The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 166 - 164: There Is a Corpse Upstairs

Chapter 166: Chapter 164: There Is a Corpse Upstairs

The next day.

Passing by the long street from yesterday, there were still small items left behind by tourists fleeing last night, like scarves, sneakers, and shopping bags.

Street cleaners were methodically tidying up, and the vendors on both sides started their business as usual, seemingly unaffected by the haunting incident.

It seemed as if what happened last night was just a misunderstanding.

"No way," Yang Xiu looked at the vendors on both sides in shock, "49 Bureau is really impressive, these vendors were here last night, and look, just overnight, it’s as if nothing happened."

The brothers Yang He and Yang Xiu were surprised as they looked at the vendors along the street, even Qin Luo had a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

The Little Milk Dumpling walking at the front was very calm, the technique of the 49 Bureau was like this, erasing all sorts of bizarre phenomena overnight, making those who witnessed it firsthand doubt they only had a dream.

"The world is vast, full of experts, you will get used to it over time." The Little Dumpling walked briskly, with her hands behind her back, displaying none of the steadiness she had when purifying the Evil Ghost last night.

Today she was completely just a little girl out on a family trip, strolling and eating along the way.

In less than half an hour, the little milk doll was holding several skewers in her hand, along with a stack of local traditional pastries.

Yang Xiu was carrying a paper bag filled with various snacks, while Yang He held a pile of various tourist souvenirs that little girls would like, such as handcrafted paper fans, clay dolls, traditional silk handkerchiefs.

Qin Luo’s role was to pay, every time the Little Dumpling showed interest in something, Qin Luo would step forward with a slight smile, "How much is this?"

After finishing their strolling and eating, the Little Dumpling looked satisfied and extended her hand back, Yang Xiu quickly took out a wet wipe from his pocket to wipe her hands.

In the past, they had accompanied the young master and met various Xuan Sect leaders in the Capital City, who mostly had an immortal demeanor, like reclusive wise men, approaching them felt somewhat sacrilegious.

This was the first time they encountered someone who needed to be coaxed with snacks.

Qin Luo was calm, and once the Little Milk Dumpling had eaten her fill, he took out a photo and handed it over.

It was a photo of the six guards who almost became Evil Corpses. The six young men in the photo were handsome and radiant, smiling brightly at the camera, but now they were nothing but bones and dust.

"Are the conditions of these six the same as the Evil Corpses we saw yesterday?" Qin Luo asked.

"Yes!" The Little Milk Dumpling nodded heavily, "Fortunately, they were discovered in time, otherwise, they would have turned into Evil Corpses like yesterday."

Qin Luo retrieved the photo and asked a nearby vendor, "Uncle, can I ask you something? We’re from out of town and want to find a master for evil exorcism and protection. Who is the most capable around here?"

"You’ve asked the right person. Of course, it’s Master Huang Mingzhuo. He hosts our annual deity worship ceremonies."

Qin Luo glanced at Yun Qi, making eye contact.

He turned to Yang He and said, "Immediately find out Huang Mingzhuo’s address, I must see him this afternoon, by any means necessary."

Yang He nodded, "Yes."

In the afternoon, the autumn sun was warm, the sky high and the clouds light.

Master Huang lived in the suburbs, in a standalone villa, likely built by someone he hired, with no neighbors around, surrounded by beautiful scenery, a brook winding past the front, and looking up, one could see ancient villages set in the hillside.

Because there was no one around, it felt very desolate.

The interior decor was traditional, with Huang Mingzhuo sitting behind a large mahogany desk, looking no different from an ordinary Chinese study room.

The only difference was the ceiling, from which hung various red threads covered with yellow talismans, strung with red Heavenly Beads, crisscrossing like star trails, densely intertwined, leaving an uncomfortable feeling.

Huang Mingzhuo was a bit surprised by their visit, giving a cold glance over Qin Luo and the others, pausing a few more seconds on Yun Qi’s face, "You’re from out of town, what do you want with me?"

Typically, he didn’t see guests, but Yang He indeed offered too much.

"We want to ask the master to help us find some people." Qin Luo said, gesturing. Yang He placed the photo on Master Huang’s desk.

Master Huang was casually using the lid of his tea to skim the leaves floating on the surface, his gaze quickly brushed over the photo, a fleeting suspicion flashed in his eyes, yet his face remained calm, "All six of them? What do they have to do with you?"

Qin Luo and Yun Qi exchanged a glance, and Qin Luo spoke up, "All six. They used to be my guards. About four months ago, they went on a mission and never returned. We’ve used every means to find their whereabouts."

Huang Mingzhuo leisurely sipped his tea, set down the cup, and suddenly pushed the photo back, focusing his gaze on Yun Qi, smiling, "Are you the little girl everyone online says can hunt ghosts?"

Yun Qi beamed sweetly, "That’s me."

"But some also say that everything from yesterday was fake, a misunderstanding, so can you really hunt ghosts?" Huang Mingzhuo gave a mischievous smile and stroked his beard.

"Aren’t you a master? You can figure out if I can hunt ghosts or not." Yun Qi tilted her head, sitting obediently in the high mahogany chair, looking innocent and charming.

"Heh heh." Huang Mingzhuo squinted his eyes, spoke not a word, and traded smiles with Yun Qi. But in an instant, he retracted his smile, his expression indifferent, "Please leave, I cannot assist you with this matter."

"Why?" Yang He asked in shock, "Master Huang, the locals say you’re extraordinarily capable, we came all the way from the Capital City for your reputation."

"What does that have to do with me? Can’t help means I can’t help, I’m unwilling, what can you do to force me? Get out!"

Huang Mingzhuo’s demeanor changed drastically, unceremoniously wanting to drive them away.

Yang He and Yang Xiu wanted to say something, but Yun Qi lowered her head and noticed a stack of uncut yellow paper on the desk and slipped a triangular Spirit Talisman into it.

Looking up, Master Huang was watching her warily.

The Little Dumpling gave a sweet smile, "Don’t be mad, we’ll leave. But if you drive me away now, it’ll be troublesome if you want to invite me back later."

"Rest assured, I’ll never invite you back in my lifetime."

Yang Xiu chuckled, "Master, never say never..."

"I just said it. If I ever invite you back, I’ll kneel down and kowtow to you three times!" Huang Mingzhuo’s cold gaze was fierce as he gritted his teeth.

It seemed Yun Qi had done something to anger him greatly.

"Alright, don’t say we bullied you when you’re kowtowing later."

Yun Qi was the first to walk out of the room, Qin Luo, seeing her do so, followed her out.

Outside the courtyard, Yun Qi looked back at the three-story building.

The Corpse Energy was getting stronger.

If her guess was right, there should be a corpse upstairs.