This Is a Tough One, Fellow Daoist

"Fellow Daoist, you're putting me in a difficult position."

Ma Shangfeng had only a name to go on, so finding the person would indeed be difficult. Besides, Li Dan remembered that Zhang Xuexia's arrival in this world had been like a rebirth; she had retained little of her memory.

"I know it's difficult, but if the Ghost King finds her first..."

Before they could say much more, two men who looked strikingly like Wencai and Xueyou came over.

"Master, are you a ghost hunter?"

"Our police station is haunted!"

For some reason, Meng Chao felt an inexplicable closeness to the old Taoist, as if they had met somewhere before.

Li Dan looked at Meng Chao's foolish face, then at Ma Shangfeng. Did this count as a reunion between Uncle Nine and his disciple Wencai?

Normally, Ma Shangfeng would not have minded helping two ordinary people who had asked for help, but right now he had urgent business.

He was about to decline politely when Li Dan's voice sounded in his ear.

"Fellow Daoist, these two are police officers. They can help you find people. Having officials search is bound to be faster than wandering the streets ourselves."

Li Dan had added "officials" in case Ma Shangfeng did not understand what police officers were.

At the mention of officials, Ma Shangfeng gave it some thought. It really was a good idea. The authorities here would have an easier time finding someone; he would not have to stumble around like a headless fly.

"Oh, and Fellow Daoist, I have two capable disciples. One is called Dabao, the other Xiaobao."

"Understood."

Li Dan was not helping for nothing. In return, he wanted to look through Ma Shangfeng's teachings. He was curious about Taoist spells, which so far seemed somewhat similar to Kotoko Higa's