The ultimate master in the city

Chapter 97 Master! Please save my son!

The two ghosts and one person stared at each other for a long time before Zhou Fengchen simply lay down, closed his eyes, and ignored them.

Chu Xiaoling squatted down beside him with a grin, "Do you want me to rescue you?"

"No need!" Zhou Fengchen turned over.

"Why?" Chu Xiaoling asked, puzzled. "Don't you want to go out and fight that demon?"

Zhou Fengchen jolted awake, scrambling to his feet and asking, "You know that monk is a demon? Then do you know where my friend, the real monk, is?"

Chu Xiaoling blinked: "What are you talking about? What do you mean by real monk or fake monk? Hasn't your friend always been a demon?"

Zhou Fengchen slumped back down, waving his hand impatiently, "Go away! I'm going to rest for a while."

"Why are you being so fierce? Just go away!" Chu Xiaoling said, but she pulled Gui Tai down to lie on the table next to her.

They endured this until eight or nine in the morning, when the room door opened and a policeman said expressionlessly to Zhou Fengchen, "You can go now, someone has bailed you out!"

Zhou Fengchen was stunned for a moment, glanced back, and saw that Chu Xiaoling and her child were gone. He said "thank you" and quickly went out.

It seems that only Wang Min can get him out of here.

Sure enough! When they arrived outside the police station, Wang Min was waiting with a grin.

Zhou Fengchen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I knew you would help me!"

Wang Min curled her lip. "You're that confident?"

"Of course," Zhou Fengchen said. "I really didn't kill him. I believe that you, a righteous policewoman, will definitely uphold justice for me."

Wang Min chuckled and solemnly repeated what Zhou Fengchen had said before, "Mr. Zhou, I advise you to avoid getting involved in this kind of thing in the future. I can save you once, but I can't save you a second time. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to clear your name even if you jumped into the Yellow River this time."

"Hehe..." Zhou Fengchen's embarrassment was beyond words.

Wang Min handed Zhou Fengchen's "backpack" over, saying, "Hey! These are your things. That machete is a controlled weapon, so it's confiscated."

"It's okay, thank you."

Zhou Fengchen took the schoolbag, and the two walked forward together for a while. Wang Min said, "You should still thank my cousin this time. After hearing about your case, she came to help solve it as soon as possible and cleared you of suspicion."

Zhou Fengchen opened his mouth to speak, but Wang Min continued, "Don't ask how you did it. Just be glad you're alright. I don't understand your world, but my cousin seems to. She told me to tell you to use your brain when you encounter problems. Some things you can accept, some you can't. Don't let greed cloud your judgment and rush in like an idiot. Tell me the truth, do you... know my cousin? Her name is Su Fuyi. Think about it carefully!"

That tone...

Zhou Fengchen's heart pounded wildly. He grabbed Wang Min's hand and asked, "Doesn't your cousin also have a name, Zhou Linglong?"

"Zhou Linglong?" Wang Min pulled her hand away, thought for a moment, and said, "No!"

"No?" Zhou Fengchen scratched his head and said, "I still have things to do here. I'll come find you after I'm done. How about you take me to meet your cousin?"

"OK!"

……

After parting ways with Wang Min, Zhou Fengchen went back to the rented apartment, which was exactly the same as when he left a few days ago.

This indicates that Monk Yuanzhi has not returned.

He sighed, went out to get something to eat, then bought a bunch of yellow paper talismans and a slightly shorter goose-wing knife.

I took a nap, drew talismans, and consecrated the blade. Before I knew it, it was dark.

Zhou Fengchen brought his father's suona with him, fully armed, and headed straight for the school. Reaching a secluded spot, he took out a paper talisman, attached a yellow hair to it, and pointed, chanting, "Origin Finding Token, One Point, One Spirit, So be it!"

The paper talisman flew off shakily, but strangely, it didn't stay on campus; instead, it flew towards the outside of the school.

Where did that bastard go? Zhou Fengchen followed the paper talisman, completely bewildered.

Not long after they left the school gate, Chu Xiaoling, holding the hand of the little devil, caught up with them, smiling broadly. "Honey, wait for us!"

Zhou Fengchen gave a wry smile. "Big sister, if you want to come along, go ahead, but please don't talk to me, okay? If people see me, they'll think I'm a madman talking to myself!"

"Oh no!" Chu Xiaoling leaned closer, walking shoulder to shoulder. "If we don't talk, we won't seem like family!"

Zhou Fengchen was incredibly annoyed: "Can't you be reasonable for once? Who's family with you? Don't mess with me, I'm telling you!"

"I'm not human!" Chu Xiaoling said matter-of-factly, turning around and saying, "Xiaobao, quickly call him Daddy!"

The little devil was having a blast, unafraid of Zhou Fengchen, and grinned mischievously, calling out, "Daddy, Daddy!"

"Fine! Do whatever you want!"

……

The two ghosts and one person chased after the talisman, turning and twisting for two hours, before finally stopping in front of a house in an alley.

Zhou Fengchen walked to the courtyard gate and peeked inside. He saw a three-story villa in the courtyard, with rows of small tiled houses on both sides, which seemed to be rented to migrant workers or factory workers. At this time, there were many people in the courtyard, men, women, and children, washing clothes, cooking, playing cards, chatting and so on...

Zhou Fengchen frowned. What was that bastard doing here?

He went back to the outer courtyard wall to check the goose-wing knife, talismans, and suona. Whatever he was doing here, he'd catch him first.

Just then, several people suddenly emerged from the courtyard, craning their necks and looking around anxiously, muttering, "Haven't they arrived yet?"

"Why haven't they arrived yet?"

"Is it accurate or not?"

Zhou Fengchen was taken aback. What did that mean? Were they waiting for me?

The group looked around and then spotted Zhou Fengchen standing in the corner. Their eyes widened as they sized him up, their faces lighting up with joy. They turned and ran into the courtyard, shouting, "She's here! The old lady is here! We're saved! We're saved!"

Zhou Fengchen turned around and asked Chu Xiaoling blankly, "What do you mean?"

Chu Xiaoling was also a little confused and shook her head, "How would I know?"

A cacophony of footsteps echoed through the courtyard, along with the sounds of porcelain basins being slammed and rice bowls shattering—a chaotic scene of chickens and dogs running amok.

Zhou Fengchen quickly said, "Chu Xiaoling, let's hide it, there are too many people."

Chu Xiaoling nodded, then grabbed Xiaobao and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, a large group of people rushed out of the courtyard, including young men, young women, old women, old men, and children, all staring wide-eyed at the crowd with curiosity.

The leader was an elderly woman in her sixties, trembling with excitement. She looked Zhou Fengchen up and down, muttering, "He looks about twenty years old, about 1.75 meters tall, with somewhat long hair, single eyelids, a stranger... it all matches up! Master! Help!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people behind her shouted, "Master, please help us!"

This situation left Zhou Fengchen completely bewildered. He glanced instinctively into the courtyard and asked, "What...what does this mean?"

The old lady quickly said, "Our son has been in an accident for almost half a year now, it's worse than death, you..."

"Stop!"

Zhou Fengchen waved his hand, thinking to himself that this was too strange. What was the fake monk Yuanzhi up to? Making such a big fuss, could he have run away?

He pulled a paper packet from his pocket, picked up a hair, then took out a paper talisman, held it between two fingers, and chanted, "The source of all things is found, one point connects to the spirit, so be it! Go!"

The talisman, glowing with a yellow light, floated into the air, spun twice, pointed south, and then gently landed on the ground.

A large group of people stared blankly at the scene, speechless with astonishment, while the old woman and her family were overjoyed. "She really is a master! Amazing! Absolutely incredible!"

Zhou Fengchen sighed. The fake Yuanzhi had indeed escaped! The tracking talisman was such a strange thing that it could only be used once a day.

He looked in the direction the talisman had pointed, turned around and left, deciding to look ahead and try his luck.

The people around were all dumbfounded! Why did they leave?

"Master! Please save my son!" The old woman knelt down with a thud.

Her family members also knelt down, and the tenants who had received kindness from them exchanged glances and also knelt down in a rush.