"I respond to my reflexes, actually, they are quite fast."
But I had only just lifted my leg to complete the retreat when I was pressed down by that hand on my shoulder.
However, he merely touched me gently, then raised his hand as if to pat my shoulder.
No, that's not it; he just patted my shoulder.
His smile at the corners of his mouth widened, spreading to his entire face, looking incredibly naive.
"Good height..."
Miu Qi turned around and looked at the tall figure before her, clearly unaware that we had already clashed once.
I am completely at a disadvantage...
If it weren't for the fact that this was a mortuary, he might have already grabbed me forcefully and I would have had no way to resist.
"Mr. Luo, please." The tall man shouted again in his simple manner and made a gesture of inviting him.
The direction he was inviting me to was not the two-story building, but the opposite side.
On the opposite side was a row of small houses, and the direction his finger pointed to was a tavern.
The tavern was very quiet. There were a few large cauldrons outside the door, and the rough black characters on the red paper door looked very rough.
The bar counter, with its ancient and colorful style, was arranged with a row of small wine jars.
There were no attendants, nor was there any wine seller. A person was quietly sitting in the middle of the tables, with their hands crossed.
"Brother-in-law... Are you here alone, or do you have any friends?" Miu Qi asked carefully, still not realizing there was a problem.
I faintly smiled and walked directly towards the tavern.
Miu Qi wanted to follow me.
I paused slightly and said, "Wait for me at the place where you sold the ghost before. Don't talk to Master Mao Yousan too much."
"Ah?" Miu Qi didn't understand.
I conveyed a sense of urgency in my eyes and slightly shook my head, causing Miu Qi's face to tense.
Of course, the tall man did not make any moves to hinder us.
Miu Qi lowered her head and hurriedly walked in the direction we had come from.
It was only then that I stepped into the tavern and walked straight to the wooden table in the center and sat down.
The person in front of me is about forty or fifty years old, with a clean face and no beard.
His cheeks were slightly elongated, not thin, his nose was prominent, and his philtrum was deeper and longer. Especially his eyes, they were particularly gentle.
This gave him a overall first impression of being modest and gentle.
Wearing plain black cloth robes, his hands were placed together in front of his chest, still crossed.
I looked at him, and he looked back at me.
"Courage, not small."
Not only did he look modest, but his tone was also gentle.
"Just to look at this place requires courage? Or is it that I'm showing courage by sitting here?" I replied.
In fact, I dare to sit here, my courage is only part of it.
The main reason was that this was the Mortuary, and it was not allowed to fight here. I was certain that the other party could not do anything to me.
And I was also very curious about why he knew me and who he was.
Mr. Yang had mentioned that the person who knew about my parents back then knew me but had no interest in me.
That's because he knew that I was unrelated to the events of that time, and even didn't know where the "corpse" from that time was.
Is the person in front of me the person Mr. Yang had mentioned?
My thoughts focused, and my gaze did not wander at all.
The man suddenly smiled faintly, then, after calming down, said, "Look, it's courage to look here; it's also courage to sit here."
"The residence of Youyang has a notice board for various odd things. If you advertise and it's successful, the reward is abundant. You just need to take a glance, which means attracting and encouraging you to strive to complete it."
"But the only two people who have taken the top two banners in front of me are allowed to sit."
"If you can complete it, everything will be fine. If you cannot, you will likely have to give your life."
The tone of his voice and the sharpness of his words all gave off an aura of mystery.
As he spoke...
Basically, it can be concluded that my parents probably took the banner from him to find a body back then?
That means he actually harmed my parents!？
Breathing became rapid.
My eyes towards him gradually became cold and filled with a sense of killing intent.
"People who can sit in front of me and have such intense killing aura are rare. You can even say that it's daring enough to be daring."
He released his hands, one hand resting on his chin, the other gently tapping the table.
"But you don't know anything about me, which can be understood."
"I am not the person you think I am."
"The previous monk has been missing for many years."
"You can call me Fe Fang."
His words rendered me speechless, and my brows furrowed tightly.
From his words, it could be directly judged that he knew my background completely. But his meaning was that the person related to my parents, even the one who harmed them, had been missing for many years?
He succeeded the position of that person.
The two-story wooden building is called Youyang Residence, and the manager is a monk. He must be the new abbot.
"I know you want to find out about the Luo family, and I also want to find him."
"I have been waiting for you."
"If you can't come, you will probably have no chance or qualification."
"Now that you have come, you have just some qualifications." Fe Fang spoke again.
I came back to my senses and continued staring at Fe Fang's face.
Then I stood up and walked out.
Fe Fang did not call me. I noticed that the tall man stood behind the counter. He smiled at me foolishly.
Only after I walked out of the tavern and a good distance further did I stop and look back.
The tall man didn't chase after me, and Fe Fang didn't come out...
The street was still quiet.
I could feel a cold sweat trickle down my back. I quickened my pace and made my way out.
When I left that street and arrived at the entrance of Master Mao Yousan's alley, I saw Miu Qi pacing slowly by the roadside. Only then did I really let out a sigh of relief.
Fe Fang said so much.
It was as if he was revealing his purpose.
He was waiting for me. I had something.
Previously, he even took himself out of it, saying that he had nothing to do with the death of my parents!
Maybe, maybe he really has nothing to do with it.
Maybe, really as he said, it was the previous abbot's matter.
But being watched is far from a good thing.
Moreover, he is clearly going to use me for some purpose.
I am easily utilized.
If I don't clarify his background, and rashly cooperate based on what he offers, I might not even know how I died.
More likely, I would be working for someone who is responsible for a deep-seated grudge against my family!
"Brother-in-law!" In the distance, Miu Qi saw me and was overjoyed, running towards me.
I collected my thoughts, taking a few steps, and soon met with Miu Qi.
She looked behind me, slightly relieved, but before she could speak, I didn't pause and walked forward again.
Miu Qi quickly caught up with me.
Soon, I arrived at the front of Master Mao Yousan's store.
The store was open, but Master Mao Yousan's men were not there. The reclining chair was empty.
"Where's Old Mao?" I turned and asked the owner of the opposite store.
"Hmm, he was just here a moment ago. How did he disappear so quickly?"
I furrowed my brow.
Miu Qi also glanced at Master Mao Yousan's store and whispered, "He came here earlier and spoke to me. I didn't respond, but he was lying here just now."
