Along the way, I gained a comprehensive understanding of the Tatar Black Shamans.
Their arts were unorthodox, bordering on the left-hand path.
The Tatar White Shamans, on the other hand, leaned more toward ritual arts and Zhu You Healing Art.
But good and evil, righteousness and depravity existed everywhere.
The only exception was the dogs on the Japanese islands. The Nine Chrysanthemum Sect, the most widespread and largest faith on the islands, did not have a single decent person among them...
Since the journey was rather long, I only stopped once along the way. After resting for ten minutes, we set off again.
We had left at around eleven in the morning, and arrived in the Qingcheng area at half past two.
By the time we reached Hass Village, it was exactly three o'clock...
Just as I was about to park, Real Person Yupo gestured for me to keep driving and said:
"Keep going. There should be a Mongolian hand-grasped meat restaurant up ahead. Just drive straight in when we get there."
Since Real Person Yupo said so, I obediently drove onward.
Although this was a village, it felt more like a small town.
There were not many pedestrians around, but there were plenty of local features.
Beside Hass Village stood a continuous mountain range.
It should have been Great Green Mountain, part of the middle section of the Yin Mountains...
Before long, I really spotted a hand-grasped meat restaurant ahead.
It was called "Jiji Hand-Grasped Meat."
"Senior Jade Soul, this one?"
"This is it. Drive straight in before getting out."
Hearing Master Jade Soul say that, I drove directly over.
The gates were open. As soon as I drove in, a waitress came over to greet us.
But the moment the waitress appeared, I froze.
Because I knew her—Zhang