0p0 Chapter 422 Zombie Taoist Priest 37
Chapter 422 Zombie Taoist Priest 37
Mao Xiaofang slowly shook his head, his voice trembling slightly: "I have spent my whole life wanting to exorcise demons and uphold justice, but now, I have killed an innocent child. I... I have decided to live in anonymity from now on and never get involved in anything else."
After saying that, Mao Xiaofang looked down at the peach wood sword in his hand. This magical weapon that had accompanied him for many years now seemed to have become a huge boulder in his heart.
With a heavy heart, he threw the peach wood sword off the cliff, watching it trace an arc in the air before disappearing into the clouds.
Then, Mao Xiaofang turned and left, his back view looking so lonely and forlorn.
Yang Feiyun watched Mao Xiaofang walk further and further away until his figure completely disappeared from sight.
Finally, Yang Feiyun couldn't help but reveal a genuine, joyful smile, as if he had finally gotten his revenge.
For so many years, he endured countless humiliations under Yu Dahai's command, all in order to find the seven spiritual artifacts and defy fate.
But at the most crucial moment, he was about to succeed, but because of Mao Xiaofang, it was all ruined. How could Yang Feiyun not hate him?
He wished he could kill Mao Xiaofang right then and there!
However, when he took the demonic sword and was about to go directly to the Taoist temple to eliminate Mao Xiaofang, a thunderbolt from the sky struck him and injured him!
Even the heavens are protecting Mao Xiaofang and won't allow me to kill him to avenge him!
Yang Feiyun was not willing to give up. He painstakingly planned and finally made Mao Xiaofang leave Hong Kong on his own.
But that's not enough!
Yang Feiyun's fate was destined to be a failure and destitute. How could he be content with that?
He originally had the opportunity to become a wealthy and powerful figure, but it was all because of Mao Xiaofang, his nemesis, who ruined more than ten years of his hard work!
The more he thought about it, the more he hated it, and the expression on Yang Feiyun's face gradually became extremely sinister and vicious.
Mao Xiaofang, we'll see!
……
The atmosphere inside the Hong Kong Taoist Temple was somewhat somber.
Ah Fan looked at Mao Xiaofang with a face full of reluctance, his eyes revealing his dependence on and longing for his master. He asked softly, "Master, are you really leaving?"
Mao Xiaofang nodded slightly in affirmation, and then said to A Fan earnestly, "A Fan, your master is indeed leaving. You must take good care of yourself from now on. The Taoist temple is in your care."
Upon hearing this, A-Fan felt even more distressed. He hesitated for a moment, then mustered his courage and said, "Master, why don't I go with you?"
However, before Mao Xiaofang could answer, Ren Yinyin suddenly interjected, "Hmph, are you willing to part with your Ajin?" She crossed her arms and looked at Afan indifferently.
When Ren Yinyin asked him this question, A Fan was immediately embarrassed. He gave an awkward smile and said nothing more.
Seeing this, Mao Xiaofang quickly tried to smooth things over, forcing a smile as he said to Afan, "It's alright, Afan. You're still young. You should have your own life and pursuits. You can't always follow your master."
At this moment, Ren Yinyin suddenly spoke up: "Uncle-Master, now that you've left, there's no point in me staying in the Dao Hall. I'm planning to go back."
Hearing her words, A-Fan and Zeng Cheng looked at her in surprise, "Why? Senior Sister, although Master is gone, the Dao Hall is still here. Why are you leaving too?"
Ren Yinyin explained, "I originally came out to train with my martial uncle, and now that he's gone, it's natural for me to go back too."
……
The pier was bustling with people. Everyone knew that Ren Yinyin was about to leave Hong Kong, and they all came to see her off.
Zhong Bang stood in the crowd, his face looking unusually haggard.
He was still deeply grieving over Xiao Zun's departure and couldn't pull himself out of it.
Looking at Ren Yinyin, who was about to leave, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Senior sister, I..." Zhong Bang finally mustered up the courage to explain that his previous actions of forcing their master were not from the heart.
However, as the words reached his lips, he suddenly realized that he could not forgive his master at all, and those words stuck in his throat.
Seeing this, Old Ghost gently patted Zhong Bang on the shoulder and comforted him, "All good things must come to an end! People should always look forward."
Zhong Jun held Ren Yinyin's hand tightly, her face full of reluctance, and said, "Yinyin, you must come to Hong Kong to play when you have time!" Although she and Mao Xiaofang did not get along, she did not have any ill feelings towards Ren Yinyin.
Seeing Ren Yinyin all alone, A Fan couldn't help but feel worried. He asked with concern, "Junior Sister, are you really okay on your own? Or should I give you a ride?"
After all, the journey is long, and it's really worrying to see a little girl traveling alone.
Ren Yinyin, however, didn't take it to heart. She patted her chest and said confidently, "Senior brother, don't worry! I've traveled all over the country with Master and Uncle, what storms haven't I weathered?"
His words revealed an air of fearlessness.
Ren Yinyin thought to herself, if anyone dared to mess with her, she would make them know why the flowers were so red!
"Alright, everyone, we've met, and parting is for a better reunion. We'll definitely meet again in the future!" Ren Yinyin smiled, waved goodbye to everyone, and then turned and stepped onto the bow of the ship.
In the crowd, Yang Feiyun had a faint smile on his lips, a smile that seemed particularly glaring to Ren Yinyin.
"I'll be back, you treacherous villain!" Ren Yinyin cursed inwardly, then walked onto the boat without looking back.
As the boat slowly sailed away from the shore, Ren Yinyin stood on the gunwale, watching the crowds and the scenery on the shore gradually disappear into the distance.
Once the boat reached a relatively quiet dock, Ren Yinyin decisively disembarked.
She quickly found a secluded corner nearby and took out a set of clothes that she had prepared beforehand from the bag she was carrying.
This is an extremely ordinary set of coarse cloth clothes, with a dull color and a very simple style.
Ren Yinyin quickly changed into the clothes and used special paint to turn her originally fair skin a dark yellow, instantly changing her entire demeanor and making her look like an unremarkable young man.
With everything prepared, Ren Yinyin boarded a ship back to Hong Kong. She stood at the bow, hands behind her back, the sea breeze ruffling her hair, a confident smile playing on her lips.
"Grandma, I'm back again!" Ren Yinyin thought to herself.
The thought of secretly taking control of the entire situation made Ren Yinyin's blood boil.
She couldn't help but recall the scene where her martial uncle was deceived by Yang Feiyun, and how everyone else was completely fooled by Yang Feiyun.
"Only I, Ren Yinyin, saw through his scam at a glance and came to rescue you!" Ren Yinyin was filled with a sense of accomplishment and mission.
……
After some twists and turns, by the time Ren Yinyin finally returned to Hong Kong, night had already fallen.
The sky was filled with twinkling stars, like specks of silver sand scattered across the dark canvas.
Ren Yinyin walked alone through the quiet night, as if she had become one with the world around her.
Her steps were light and firm, and she soon arrived at a secluded place—an air-raid shelter.
This is the place where Sakai murdered Takeru's parents.
This place was already remote and rarely visited, and now the terrifying rumors of ghostly figures killing people have made it even more daunting.
A chilling aura permeated the air-raid shelter, as if the coldness emanated from hell.