On the phone, Feang was still speaking:"We are pursuing him and tracing his path, but there are too many broken surveillance cameras along the way, making it difficult to track him. Master Lu, don't worry too much for now."
It is impossible for Fei Fang to say "not to worry" and "not to be in a hurry" so casually.
I can't really say anything about Fei Fang either; he is advising me out of concern for me. Right now, I am irritable and anxious, and his words have no effect at all.
Fei Fang didn't hang up the phone.
I also don't want to hang up. I want to know what happens next, and I'm in a very bad and disordered state of mind right now.
After about ten minutes, Fei Fang said another word, "It's likely he can't be found, Master Luo. The people from the Ghost Crib have communicated with me. Wu Ling appears and disappears like a ghost; they've looked for him before as well, and there's very little information to be obtained."
"What should we do?"
In the previous moment, Fei Fang was still trying to console me. In this moment, he is completely powerless, and the problem falls back on me again.
"Keep looking." I said the last word in a hoarse voice and hung up the phone.
At this moment, I feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles.
The dream I had earlier suddenly popped into my head. The scene of Huamei's flesh turning into a specter burst in front of my eyes.
Especially when her abdomen burst open, and a dark fetus emerged!
originally, I thought the dream was chaotic and nonsensical.
Huamei has not been pregnant.
There are too many fleeting thoughts swirling in my mind.
But now that it involves Wu Ling, I can't help but think of what old Gong did back then.
At the time in Xu's house, after Xu Nu was killed, the old Gong dragged Xu Nu's body into the room. Afterwards, Xu Nu was disfigured beyond recognition and a dead fetus was removed from her.
The dead fetus was trained by old Gong into an infant spirit, named Wu Jiannan, and was even settled at Wu Ling's residence. Moreover, old Gong gave him a talisman, which meant Wu Ling truly suffered a great deal.
At that time, Wu Ling might not have been able to understand.
Because he has always been on the Four Rules Mountain.
After that, could he still not understand?
Actually, his teacher was also using him.
Letting Wu Ling under the name of Mao San, do a disciple.
After that, Wu Ling couldn't gain anything beneficial on the Four Rules Mountain and couldn't continue to scheme against Mao San. That person then brought Wu Ling back to his side.
Just that Wu Ling himself doesn't know these things, perhaps he is aware of them, or believes that he can handle everything with ease.
There is a crucial detail in this.
The key detail is that the spirits of the Xu father and daughter, as well as Mr. Qu, were taken away after they died.
It's not Mao San.
The person who took the action can only be one person left, Wu Ling's master.
To completely control Wu Ling and avoid Mao San's exploitation of this scheme, continuing to insert his own calculations, Wu Ling's master must completely sever Wu Ling from the Four Rules Mountain and Mao San.
These three spirits can play a crucial role, and even he can shift the blame onto me and Mao San, Wu Ling will naturally trust him even more.
These things, I didn't understand before.
Although there are no clues now, not everything requires clues. Just having a related guide is enough.
Wu Ling is hiding his true intentions very deeply.
My dream might have some kind of omen, to some extent.
"Big Brother, Tang Lao, you guys go rest. I'm going now, and it's useless for me to go. I'll wait quietly here." My tone was very weary.
"Mr. Wu, it's almost dawn. I had a dream a few days ago, and I want you and Master Gong to calculate it for me." I looked at Wu Jinlan.
He Yun and Tang Wu returned to their own room.
Wu Jinlan followed me into the house arranged by Juqu Mountain for me. Master Gong muttered something in his mouth, but I didn't hear it clearly.
I first described the chaotic dream that I had.
"Doing dreams is something that sounds absurd, but in fact, there are many things in life that have hints or omens, which is one kind of premonition." Wu Jinlan first affirmed my thoughts, followed by some doubts: "But this premonition seems to have nothing to do with Wu Ling."
"A Gong Lama and Lord Lin are inextricably tangled. He wants to find you for a reckoning, which is quite normal. If Lord Lin becomes peculiar, it is possible. If the little lady is truly pregnant, it is because of your strength. You two avoid people during the day, but only ghosts; if you're going to be a father, it's well deserved." Master Gong whispered: "If the little lady is truly pregnant, it is because of your strength."
"If we're talking about a connection... it's probably because he wants to repay him in kind. Wu Jiannan made him suffer greatly."
I only mentioned the dream, but Master Gong linked the things himself.
The connection Wu Jinlan thought there was not, now has a connection.
"If he dares, I'll grind him up and spit him out, then grind him up again!" Master Gong's tone grew increasingly sinister and fierce.
Just, he can only bluster a few words now.
"The possibility is already quite high..." Wu Jinlan's expression was terrible, and he looked even more helpless: "We can only hope for good news from Master Xisaidao. Some information has been received."
"Mr. Wu, I understand. Go rest, please." My eyes were full of red veins.
"Master Lu, please take care of your body." Wu Jinlan knows that I am having difficulty controlling my emotions, so he said that.
After he left the room, Master Gong kept cursing him.
Then, he disappeared.
The night has ended.
I sat on the bed, unable to sleep or remain still.
The Five Pure Sutras have no effect at all.
As soon as I closed my eyes, the dream filled my head completely.
I contacted Fei Fang again, with no results.
There was a buzzing sound in my head, and in my ears.
I have already gained control over the emotion of anger.
But now, I can't control it……
My eyes are itchy, and I even see a trace of something concrete, white.
The emotion of anger is burning in my chest.
Zhongshi white, which has been completely solidified.
I have not yet lost my mind...
It's just because I haven't seen Wu Ling...
I pinched my eyes with my fingers, then put my hand down, staring at the Zhongshi White pinched between my fingertips.
I was taken aback, confused.
Then, I understood.
Is that the state of mind of Maochan at that time?
He coexisted with the lower corpse blood.
Lower corpse blood is completely solidified. Once it comes into contact with related things, will it lose its reason?
Only then would there be the scene of Maochan killing Qi Youyou on the eve of his great wedding.
I trembled and took out something.
The female yujian.
After being exposed to the yujian, the Zhongshi White twisted continuously and seemed to dissolve into a pool of water.
In the end, I saw movement in my eyes again, it was the Zhongshi White reappearing.
I can't shake off the true insect.
The power isn't yet there, and the heart demon comes first.
I know, this heart demon prompts me to either completely solve the problem and be released.
Or I will continue to be affected, from now on I can still stay clear-headed, knowing that my goal is Wu Ling, and then gradually become someone who becomes furious at anything?
First the Zhongshi White, then the Lower Corpse Blood, or even the Upper Corpse Green?
I forced myself to recite the Five Pure Sutras again, and even pressing the Zhongshi Jade in my heart and head had no effect.
The mantra that usually calms the emotions is now tasteless like water.
I stayed in the room for an entire day, just sitting there, completely motionless.
At dusk, there was a knock on the door and someone called me to come eat.
I got up and went out.
Outside the door stood He Youtian, who initially had a calm expression but then suddenly looked terrified, staring at my eyes intently.
"Shen Shen, you…" He Youtian's forehead was sweating, and he couldn't even finish his words.
"I... I'm fine... Big Brother doesn't need to worry." I spoke hoarsely, and a smile appeared on my face.
In this moment, I seem to have calmed down a lot.
I know, this is not real calmness.
All the emotions, anger, are converging towards a single point.
It's like the peace before a storm.
Turning around, I walked towards the middle of the main hall, where several tables were set. The disciples of Juqu Mountain were serving dishes. After a long journey and a day's rest, everyone was now having their meal.
I sat at the corner of the table, the most peripheral position.
By the table that was most eye-catching, there were already Li Taiyin, Li Zhenqi, Tang Wu, Mao Sheng, Wu Jinlan, Zhang Xuanyi and others...
Seeing me sitting in the corner, they all looked over at me, and Mao Sheng stood up with one leg.
"Old Master Luo, come over here," Mao Sheng said in a cheerful voice.
He changed his way of addressing me. I promised Juqu Mountain that I would become an external family elder.
I shook my head and my tone remained calm: "No need."
Mao Sheng's expression changed as well.
Not only him, but also Li Zhenqi, Li Taiyin, Tang Wu, and Zhang Xuanyi all had expressions of horror on their faces.
"Zhongshi White… How is this possible?" Li Zhenqi's pupils constricted.
Tang Wu's brows were furrowed.
People couldn't help but change color, let alone the disciples who entered the main hall later?
In fact, Yunjin Mountain had disciples following the hall, and Guqiang City also had people following Li Zhenqi and others. The disciples of the SiGuai Mountain were not in short supply either.
When they saw me, especially when they stared intently at my eyes, without exception, all of them retreated from the hall, dared not take a step forward...
"I'm fine... I'm good, I won't hurt you..."
"I just want to see Wu Ling. I... I am good, I will eat and drink well, I... I am fine." My voice was even more hoarse, my voice line lower: "Start serving the dishes. I will eat and drink well, everything is fine."
Mao Sheng's cheerful expression completely vanished.
He Youtian stepped into the house.
He, walked to my side and sat down.
"Old Master Luo is fine, serve the dishes, serve the wine." Mao Sheng's voice was equally hoarse.
In the end, several disciples from the SiGuai Mountain and three familiar disciples from Juqu Mountain sat at our table, filling the table with people.
During the meal, there was an occasional itch in my eyes, and that itch even came from the cuff, with tiny Zhongshi White crawling onto the table and trying to climb towards He Youtian.
My fingers would immediately press down on it, squashing it into a pool of water.
Zhongshi White would appear in my eyes again.
The disciples of Juqu Mountain were actually the most panicked.
I know this because they know Mao Zhan.
Knowing that, they will associate. The current situation of mine is too similar to Mao Zhan's situation.
I didn't drink, drinking would cause mistakes.
After the dishes went through the five flavors, I stood up and said respectfully, "Big Brother, I want to go out for a walk."
He Youtian nodded silently.
I left the Juqu Mountain disciples' settlement.
From behind, Wu Jinlan hurriedly caught up with me and called out for me to wait.
My foot speed accelerated suddenly, I leaped, grabbed onto a tree trunk, using the momentum to leap towards a more distant direction.
Wu Jinlan couldn't catch up with me at all.
By the time I stopped, I had already reached the foot of Juqu Mountain, outside Qi's mansion.
The setting sun, the fiery red sky like it had been dyed with blood.
The Shui Tan (Water Pond) above the horse-tail waterfall outside the courtyard was continuously spewing out waterfalls, with continuous gurgling sounds.
I didn't know why I had walked here.
I walked slowly, and walked to the water tank, looking down at my face in the water.
My face was normal, but occasionally a trace of white would flash through the black part of my eyes.
