Yù tāi dào chǎng!
These words keep echoing in my ears.
I looked down at the crowd with my eyes. After scanning it once, I didn't see any familiar faces.
No Wu Ling, not even Tao Zhi!
Fei Fang once mentioned that Ding Rui Pu's relationship network is not simple, and her death news was just last night, but people came to Yu Tai Dao Chǎng today.
What a coincidence, it turns out she had an amicable relationship with the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng.
The man who wiped his tears on the side of the shrine came forward again, slightly bowed to the people from the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng, and then choked out: "If Master Yu Tai had come to accompany my mother's departure, Ding family would be grateful."
I took another look at Ding Rui Pu's son. I hadn't paid much attention to him before; he's actually quite old, not much younger than Lao Qin.
"Mr. Ding Mu overstated it. The incident happened suddenly. If the old lady of Ding Xiang could have informed the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng a bit earlier, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out like this..." The person spoke halfway and suddenly stopped.
Someone rushed into the door again, their formation was no smaller than that of the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng, and the number was almost the same. They were dressed in Tang suits, just like those from the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng, with expressions of sorrow on their faces.
"The Wangjie Dao Chǎng was shocked to hear the news of Ding Xiangshan's passing. Alas, we are mourning. We have dispatched our disciples to lead the way first, dressed in mourning." The person in charge had a white cloth wrapped around his arm, showing a mix of sorrow and solemnity.
Ding Mu and the people from the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng greeted each other with a slight bow, then hurried over to the people from the Wangjie Dao Chǎng.
"Mr. Xu Guan, you're too kind. How can I let the Wangjie Dao Chǎng mourn my mother in mourning attire?" Ding Mu spoke with a hint of tension and nervousness.
"Mr. Ding Mu, your words are too generous. Our old master is on his way, and he's getting older. He can't move as quickly as we young people. The passing of Ding Xiangshan is indeed a great mourning..."
The man named Xu Guan held Ding Mu's hand, his demeanor exceptionally sincere.
The arrival of the people from the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng already startled me.
This second Dao Chǎng really shocked me!
Just one Ding Rui Pu, in this small Yun Duo County, within just over ten years, could actually have a relationship with two Dao Chǎng?
The Wangjie Dao Chǎng is certainly no weaker than the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng.
The current situation absolutely surpasses Lao Gong's expectations.
I'm not sure if a third Dao Chǎng will send someone next.
Soon, the people from the Yu Tai Dao Chǎng and the Wangjie Dao Chǎng stood in a designated location in the courtyard, arranged by the Ding family.
This courtyard is big enough that more people wouldn't be crowded, and the Ding family hasn't even driven them away.
I've been mingling among the crowd for more than half an hour. Many ordinary people have come and gone, and an elderly man also came in the middle, quite old and dressed in Tang suits.
After lighting incense, he stood in front of the coffin for a long time, his expression rather blank.
My understanding of the relationship network has been refreshed. Even if more gentlemen come, I wouldn't find it strange.
I didn't continue to stay in the courtyard, so I walked out through the main gate. No one noticed me. I hid my identity and masked my aura by putting on makeup and disguising myself.
The Ding family is large, and the memorial hall is set in the front courtyard, so the back courtyard must be empty at this moment.
From the right side, I went around to the back of the Ding family's courtyard, walked along the wall for a very long distance. At this point, it had turned into a small path next to a wall of another courtyard. There were no shadows in front or behind, so I slowly climbed up the wall and looked inside with my eyes.
The back courtyard has pavilions, paths, and lush vegetation, giving a lively and vibrant feel. From this vantage point, there are no signs of people.
I climbed over the courtyard wall and into the back courtyard.
First, I found the rear hall and some side rooms. Whenever I saw people, I would hide in the courtyard to avoid them. Only after they left did I come out to investigate.
I went into each room I passed by, as long as there was no one inside, and looked around. However, I didn't find anything special.
A common feature of the houses in the Ding family is that they have many landscape paintings and some peach wood decorations.
If I had known about Ding Rui Pu's passing, I shouldn't have rested last night. It would have been easier to investigate with Lao Gong around.
But last night, I had no idea about today's situation. Lao Gong was afraid that he would fall into the trap, and this is a case of cleverness being used against oneself.
Quelling the wandering thoughts, Lao Gong allowed me to consider the problem entirely from my own perspective.
From what I can see now, Ding Rui Pu is indeed dead. I need to find Lao Qin's corpse and soul.
Where would Ding Rui Pu hide Lao Qin?
She must have hated Lao Qin extremely.
Suddenly, a drop of sweat appeared on my forehead.
I came up with a critical question!
The message Fei Fang investigated said that the Ding family has cut off their family ties!
The woman that Lao Qin liked was raped to death, and Ding Rui Pu was the main culprit. However, the Ding family was also deceived by Lao Qin.
So why does Ding Rui Pu's son look only a little younger than Lao Qin?
Lao Qin's plan from those years had a flaw, and it was actually deceived by Ding Rui Pu on the surface, but not in reality.
Did she leave Jin Yang because of this?
She only came to claim the body of Lao Qin after he died?
Let me change my thinking. I initially thought that Ding Rui Pu was filled with hatred because of her love and the destruction of her family, so she must have taken Lao Qin's corpse and sought to humiliate and seek revenge.
Now the Ding family hasn't actually cut off ties, so this may not be hatred anymore. . .
From my analytical perspective...
Plus the illness in her relationship with Lao Qin.
So Lao Qin might very well be hidden by her?
Upon realizing all this, I shivered, a feeling of chill rising spontaneously.
The sun is shining brightly at this moment, but it doesn't burn me because I'm standing under the shelter of a few trees, covering my figure while also blocking the sunlight.
I was just about to step out from under the trees. I have to find Ding Rui Pu's room and take a look.
Many things may not be on the surface, perhaps there is some concealed layout in the room.
Things like this, if analyzed from Lao Gong's perspective, may take ten years to figure out, and it's too intricate.
But it doesn't mean it's impossible.
"Hey, who are you?"
Suddenly, a questioning voice came from behind me, sounding very alert!
My heart trembled slightly.
I was so careful, watching for any sign of movement, and with my strength, no one should have been able to get close without me knowing?
Suddenly turning my head, there was a young man in his thirties standing in a clump of trees behind me.
He looked bizarre, with his forehead, cheekbones, and chin all protruding significantly.
Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have some resemblance to the Ding Rui Pu on the coffin, and he also looked somewhat like Ding Mu.
Dressed in Tang clothes, it means his identity, just like the other gentleman who is studying Yin-Yang technique.
My heart sank a lot, Lao Gong could have used a special step to hide some of my sight and hearing from others, how could this man have gotten this close to me?
"Don't move forward, keep your hands at your sides! Don't move!"
"Otherwise, you will die!" The ugly man said coldly, while slightly lifting his arms, you could vaguely see the shining arrowhead in his sleeves. He was hiding crossbows in his sleeves!
He moved closer to me while the other hand pulled out his mobile phone and already put it to his ear.
My heart sank instantly. Without time to think, my hand swept across my waist, and a copper sword was suddenly shot out!
Clang!
The man's hand was directly cut off and severed!
I moved even faster, advancing abruptly!
He screamed in pain, while lifting his hand to shoot an arrow.
I was already in front of him, hitting him hard in the temple with my fist, and grabbing his wrist, pushing it upwards!
The arrow flew wide, and he hit the ground with a thud, blood flowing out endlessly...
