The place where Rong Fei was at this time had no traces of excavation at all, and the graves were just smoke bombs.
What the planner really wants to hide is exactly what is visible at a glance.
tombstone!
Rong Fei jumped out of the pit, turned to the unmarked tombstone, looked at it carefully, and casually asked the flower demon.
"Do you have a name?"
"My name is Lan'er."
The flower demon replied sweetly.
"Since you have a name, your sister should also have a name. He has done all the tedious things like putting on a show, setting up graves and erecting monuments, but why not engrave a name on it? So what he really wants to hide is this stone monument.
, the lack of engraving may be due to fear of causing damage to the stone monument and rendering it unable to function.
You are so thoughtful. In Feng Tiannan’s narration, you only refer to the woman as a person, and in your narration, you refer to her as your sister. If you don’t mention the name, you are nameless. Even if you are nameless, there is no need to engrave words on the tombstone. What a powerful guy!
"
Rong Fei praised the person who arranged the layout for his greatness, and raised his sword in his hand.
But after thinking about it for a while, he still didn't chop it down.
The person who laid out the plan worked hard to place the stone monument here, and it must have been a big deal. Before the origin and function of the stone monument are understood, it is best not to act rashly to avoid unpredictable consequences.
…
Seeing Li Jun and others coming out with the first group of colleagues who entered the town, Gu Fengxiao breathed a sigh of relief. But when he glanced behind everyone, he didn't see Rong Fei's figure, and his heart sank again. He grabbed
Hou Chunhua raised his arm and asked.
"Where is Rongtou? Didn't find it?"
Hou Chunhua looked troubled and was about to explain, but Li Jun on the side handed the leaf in his hand to Gu Fengxiao.
"Look at this, it's Rongtou's handwriting."
Gu Fengxiao didn't know why, but he still took the leaves and looked at them in the moonlight.
I saw horizontal and vertical traces drawn on the surface of the leaves, and these traces formed two words - Anhao.
Gu Fengxiao, who had been following Rong Fei for some time, immediately recognized that such ugly calligraphy was written by Rong Fei.
In this way, Gu Fengxiao and the other arresters felt relieved. They stayed at the entrance of the town and continued to wait, helping Li Jun induce vomiting for the six colleagues who had eaten the mushrooms.
Just wait until the sky is white and the sun is hiding in the clouds, eager to try.
The arrests became uneasy again, thinking that the Lord might have encountered some kind of accident. When they were discussing whether to go to the town to search again, they saw a bloated figure slowly walking towards this direction from the town.
"It's Rongtou!"
Sharp-eyed Li Jun shouted loudly.
The figure gradually moved forward, and the arresters saw that the person coming was none other than Rong Fei.
However, Rong Fei was carrying someone on his back at this time, and in his hand was a strange woman who had lost one of her handbags and had many root-like things growing on her legs and was moaning in pain.
"grown ups!"
"Rongtou, you can tell that all the brothers are worried about you."
All the arrests hurriedly came up to greet him.
Rong Feixian put the flower demon he was carrying on the ground, and then glanced at the arresters. He saw that although a few of them looked weak, there was no shortage of them, and he nodded with satisfaction.
After listening to Gu Fengxiao's story about the arrests, Rong Fei ordered.
"Feng Xiao took three people to guard a stone tablet in the forest behind the mountain. Be careful not to keep a distance of more than ten feet. If you find anyone or anything trying to get close, capture them if you can, and kill them if you can't. Lao Hou led the three
People guard the entrance to the town and don't allow anything to enter."
Then he took out half of the Qingling Powder from the jade ring and handed it to Li Jundao.
"Take the remaining brothers to the town and try to save those walking corpses."
"head…"
Smelling the fragrance of Qingling Powder, Li Jun, who was still a little sleepy, immediately became energetic. He looked at the elixir handed over by Rong Fei, hesitated for a moment and said.
"Most of the ghosts in the town can't be cured, and even if they are cured, they probably won't survive for long. Isn't such a precious elixir a waste?"
Rong Fei smiled slightly when he heard the words and put the elixir into Li Jun's hand.
"It's their business whether they live or not, and it's our business whether they can be saved or not. Do your best according to fate, and do it with no regrets."
After saying that, Rong Fei held the Flower Demon in his hands and walked away with Feng Tiannan's body on his back.
Li Jun obviously didn't listen to Rong Fei's words. He smelled the fragrance of the elixir in his hand and looked at Rong Fei's retreating back, his heart full of regret and reluctance.
Wasting such a precious elixir is really... really bad for living.
"Little Lizi, do you still remember the words that the adults wrote when they took us in that day?"
Gu Fengxiao, who was about to take people to the back mountain, saw Li Jun's expression and guessed what he was thinking. He came over and punched him on the shoulder and asked with a smile.
"A true man acts according to right and wrong, regardless of profit or loss."
Li Jun answered directly without thinking.
"That's it. Saving or not is a matter of right and wrong. Whether it is wasted or not is gain or loss. From now on, all of us in the Ji Xian Division must act according to this purpose. Rongtou said it well, do your best according to destiny, and you are worthy of it.
It is thought-provoking and really wonderful. If Rongtou is a Confucian scholar, he will definitely become a great Confucian scholar in the future. It is a pity that the handwriting is too ugly. No one is perfect, and the saints will not deceive me. It is a pity, a pity."
Gu Fengxiao shook his head and left. Li Jun stared at the elixir in his hand in a daze, and kept muttering in his mouth - right or wrong, regardless of the pros and cons!
After a long time, Li Jun clenched his fists and looked firmly at the three colleagues waiting beside him.
"Go, save people!"
…
After walking for more than ten miles, Rong Fei found a place with open terrain near mountains and rivers, dug a hole and buried Feng Tiannan's body in the ground.
He cut off a piece of rough wood and cut it into a wooden board, and carved the words "Crazy Blade Feng Tiannan" on the board with his own ugly handwriting.
Insert a wooden board into the grave to serve as a tombstone, bow three times to the new grave, and bid farewell to this generation of heroes who taught him the art.
When he rushed all the way to the vicinity of Kyoto, Rong Fei took out a piece of clothing from the storage jade ring and wrapped the flower demon tightly to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings after entering the city.
This flower demon named Lan'er was actually quite innocent. He had just mastered cultivation and transformed into a human form. He was snatched by a mysterious Taoist and taken to Tanxi Town to serve as a mission NPC. The lives of Tanxi Town and Feng Tiannan's death were related to it.
Actually it doesn't matter much.
But it is a monster after all and cannot be left alone.
Rong Fei felt it was necessary to ask Yu Qingzhi's opinion to see if there was any precedent for dealing with monsters in the Jixian Division for reference.
Entering Kyoto City, Rong Fei went straight to Xuanwu Hutong.
Yu Qingzhi was concentrating on Tai Chi in the yard and turned a blind eye to Rong Fei who walked in.
When Rong Fei saw this, he didn't say anything to disturb him. He went to sit down at the stone table, opened the big cloth bag in his hand and released the flower demon.
The flower demon wanted to complain as soon as he showed his head, but when he saw Yu Qing, he trembled, closed his mouth and hid behind Rong Fei.
But even so, his body was still trembling.
At this time, the scene of Yu Qingzhi's boxing practice was different from that of three days ago. His movements were smooth and natural, and his eyes, expressions, and movements exuded an aloof temperament.
The most amazing thing is that no matter whether the movement is slow or violent, it does not cause the flow of air or make any sound.
After a set of punches, Yu Qingzhi put away his posture, came to the stone pier opposite and sat down, looked at Rong Fei meaningfully and asked.
"You really didn't create this set of Tai Chi?"
"no."
Rong Fei shook his head and denied it. Seeing the disbelief on Yu Qingzhi's face, he quickly changed the subject without wanting to continue to tangle with him on this matter, and recounted the events in Tanxi Town in detail.
After hearing this, Yu Qingzhi took out a pen and paper from his sleeve and asked Rong Fei to draw the pattern of the wordless stone tablet.
After Rong Fei finished the painting, Yu Qingzhi stared at the scribbled picture and pondered for a long time, then picked up a pen and drew three lines, two horizontal and one horizontal, on the paper to represent the cliff, and also drew a box in the direction opposite the cliff to represent Kyoto.
"Do you suspect that this thing will be harmful to Kyoto?"
Yu Qingzhi asked, staring at the drawing.
"I have read some miscellaneous books before, and the book once mentioned the use of Feng Shui formations to steal the luck of the dynasty. If the planner just wants to hide the stone monument, there are actually many more reliable and concealed methods. There is no need to go to all the trouble to create such a
There are many things. So I guess that the cliff should be a Feng Shui pattern, and the stone monument is the Feng Shui formation eye. As for what function it has, or whether it is related to the Feng Shui formation, I dare not draw a conclusion yet.
But don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. I think this matter needs to be treated with caution."
Rong Fei replied.
Yu Qingzhi nodded when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he put his hand deep into his sleeve and fumbled for a while before taking out a worn and yellowed ancient book.
"Early before the method of spiritual practice was invented, there was a period of time in which heroes emerged in large numbers and stars were shining brightly. The schools of thought such as Mohism, Dharma, Taoism, Confucianism, Military Affairs, Mingming, etc. flourished for a time, and that period was also called the Contention of a Hundred Schools of Thought.
Among hundreds of schools of thought, there is the Yin-Yang school. This school is based on the theory of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, and studies the relationship between Yin-Yang, the Five Elements, and people and things. One of these schools is called Feng Shui.
It is a pity that after the establishment of the cultivation method, the Yin Yang School gradually declined, and finally merged with Taoism, which has deep roots in it. Today, no one can call themselves the Yin Yang School anymore."
Rong Fei took the ancient book from Yu Qingzhi, and after flipping through it, he found that it was just an introduction to hundreds of schools of thought, not a work of the Yin and Yang School as he thought.
"It is rumored that the magicians of the Yin Yang School who are good at Feng Shui can use the power of heaven and earth to interfere or even change the general trend of the world. Although most of these rumors are exaggerated, they must be groundless for a reason, but they must be guarded against. The Yin Yang School has disappeared for two years
After more than a thousand years, is there any remnant of someone who is proficient in the secret art of Feng Shui... Why, how could he be forgotten?"
Yu Qingzhi suddenly patted the stone table and said.
"Brother Yu, does he know someone from the Yin Yang family?"
"That's not true, but if there is anyone in this world who knows something about the Yin Yang family besides Qian Kun Guan, I won't think of anyone else except him."
"Where is he? Is it possible for me to come to my home and ask for advice?"
Rong Fei asked eagerly.
"He's not far away, but it's still early. It won't be too late to go find him after breakfast."
Yu Qingzhi said slowly.
"Brother Yu, this item is very likely to affect the national destiny and the safety of all people. I think it should be done sooner rather than later."
Yu Qingzhi acted unhurriedly because of his temper, but Rongfei couldn't figure out the origin and function of the stone tablet for a moment, so he had to endure the pain of scratching his heart for a moment longer, so he couldn't help but urge him.
"That makes sense, then I'll go now and come back as soon as I go."
Yu Qingzhi nodded in agreement, and his figure turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared.
"Huh! I scared the slave family to death. Who is this person? How could he be so frightened that the slave family didn't even dare to breathe just by looking at him from a distance?"
After Yu Qingzhi left, the flower demon who was hiding behind Rong Fei dared to show up, patted his chest and asked with lingering fear.