I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality Chapter 182 - 111: Taking Action, Dual Capture3

Moreover, they promised that regardless of the outco, they would burn incense and make offerings during the festivals for the supernatural beings.

At that ti, Huang Lao Xu did not think much about it; he simply thought this was a favorable deal and agreed.

When he went to the hunter’s house according to the agreed ti to exorcise, he found that the hunter had already passed away.

Once a person dies, debts disappear; with the death of the client, the matter seemingly ended there.

Who could have thought that Huang Lao Xu hadn’t been happy for long before it was suddenly rumored across Yanjing Mountain that he had taken on the task of finding lost children and punishing old traffickers of human beings?

Upon careful inquiry, he finally learned where the rumors originated.

Guess who it was? It turned out to be that hunter who had died not long ago!

Such were the circumstances — with the hunter’s death, there was no way to verify the truth.

Yet, Huang Lao Xu had indeed accepted the offerings from the hunter.

Everyone knew a little about it.

But no one knew that Huang Lao Xu had been tricked by a cunning human.

The old yellow weasel, fearing ridicule from his peers and concerned that his reputation and Huang Immortal Hall’s worshippers would suffer, ca to seek help from Cat Immortal Hall, bearing a basket of boiled eggs.

"You old weasel dare to call the hunter deceitful. You accepted so many benefits, yet now you want to outsource the work to my Cat Immortal Hall with just a basket of boiled eggs... Calling this opportunism is putting it mildly; in harsh terms, it’s shifting trouble onto others."

"If I don’t throw you out, it’s already good enough; you still want my help?"

Huang Lao Xu hurriedly clasped his hands in apology.

"I indeed did not consider this matter thoroughly. Please forgive , Daoist friend. If you are willing to help, I will always rember this kindness, and in the future, if you need anything, I will aid you with all my power."

Xu Qing stared at the yellow weasel in front of him for a while.

Just when Huang Lao Xu was about to seek assistance elsewhere, Xu Qing finally spoke.

"If you can bring the hunter’s corpse to the Funeral Shop, I may consider helping."

Huang Lao Xu heard this and thanked him repeatedly; he had never felt so grateful to a human in his life.

However, the next mont he heard Xu Qing say:

"But, this basket of boiled eggs is still too little; it’s not enough for the Cat Immortal Hall."

Huang Lao Xu tentatively asked, "Then, so other day I can bring so wild ginseng, cliffside ganoderma, or other mountain delicacies?"

Xu Qing shook his head; he didn’t need longevity dicine, so what use were those precious herbs to him?

"I don’t need that. But lately, when writing talismans, I lack a high-quality wolf hair brush..."

"..."

Huang Lao Xu walked away with a bald tail tip, while Golden Simurgh stood aside, gloating.

Xuan Yu saw Xu Qing plucking fur, and cautiously tucked his tail under his belly.

...

At the Patrol Office, ever since Chief Zhao disappeared for two days without returning, Governnt Official Xue had taken over the constable’s duties.

Among those who flattered and fawned, so had already begun calling him Chief Xue in private.

At that mont, Governnt Official Xue was chatting leisurely with several close colleagues in the room.

"You must say, Chief Xue is more open-minded. In the past, we would be scolded by Chief Zhao if we sneaked so leisure here."

"What Chief Zhao? He’s just a crude martial artist, always spouting vulgar words without a single decent term from his mouth."

"You can’t say that. Apart from being fond of swearing, insensitive, and dictatorial, Chief Zhao has so rits, like his long-reaching arm..." Governnt Official Xue faced away from the room’s door, listing Chief Zhao Zhonghe’s shortcomings.

"Ahem, Old Xue."

"What did you just call ?" Governnt Official Xue, having just drunk so alcohol, glowed red and looked with so displeasure at the official who called him Old Xue.

That official fell silent out of fear; the other colleagues imdiately stood up, their faces all changing drastically.

"Chief Xue, should I call you that in the future?"

A deep voice rang out, causing Governnt Official Xue to almost instinctively shudder.

He stiffly turned his body and saw the familiar figure standing at the door.

"Chief Zhao... Zhao Zhonghe..."