PDLP Chapter 191 The handsome Taoist priest Li, and the unremarkable Taoist master Zhang
Chapter 191 The handsome Taoist priest Li, and the unremarkable Taoist master Zhang
It was 9:30 a.m. on the 23rd day of the first lunar month.
Linggu Cave is a wooden building where guests can rest temporarily.
This wooden building is located on the east side of the village. It is smaller than the one where Lan Cailing lives, but it is more exquisite.
At this moment, seven people are sitting in a room on the second floor.
Long Haishan, the chieftain of Longjia Village, sat in the main seat, holding a string of black beads in his hand. Each bead was about the size of a thumb and gleamed with a faint light.
Sitting next to him were Ma Laojiu, the chief of Majia Village; Shi Poshan, the chief of Shijia Village; and Wu Daba, the chief of Wujia Village.
The other three were clan elders from various villages, all in their sixties or seventies, with gray hair and deeply etched wrinkles on their faces.
"Everyone's here," Long Haishan said in a low voice. "You all know about the person outside, right?"
"Yes, that person arrived last night and settled at Wild Boar Ridge, about twenty miles to the north."
Ma Laojiu nodded. He was the youngest of the group, in his early forties, with a shrewd face.
"Boss Long." Shi Poshan was a burly man with a full beard. He spoke in a deep voice:
"Is that person... really as amazing as you say?"
Long Haishan glanced at him, then stopped playing the beads in his hand.
"Do you know that person's reputation in Southeast Asia over the years?"
Shi Poshan shook his head.
Long Haishan sneered.
"In the supernatural circles of Southeast Asia, who wouldn't tremble at the mention of 'Master of Gu' Gu?"
"Thirty years ago, he left Miao territory, went to Southeast Asia, changed his name to Gu Changqing, and built up half the sky in just five years."
"It is said that there were several powerful sorcerers in Malaysia who did not submit to him. They all died overnight, and their deaths were very gruesome. They bled from all seven orifices, their bodies were ulcerated, and even their bones rotted into dust."
"The black sorcerers of the Philippines, and the white-robed and black-robed Ajarns of Siam, all have to avoid him."
Long Haishan paused for a moment and looked at everyone.
"Tell me, isn't someone this ruthless enough formidable?"
The faces of the people in the room all changed.
Ma Laojiu swallowed.
"Boss Long, is Senior Gu... willing to help?"
Long Haishan nodded.
"That person left Miao territory back then because she had a fight with Lan Cailing's mother, lost in the end, and left for Southeast Asia in a fit of anger."
"Now that Lan Cailing is going to marry off the Holy Maiden, breaking the rules of our witchcraft lineage, he can use this as an excuse to come back and vent his anger."
Wu Daba touched the scar on his face; it was a scar left from a battle with someone over Gu poison years ago, so deep that the bone was visible.
"But Boss Long, that woman Lan Cailing is not someone to be trifled with."
"Last time she beat me, I broke three of my ribs, and they still haven't healed."
Long Haishan glanced at him.
"You asked for it. Who told you to confront her so directly?"
"That woman may be crazy, but she's not stupid. She must have had the confidence to marry her daughter off to someone else."
"But this time is different."
He paused, then lowered his voice.
"Senior Gu said that as soon as he shows his face, Lan Cailing will have to back down."
"Even if he doesn't back down, with his strength, he can still force Lan Cailing to submit."
"At that time, we will take the opportunity to propose abolishing Lan Cailing's position as the chief of the sect and Lan Nianzhen's position as the saintess."
"The lineage of witchcraft cannot allow the mother of a married woman to be in charge!"
Ma Laojiu's eyes lit up.
"Boss Long is brilliant!"
Shi Poshan nodded in agreement.
"That's right, the rules can't be broken!"
The elders echoed their agreement.
Long Haishan stood up, walked to the window, pushed it open a crack, and looked out.
Outside, the square was bustling with activity.
Bright red lanterns hung high, and children darted back and forth, their laughter and shouts blending together.
"Let's go." Long Haishan turned around. "It's time to go out and show our faces."
The group followed him downstairs.
As he reached the door, Long Haishan suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ma Laojiu.
"By the way, did you find out anything about the people from the man's side who came before?"
Ma Laojiu nodded.
"We've found out, three have come."
"A young Taoist priest surnamed Li, an old Taoist priest surnamed Zhang, and a young man named Jin Hao."
Long Haishan frowned slightly.
"Just these three?"
Ma Laojiu nodded.
"Just these three, but they all seem to have some level of cultivation."
Long Haishan hesitated for a few seconds.
"You said that old Taoist priest's surname is Zhang? What is his level of cultivation?"
Ma Lao Jiu thought for a moment.
"My men didn't dare get close, but it shouldn't be too high, around the Qi Refining stage."
Long Haishan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Refine Qi to the left and right.
An old Taoist priest in his seventies or eighties who is only at the Qi Refining Realm is probably just a wild Taoist from some small mountain. He's not worth worrying about.
As for those two young men...
There's no need to even consider them a threat.
"Let's go." He stepped out of the door.
The crowd followed him toward the square.
……
on the square.
More and more people.
Dozens of round tables were neatly arranged, covered with red cloth and decorated with melon seeds, peanuts, and candies.
The guests gradually took their seats, exchanging greetings and chatting. (The following is a separate, unrelated sentence: "I really want to write about the world I created, all in 'Selling Peach Wood Swords via Livestream: How Did I Become a Taoist Ancestor?'")
As Long Haishan led his men into the square, they were immediately greeted by people.
"Lord of Dragon Cave! Please, have a seat!"
A young man from Linggu Cave led them to a table and sat them down.
After Long Haishan sat down, his gaze swept across the square.
He is looking for Lan Cailing.
Soon, he saw it.
Lan Cailing stood at the edge of the square, talking to a few newly arrived guests. She was dressed in a fine outfit today, her silver jewelry sparkling in the sunlight, and she looked much more amiable than usual.
Harmony?
You won't be so friendly in a moment.
He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
At this moment, Ma Laojiu leaned over and whispered:
"Boss Long, look over there."
Long Haishan followed his gaze.
On the east side of the square, near the wooden building where Lan Cailing lived, stood several young people.
One of them, dressed in a black casual suit, was chatting and laughing with a young man dressed in Miao clothing.
"The one next to Yin Jian is Jin Hao," Ma Lao Jiu whispered.
Long Haishan glanced at Jin Hao, then looked away and gazed in another direction.
There, a young man and an old man stood under a big tree, watching the lively scene in the square.
The young man had a handsome face and stood there quietly.
The old man had gray hair and a slightly hunched back. He was looking around, finding everything fascinating.
"Are those two Master Li and Master Zhang?" Long Haishan asked.
Ma Laojiu nodded.
"Yes, the young one is Master Li, and the old one is Master Zhang."
Long Haishan glanced at it a few more times.
Nothing special.
He was completely relieved.
At this moment, a young man from Linggu Cave came over with a plate of sliced glutinous rice cakes and placed it on their table.
"My fellow cave lords, please enjoy your meal."
Long Haishan nodded, picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake, and took a bite.
The glutinous rice is soft and sticky, and the brown sugar is sweet; it tastes good.
He chewed as he looked toward the village entrance.
Lan Cailing is still greeting guests.
One by one.
He saw that several of the chieftains who were usually close to Lan Cailing had also arrived.
These people bowed and scraped before Lan Cailing, all smiles.
Long Haishan sneered.
Laugh.
You won't be laughing later.
……
time flies.
10:30 a.m.
The room was almost full of guests.
In the square, dozens of tables were packed with people, some acquaintances and some strangers, all chatting and laughing.
Lan Cailing stood by the main table and glanced at her watch.
Ten thirty-five.
There are still 25 minutes until the auspicious time has been chosen.
Her gaze swept across the square, pausing for a moment at Long Haishan's table.
The men were talking with their heads down, glancing at her every now and then.
Lan Cailing sneered inwardly.
Of course she knew that Long Haishan and the others were resentful.
But so what?
As long as today goes smoothly, we can deal with the future later.
Just as she was about to look away, she suddenly remembered something.
Why didn't that old guy Qin Chengzhong come today?
There's also Senior Xuanming.
We clearly agreed that day that I would be there today.
Lan Cailing frowned and glanced at the village gate again.
People came and went at the entrance, but they were all familiar faces.
There was neither Qin Chengzhong nor Senior Xuanming.
Are they not coming?
Lan Cailing had some doubts, but she didn't have time to think about it too much.
She took a deep breath and straightened her clothes.
It's almost time.
She lifted her foot and walked onto the stage.
……
at the same time.
Long Haishan spotted Lan Cailing's movements in the crowd.
He put down his teacup and sat up straight.
"It's about to begin," he whispered.
Ma Laojiu, Shi Poshan, and Wu Daba all sat up straight.
The clan elders also looked towards the stage.
Long Haishan's hand quietly touched the Gu pouch at his waist.
Inside was his natal Gu, which he had carefully cultivated for decades.
Although he knew that what he had was nothing compared to Lan Cailing.
But today, he still needs to be prepared.
just in case……
If anything goes wrong with Gu Changqing, he'll have to step in himself.
Of course, it's best to avoid any mishaps.
He glanced in the direction of the village gate.
Gu Changqing has not arrived yet.
But given the opponent's strength, if they were to appear, it would only take the blink of an eye.
Long Haishan withdrew his gaze and looked at the stage.
Lan Cailing has already walked onto the stage.
She stood in the center of the stage, her silver jewelry glittering in the sunlight.
The entire venue gradually quieted down.
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