Wang Rujun obviously looked like he suddenly realized it, but Lao Mao and I looked at each other in confusion. No one knew what Rujun meant by "so that's how it is."
But the "crazy Taoist" Wang Rujun mentioned is obviously the key to this matter, and there must be some secret connection between the crazy Taoist, Dahuang, and the black wooden sword.
After Dahuang saw Wang Rujun's reaction, he still looked indifferent, as if the sword had nothing to do with him, and the "crazy Taoist" Wang Rujun said had nothing to do with Dahuang.
After thinking for a moment, I could vaguely guess what Wang Rujun meant by "I see". The crazy Taoist she was talking about was probably Dahuang's real master, who ranked among the "Third Taoist" among the eight masters.
One of the masters.
Among the eight great masters, there are three Taoists, three monks and two idlers. According to what Dahuang said, his master is one of the three Taoists. He should obviously be the crazy Taoist Wang Rujun said.
It seems that although the four major families are prestigious, and Wang Rujun is the senior leader of the Wang family among the four major families, she is still afraid of Dahuang who is holding a black wooden sword. But she doesn't know that it is the black wooden sword that Wang Rujun is afraid of.
He himself is still the mad Taoist master of Dahuang who has a mysterious identity and is one of the eight great masters.
Wang Rujun smiled softly, waved his hand and said, "I didn't expect that I could meet the descendant of my old friend here. The crazy Taoist guy looks crazy, but his skills have not been lost."
Dahuang was obviously confused by what Wang Rujun said. He looked at Wang Rujun blankly and did not answer.
I was also stunned. Listening to Wang Rujun's tone, the crazy Taoist seemed to be very familiar with her, and he was probably a friend, not an enemy. If that was the case, then why was Wang Rujun so afraid of Dahuang? Could it be that the really powerful one was
That dark wooden sword?
I thought Wang Rujun would continue to say something to us, or at least threaten us, but I was wrong.
Wang Rujun waved gently towards the second floor and said calmly: "Let's go. The successor of Xuanmu Sword is here."
This sentence was said so softly that I even doubted whether the people on the second floor could hear it. However, my worries were obviously unnecessary. About a few minutes later, I heard footsteps coming from the second floor. Monk Lingzhao led the
Wang Yamin hurriedly came down from the second floor. The two of them had obviously heard Wang Rujun's order just now. Both of them seemed a little confused. The monk looked around and saw the black wood sword in Dahuang's hand. He was excited and asked:
"It's him?"
Wang Rujun smiled bitterly and nodded.
The great monk's face gradually became a little frightened, and he pointed at Dahuang and asked, "You said your surname is Huang?"
Dahuang chuckled and said, "My name is Dahuang, but that doesn't mean my surname is Huang."
Upon hearing this, the great monk's face suddenly changed, and he murmured a few words to Wang Rujun in a low voice. Wang Rujun frowned and shook his head, as if he did not agree with the great monk's proposal.
When I saw the great monk's reaction, I felt even more strange. What did the great monk mean by "it's him"? Did he mean Dahuang? Why did he ask for Dahuang's surname? Who was Dahuang?
Why does the great monk become so timid when he looks at Dahuang?
It's so strange. I vaguely feel that there must be some more important secret in Rhubarb.
The two whispered for a while, and finally Wang Rujun smiled and said: "Lin Yang, we might as well shake hands and make peace today. We will meet again in the future. I also hope that we are friends rather than enemies. What do you think?"
But I was not in the mood to flirt with her. I was more worried about Li Chi's safety on the second floor. I quickly asked the great monk: "Old monk, how is Li Chi doing now?"
The great monk chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Li Chi is not in any danger."
I was relieved. At this time, Wang Rujun waved his hand gently, and Liang Xiaofeng on the sofa suddenly regained her freedom. She ducked behind me and stared at Wang Rujun in the distance with a wary face.
Wang Rujun glanced at Dahuang again and said: "Little friend Dahuang, in fact, if we fight today, your blackwood sword may not be able to stop us, but since your master is a crazy Taoist, then let's forget it
We are old friends. When walking in the world, it is better to have many friends than many enemies, don’t you think?"
Dahuang still had a silly smile and said: "Beautiful female ghost, you are right."
Wang Rujun was not angry when he heard Dahuang making fun of him. He smiled and said, "If that's the case, then when we meet in the future, we can be regarded as friends?"
After hearing this, Dahuang glanced at me and then at the old cat. The old cat looked calm and noncommittal, and I couldn't tell whether I should become friends with the Wang family.
Seeing that neither of us responded, Dahuang had no choice but to rub the back of his head and said, "At least we're not considered enemies. That's okay, right?"
Wang Rujun smiled again and said, "Okay."
After she finished speaking, she suddenly disappeared like a puff of smoke. Wang Yamin and the old monk immediately left through the main entrance and walked out without even looking at us.
As soon as the Wang family members left, the fierce ghosts surrounding them immediately dispersed like a tide. These guys were ferocious and terrifying. They came and went like a tide. It was really weird.
We sent away these evil stars from the Wang family. I quickly looked back at Xiao Feng and asked, "Xiao Feng, are you not injured?"
Xiaofeng was still wearing the iconic white shirt. I saw that her face was not that good-looking. She reluctantly shook her head and said: "I'm not injured, but that female ghost is so powerful. I always feel like I can't even do anything in front of her."
I don’t even have the strength to fight back.”
Dahuang quickly said: "Lin Yang, quickly see how Li Chi is doing?"
I walked up quickly and saw that Li Chi had fallen asleep accompanied by his parents. I remembered that I heard him scream a few times just now, and I quickly asked Li Chi's father in a low voice if anything had happened to Li Chi just now.
Chi's father said that the old monk was hypnotizing Li Chi just now, and those screams were all made by Li Chi in his sleep, so he must have had a nightmare.
I was relieved. I didn't expect that the old monk did nothing bad to Li Chi and even helped Li Chi to hypnotize him. But then I thought about it. Li Chi knew the secret of the Wang family's death of Haoran. How could the old monk let it go so easily?
Is there any other way to achieve this hypnosis?
But I wasn't in the mood to think about it too much. I saw that Li Chi's parents were tired and had no intention of greeting me anymore, so I said goodbye and hurried downstairs to join Dahuang and the others.
After going downstairs, Xiao Feng had already left, leaving only Da Huang and the old cat muttering something. I walked over quickly, and it turned out that the old cat was asking Da Huang about the origin of the sword.
Dahuang said that the sword was a birthday gift from his master. When he gave it, he did not mention the name of the sword, let alone the purpose of the sword. Dahuang used this sword when he first became a Yinman.
I thought this sword was very effective against evil spirits, so I put it in a package and carried it on my back as a secret weapon.
Old Mao pondered for a moment and said, "If I heard correctly just now, this sword should be the famous Blackwood Sword."
"Xuanmu Sword?" I asked quickly. The name was quite cool, and it sounded like it was not ordinary.
Old Mao nodded and said: "This sword is very famous in the industry, and it can be regarded as one of the most powerful weapons in the industry. The Xuanmu Sword is pure yang, and it is the best to deal with ghosts. There was once a saying, "Three Ghosts"
Thousands of people are no match for a Xuanmu sword, and I’m talking about a Xuanmu sword.”
Dahuang obviously didn't expect this sword to be so powerful. He asked excitedly: "So powerful? This broken sword is so powerful?"
Seeing Dahuang's virtue, Old Mao rolled his eyes at him and said: "The rumors are certainly exaggerated. It is impossible for a sword to defeat three thousand ghosts, but it is indeed very powerful, that's for sure."
Dahuang chuckled and said: "It seems that my old master is very kind to me, and he is willing to give me such a treasure."
I was helpless when I saw that Dahuang was so late-minded. However, I was already prepared to die with the evil ghosts of the Wang family. Now that I had escaped from death and Li Chi was safe again, I couldn't help but feel very happy.
The three of us were too embarrassed to continue disturbing Li Chi's family, and it was already getting late. We packed up, left the nursing home, and took a taxi to the city.
Dahuang was sitting nearby, probably because he was too tired today and fell asleep after a while.
The old cat and I sat in the back, both drowsy.
I was just about to close my eyes and sleep when suddenly the old cat pushed me. I turned around and saw the old cat approaching with a mysterious look on his face and asked in a low voice: "Is Dahuang asleep?"
I looked in the rearview mirror, Dahuang's eyes were closed tightly, his mouth was open, and his saliva was almost drooling. He obviously couldn't sleep anymore.
I didn’t know what the old cat was going to do, why he had to ask Dahuang if he was asleep, so I had to respond to him first: “Asleep.”
The old cat nodded and said: "I always feel that Dahuang is not a simple person."
When I heard this, I felt a little strange and asked: "Old Mao, haven't you and Dahuang been cooperating for a long time? Is it possible that you still don't know his background?"
Old Mao didn't speak, but he probably acquiesced. After another moment of silence, Old Mao said: "This is the fourth year of cooperation between Dahuang and I. I don't know the origin or identity of Dahuang before."
, he was introduced to me by someone else at the beginning. I saw that this guy was young, had traditional Taoist skills, had a good personality, and was a good helper, so I started doing business with him. Four years later, in fact,
I don’t know anything about his previous life experiences.”
I thought to myself, yes, Lao Mao didn’t even know that Da Huang’s master was a crazy Taoist among the eight great masters. It seemed that he didn’t know much about Da Huang’s previous experiences, but why did Lao Mao suddenly tell me this now?