"You must be a good Taoist, I have confidence in you as you have confidence in me! A ghost can do great good, can someone who guides ghosts toward virtue not be able to?" Han Qiu became excited.
"Ho, a good ghost, good words, said well."
A head suddenly appeared on the desk, with old Gong's facial expression and demeanor especially exquisite.
"Not bad, even the ghosts I gently guided under my tutelage would have done the same!" said Old Gong, smacking his lips.
"I think, master, you have climbed mountains and seen the young Taoist cultivator, it is better to return to the mountain gate immediately, oh, you can eat something in the town, don't delay the important matter in four days."
Old Gong twisted his head and stared at me.
"Big thing?" Han Qiu showed a slight confusion.
"Ahem, my master has forgotten so many things, he hasn't told the young Taoist cultivator yet. The true body of Si Gu Ren has been invited back, and in four days, it will be the grand funeral!"
"Zest, that's going to be quite a show."
"The lady who is like a childhood sweetheart of Sun Zhuo, the little lady being controlled by Tian Sheng Temple, has been sent to a safe place by my master. The ice-cold lady is on her way to retrieve her now."
"Ho, you say that Sun Zhuo, saying he is sordid and heartless, played around with two young ladies with extraordinary destinies, and I don't know how many innocent women he has wasted. But he still plays a game of sincerity, hmm, now it's good. Sincerity has been caught by us hand over fist. It directly let her point out Sun Zhuo on the grand ceremony. Do you think it's exciting?"
"Even that ugly creature, Zheng Ren, has to jump off the Thunder God's Cliff!"
Old Gong spoke vividly.
"True Man jumping off the cliff? This... will it...?" Han Qiu's face showed surprise.
The matter of Sun Zhuo startled him.
Zheng Ren's pronunciation is similar to "True Man," and he misunderstood, but he misunderstood it quite correctly.
"What if anything? That's too cheap for him, right? This old guy, he's sly."
Old Gong jumped up, landing on Han Qiu's shoulder, leaning in close and whispering a few words.
Han Qiu's facial expressions changed too much, almost twisted together, with more surprise and anger.
"Luo Uncle, then you really have to go up the mountain. Such a big event cannot be delayed!"
"There's such a big matter, you really shouldn't have come to me. Just wait until everything is done, and it's not too late to see me again!" Han Qiu urged.
He not only urged me but stood up, pushing me away.
Just after being pushed out of the courtyard gate, Han Qiu quickly ran back to the hall and closed the door.
The rooster's crow broke the dawn, a sliver of fish belly white cut through the night.
The sky has lightened up.
Old Gong disappeared as well.
In this hour, my conversation with Han Qiu was hasty, as if it passed in the blink of an eye.
However, the blockage in my heart was actually relieved some.
Perhaps, this is the feeling of great trepidation in the heart when some think impossible things are about to happen.
Sailing with the wind and the current indeed signifies many things.
Especially that Old Gong did not object.
He is so timid as a mouse, if anything happens, he must object!
Even at Mangying's place, he didn't support me.
The stomach is empty, and the hunger sensation comes rushing in.
I went to the town gate, ate two steaming buns, and had a large bowl of noodles.
"I'm glad, is something joyful approaching?" The heavy voice carried a hint of vigor.
A person sat across from me.
I looked up and saw a man in his thirties, with a simple and honest face, muscular body. It was Wu Ling?
"It seems that everything is going smoothly," said Wu Ling, holding a bowl of steaming noodles as well.
He grabbed a big chopstick of noodles and ate them down in one go.
"Mr. Wu." I let out a slight sigh of relief.
Wu Ling mentioned the word 'phase', he is far from being just a simple wanderer.
Miao San had kept him in Four Rules Mountain for many years, there must be a reason.
"I thought that Master Luo, a person of great virtue, had forgotten me."
"I am here to remind Master Luo. Sun Zhuo should be dead. Since you have brought back the Four Rules Mirror, you should do something, but you didn't contact Master Miao."
"Master Miao sent me to find you and tell you your position."
Wu Ling ate noodles in large mouthfuls, speaking casually and easily.
My face changed slightly.
Without responding, I lowered my head and began eating noodles as well.
The two of them continued to eat one chopstick after another, and soon the bowl of noodles was empty.
Wu Ling wiped his mouth, smiled faintly at me, and appeared to be mysterious and profound.
"Let's talk somewhere else," I said cautiously.
Wu Ling stood up and walked in one direction.
He walked quickly, but at this moment, my phone began to vibrate.
As I followed him, I took out my phone and saw the caller was actually Miao San Three!?
I rarely get a call from Miao San Three, Wu Ling finds me, and Miao San Three also contacts me…
It seems that everything happening in the Four Rules Mountain, everything concerning me, is within the calculation of Miao San Three…
For a moment, I felt a sense of avoiding something inside me.
So, I put away my phone and didn't answer the call.
Ahead, Wu Ling paused, turned his head to look at me, nodded slightly, as if urging me to come over.
I let out a slight sigh of relief, feeling a sense of helplessness in my heart.
I can't avoid it.
Miao San Three's calculation is very accurate; I want to avoid it, but there's still another person beside me.
I walked up to Wu Ling's side again, and the two of us walked together until we reached Wu Ling's courtyard.
Before Wu Ling could speak, I went first and said that the body of Sun Zhuo will be handed over to him in a few days, so he can take it to Master Miao and report back.
"You're not going to resolve Sun Zhuo's matter using Master Miao's method? Why?"
Wu Ling's eyes flashed with a faint light, looking at me deeply.
I remained silent and didn't answer.
I didn't keep the Four Rules Mountain matters from Han Qiu because Han Qiu is trustworthy.
Wu Ling is clearly not worth it.
Moreover, Miao San Three may have other plans for the Four Rules Mountain, and I need to carefully consider these matters.
"Master Miao, I don't want you to stay in the Four Rules Mountain for long. Once you've completed your task, you should leave. That would be best for you," Wu Ling suddenly said again.
My face didn't change, but my heart sank slightly.
Is this Miao San Three's intention?
But this... seems somewhat contradictory?
"Master Luo, you seem to have lost your way, like you have forgotten many things. But don't forget your nature, what kind of person you are. Can you be a Taoist in the Four Rules Mountain?"
"What is your purpose in coming to the Four Rules Mountain?"
"Why did you receive the heritage?"
"People are too quick to take things at face value, you need to wake up and be clear-headed."
Wu Ling's words came from the heart.
Wu Ling looked at me with even more sincerity, speaking word by word, "Sun Zhuo was obsessed with appearances. He forgot who he really was. Sometimes, perhaps he doesn't even consider himself a member of Tian Shou Taoist Temple anymore? Because of the beauty before his eyes, his desire for power, it blinded his eyes!"
"You deceived yourself!"
"And you, are you going to deceive yourself too?"
"Master Luo, I advise you to heed my words and withdraw while you can. Kill Sun Zhuo and leave. Let everything that has happened not happen, don't let it all come to a head, don't make it impossible to back down or recover!"
"Sometimes sailing smoothly doesn't mean you're truly on an easy path. Just when you think you've reached a smooth patch, a big obstacle can come along and make all your hard work go to waste!"
