Wu Jinlan and Liang Jieshi both looked over, both of them showing a furrowed brow without exception.
For Wu Jinlan, the problem of the Ding family is not just Ding Ruipu. Only before I came out, he regarded me highly and gathered manpower, trying to rescue me from the outside of the corpse forest.
After descending from Yundu Mountain, everyone was exhausted, and the immediate priority was rest, which is why we came to the Liang family.
This does not mean that Wu Jinlan and others will not return to Yundu County, and they will not just let the remaining people of the Ding family go like that.
Otherwise, that would be like cutting the grass without removing its roots, and with the spring wind, it will grow again.
"In some of the things Xu Wang has publicly declared, there was actually no news of Ding Ruipu's death," Wu Jinlan said with a solemn face, "The Ding family must have been trying to find out. It would be easy for them to know where we are in the Yundu Mountains. Yet, they didn't wait in pain but fled directly. This proves that Ding Ruipu left something behind to inform his clan of his death. It was just a slip-up on my part..."
Wu Jinlan then stopped talking, and I understood that this was the reason I had previously thought of.
"Little Wu, that's all you think of? Then your vision and skills still need to be trained," Old Gong shouted again.
I know that Old Gong wouldn't just randomly say such a thing; I'm thinking hard and trying to figure it out.
My pupils suddenly constricted, and I said in a low voice, "Her grandson's face resembles hers. Her bones were dug out, and her face was born after that. How could her grandson look like her? Because Ding Ruipu felt that his path was almost clear, he began to change the fate of his family members?"
"Grandpa isn't that smart, but at least I can figure it out. So, the old witch really treats her family well, wanting to turn the whole family into monsters." Old Gong's words were obviously tinged with envy, and it sounded like he was a little envious?
"This..." Wu Jinlan clenched his fist, then opened it, and then clenched it again. His eyes were full of killing intent.
"Having gone for days, it may be difficult to find them," said Fei Fang with a slightly helpless tone.
"There's still something to be seen; they left what Fei Junshi wanted to make you give up the pursuit," Wu Jinlan said in a hoarse voice.
"I will have them check it out strictly after we return to the coffin land. After returning to Jinyang, I will also coordinate with various realms of the dead world, strictly exploring any news of the Ding family," said Fei Fang again, in a very cautious manner.
I still have one more thing to say.
There was a very fierce corpse in the bamboo forest itself, which also disappeared without a trace. At that time, I felt that there was something wrong. However, since I had obtained Lao Qin's corpse, I didn't go into detail to think about it. It seems that it was because the descendants of the Ding family were keeping the fire, and they couldn't take it with them, so they gave up.
They left the items of the previous Jinyang Junshi, and the ancestor's corpse, is that they left it for Wu Jinlan to vent his anger? To avoid being pursued? This is not inferior to a hero cutting off his own wrist. The ability to make such a sacrifice, this family is all very scary.
Fortunately, Fei Fang and Wu Jinlan are not soft-hearted or lenient.
After that meal, everyone was silent. These things make one feel a bit like something is stuck in the throat, and it's not really a banquet.
Until after three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, Old Gong opened the conversation first, mentioning that we were going to Xiandong Mountain, reminding Wu Jinlan to pack his things and not waste time.
Wu Jinlan put away his pent-up emotions, nodded heavily, and said with a sense of relief, "The ancients said that heaven does not leave a person without a way. We have lost everything because of the Ding family, yet we are still like dogs without a home. However, unlike Ding Ruipu, we will not act like wolves in sheep's clothing. With that, the remnants of the Ding family will not be able to cause chaos."
The emotions of the other Yinyang gentlemen finally became lively. They discussed among themselves, looking very passionate and excited.
Old Gong buried himself in the bowl, took a big swig of wine, belched, and then said with satisfaction, "Grandpa, opening a school and founding a sect. Don't you feel inspired when you see it?"
Wu Jinlan indeed plans to start a school and establish a sect, gathering other Yinyang gentlemen who have been affected by Ding Ruipu's misdeeds and using the Yinyang techniques passed down by Feng Huagu.
Fei Fang also uses this method to encourage the people of the coffin land to explore.
"If I were a wandering master or a wandering Taoist, I might feel envious and yearn for it, but I am from the Four Rules Mountain, and its gates still need my protection. Therefore, I don't envy or seek it; I just feel happy for Mr. Wu," I replied to Old Gong.
"Uh..." Old Gong rolled his eyes, muttered, "Grandpa, you're starting to sound a bit like Liu Ziyu, not being pleased by material things and not being affected by personal matters."
I couldn't help but laugh and took another sip of wine.
This welcome and celebration banquet was quite a success.
Wu Jinlan and the other gentlemen didn't dare to get drunk, they still had to return to Yundu County to pack their things and bring the other gentlemen along.
Fei Fang simply said goodbye to me, he had to return to Jinyang. During this period of absence, Jiyang Ju had accumulated a lot of things.
I nodded, indicating that I understood.
As for Xu Jian, I looked at him a little longer before saying, "Junshi Fei, let Xu Jian stay with me here."
Fei Fang was taken aback and then said, "Master Luo, Xu Jian has lost his arm. He may not be able to help you much. If you need someone for front and rear errands, I can send someone more suitable. Otherwise, I worry that Xu Jian might die in some dangerous place."
Fei Fang's words were straightforward, but it can also be seen that he really cares about Xu Jian.
"Junshi Fei seems to have misunderstood. I left Xu Jian here not to make him do anything again. Our thoughts coincide; I'm afraid he will die in some dangerous place if he stays at Jiyang Ju."
I smiled and said, "Keeping him by my side, Xiandong Mountain will gather many Taoists and scholars, even my elder brother in my family will come. If Xu Jian has talent, perhaps he can join my Four Rules Mountain, or perhaps, he can join the sect Mr. Wu is going to set up."
Fei Fang was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes immediately revealed a surprised expression.
Then he slightly sighed, and said, "Master Luo's kindness is appreciated. I accept it on behalf of Xu Jian, but Master Luo should understand that becoming a Taoist, master, or any form of leftover artistry, these are all determined in advance. In the realm of the dead world, there is no one who can be a master but practice side arts."
Fei Fang's words left me speechless.
I only realized then that I had indeed overlooked some things.
Positive and negative life, indeed, Old Qin had already told me clearly and distinctly.
Only the more extreme extremes of these two fates are the Yang Shén and Guò Yīn. I am able to practice both because of Old Qin's previous arrangements.
"That's right, otherwise, those two eggs wouldn't be so worried. And Wushu couldn't change, they can only be bald-headed monks. A bald-headed monk should have few restrictions. With a zen stick, he can traverse the heavens and the earth," said Old Gong, drunkenly speaking.
He has always been like this, giving nicknames to anyone.
Xu Jian bowed deeply at me, his eyes slightly red, a gratitude that came from the bottom of his heart.
