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"": "The matter of Lord Mo Di was clearly beyond what Thousand Miao Village could handle, so Granny Li had remained silent.
Zhang Yunxi's expression remained grim, and he said nothing more.
Luo Bin did his best to calm himself.
He had, in fact, relayed what the Miao King had said, but Zhang Yunxi had paid it no mind. That heart-pounding dread also left Luo Bin unable to determine whether the Miao King's words might have been mistaken.
"Take it seriously." Miao Miao suddenly raised her head and bit her lip again. "Regardless of what the Miao King said, regardless of whether there really is danger, Mr. Yunxi, you have to come up with something. Luo Bin, you have to find a way too. Nothing can happen to you."
"How about... going back and sticking the talisman on him? While he's nurturing the corpse and hasn't come out again?" Hu Jin ventured.
"Throw ourselves into hell when its gates aren't even open?" Zhang Yunxi shook his head.
"Let's go, Mr. Luo."
Zhang Yunxi spoke again, then turned and walked toward the courtyard gate.
Granny Li looked helpless and dispirited. She opened her mouth but said nothing.
Luo Bin first shook his head slightly, signaling for Granny Li to stay calm, then exchanged a glance with Miao Miao and gave a small nod.
Only then did he follow Zhang Yunxi out.
The Bamboo-Splitting Ceremony had been Thousand Miao Village's wishful thinking, and Miao Miao's, but they had also been acting in accordance with the rules.
Only the Miao King could break those rules, so there was no reason for him to look unkindly at Miao Miao.
Hu Jin hurried after them, quickly slipping between Luo Bin and Zhang Yunxi.
"Things are getting dicey. How about we make