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After doing all this, the seven of them were already steaming hot and sweating profusely, but no one dared to take off their outer coats. It was now over 30 degrees below zero with snow and wind. If it was hot and cold, you would definitely get sick tomorrow. [ _



"Brother Wucha, the old man is buried in peace. Don't be too sad. People always have to look forward." Seeing that Wucha's eyes were still red and swollen, Ye Huang walked up and comforted him.

"Brother Ye, I know, I made you laugh."

Trying to force out a wry smile, Wucha took a deep breath and replied, but his eyes were always looking at the lonely grave.

With his grandfather's death, his closest person is gone in this world, and he is the only one left in the Wu family.

The former shaman family is now gradually declining.

"It's nothing. It's human nature to be sad when a relative leaves. Brother Wucha, we have to rush back overnight. Do you think there is anything else we need to bring?" Although the death of old man Wu Mo made everyone sad, but they were far away.

However, there is still a Gao Hu in Yucheng whose life or death is uncertain, so Ye Huang could only bite the bullet and say these inappropriate words at this time.

Fortunately, Wucha also understood the priority of the matter and nodded.

"I'm alone now, and I don't have much to bring. Let's go down the mountain now. When we get back, I'll give the things and the dog to the neighbors and then we can leave overnight. Saving Brother Huzi is the most important thing."

"Uncle Wushan, don't be sad. Let's come back to see grandpa after we bring back Huzi's soul." Seeing Gao Meng still staring straight at the grave, Wucha shouted to him.

He knew clearly that this Wushan was not just playing tricks on his grandfather. The Gao family had been friends with the Wu family for generations. When Uncle Wushan was young, he lived with his father in his grandfather's house in Tongjiang. His grandfather treated him as his son, and he also treated his grandfather.

Treated as a father, it is naturally painful for the old man to die now.

"Let's go. From today on, the Wu family and the Gao family will no longer have any old people to support..." With a touch of sadness on his face, Gao Meng stood up and bowed to the old man's grave again, and then turned to Ye Huang and others.

He walked over to where the person was standing.

Everyone did not hesitate on the mountain. After Wucha packed some things in the cabin and put out the fire, he set up the sledge. The group got on the sledge and rushed down the mountain.

The hesitation was due to the fact that it was going downhill all the way, and the speed was much faster than coming up. It only took half an hour to get back to the house where Wucha originally lived.

Wucha woke up the neighbor next to him, handed him the key to the house, and asked him to help him take care of his dog. Then he left Tongjiang in a car with Ye Huang and the others and rushed back to Shuangyashan overnight.

"Brother Wucha, are you confident about the soul-inducing technique?"

Although Wu Cha followed him back to Chongqing this time, Emperor Ye was still a little confused as to how much skill Wu Cha had inherited from the old man Wu Mo.

"If it had been before, I really couldn't guarantee anything, but after grandpa finally gave me enlightenment, as long as I don't encounter too difficult characters, it shouldn't be a problem. Brother Ye, don't worry. This time, not only will

Brother Huzi’s soul has been brought back, and the scum of shamanism must be eradicated as well!”

"That's great. That's what I originally planned, but I'm not from the Qi sect and I don't understand some things about shamanism. I didn't find that person, so I heard what Uncle Gao said and went to find your grandfather.

"

"Although the soul-guiding banners of Shamanism are somewhat different from ordinary cloth strips, they are also difficult to find. Those of us who inherit Shamanism use this method to find them." As he said this, a compass suddenly appeared in Wucha's hand.

Come.

"Compass?" Ye Huang was still a little surprised when he saw the other party taking out the compass. In his memory, shamanism didn't seem to use this thing.

They are animistic people who usually use tortoise shells and animal skins more often.

"Yeah! It's also called a compass. In the past, our shamanism used tortoise shells, but over the years we've also learned things from other sects, and it's more convenient to use a compass." Wucha said again with a smile on his face.

"The soul-guiding flag will have magnetic field fluctuations after the caster performs the spell. It can be easily tested using a compass. However, I support Uncle Wushan in saying that Brother Ye already has someone to help find that person. I believe you won't need me.

That’s it.”

"Haha, that's not necessarily the case. Even if ordinary people are looking for this thing, it may not be effective even if they have sharp eyes. By the way, Brother Wucha, this time when you come to Yucheng, you will settle in Yucheng. I opened a hotpot chain there. If you don't mind it,

I’ll just work there as a manager for now. After the year, I’ll go back to Yanjing for development. If there is a suitable position, I’ll arrange it for you. What do you think?”

"Brother Ye, you don't have to be so polite. I might not be able to do a good job as a manager who is a rough-and-tumble man from Northeastern China. How about you let me work as a waiter?"

Although Wucha had worked in Harbin for a period of time and even led an engineering team, he was still a little bit embarrassed that he would be working with Ye Huang in the future and was assigned to be a manager when he first came up.

"Okay, if you can't do something well, that's all nonsense. As long as you work hard, you can always do it well. Besides, your Uncle Wushan is watching from the side. If you don't follow me and go to Uncle Wushan, I'll probably just kill you.

You serve as a young master, and I feel like I've treated you badly as a manager at my place. If you were a waiter, your uncle Wushan wouldn't bother with me..."

Ye Huang smiled and joked.

In fact, what he said was not nonsense, according to the relationship between the old man Wu Mo and Gao Meng.

If Uncle Wu Mo hadn't told his grandson to follow him in the end, Wu Cha would definitely have become the young master by following Gao Meng.

Not to mention the relationship between Gao Meng and the Wu family, just because Wu Cha is the only successor of shamanism, Gao Meng will never treat Wu Cha badly.

Speaking of which, I also got a big advantage. When traveling in the future, I could let Wucha do a little divination to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, which would be twice the result with half the effort.

It was only later that Emperor Ye learned that divination could not be performed at any time, especially among relatives and friends who were too close. These things should not be used in an ordinary way, otherwise it would go against the will of heaven and cause great harm to the practitioner.

harm.

"Zhaji, just listen to your brother Ye and train to be a manager first. When I get old, our Gao family's industry will have to be maintained by you and Huzi. Now I will be a thief.

Gao Meng said with a discouraged smile on his face.

The moment Uncle Wu Mo left, Gao Meng was determined to treat Wu Cha as his biological son.~


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