Chapter 9: The Taoist Priest of Maoshan (Part 2)

It turned out that the screen had turned gray, and the body of the Taoist priest lay on the ground. The message bar displayed a line of text: "You have been killed by 'I Love a Branch of Firewood'! ... ..."

Wu Can shouted anxiously, and the driver, not understanding the situation, suddenly stopped the car by the roadside, risking being ticketed by the traffic police. The screeching sound of the tires against the road made pedestrians frown, and Wu Deneng was also startled awake, hurriedly asking for the reason.

The young man with yellow hair looked dejected, yet his eyes shone brightly, like stars in the night sky: "Little ghost, if it weren't for your incessant noise, I wouldn't have been killed. What do you think should be done to compensate me?"

Wu Deneng stepped forward at the right moment and smiled, saying: "Hehe, you must be Daoist Qingfeng, don't hold a grudge against a child; he is only 11 years old"

Wu Deneng felt that his son was quite remarkable, as he had just discerned the depth of the Taoist's knowledge and readily agreed to his request

The cool breeze, with a hint of annoyance, ran a hand through its disheveled, withered hair and said, "If you have a request, hurry up and say it; I still want to play games"

It is truly remarkable that there are still people playing Legend now! Everyone can hear the sarcasm in Wu Can's words, "What a sweat, it's still a private server from www.hetushucomcom! A Taoist with two pets and a mage who can cast Holy Word in a PK, I am simply in awe of you!

In the game, a mage using a double magic cheat is about to activate the locking function and frantically casts Lightning Bolt, each strike landing on the Taoist's head, instantly depleting the Taoist's health bar. The Taoist, in a flurry, has just summoned a pet when he is instantly taken out by the mage's Holy Word spell. Just after consuming a potion to restore health, he is struck again by the opponent's Lightning Bolt.

Wu Can was curious and wanted to see what game he was playing. After watching, he nearly fainted

The young man with yellow hair, infuriated, threw his cigarette to the ground, yet he was at a loss when it came to dealing with such a clever little boy

Wu Can said nothing in the car, and Wu Deneng did not inquire either. The father and son remained silent all the way until they reached their destination

So much has happened in the past two days that Wu Can's mind is a bit overwhelmed. He often recalls the sadness he felt before, and only now does he understand a certain kind of longing, a longing for Lu Shiman, who wore long hair and a white dress. But where is she, and what exactly happened between them? Wu Can has no clues at all.

"Cut it out, I won't be your wife, you smelly brother!" The little girl pushed Wu Can's hand away and stumbled into her mother's embrace

"Nightmare Immortal, did you just see the woman in the long white dress? The memories you have read are of that girl named Lu Shiman!" Wu Can shouted in his heart to the Immortal.

Wu Deneng pushed open the door and was immediately choked by the smoke in the room, coughing. Wu Can also covered his nose and carefully examined the room

Upon hearing his aunt's words, Wu Can smiled reluctantly and said, "I certainly won't marry her as my wife; by the time she grows up, my hair will have turned white."

Wu Can raised her small face and disdainfully said: "If one's skills are inferior to others, one must bravely admit it! Furthermore, playing a game with severely imbalanced settings is inherently a foolish act! Even more foolish is choosing the weakest profession in this game!"

Wu Can has already jumped out of the car and is running back, like a cheetah, with the sound of the wind rushing past his ears

The three individuals entering the door were sweating profusely. The bodyguard wanted to remind the young man with yellow hair, but was stopped by Wu Deneng, who indicated that they should respect the esteemed figure from Maoshan.

Wu Deneng raised his wrist to check the time and said, "Haha, I won't join you in your antics any longer; I still need to go invite a Taoist priest"

A young man with dyed yellow hair was picking at his toes, smoking a cigarette, and playing an online game. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, he did not turn his head but mumbled indistinctly, "You came to find me to catch ghosts, right? Oh, just find a place to sit, let me finish off this bastard of a mage first... Damn it, what the hell, how can I, a level 60 Taoist, not defeat a level 45 mage? What kind of ridiculous game is this? If I unleashed my Five Thunder Spell, you mages and warriors wouldn't stand a chance!"

This is a narrow alley of romance and intrigue, where they parked at the entrance. On both sides of the road are massage parlors and hair salons adorned with red lanterns, and scantily clad women occasionally cast flirtatious glances at them, with some even boldly approaching to strike up a conversation. Wu Deneng wore a stern expression, commanding his bodyguards to disperse them, fearing that these loose women would lead his son astray. Little did he know, a great evil had already taken residence within Wu Can, far more malevolent than these prostitutes, gradually leading him step by step beyond the bounds of morality.

The young man with yellow hair slammed the mouse and stood up

Wu Deneng's business Mercedes-Benz is always accompanied by a driver and a bodyguard. Once he gets into the car and mentions an address, he falls asleep. Wu Can knows that his father is very tired and does not dare to ask the bodyguard too many questions about the recent situation of the company, so he quietly gazes out the window at the passersby.

The Immortal Elder is not always paying attention to the outside situation, so how could I see the girl in a white dress with long hair? Even if this image appears in your mind, I might mistakenly think it is something you imagined. The Nightmare Immortal has not yet informed him that he has not consumed the potion that grants memories of past lives. However, the Nightmare Immortal suspects that Lu Shiman might have been Wu Can's girlfriend in a previous life. After ten years of life and death, it is possible that the girl has long since married and has children who are taller than him. Therefore, he does not mention this matter at all; even if Wu Can asks him, he pretends to be confused. Nevertheless, the Nightmare Immortal suspects that Lu Shiman might have been Wu Can's girlfriend in a previous life. After ten years of life and death, it is possible that the girl has long since married and has children who are taller than him. Therefore, he does not mention this matter at all; even if Wu Can asks him, he pretends to be confused.

Oh? Wu Can suddenly saw a very familiar delicate figure, with long hair and a white dress, slowly walking on the crowded sidewalk. "Lu Shiman? Stop the car, hurry up and stop!"

Wu Deneng recounted the bizarre death of the maid and the fact that his wife was in a coma, then looked at him eagerly, hoping to receive good news

I also want to go! Wu Can wants to investigate the background of this Maoshan Taoist. We must not invite another wandering sorcerer who might deceive and cause trouble.

Sigh, I clearly saw her right here, how could she just disappear! I swear, what I saw was definitely her, it was a very strange feeling, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. Forget it, I will surely see her again in the future, I still need to go to the Taoist priest to save my mother! Wu Can searched for a while before giving up, but little did he know that just as he got into the Mercedes, a woman in a white dress with long hair walked out from the nearby pharmacy.

Oh, so that's how it is! The expression of the young man with yellow hair became serious as he spoke with a firm tone, "They have fallen victim to a malicious sorcery. If my guess is correct, they must have been affected by either a poison technique or a deadly formation. Only by examining them in person can a conclusion be drawn"

After walking for more than ten minutes, Wu Deneng found this Maoshan Taoist in a rental room on the second floor of a hair salon

Wu Deneng excitedly grasped Qingxin's hand and said, "Does that mean my wife is still saved? How confident are you, Daoist?"