FeFangTeng gave XuJin a glance, and looked at a notice on the right side of the WuYangJu.
XuJin quickly went over to take it down.
I just gave it a glance, but from this distance, I couldn't see the content of the notice at all. Yet, I immediately thought of everything I had seen back then.
"Jiuqu Mountain Five Zhuixi News..." I pondered.
"If there are such messages, you can tell the current decision-maker of Jiuqu Mountain together with me." I said to FeFangTeng.
I didn't go out of my way to seek knowledge.
Taking away the night-glowing nose of the Yao Cave has already been a great fortune, there's no need to be greedy for more.
If the monks of Jiuqu Mountain have any more opportunities to find the remaining several Zhi, once Daoism becomes stronger, it will emerge again!
"Good." Fe Fang nodded.
"Old Fe, do you know the specific effects of the five Zhi?" Lao Gong suddenly asked.
"I'm not quite aware, but I think these medicines should be of a higher grade than the Zhongshan Baijiao." Fe Fang answered truthfully.
Lao Gong nodded, made a sound of admiration, and then said, "That's right. Alright, just do as the master instructed."
"If there's nothing else to worry about, go clear out the old teahouse and let those little ghosts out to perform. I want to hear them sing a few songs."
Lao Gong literally regarded the Dark House as his own home.
"There's also another matter, regarding that eight mansion. I've searched through many books, and only found similar descriptions in some folk records."
FeFangTeng first gave XuJin a glance before he walked back, and XuJin quickly walked away to a distance. He then continued to explain to us.
"Used to wield a long whip, either black and red or white, he wears a straw hat and silver accessories covering his face. With the bamboo cap on, he is considered equal to the underworld king in the realm of Yin and Yang. The place where he enters and exits is always dangerous in terms of geomancy. If he sees someone, he will definitely take their inheritance. Few people know about the realm of Yin and Yang, but those who do are all dead."
This statement is a bit awkward to understand, but it clearly explains their style of operation and attire.
"I haven't seen them, so I don't know if this description is accurate?" FeFangTeng asked again.
I nodded, saying two words, "Very accurate."
FeFangTeng heaved a small sigh and said, "Well, it's definitely right to keep as far away from them as possible. This hand-written record should be about four or five hundred years old. Back then, they were as mysterious as ghosts and spirits. When they targeted Jiuqu Mountain, they must have seen something valuable there. But I don't know... It's not clear whether revealing their existence through the Si Gui Mountain will bring blessings or misfortune. They've hidden for so many years, only to have half of their faces exposed now. I'm afraid they might become desperate and take desperate measures..."
My heart felt a slight chill.
Taking out their anger on Si Guishan?
"These people, at the moment, should not dare to come out. If they do, they will surely become the target of everyone's attack, with the Daoist sects rising up to attack them." Wu Jinlan was not afraid, and he spoke with confidence.
"Mr. Wu's words make sense." Fe Fang nodded.
After a while, I finally completely regain my composure.
Indeed, if they're not foolish, they would never come out in the short term.
MaoXi and MaoZi killed the three disciples of their group, leaving only five groups left. The disciples of those five groups against HeYouTian and others would definitely not be enough to match up.
The lesson of Jiuqu Mountain will trigger a full-scale attack by GuQiang City Yunjin Mountain, and I can also mobilize the Lei Ping Daoist Temple as well as the masters of the ShengXian Daoist Field.
If they dare to defy the Four Rules Mountain, it's as if they're defying the entire Daoist community of the Yin and Yang Realm!
After that, FeFangTeng talked about some other things, which were not as important as these. Basically, they were some trivial matters that had occurred in JinYang.
Among them, there was one thing that I paid attention to, which was that the people from the Ghost Altar had entered JinYang again. They did not rebuild the distribution of the Ghost Altar, but instead found Yang Guiyang and wanted to establish another organization.
These nine schools serve as the core, resolving various mysteries and strange events. If encountered with malevolent ghosts or devils that cannot be resolved, the Ghost Altar will step forward to capture them. Those ghosts will then be selected for incorporation into their organization.
I pondered.
Lao Gong pursed his lips and said, "My little wife is nostalgic, she remembers that she was trained in JinYang and knows everything here. Although Yang Guiyang has broken two legs, he can be favored by my little wife. He's lucky."
I have no intention of visiting Yang Guiyang.
I have no objections to him, and even in the past, he played a crucial role in many places.
The only problem is that Yang Guijin was killed by us.
Even though the details weren't mentioned, Yang Guiyang would have thought the same.
Meeting him more often would only make him feel constrained in his heart, yet helpless, as if everything is wrong.
XuJin has returned.
It's to invite Old Gong to watch the opera.
Lao Gong signaled for me and Wu Jinlan to set off.
To be honest, I'm not very interested, but Wu Jinlan and the others seem to be eager to go.
After all, humans are naturally curious about unknown things.
Old Gong took a seat on the second floor, and I, Mo Ying, and the private booth he had always frequented.
Wu Jinluan followed us, while the other gentlemen were arranged in other seats.
The paper people on the stage were singing a traditional opera, and Old Gong was still banging his head on the table and jumping up, cheering and calling for more.
He would occasionally lower his head to eat a piece of tea cake and sip some yin tea made from tomb grass, becoming more excited and joyful.
Until the very end, he actually flew out with his head and entered the stage, singing and dancing like a madman.
From the beginning of my tranquil state and non-involvement, I suddenly felt a slight but elusive sensation.
It seems that wherever Old Gong goes, he can take it and let it go, enter dangerous places. He is a Yangshen Ghost, a great master who is capable and dignified, the Yinxian Jinxiang.
When he changed places, he became the poor ghost Lao Gong, greedy for wealth and beauty, even more greedy for fun and joy.
Compared to the other, he was more relaxed and enlightened.
Enlightened?
This is why Lao Gong became a Realm-level Yangshen Ghost?
This is Lao Gong's way?
What is Wei Youming's way?
Not overly good or evil, because he himself is evil, taking the path of righteousness within the evil?
This feeling was too elusive and unpredictable, making it difficult to understand.
The opera went on and on, and Old Gong still had the strength to fight. Wu Jinlan was so tired of watching that the paper people performing were starting to look weary, and he returned to his seat with a lack of interest.
He drank a big cup of tea and ate all the snacks on the table, before saying, "Alright, Old Gong, I've had my fill of fun. Let's go find Ghost Director to chat."
"By the way, Little Wu, let you see something interesting." Old Gong said with a smiling face.
"This..." Wu Jinlan felt a bit tense, his face tightened.
"What what, it's nothing. As long as you don't have a disease, it won't affect him. He only treats diseases, not people." Old Gong rolled his eyes.
"I still want one of his arms?" I pondered.
"Huh... What kind of talk is that? I'm not like that old, don't-want-to-work ma Jiang, asking people if they're for sale. Ghost Director's good arms are good, but they're more useful on him. I just want to catch up on old times, take you back to the old place." Old Gong explained in all seriousness.
Wu Jinluan didn't seem to notice anything wrong.
Based on my understanding of Old Gong, I knew that he was going to "do serious business" again.
What does he want to use Wei Youming for again?
