The sudden appearance of the small black dog caused Luo Youliang's face to change drastically.
He hurriedly dodged and retracted the flying Hu Zi claw to strike at Xiao Hei.
The flying Hu Zi claw was quite agile, almost like a long snake.
The claws at the end were shaped like Hu Zi claws, made of fine steel, and extremely sharp, capable of hooking even the hardest rock.
Whether it's a person or a dog, getting scratched by a claw will certainly result in torn skin and flesh.
"Xiao Hei, be careful!"
Lu Fei, worried that Xiao Hei might suffer, immediately opened the black umbrella.
Strands of black hair drifted out from the umbrella, quickly entangling the flying Hu Zi claw.
With a gentle pull, Lu Fei tightened the black hair, causing Luo Youliang to stagger and almost lose his balance.
Xiao Hei took the opportunity to rush to his leg and opened its mouth.
But after a moment, the little guy wrinkled its nose, as if it detected an unpleasant smell; instead of biting, it closed its mouth and retreated.
Lu Fei's eyebrows twitched.
Could this person have something odd about him?
Aside from the earthy smell, there seemed to be another odor on him. It was hard to describe, but it made people feel particularly uncomfortable.
"Who are you people?"
Luo Youliang tightly clutched the flying Hu Zi claw. Despite his aged appearance, his hands were exceptionally strong.
"Luo Youliang, give Hao Hao's life back!"
Luo Xingfa roared in anger.
Seeing him, Luo Youliang narrowed his old eyes, seeming to understand something, but he coldly replied, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"You can't deny it; we know everything! The bronze mirror, Hao Hao's photo, these are all evidence that you borrowed Hao Hao's life force!" Luo Xingfa was so angry he was shaking as he pulled out a fruit knife and pointed it at Luo Youliang.
"Give Hao Hao's life back, or I'll fight you to the death!"
"Since I've already borrowed it, why should I return it? It's your child's misfortune! If you can't accept it, go to the underworld and join him!"
There was only coldness in Luo Youliang's eyes as he turned his wrist.
The chain of the flying Hu Zi claw shook, breaking free from the black hair, and the sharp claws flew toward Luo Xingfa.
Luo Xingfa hastily threw the fruit knife in his hand.
However, the sharp knife was like a fragile toy in front of the Hu Zi's claw, too weak to withstand, and was directly smashed into several pieces by the Hu Zi's claw.
"Mr. Luo, come back!"
Master Xiang quickly flicked out a copper coin.
The copper coin could ward off evil, but it was far too weak against a finely crafted weapon like the Flying Hu Zi Claw.
Just as the Hu Zi's claw was about to hook onto Luo Xingfa's pale face.
Strands of black hair flew through the air and wrapped around it just in time.
"Xiao San, put in more effort!"
Lu Fei held up a black umbrella with one hand and took out the ghost-whipping whip with the other.
The whip, made of willow twigs, was highly resilient and could be used to strike both ghosts and people.
Black hair wove through the chains, interlacing into a tight and sturdy rope that Luo Youliang could not shake off no matter how hard he tried.
Lu Fei threw the black umbrella into the air and charged at Luo Youliang with his whip in hand.
Luo Youliang, panic-stricken, immediately dropped the flying Hu Zi claw and turned to run.
Though old, his movements were exceptionally agile and swift. He ran using both his hands and feet, truly resembling a large rat.
"Little Umbrella, quickly!"
Lu Fei chased after him directly.
The black umbrella, having discarded the flying Hu Zi claw, closely followed Lu Fei, with strands of black hair streaming out like ghostly hands reaching for Luo Youliang.
Master Xiang and Luo Youliang watched this scene in dumbfounded amazement.
Not only did Lu Fei's dog have a spiritual nature, but even his umbrella was so magical.
"Quickly, catch up, don't let him get away!" After a moment, Master Xiang reacted and instructed his assistant to push him out immediately.
Luo Youliang ran to the door and pressed some mechanism by the wall.
Boom!
A large net descended from the sky.
"Be careful!"
Lu Fei sensed a menacing aura,
and hastily pulled everyone back.
The black umbrella split into strands, forcefully pushing the net away.
As the net hit the ground, it emitted a foul smell.
This net was woven from red threads soaked in glutinous rice, originally intended for use against zombies during tomb exploration. But due to frequent use and prolonged contact with corpses, it had absorbed the stench of death.
If one was ensnared by this net and their skin came into contact with it, they would be poisoned by the zombie toxin.
"What a sly and despicable mole!" Master Xiang broke out in a cold sweat.
Taking this opportunity, Luo Youliang shut the main door, secured the bolt, and locked Lu Fei and the others inside the house.
"Oh no! If we don't get out in time, that mole will definitely escape!"
Master Xiang became anxious.
Luo Xingfa, in a panic, started ramming his body against the door in an attempt to break it down.
"Little Umbrella!"
Following Lu Fei's command, the black umbrella flew out of the window, blocking Luo Youliang's path.
Lu Fei and Luo Xingfa began to ram the door together.
The old wooden door could not withstand much impact and crumbled with a loud crash. Lu Fei immediately stepped over the fallen door, grasping the ghost-whipping whip, and advanced towards Luo Youliang step by step.
Luo Youliang was panting heavily, his old eyes gloomy. What exactly is the background of this young man?
The methods are extraordinary, too persistent!
He raised his head and let out a hoarse roar.
Boom!
In the next moment, a black fog descended like a sharp whirlwind, engulfing him completely. It carried him out of the courtyard at lightning speed, heading towards the mountains.
"What was that?"
Master Xiang and Luo Xingfa, who had arrived later, were utterly shocked.
"Where did this mole get so many tactics, to even summon a demonic wind!"
"Manager Lu, if he gets away, it will be very difficult to have another chance..." Master Xiang felt a heavy heart.
"No! Hao Hao cannot die...even if he runs to the ends of the earth, I will find him!"
Luo Xingfa's eyes turned red as he immediately started running towards the mountains.
"Mr. Luo, wait!"
Lu Fei stretched out his hand, the black umbrella returned to his grasp, and he hurriedly chased after him.
Running out of the courtyard, he heard footsteps behind him and turned to see Master Xiang being carried by an assistant following them.
"Master Xiang, the mountain path is difficult, why don't you wait in the car to meet us?"
"Manager Lu, rest assured, although I am not as capable as you, I can still protect myself and won't be a burden on you," Master Xiang said with resolute eyes, "If I can help, even if it's just a little, as long as we can save the child, a bit of hardship means nothing."
Lu Fei was taken aback and couldn't help but feel admiration for the old man.
"Good!"
The two no longer said anything and quickly followed Luo Xingfa.
But Luo Youliang had already been swept away by the demonic wind and disappeared into the mountains; with such vast and boundless mountains and seas, where should they start looking?
"No! We can't let him get away..."
Luoxingfa was extremely anxious, shaking his head in pain.
"Xiaohei, it's your turn!" Lufei patted Xiaohei on the head.
Xiaohei barked twice, his black nose twitched, and he quickly determined the direction.
"Follow it!"
With a wave of his hand, Lufei took the lead, following Xiaohei into the dark forest.
"Mr. Luo, Mr. Lufei is highly skilled and resourceful. We must stay calm and just follow Mr. Lufei; there is still hope for Hao Hao!" Master Xiang waved to Luoxingfa.
"Alright! Alright!" Luoxingfa regained his spirits.
The group followed the small black dog, struggling through the mountainous terrain.
After about the time it takes to smoke two cigarettes, Xiaohei suddenly stopped, looking up ahead with a wary gaze.
Lufei shone his flashlight forward.
In the dim light, many glowing green eyes were hidden among the large trees.
"Goo goo! Goo goo!"
Sinister bird calls echoed from within.
"It's the death-heralding birds!"
Master Xiang's expression grew increasingly serious.
"The appearance of death-heralding birds is not a good omen; it indicates great danger ahead. The slightest mistake could be fatal!"