At this, he paused.
After glancing at me, he continued:
"Because... because that person's build looked somewhat like Senior Brother Du'e's. Just now, I mistook Senior Brother Du'e for the person who killed my master. And you were carrying my master's ritual sword.
Although I escaped from the riverbank, before I could reach Little Cloud Temple, Blackstone Daoist caught up to me and killed me.
My soul has been imprisoned ever since..."
After listening to Chuyang, I understood the full chain of events.
All the threads of cause and effect now lined up.
They had gone to deliver invitations and fought beneath Five-Blossom Mountain. Chuyang's master, Jingyangzi, was killed, and his ritual sword was dropped.
That led Old Southern Daoist to see the ritual sword and begin swindling people with it...
Meanwhile, Chuyang was killed, and his soul was imprisoned.
Then, because of Wu Tong and his wife, and because of the infant spirit's harassment, I went to Mountain City for help. That was how I arrived in Wan City, obtained Daoist Jingyangzi's ritual sword, and became connected to Chuyang.
It was just that Chuyang still did not know that the Blackstone Daoist who killed him, as well as those demon Daoists who had suddenly appeared, were most likely all Daoists from Little Cloud Temple.
The sheep demon had dared to devour the souls of living people beneath Little Cloud Temple because the Daoists there had tacitly permitted it.
After all, Little Cloud Temple was nothing more than a puppet cultivated by White Mist Mountain!
Since fate had brought us together, I could not simply stand by.
So I said to Chuyang:
"Little friend Chuyang, since fate has brought us together, I cannot ignore your affairs.
Soon, an agent from the Secret Bureau and the Corpse Collectors will arrive. They'll