I rose and picked up the blanket beside me, draping it over Bao Xi, then lay back in Shu Yang’s embrace, greedily inhaling Shu Yang’s unique fragrance. “Shu Yang, does Shang know where Yi Mo is?”
Shu Yang continued to smile, “I don’t know.” I was stunned, “If he doesn’t know, how will he find Yi Mo?” “By intuition,” Shu Yang said matter-of-factly. I fell silent and patted the car door, “Shang! Stop the car!”
Ma Long Xiao let out a neigh, and the horse-drawn carriage steadily came to a halt. I jumped down, pulled out a jade hairpin from my chest, and shouted: “Jade Emperor Godfather!!!” Soon came a response: “Hanr, can’t you call a bit softer? My ears will go deaf.”
“Stop talking nonsense, Godfather! Quickly tell me how to summon the Land God!”
“I speak at an inhuman speed, and the Jade Emperor Godfather obligingly replies: ‘Stomp the ground hard, then shout the old man’s name.’
‘Well, I have things to do, goodbye Godfather!’ I immediately put the jade hairpin back in my chest, stomp the ground with all my might, making the earth shake three times, and loudly shout: ‘Land God Grandfather! Come out right now!!!’ This action feels familiar, like I’ve seen it on TV…
Under three pairs of eyes looking as if they’ve seen an alien, the Land God appears wearing an oversized char siu bao, gloriously making an entrance: ‘Who’s calling so aggressively?!’ ‘Me!’ I raise my hand in response.
Seeing it’s me, the Land God almost goes weak-kneed in fright, his tone dramatically changing: ‘Ah, Miss Xiao Han! That stomp was truly magnificent!’ Uh, the Land God is really a sycophant… ‘I want to ask you something.’
‘Yes, yes, please go ahead,’ the Land God bows obsequiously. ‘Where is Ning Yi Mo now?’ I ask bluntly. ‘Okay, wait a moment,’ the Land God pulls out a laptop, and I collapse – this Land God is such a novice! Using a computer!!!
‘In the underground chamber of the Demon Cult,’ the Land God says with a smile. I glance at Shang, who looks embarrassed, saying, ‘We went in the opposite direction…’
Wow, even Shang can make mistakes, but nobody’s perfect. ‘Hehe, no problem.'”
