao Xiaofang nodded and looked up at Qin Yao: "Taoist Qin, please come with me."

"Okay." Qin Yao responded, followed him silently, and strode out of Fuxi Hall.

Lei Gang watched the two people leave with his "mind's eye", and a few waves flashed in his blind eyes...

Soon, in the yellowing green mountains, Mao Xiaofang walked slowly and straight: "Taoist Master Qin, I suspect that all this is the fault of Master...Lei Gang."

Qin Yao: "It's obvious that if you don't fall down, how can he stand up in Fuxi Hall?"

Mao Xiaofang pursed his lips, paused, and bowed deeply to Qin Yao: "Please, Chief Qin, save me!"

Just like he was forced into a dilemma by Lei Gang in the original work, although the plot has undergone earth-shaking changes now, the result is no different.

He seems to be in a dead end now, unable to break out, and can only place his hope on outsiders!

Looking down at Mao Xiaofang who was bowing and saluting, Qin Yao felt a trace of unbearability in his heart, but then he became cruel again.

If he just needed Mao Xiaofang to worship him, then he had reached this level earlier.

If he wanted Mao Xiaofang's admiration and gratitude, then now is the time to do so.

But the problem is, he wants much more than that.

He wants Mao Xiaofang to return to his heart and wants the other party to surrender!

Tiandao Sect is a subordinate organization of Maoshan, Fuxitang is not.

As long as Mao Xiaofang is still the master of Fuxi Hall for a day and does not regard himself as the Tiandao sect, he cannot be considered as a loyal person, let alone surrender!

It's still a little short of success. If he softens his heart at this time, Fu Xitang, headed by Mao Xiaofang, may be grateful to him for a long time in the future, but he will not be able to let him be driven, let alone be given important responsibilities.

Thinking of this, Qin Yao held Mao Xiaofang's elbows with both hands and said warmly: "We are a family, there is no need to be so open to outsiders.

I will go to Huangquan now and borrow the Yin-Yang Scroll from Meng Po to find out the missing villagers.

You don't have to worry too much. If the ghosts want to kill people, they won't kidnap people at all. I guess they are probably looking for a body for themselves to walk in the world.

Or maybe they were instructed by some people to hide the villagers as hostages."

"I think so too." Mao Xiaofang said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Taoist Master Qin."

Qin Yao nodded and said: "But there is one thing. I will be back in three days if I am tired. Before I come back, I can only rely on you to support yourself."

Mao Xiaofang took a deep breath and said: "At worst, we can buy a little more time from the villagers..."

"It's not that simple. It won't be easy in the next few days. You must be careful."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said: "Master Mao, without further delay, I will not go back to Fuxi Hall and go directly to Huangquan."

Mao Xiaofang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Taoist Master Qin."

Qin Yao smiled slightly, and his body instantly escaped to the ground...

"Junior brother, why are you back by yourself? Where is Taoist Master Qin?"

Half an hour later, when Mao Xiaofang entered the Taoist temple alone, Lei Gang in the pavilion immediately stood up.

"I asked Taoist Master Qin to help me with something. He won't be back until two days later," Mao Xiaofang said.

Lei Gang's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

In his opinion, Mao Xiaofang is still the same as he was more than ten years ago, and the two apprentices he accepted are like useless materials.

In terms of threats, looking at the entire Fuxi Hall, only the mysterious Taoist Qin made him unable to figure it out...

‘No, the nights are long and there are many dreams. Mao Xiaofang must be beaten into dust and driven out of Fuxi Hall before the other party comes back!’ Lei Gang secretly muttered in his heart while his thoughts were turning.

So, something happened again in the evening of the next day. A short man with a skinny build and short cheeks and beard was seen walking as fast as flying. He rushed into Fuxi Hall and shouted: "Master Mao, Master Mao..."

In the lobby, Mao Xiaofang stepped out and asked, "Dachun, what happened again?"

Since Lei Gang came back, strange things happened frequently in the past two days, which made him a little exhausted mentally and physically.

"Master Mao, something happened in Mojiazhuang this time!" Dachun said with a frightened face: "It's terrible, it's too terrible..."

Mao Xiaofang's heart skipped a beat and he said hurriedly: "Take me there now and talk as you go."

After the two left quickly, Lei Gang took Lei Xiu out of the room and asked calmly: "Are you all ready?"

"Everything is ready, Dad." Lei Xiu said.

Lei Gang smiled silently: "Shan, let's go there now."

Shortly after.

Mojiazhuang.

In the lobby.

Song Zilong and Zhou Yuan were investigating the situation. When they saw Mao Xiaofang, they greeted him immediately and said, "Master Mao."

Mao Xiaofang nodded, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of six human-shaped stone sculptures in the hall: "What is this?"

"Six members of the Mo family were found missing this morning, and six humanoid sculptures suddenly appeared in the main hall. We suspected that an evil cultivator had cast a spell and turned the six Mo family members into stone sculptures, so we asked them to
To be continued...