In the blink of an eye, another three days had passed, and he was still unconscious.
Eight days had passed since the celestial light shone on Qingshui City. The storm caused by the terrifying thunderstorm and the dazzling celestial light had gradually calmed down.
In the past three days, Qingshui City had experienced a torrential downpour. This belated downpour finally allowed the Qingshui City officials to find a suitable excuse for the horrifying thunderstorm that night. Only then did they manage to shut the mouths of countless citizens.
However, the entire fourth district of Qingxi Villa District, especially the area around Villa Number One, was still heavily guarded. There was a sentry every few steps, and there was a sentry every five steps. The surroundings were filled with armed special police and armed police with live ammunition, and there were even some plainclothes mixed in.
Without giving any reason, District 4 of the Qingxi Villa District was completely isolated and became a true forbidden zone.
This was naturally an order personally issued by his father, Tang Tianhao. The captain of the Criminal Police Force, Kang Ruiyong, and the director of the Qingxi District Public Security Bureau, Liu Jinlai, personally supervised the execution.
With such a strong martial law, it was impossible for anyone to get close to Mansion Number One.
Of course, the people in Mansion Number One were an exception.
In the courtyard of Mansion Number One …
"Sigh … I worked so hard to reach Xiantian Realm Level Five, and I thought I was a great person. Now, it seems like I was a frog at the bottom of a well!"
Wang Feihu shook his head and sighed.
At this moment, Wang Feihu was sitting in the courtyard of the mansion, quietly recuperating from his injuries.
With the help of the Healing Talismans, Wang Feihu's external injuries had already healed. He was recuperating now to repair his meridians and treat his internal injuries.
These days, Wang Feihu couldn't help but be shaken whenever he thought about the terrifying battle that night. He felt like he had a new lease on life and was thankful for his good fortune.
Wang Feihu swore that on that night, he used up all the shock and fear he had ever felt in his life. It was the craziest night he had ever experienced in his life.
The legendary Xiantian Nine Levels, the legendary Devil Sect, the legendary Blood Clan, and even the Drought Demon, the Heavenly Tribulation …
All sorts of unimaginable and impossible things, he had seen them all!
It was like a dream.
However, after Wang Feihu pinched his thigh so many times that it was swollen, he had long since confirmed that it was not a dream, but an iron-clad fact!
Because Wang Feihu had risked his life to protect the people in Mansion Number One that night, and he had even sacrificed the lives of two of his brothers, Wang Feihu had been completely recognized by the people in Mansion Number One. Therefore, he could now stay here and recuperate with the identity and attitude of the owner.
There were still a few people locked up in the small warehouse in the backyard of Mansion Number One. Among them were the two brothers, Chen Jianwei and Chen Sen, who had lost all hope, as well as the other two men, Venerable Lie of Mount Longhu and Holy Son of the Devil Sect, Sikong Wuji.
There was also a negligible one, Chen Sen's former slave, Black Three.
These five people didn't need Wang Feihu to look after them. They were all watched by Paul and Chester, who had already become Counts.
In the earth-shattering battle that night, no one who attacked Villa Number One was able to leave alive.
The three waves of experts from the Hades Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Assassins Organization numbered more than a hundred. Ninety percent of them were killed by Bai Xianer at the start. As for those who were seriously injured, they couldn't escape the fate of being killed by the enraged Bai Xianer!
As for the five marquises who had rushed over with Grand Duke Dracula, they all died tragically under the combination of the Tribulation Thunder, the Black Yellow Immortal Aura, and the Divine Yang Celestial Art that Ling Yun had used at the end.
The Xuan Huang Immortal Spiritual Energy that Ling Yun released through the Spiritual Jade Box wasn't wasted at all. It was all absorbed by the people in Mansion Number One.
Among them, the four who benefited the most were Ning Lingyu, Yao Rou, Paul, and Chester.
Ning Lingyu had the Immortal Spiritual Body, so her body automatically absorbed the Xuan Huang Immortal Spiritual Energy to advance to the pinnacle of Houtian Realm Level Nine. However, she didn't choose to break through because she was worried about Ling Yun.
Yao Rou's performance was the most terrifying. Her physique was of the earth element, and she cultivated the Yellow Springs Earth Emperor Technique. She broke through to the Xiantian Realm almost as soon as the Xuan Huang Immortal Spiritual Energy was released. She continued to soar and finally stabilized at the pinnacle of Xiantian Realm Level Three!
Paul and Chester, the two members of the Blood Clan, naturally absorbed the most Xuan Huang Immortal Spiritual Energy. They became Blood Clan Earls one after another.
Of course, the Xuan Huang Immortal Spiritual Energy was still Immortal Spiritual Energy. The other people in Mansion Number One, especially Qin Dongxue, Bai Xianer, Miao Xiaomiao, Tie Xiaohu, and Xue Meining, had their own strengths increase after absorbing the Immortal Spiritual Energy passively. It was just that they weren't as terrifying as the four people above them.
Wang Feihu stared at the pond, lost in thought. No one responded to him.
A black Mercedes-Benz sped into the courtyard of the mansion. Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu got out at the same time.
Both of them came from Qingshui Wharf's Mansion Number Nine. Their faces were ashen, but when they saw Wang Feihu, they forced out a smile.
Tang Meng strode to Wang Feihu's side and patted his shoulder lightly. "Old Wang, you're out in the sun again? How are your injuries? "
Wang Feihu smiled faintly. "What's the big deal? How's Ling Yun now? "
Tang Meng's face darkened immediately. "Big Brother Yun is still the same. He's been unconscious for eight days, and there's no sign of him waking up …"
Wang Feihu frowned and shook his head. "Sigh … That last golden lightning was a little too terrifying …"
After saying this, the three of them fell silent at the same time and did not speak for a long time.
Tang Meng looked around and realized that Wang Feihu was the only one in the front yard. He couldn't help but frown and ask, "Why are you alone? Where's that fraud, Mo Wudao? "
After that night, Mo Wudao didn't leave. Instead, he stayed in Mansion Number One. Of course, he was brought back by Ling Yun. No one knew why Ling Yun brought him back. If Ling Yun didn't wake up, the people in Mansion Number One wouldn't allow him to leave even if he wanted to.
In Tang Meng's eyes, Mo Wu Dao's actions over the past few days were undoubtedly that of a swindler.
That was because after Mo Wudao stayed, Mansion Number One started to burn incense for the first time. Every morning, noon, and night, he would burn three sticks of incense. His reason was that he had to pay his respects to the Three Pure Ones.
Furthermore, Mo Wu Dao said that more than a hundred people had died in the courtyard, and there was even a drought demon. The Yin Qi in the courtyard was too strong, and it needed to be expelled. Last night, he even performed a ritual in the backyard!
What was he if not a fraud?
However, because Ling Yun was unconscious, the people in Mansion Number One were basically at Qingshui Wharf. There were only the two Blood Clan members, Wang Feihu, and Mo Wudao there. No one restricted Mo Wudao's movements, so everyone let him do as he pleased.
Speaking of Mo Wu Dao, Wang Feihu couldn't help but chuckle. "That fellow has been appearing and disappearing unpredictably these past few days, and he's even mumbling to himself. I can't hear what he's saying clearly, but since he's clearly not going to escape, I can't be bothered with him.
After saying that, Wang Feihu pointed to the west corner of the mansion and smiled. "Nah, after he made the skull for those dead people last night, he made those things overnight. Then, he went out early this morning."
Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu looked in the direction he was pointing at. They were shocked and their jaws dropped.
There were three identical lanterns placed side by side. The lanterns were unusually exquisite and had a unique style. They were long white paper lanterns with some crooked runes drawn on them.
Tang Meng was enraged when he saw it. "F * ck, isn't this the kind of lanterns hung in front of the coffins of the dead? Big Brother Yun isn't even dead yet, and this bastard made these?! "
Tie Xiaohu's face turned ugly as well. He couldn't help but clench his fists.
"F * ck, Tang Meng, don't talk nonsense if you don't know anything. This is the Spirit Guiding Lantern that I painstakingly made for your boss!"
Mo Wudao returned and happened to hear Tang Meng's cursing. He glared at Tang Meng and scolded him back.
The other three were stunned. They turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the courtyard door. They saw the weird little Daoist walking in with a bag in his hand.
"Spirit Guiding Lantern? What's that?! "
Tang Meng was so anxious that he couldn't be bothered to bicker with Mo Wudao.
Mo Wudao glanced at Tang Meng and didn't explain further. "You'll know when the time comes."
After a pause, Mo Wudao's expression suddenly turned serious. He said to Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu, "I'm almost done with this courtyard. Both of you tell them to send Ling Yun here tomorrow night. "
Tang Meng's eyes widened.
"Send Big Brother Yun here? For what? "
Mo Wudao smiled mysteriously. "Didn't I tell you just now? To summon his soul."
Tang Meng was enraged. He rolled up his sleeves and chased after Mo Wudao. "You f * cking quack! Big Brother Yun isn't even dead yet, and you're saying that you're going to summon his soul? I'll beat you to death!"
Mo Wu Dao was at Houtian Realm Level Nine after all. Of course, he wouldn't let Tang Meng hit him. He dodged lightly, and his eyes lit up. He said seriously, "Who said Ling Yun is dead? I'm saying that he looks like he lost his soul after being struck by lightning. We have to find a way to get his soul back so that he can wake up!"
Tang Meng was dumbfounded. "That's a superstition. Will it work?"
Mo Wudao smiled. "Superstition? Blood Clan, Drought Demon, Fox Demon, your boss's tribulation … You saw it all with your own eyes, right? What right do you have to say that our Maoshan Daoist techniques are superstitions? "
Mo Wu Dao's question stunned Tang Meng for a moment before he smiled and said, "I don't dare to say whether it will work or not, but we should at least try, right?"
Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu looked at each other and gritted their teeth. "F * ck, let's try it! But don't blame me for not warning you. If it doesn't work … I guarantee that you'll die a horrible death! "
Mo Wudao's face was full of disdain.
…
On the ninth day of Ling Yun's coma, he was secretly sent back to Mansion Number One.
At night, Mo Wudao solemnly took a bath and changed his clothes. After everything was ready, he started his quack act.
He started chasing people away the moment he arrived.
"Men's Yang energy is too strong. You can't stay here tonight. Go as far away as you can."
"There are too many people here. Too many people won't work either. Only three women can stay."
In the end, Mo Wudao kept Ning Lingyu, Lin Menghan, and Yao Rou. He gave each of them a Spirit Guiding Lamp.
After explaining everything to the three of them, Mo Wudao said, "The two of you stay in this courtyard. Do as I say. Remember, no mistakes!"
"Ning Lingyu, come with me!"
In the dark of the night, Mo Wudao and Ning Lingyu left in a car. The place they were going to would definitely surprise anyone! (To be continued.)
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