This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

The night was late already.

Xu Yang didn’t go home.

He told Ma Xiaotiao to move the table and chairs, and started practicing drawing talismans on the first floor.

…

At the same time.

In the room of a restaurant four streets away.

Suddenly, a miserable cry broke the silence of the night…

“Uncle Master!”

It was Guan Yun who woke up from his sleep.

Looking at his Uncle Master, who had become a corpse lying on the ground and was still holding his twisted neck, Guan Yun was completely stunned…

“What’s wrong?”

“What’s going on?”

“Uncle Master… don’t scare me!”

He threw himself onto his Uncle Master’s corpse, enveloped in panic, full of doubts in his heart… How could his Uncle Master have twisted his own neck all of a sudden?

Wasn’t the little girl with the surname Wu found?

Even if she wasn’t found… with such a big family business in New Mateland, his Uncle Master wouldn’t have just twisted his own neck, right?

“Wait a minute…”

“The little girl with the surname Wu?”

Guan Yun hesitated.

He vaguely felt that he had forgotten something, but no matter how he tried to recall, he couldn’t remember anything, and he felt like his head was splitting!

The hotel staff were alarmed by his miserable cry of “Uncle Master,” and knocked on the door.

Guan Yun quickly collected his emotions, and said: “It’s nothing, I just had a nightmare… It’s okay, I will call the front desk if I need anything.”

At this moment, he finally calmed down.

Thoughts flashed across his mind…

His Uncle Master was the one he had called back to the country. Now that his Uncle Master had twisted his own neck, his family, children, and disciples definitely wouldn’t believe it… At that time, they would surely turn their anger on him, and there was a good chance they would even beat him to death!

“This matter must not be told to them for now!”

“Uncle Master’s death… must be kept secret!”

“Once I’m back, I’ll sell the family property, take my wife and children to flee far away, and hide our identities…”

As a martial artist, Guan Yun immediately took a bed sheet, wrapped the corpse, carried it on his back, and climbed out of the window. At this moment, the night was deep and silent, and there were almost no people on the street. He ran all the way with the corpse on his back, buried it in a secluded place after leaving the city, and then bought a ticket to go home overnight.

Everything went according to his plan.

One day later, he took his wife and children and flew to Yingland.

Three days later.

Pang Sihua’s corpse was discovered and reported to the police… The police, following clues, notified Pang Sihua’s family in Southeast Asia.

Three months later.

Guan Yun, who had already bought a farm in Yingland countryside, died unexpectedly, leaving behind his beautiful wife and son… The next month, his wife sold the assets in Yingland, brought her son and Guan Yun’s deposits of more than 30 million back to their homeland, and shamelessly lived with her old lover.

Of course…

This was all in the future, and Xu Yang didn’t know about it.

At this moment, he was still drawing talismans in the funeral shop.

Painting until around three in the morning, Ma Long finally opened his eyes. He took a long breath and said excitedly, “Xu Yang, this Dream Creation Skill is simply amazing… And I feel that it can be combined with some of the secret techniques taught to me by my master, which would make it even more powerful.”

The two exchanged a few pleasantries.

“Speaking of your master… Where has he been lately? Has he called you?”

Xu Yang thought of Elder Wang Defa.

“He did call me.”

As soon as Elder Wang was mentioned, Ma Long complained, “My master called to ask about my training progress. When I asked him where he was, he wouldn’t tell me, saying that he had important things to do and that I shouldn’t worry. He said he’d come to see me as soon as he returned.”

Elder Wang became increasingly mysterious in Xu Yang’s mind!

At first, he thought Elder Wang was just an ordinary old man selling longevity materials, but he later found out that he was also part of the martial world. However, he then discovered that Elder Wang was not a human being!

Later, Xu Yang learned that Elder Wang was actually an underworld emissary.

It was not until Ma Long became his disciple that he revealed his true identity: a registered disciple of King Biancheng, the ruler of the Sixth Hall of the Ten Halls of Yama!

Underworld soldiers of Fengdu City said that there were countless registered disciples of King Biancheng. However, Lord Cui had once mentioned that Wang Defa held a high position in Wrongful Death City and had almost become a Judge…

Xu Yang believed that Elder Wang was hiding many secrets and felt the need to have a chat with him!

Since it was Elder Wang who helped his grandfather’s soul enter the Underworld,

Elder Wang must know where his grandfather’s soul is!

Just at this moment, Ma Xiaotiao came downstairs with a surprised look on his face, “Master… Master, the girl is awake!”

Xu Yang looked up at the staircase and saw the girl quickly walking down.

Her eyes turned red as soon as she saw Xu Yang. She knelt on the ground with a thud and said, “Master Xu, I beg you, please save my grandpa!”

Xu Yang frowned, asking, “I only met your grandfather once. Why would you come to seek my help?”

The young girl said, “My grandfather and I were being hunted down. We fled all the way to Xi Xia and had nowhere else to go. That’s when my grandfather asked me to find you… Oh, right!”

As if recalling something, she reached into her clothes and pulled out a blue-covered book. Holding it with both hands, she said, “My grandfather said that as long as you help, the supreme secret book of the Trickster Sect, the Wordless Heavenly Book, can be borrowed for you to study.”

Xu Yang did not take the “Wordless Heavenly Book” but sighed deeply instead.

Through Guan Yun’s dream, Xu Yang knew that the girl’s grandfather had already died.

As for seeking his help…

It was probably a last resort that her grandfather arranged for his granddaughter before he died! He asked her to find Xu Yang, using the “Wordless Heavenly Book” to ensure that Xu Yang would protect her!

After a few moments of contemplation, Xu Yang decided to tell the girl the truth, “Your grandfather has already passed away…”

The girl was stunned on the spot.

Xu Yang continued, “I have killed Pang Sihua, who murdered your grandfather, in revenge… But although Pang Sihua is dead, there are still many disciples in Pang Clan. You should stay here with me for now to avoid any trouble.”

The young girl slumped to the ground.

Unexpectedly, she did not wail.

With red eyes, she just silently shed tears.

She knelt again, kowtowed twice to Xu Yang, and said, “Thank you, Master Xu, for avenging my grandfather…”

Her hands still held the “Wordless Heavenly Book.”

Being smart as she was, she also guessed her grandfather’s intention.

Xu Yang sighed, took the Wordless Heavenly Book, and said, “In that case, I shall borrow this Wordless Heavenly Book for a while. I’ll return it to you when I finish reading.”

On the blue cover of the book, there were four gilded characters: “Wordless Heavenly Book.”

But when the book was opened…

Within it were blank pages without a single character!