Daoist Qingshan was away, and I couldn't get in touch with Master.
For now, it seemed we could only go ourselves.
Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain was over a hundred kilometers from here, and Xu Family Gully lay deep in the mountains.
The navigation showed that vehicles couldn't get in at all. We would have to continue on foot.
We needed to set out by noon at the latest. We had to arrive early, survey the terrain, and make preparations in advance.
If Master still hadn't returned by noon, we would leave.
After packing up my ritual implements and talismans and arranging the departure time and meeting place, I waited in the shop until twelve noon.
I called Master again, but his phone was still switched off.
There was no other way. The few of us would have to handle this ourselves.
If this Nine Corpse Daoist was very strong, we would gather intelligence. If he was weak, we would kill him outright.
At the same time, Uncle Yu called.
"Hello, Uncle Yu!"
"Xiao Jiang, I'm waiting for you at the highway entrance. I've prepared the Corrosive Soup. Come pick it up."
"Okay, Uncle Yu. I'm setting out right away. I should be there in half an hour."
"Fine!"
"..."
After ending the call with Uncle Yu, I respectfully offered incense to Grandmaster, then set off with my ritual implements and talismans.
My Maserati obviously couldn't make it into the mountains, so I could only take Master's other Audi. He had driven the Mercedes out to go fishing.
Before long, I spotted Zhang Yuchen waiting for me by the roadside.
He wore a black trench coat and carried a black leather sword case on his back. The guy was tall and burly, well-suited to being a "male model."
"Get in!"
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