"He was originally named Feng Huagu, indeed he was well hidden. What kind of skills does he have? Do you know?"
After the inquiry, I still watched deeply at Wu Jinluan.
"He may be called a master of Yin and Yang, but he is most skilled in distinguishing landscapes. Whether it's the Yu Tai Temple or the Wangji Temple, their temples often deal with people. The troubles they encounter are mainly related to destiny and the alignment of Yin and Yang in dwellings. Their knowledge of Yin and Yang is mostly about these areas. Feng Huigu didn't have this name before; why did he change his name to Huigu? Has Master Luo made any guesses?" Wu Jinlan's last two sentences were directed at me.
That doesn't count as deliberately withholding information.
My heart suddenly jumped, and I just said: "By the name, in today's Huagu, he likes to dig up the graves of his predecessors to mourn?"
"This is why Feng Huigu is a wandering master and cannot establish a temple; you should have noticed it by now. Xu Wang and Tao Mingyi haven't communicated much with Feng Huigu, have they? They are both afraid that the graves of their ancestral immortals will be mourned by him." Wu Jinlan sighed.
For a moment, I remained silent.
What this man is doing is quite similar to what my parents used to do with Qin Zhaozi.
The purpose is slightly different; Old Qin was looking for the mystery of ascending to heaven to see the bodies, while he is looking for ancient traditions, presumably to perfect himself.
As for the so-called "Great Master," I have a new understanding.
As the sky grew darker, my intention was to let Wu Jinluan accompany me to the inn to discuss some details further.
Wu Jinluan, however, shook his head to refuse, saying that my residence is definitely being watched and going there would expose them.
He said a few more words to me, the method to prevent Feng Huagu is not to listen to any of his words, as for how to deal with Feng Huagu, try not to do it, just hide behind Tao Mingyi and Xu Wang.
I asked Wu Jinlan about the way he leaves signals, which is quite simple: on trees, on the ground, with an arrow or a trace.
After bidding farewell to Wu Jinlan in the park, I left.
He didn't ask me to wait too late, nor did he want to communicate with Old Gong. Clearly, he believes that gaining my trust is enough, and he has his own ideas about what to do.
I first went to the place where I had lunch earlier, had another dinner, and when I returned to the hotel, it was exactly nightfall.
Old Gong appeared on the wall, he hehehed and said: "Break the drum and smash a thousand people, the old lady usually doesn't do much good things, but she occupies someone else's nest and gets into a mess of yellow crickets. Good thing, good thing."
"What do you think?" I casually threw the amulet to Old Gong.
Old Gong opened his big mouth and swallowed the amulet.
He didn't break the amulet, so he wouldn't swallow the soul and affect Wu Jinluan.
"That young man is quite fierce, he doesn't even care about his face. A normal master, as long as he has some background, would definitely not say that he is a homeless dog. There must be something wrong here. I don't think it's as simple as what he said. It's not just a case of being replaced by someone else and losing his livelihood."
"He wouldn't be acting on impulse to offend a great master, especially one with such deep connections."
"He directly offers up his life soul as a stepping stone, he is determined to win at all costs!"
"I admire him and am also curious."
Old Gong's words were not in jest this time; he seemed very serious.
"The problem with his eyebrows is just fine." I nodded.
"The Yuanling Pill, do not eat it. Leave it for the people of Yu Tai Temple to eat. Well, after they are injured, eat the one given by Wuling and Tao Zhi. Suddenly, Old Gong said again: "No, better give it to the people of Wangji Temple or Feng Huagu."
"Alright." My pupils contracted slightly.
Without further conversation with Old Gong, I went to meditate for a while and then fell asleep deeply.
The next day, I woke up when the sky was just beginning to brighten. Old Gong had already disappeared, and I had a text message from Xu Jian telling me that they were already outside my residence.
After a simple wash and brush up, I went downstairs and saw three cars.
The number of people at the cangshi ground has increased to ten, and Liang family is still represented by Liang Jieshi and two middle-aged men. However, behind Chang Xin there were two more people, who should be the people left by his old master.
Before that at the Liang family, I had fought with his subordinates, and there had even been deaths back then.
Compared to the last time, we have much more people this time.
We went to the door of Ding family again. The gate of Ding family was open and several tables had been laid out. Some people were busy preparing breakfast. Some Yin and Yang masters were arriving one by one and taking their seats.
Xu Jin was casual and called out to the people, taking a seat directly.
Including myself, Feang, and a total of 19 people, there is an empty seat.
Tao Zhi came out from somewhere and sat next to me with a friendly and smiling face.
"Just as I was about to send someone to invite Master Luo, Master Luo arrived first."
"I notified Wudaojie last night, and his intention was to come too. However, Wudaojie said he would wait for our news within the temple, and Master Luo is here for a private matter at the Ding family. If he comes, it might easily cause other problems." Tao Zhi explained.
"I am unaffected." I answered calmly.
My level of caution towards Tao Zhi increased by threefold.
No matter how I express it, he still continues to act in an unnecessary and exaggerated manner.
The mental acuity and skin of this person have reached a certain limit.
This forces me to ponder a question deeply.
The status of Wu Ling in the Yu Tai Temple is not only related to his relationship with Tao Zhi, but there is some way for Tao Zhi to be afraid of him and follow him. Is it because Wu Ling is related to the entire Yu Tai Temple?
This means that I need to be even more vigilant about Tao Mingyi, and even last night when Sun Miao came to deliver medicine, it was all part of the plan?
To gain my alternative trust in another way, from a different angle?
My mind is faintly not enough.
No wonder there are so few intersections between Daoists and masters.
This is not just simple trouble...
Daoists need to be constantly focused and quiet to improve their skills and potentially reach a state of sudden enlightenment.
Dealing with masters requires constant vigilance, any tiny oversight could lead to being calculated, which is of no benefit to the progress of one's strength.
"Wu Ling, talking about Yinyang techniques, they are not very skilled. Talking about Daoist techniques, only at the beginning. He can't fight, and brings up the rear, requiring everyone to protect him by four regular mountains. What's the use?"
Xu Jin spoke in a low voice, while holding a dish and stuffing his mouth with oily food. He spoke unclearly: "Don't show off, stay in the temple gate, learn well, that's the right path. He wants to show off so much, just forget about being a Daoist. Let me take his place instead. That would be great."
"Haha, Brother Xu is joking," Tao Zhi didn't seem to be upset at all, and he responded with a smile.
The previous time Wu Ling and Tao Zhi were alone together, they must have been turned away.
Someone from the Ding family served us porridge and rice, and I stopped communicating with Tao Zhi, starting to eat as well.
Soon, everyone had filled their bellies, including the people from the Yu Tai and Wangji temples, and we all finished our meal.
Ding Ripe and Feng Huagu, Tao Mingyi, and Xu Wang called for Feang to lead the way, and the rest of us followed in a grand manner, heading towards Yunddu Mountain.
This is not an exaggeration. The number of people from the various Daoist temples gathering to deal with the epidemic and evil spirits is only about 100, but we have about 40 to 50 here. Including Ding Ripe, there are four great masters, and the array is not small.
The master buried in that mountain mausoleum probably never thought that so many people would come to visit his resting place.
