I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

During dinner, we didn't notice anything unusual about Wang Guodong, but he disappeared while everyone was asleep.

This reminded everyone of the Wong Sin Temple they had seen before. Back then, Wang Guodong was the first to enter the Wong Sin Temple and immediately knelt down in front of the clay statue of Wong Tai Sin, begging for his forgiveness. At that time, I felt like he was possessed.

Wang Guodong is very likely suffering from inner demons.

His granddaughter-in-law had been pregnant for over a year but had not yet given birth. Along the way, she had helped him search for Huang Daxian, experiencing many twists and turns and frights, and he had always carried a great psychological burden in his heart.

Previously, when Wang Guodong went to worship the statue of Huang Daxian, Third Master Qiao did not allow him to do so. I think Wang Guodong might still be holding a grudge, and now he might secretly go to the Huang Daxian Temple to worship again.

However, to be fair, that Weasel spirit is really petty. The weasel was killed by the lynx, not by Wang Guodong. He only ate the flesh of the already killed weasel, yet the Weasel spirit wants to torment his family for generations and even make the Wang family line end. This is really going too far.

As we were talking, our group left and headed towards the Huangxian Temple. Actually, we weren't far away, only about four or five miles. But when we arrived at the dilapidated Huangxian Temple, we searched inside and out, but couldn't find any trace of Wang Guodong.

"What's going on? Why isn't my cousin here?" Third Master Qiao asked, somewhat surprised.

"Could he have been captured by a weasel? Maybe some of the weasel's consciousness remained in the Weasel Temple, and Wang Guodong was recognized by the weasel as soon as he appeared," Little Fatty suddenly said.

"Little Fatty, when did you become so smart? I never realized before. You can even analyze problems now." I smiled at him.

"Xiao Jie, don't give me that. During the exam, I could guess one more question correctly than you." Little Fatty rolled his eyes at me.

I'm speechless. Little Fatty could talk about this for the rest of his life. I really want the spirit to erase this part of Little Fatty's memory.

Just when we were at our wits' end, Master Qiao's green-headed, golden-eyed beast suddenly barked a few times and ran towards the back of the Huangxian Temple.

At this moment, Master Qiao, not knowing what the Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast was up to, immediately called out to us to follow.

The Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast is a spirit beast. Uncle Qiao said that this little thing was passed down from his ancestors, and they have relied on it for generations to make a living. Uncle Qiao doesn't know where his ancestors got this little thing from, nor how many years it has lived.

Anyway, Third Master Qiao treated this green-headed, golden-eyed beast like an ancestor all day long.

Having lived for so many years, the Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast must be very intelligent. Perhaps it had discovered something, so we had no choice but to follow behind it and run towards the back of the Yellow Immortal Temple.

Once it started running, the blue-headed, golden-eyed beast showed no sign of stopping. It was the middle of the night, and we had no idea where it was taking us.

At this point, we can only place all our hopes on this blue-headed golden-eyed beast, hoping it can lead us to Wang Guodong.

If Wang Guodong dies in this desolate mountain forest, then our trip will have been in vain, since we were here to help their family solve their problem.

That won't do; I can't let my reputation as Wu Laoliu be ruined.

The blue-headed, golden-eyed beast ran in one direction for over ten miles in one go, leaving us all exhausted.

Good heavens, Wang Guodong could run that far? He's limping on one leg; at this speed, we should have caught up with him long ago.

Could it be that the Blue-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast brought us here not to find Wang Guodong, but because it discovered some treasure?

I'm completely lost right now, and I can only take it one step at a time.

After running a short distance, the green-headed golden-eyed beast suddenly slowed down because the area ahead was shrouded in mist. The mist was also strange, being a faint yellow smoke.

Upon reaching the edge of the mist, the Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast stopped and turned back to look at us, letting out two strange squeaks.

Third Master Qiao walked to the side of the Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast, glanced at the direction shrouded in yellow mist ahead, and looked at me with some suspicion: "Young Master Wu, the yellow mist ahead looks dangerous. Should we go over?"

"Old Wang couldn't possibly run that fast, could he? He doesn't have a good leg, and he ran more than ten miles in one go. I can't even handle that," Little Fatty said, panting.

“Where there is danger, there is opportunity. It’s very likely that Grandpa Wang Guodong is behind the yellow fog. Under normal circumstances, he couldn’t possibly run this fast, but if he’s been bewitched by that weasel, then the situation will be different. He can unleash his extraordinary potential.” I thought of this and explained it to everyone.

"Young Master Wu, I trust you. Today, I'm going all out, even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire." With that, Third Master Qiao drew his broadsword again and cautiously walked towards the direction shrouded in yellow mist.

"Wait a minute..." I called out to them, took out the animal bone that Kassan had given me earlier, and handed it to them: "Put it under your noses and take a sniff. I'm worried that the yellow mist is poisonous, and this stuff is an antidote."

Third Master Qiao took it and took a deep breath, then immediately vomited all over the ground: "My goodness, is this a stone from a cesspool? It stinks to death!"

"You don't need to inhale so forcefully, just take a shallow sip." I smiled helplessly.

Then, Master Qiao handed the animal bone to his two subordinates. After they had both inhaled it, Little Fatty and I also took a puff and then walked towards the yellow mist ahead.

This time, I was still walking in front, with Little Fatty bringing up the rear.

Carrying the Shengxie Sword, I entered the area shrouded in yellow mist, remaining extremely vigilant. I had no idea how large this area covered by the yellow mist was. At first, I didn't dare to breathe with my mouth and nose closed. I wasn't afraid of poison, but I was afraid that the mist could turn people into weaklings. If we were all affected, that would be a real problem.

Even if everyone else is infected, and I'm the only one left, then I have a chance to turn the tide.

Entering this place shrouded in yellow mist, we walked quite a distance without noticing anything unusual. Apart from the extra layer of yellow mist, it seemed no different from the rest of the place.

I walked for more than half an hour in one go. When I looked back and saw that Uncle Qiao and the others were all unharmed, I was relieved.