Chapter 4011 The Dilapidated House

Regardless of my identity, I have no use for this junk; it's all outdated stuff. My only worry is that it might fall into the wrong hands and be used to harm society.

I was originally planning to just leave it at that, but after Master Qiao's reminder, I felt it was necessary to contact Tang Shangning and have someone remove all the broken weapons from the cave.

After all, two of Master Qiao's men came with him this time. With so many people around, there's bound to be some loose lips. If they accidentally let something slip while drinking, someone might try to take advantage of what's here.

However, I can't contact Tang Shangning right now, mainly because there's no signal in these deep mountains and forests. Let's wait until we get out before we talk about it; those things can't escape anyway.

With things settled here, everyone was exhausted, and it was almost dawn.

I've decided to stay here today and rest for a day and a night, so that Third Master Qiao and Dongzi can recover from their injuries.

Next, we're going to find that Weasel Master, and I reckon it's going to be another fierce battle.

If Master Qiao and Dongzi don't recover well, they will definitely become a burden again.

Before going to sleep, I asked Ziba to catch another roe deer, and then I had Wang Guodong clean it up and roast it. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, we had a good meal.

At this point, I gave each of Master Qiao and Dongzi a pill from Xue Family Pharmacy and had them swallow it.

While they slept, I suspended the Yasakani no Magatama above their heads to continue healing them.

Therefore, I dared not let my guard down. I was afraid that there might still be surviving monsters in that cave coming to cause trouble. I had the spirit continue to observe the surroundings. In addition, I released the poisonous scorpion that Kassan had given me, which could also help me keep an eye on the surroundings.

After playing all night, I was quite tired, so I crawled into my tent and fell fast asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark outside. After crawling out of the tent, I felt a chill in the air.

Wang Guodong had already lit a bonfire and was roasting the roe deer meat we hadn't finished eating; the aroma was so enticing it filled our nostrils.

Before long, Third Master Qiao and Dongzi woke up, and I went over to carefully examine their injuries.

It must be said that the pills from Xue Family Pharmacy are really effective. The two of them seem to be fine. Under the protection of the Eight-Foot Jade Orchid, their wounds have completely healed and even scabbed over in such a short time.

At first, I thought Dongzi's arm might be ruined, since the monster had gnawed at it so badly that the bone was exposed. But now it seems that his arm has been saved, although it is still not very flexible.

Therefore, we had no choice but to continue our journey to find Wong Tai Sin.

But it's late at night now, and we can't travel at night, so we can only rest for another night and take care of the injuries on Third Master Qiao and Dongzi.

With nothing to do in the evening, after we had eaten and drunk our fill, Uncle Qiao suddenly got into the mood and said he would sing us a piece of Errenzhuan (a traditional Chinese folk art form).

Since we're just killing time anyway, it wouldn't hurt to listen to Master Qiao sing a song.

After disguising himself, Uncle Qiao, holding a towel in his hand, began to sing a song, swaying his hips: "Wang Ernai, with tears in her eyes, I miss my husband so much that my face is ashen. I can't eat a bowl of rice for three days, and I can't drink half a bowl of soup for two days..."

I have to say, Uncle Qiao's singing style was very charming, and his comical movements made us all burst into laughter. Little Fatty even got up to learn the Yangko dance from Uncle Qiao, and his fat body kept jiggling, which made me laugh so hard that tears almost flew out.

Last night I was almost driven crazy by those monsters, but this commotion has made me feel much more relaxed.

We were up until late into the night before we finally got tired and went to sleep.

Nothing happened all night. It seems that we have wiped out all the Japanese devils hiding in that cave. Even if they are not all dead, they probably won't dare to provoke us again.

The next morning, we ate something simple and then continued our search for Wong Tai Sin.

As we walked, I kept looking at the compass in my hand. By the time we got here, the compass needle was very clear. There was indeed a strong demonic aura in this old forest, but it was more than a hundred miles away.

Third Master Qiao released the green-headed, golden-eyed beast again to lead the way for us.

Even from this distance, I can sense the demonic aura with my compass, which means that Wong Tai Sin must have a very high level of spiritual cultivation.

Whenever I think of that Weasel spirit, I think of my wife, the Eight-Tailed Fox. If she were here with me right now, this would be a piece of cake. No matter how powerful the Weasel spirit is, she's just a little sister in front of my wife. My wife is a powerful demon from the primordial era. With just a few words, the Weasel spirit would probably kneel down and beg for mercy.

Now that my wife is gone, I have no choice. I can't live off her anymore, so I have no choice but to confront that witch doctor head-on.

Our group set off again, continuing our journey deeper into the old forest.

There were no roads in this old forest, but luckily I had a compass to locate myself, so we didn't get lost.

We walked for more than ten hours straight, and our pace wasn't slow. Just as it was getting dark, the blue-headed golden-eyed beast that had been leading the way suddenly sped up and ran ahead. After running a distance, it stood still and waved to Third Master Qiao and us.

Upon seeing this situation, Third Master Qiao quickly said, "Young Master Wu, the Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast seems to have made a new discovery. Let's follow it."

I responded and urged everyone to speed up so we could catch up with the blue-headed, golden-eyed beast.

That little thing was quite fast, quickly weaving through the old forest, leading us for several miles in one go, until suddenly a dilapidated house appeared in front of us.

The blue-headed, golden-eyed beast stopped near the dilapidated house and paced back and forth, seemingly hesitant to go inside.

When we saw the dilapidated house ahead, we exchanged glances and felt a little strange. The appearance of such a dilapidated house in the deep mountains and forests seemed rather abrupt.

Something was definitely amiss. I looked at Master Qiao and the others and whispered, "You guys stay close. Let's go inside that dilapidated house and take a look. I'll go in by myself in a bit. Little Fatty will be in charge of protecting the rest of us."

"Don't worry, Xiao Jie, leave this to me," the chubby boy said, patting his chest.

Before long, our group arrived at the dilapidated house. Upon closer inspection, we discovered that the house was built of stones and adobe bricks, looked extremely run-down, and was surrounded by weeds with vines climbing all over the walls.

Clearly, this dilapidated house has been abandoned for a long time.