Chapter 547

Chapter 547

They were working in the fields with great enthusiasm.

Everyone thought that after drinking, talking, and shouting slogans last night, they should be heading out on the bloody journey on the river this morning, but instead, they were all summoned here by a transfer order.

The fighting spirit they had prepared for was poured into the fields, and the efficiency made Tan Wenbin's estimate of Li Sanjiang seem conservative.

It didn't take a whole day; the work was coming to an end just past noon, and all that was left was a simple cleanup.

Tan Wenbin laughed and said, "I mean, how can you work like this? If you encounter a stingy employer, they'll even skip dinner for you."

Hearing this, everyone just smiled. Although they would rather build a mound of Jingguan than a tent, the newcomers wouldn't be foolish enough to complain when they saw the "veterans" working with great enthusiasm.

They were all seasoned veterans of the river trade, and they knew that doing this job would bring benefits, and not just any ordinary benefits.

Tao Zhuming: "I just don't know how extraordinary it is."

Ling Wuxing said, "Even if there's no benefit, it's just a matter of lending a hand."

Tao Zhuming: "Brother, your cultivation level has reached such a high point now."

Ling Wuxing: "It's just that I've come to understand some things during this period of time."

Tao Zhuming: "Tell me about it, and I'll try to figure it out myself."

Ling Wuxing said, "There's no need to overthink many things."

Tao Zhuming: "Heh."

Ling Wuxing: "There were many people and a lot of alcohol last night, so I didn't have a chance to ask you how you ended up here?"

Tao Zhuming: "That's too much! You're trying to hurt me twice with just one bundle?"

Ling Wuxing: "I'm genuinely curious. Logically speaking, that person wouldn't have called you."

Tao Zhuming propped his elbow on the long hammer and looked at Mu Qiuying and Wang Lin, who were busy nearby.

"The one who plays the piano is our own pet, but the chubby boy is someone else's pet."

As for me, I'm somewhere in between. I was supposed to be cared for, but the person who was supposed to care for me donated me to this world.

Ling Wuxing: "Your grandfather has guts."

Tao Zhuming, imitating his grandfather, picked his nose and said:
“My grandfather did give me a respectable reason, and when I visited the old lady yesterday, she also gave the Tao family face. But I think there must be another story behind my grandfather’s relationship with Lord Qin and the old lady back then.”

Ling Wuxing said, "Tell me about it, and I'll try to understand it too."

Tao Zhuming: "There's no need to overthink many things."

Command the Five Elements: "Heh."

Tao Zhuming: "Your brother, you fought your way out of here. Does your grandfather know you've come all this way?"

Ling Wuxing: "My grandfather thought I didn't want to get involved. If he knew I was coming here, I wouldn't have been able to fight my way out."

Tao Zhuming: "Let me reveal a little about the troop deployment, such as the scale and such."

Ling Wuxing: "Even that person didn't ask me, why are you asking me?"

Tao Zhuming: "I find it strange that so far, he has neither analyzed the situation nor made a plan. This is not like his style."

Ling Wuxing: "Because it's not necessary."

Tao Zhuming: "You mean, I should be the one in charge?"

Ling Wuxing: "We arrived late yesterday, and as soon as we arrived, we started performing our show, which may have caused us to miss some programs."

Tao Zhuming: "Yes, you can't tell from that gun, but those guys are obviously too relaxed."

Ling Wuxing: "It doesn't matter. I hope it's as tragic as possible, so that I can demonstrate my value."

Tao Zhuming: "If you die together with him, wouldn't that be a happy ending for everyone? You'll atone for your sins, and your family will be fine."

Ling Wuxing: "Brother Tao, are you sure your grandfather didn't send you here to be a spy?"

Tao Zhuming: "That's a question you asked..."

Ling Wuxing: "Sorry."

Tao Zhuming: "It's more reassuring than asking me why I'm here too."

Li Sanjiang and the village chief invited the technician from the agricultural technology station. The technician was very satisfied after inspecting the greenhouse construction and asked where the experienced construction team was from and whether they took on jobs in other villages and towns.

Tan Wenbin brushed the matter off.

After the inspection was completed, Li Sanjiang went into the house, found some red paper, mashed some paste, and made red envelopes himself.

"Zhuangzhuang, drive to the town's savings bank and get some more money."

"Sir, isn't there enough money on the table?"

"How can we only pay for one day's work? The person did a good job and quickly, how can we let them suffer a loss?"

"Let's pay for one day. I've invited the chef who came to my house for a tasting last time. We're planning to have a feast at the kiln tonight; it's spacious there."

"Okay, make sure the food is ready. I won't go. It's the old carpenter's granddaughter's one-month celebration, and I promised him I'd go to his house for the celebration tonight."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you make sure they're well taken care of. I think the work in the fields is almost done, so I'll go and call them over to collect their wages."

Tan Wenbin actually had money in his pocket, and there was a wad of cash in the drawer of his yellow pickup truck, but when he worked for his own uncle, he would ask for as little pay as possible, and the more he worked for free, the more he would earn.

Before leaving home, crossing the river to bring good luck to everyone on your side is something that's priceless.

Only my own Uncle Li could afford such a generous gesture.

"Everyone gets their money, come and collect it!"

Everyone lined up to receive their wages and bonuses from Li Sanjiang.

Li Sanjiang was embarrassed by the small amount, his face flushed, and he kept saying, "Eat and drink well tonight."

The only ordinary person who can live with a group of extraordinary people cannot possibly be truly ordinary.

Chen Xiyuan accepted the red envelope first, and after happily putting it away, she sweetly said, "Thank you, sir."

Li Sanjiang patted Chen Xiyuan's arm with a smile. The girl eats a lot, but she's never bad at working.

The others followed Chen Xiyuan's example, accepting the red envelopes and expressing their gratitude. This made Li Sanjiang feel even more embarrassed. What simple and honest children they were, thinking that he had earned a lot after a hard day's work.

Before leaving home, Li Sanjiang went to see Tan Wenbin again: "Zhuangzhuang, why don't you go and get some money and give them some more tonight?"

"Okay, leave this to me."

"Then I'll go to the carpenter's house. I'll have to rely on you here."

"Go ahead, sir. Don't worry, everything's fine at home."

Watching Li Sanjiang's departing figure, Tan Wenbin lit a cigarette. If nothing unexpected happened, the old man would be drinking with every meal for the next few days, either not going home or getting so drunk that he was unconscious when he did.

The group moved back to the brickyard, where Big White Rat had arrived early. He had a cart attached to the back of his tricycle, and the food he had prepared was even more plentiful than the night before.

There's no way around it, these are a group of big spenders. When I looked in the mirror this morning, I felt that I was starting to look like the celebrities in shampoo commercials.

Tao Zhuming vividly remembered the wine from last night, and after checking, he discovered that the wine had been changed today.

"Um, is the peach blossom wine from last night gone?"

Chen Xiyuan: "Yes, in the peach grove."

Tao Zhuming: "Brother, please go and bring it over."

Ling Wuxing said, "I'm injured, you should go instead."

Tao Zhuming: "I have no injuries, so it's even less appropriate for me to go."

The two of them actually figured it out last night; it was "offering wine," the essence of wine extracted from ordinary wine on the offering table, proving that there was someone in the peach grove qualified to eat offerings near the Dragon King's house.

Chen Xiyuan could steal once because of her status as a confidante, but she wouldn't dare to do it again today.

Soon, Runsheng arrived pushing a cart full of wine jars. He unsealed them, and the aroma of peach blossom wine filled the air.

This was obtained by Li Zhuiyuan personally going to the peach grove and using the favor he had previously done to make Qing'an so enthusiastic about drinking.

Qing'an was very angry, but she still maintained the tacit understanding that the two of them had always had.

To appease him, Li Zhuiyuan deliberately asked while getting the wine, "Does this count as a gathering of wise men?"

Qing An scoffed, flicked her sleeves, and turned away, leaving Li Zhuiyuan with a cold, aloof back view.
"We can't sit at the same table as we used to."

Zhu Yiwen walked over to the white rat, holding a piece of wrapped meat in his hand, looking at it from left to right.

The white rat saw this and enthusiastically reached out to take the meat, indicating that it could cook it for him as requested.

Zhu Yiwen asked in confusion:

"Do you know how to behave?"

The white rat nodded excitedly.

Zhu Yiwen asked again, "You really know how to handle people?"

The white rat patted its chest. It was already quite human-like, so how could it not know how to behave?
Zhu Yiwen found it strange that the cook in the Dragon King's household could even cook people.
After receiving the meat, the white rat confidently opened the package, but upon seeing the meat of a century-old zombie, it was so frightened that stubble grew out.

This is real zombie meat, with a high concentration of corpse poison inside, and it's still pulsating.

Chen Xiyuan: "Hey, scholar, you're not allowed near the kitchen!"

Holding two chopsticks and keeping a close eye on the area, Chen Xiyuan quickly spoke up to stop them.

The commotion attracted the attention of others, who immediately stared at Zhu Yiwen with warning eyes.

Previously in Yuxi, when Wang Lin was cooking, everyone consciously kept Zhu Yiwen away, afraid that he would secretly prepare some fancy dish for everyone.

Zhu Yiwen chuckled awkwardly, took back the meat, and silently mocked these people for not tasting true delicacies.

She thought about pulling Runsheng aside to cook for him herself, but quickly abandoned the idea, mainly because the kneeling posture was a bit indecent.

Yayoi walked up to the white rat and chanted a Buddhist prayer for it. The white rat breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

"Thank you for cooking vegetarian food for this humble monk."

The white rat clasped its hands together and bowed to Yayoi.

Yayoi would only break her vow to eat meat when Li Sanjiang was around.

"Wang!"

A dog barked in the distance.

Benben led Xiao Hei over, with a chessboard on Xiao Hei's saddle.

Luo Xiaoyu asked Benben to get it for him, as he wanted to play a game of chess with Zhu Yiwen.

Of course, his real intention was to take this opportunity to show off his disciple. He himself had long since lost the will to compete with that person and had skipped ahead, entering the rhythm of enjoying his grandchildren two generations ahead of time.

Looking at Benben, Feng Xionglin stroked his chin and exclaimed, "This child has excellent aptitude; he's practically a top-grade model for body refinement in our Feng family!"

Zhu Yiwen: "If someone has the Qin family's tradition, who would give up learning how to beat someone up and instead learn how to get beaten up?"

Feng Xionglin fell silent.

Zhu Yiwen licked his lips and asked Benben, "Little friend, do you like snacks? I have some spicy strips here."

Xu Mofan glanced at Zhu Yiwen and said, "Don't corrupt the child. This kid has a pure heart and is suitable for practicing shooting."

Zhu Yiwen retorted, "Your own Xu family spear technique still needs that person to improve it, why would someone go to such lengths to learn from you?"

Xu Mofan picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Benben walked among them, not shy at all under the gazes of everyone, habitually showing his cute side.

Li Zhuiyuan looked away.

Benben's habit is the same as his own past habit of liking to act shy.

Logically speaking, calling out Benben at this moment is a bit inappropriate, as it seems to put pressure on everyone present in advance.

But when Luo Xiaoyu called Benben over, Li Zhuiyuan didn't stop him. Having a suitable successor for the next generation could stabilize people's hearts.

The Five Elements Command: "Good child."

Tao Zhuming: "This child is born with a body of merit and virtue, and has been nurtured at great expense. Your brother, neither you nor I had such treatment when we were young. The elders of the family would have to line up and use their lifespans to make up for it."

Ling Wuxing: "You're jealous of a child?"

Tao Zhuming: "I'm just lamenting that he's not even an adult yet, but he's already chosen a successor. If this snowball effect really continues, how long will it take to suppress him?"

Ling Wuxing: "You get used to it after a while. Back when Qin and Liu were at their peak, they took turns being the Dragon King. Didn't this martial world get used to it?"

Tao Zhuming: "That's why the backlash is so huge now."

Wang Lin took a pastry from his basket and handed it to Benben.

Benben took the snacks and looked at Wang Lin.

At that moment, Wang Lin suddenly felt the paper inside his body begin to tremble, as if it were responding to the child in some way.

Wang Lin turned to the side, his face darkening.

This is the piece of paper inside my body, and I believe that the child in front of me is also suitable to be its vessel.

Li Zhuiyuan had told him that the truth he longed to find might not be what he wanted, because it was probably not someone who had harmed him, but rather that he himself was proud to bear the weight of this piece of paper. However, this did not diminish Wang Lin's anger at the paper for trying to erase another child's past.

Benben rode away on Xiao Hei. He didn't rush to eat the snacks Wang Lin gave him, but instead put them in his pocket. He wanted to take them back to his mother.

On the way, they met Pear Blossom, who was returning from the fishpond with Xiong Shan.

The two stood on the cement bridge, Lihua nestled in her husband's arms, pausing to admire the frozen river, their affection palpable.

Benben didn't stop or call out to them. After returning to the dam area of ​​Big Beard's house, he gave the snacks to Xiao Yingying, who was making paper offerings.

As night fell, the banquet began.

After a day of labor reform, there was less noise and more order than yesterday. Before the big event, everyone calmed down.

Everyone performed their own acts; some played the piano, some played the flute, some set up a puzzle and asked someone to solve it, and some even performed crosstalk.

Ah Li stood in front of the drawing table, holding a brush and painting, recording the scene at hand.

The painting depicting the bustling crowds at Wangjiang Tower was originally quite suitable, but that was the result; from a narrative perspective, it's not as good as the current one.

Although this is just the beginning, the relaxed and leisurely atmosphere foreshadows the outcome.

Tao Zhuming played a trick, deliberately maintaining a dashing pose while A Li was drawing him.

After finishing the drawing, he stretched and said, "You guys are really something, all you do is play around and don't even know how to pose properly."

Ling Wuxing: "If you really want to cooperate, you can die in her painting. That way, you can be pieced together from ceramics later, and you'll look even better."

As the banquet drew to a close, Li Zhuiyuan asked everyone to clear away the tables, chairs, bowls, and plates before starting the last activity.

"Brother Runsheng."

"Ah."

Runsheng walked to the center, raised his head, broke the seal, and let his energy flow freely.

"boom!"

An incredibly dense aura of death, and a heart-stoppingly strong shockwave.

Even Feng Xionglin and Zhu Yiwen, who had seen it before, were once again shocked by this complete display.

Feng Xionglin: "So this person's 'elder' is not an elder of our family, but an elder of the Qin family."

Zhu Yiwen smiled and said, "So he was lenient when he ate the meat yesterday. I shouldn't have been kneeling; I should have been crawling."

Xu Mofan crushed the wine glass in his hand.

Ling Wuxing: "Doesn't this resemble the person our elders described back then?"

Tao Zhuming: "He can't compare to that person back then."

Ling Wuxing: "But we are still no match for that opponent from back then."

Tao Zhuming: "Brother, what I'm more concerned about is how you will atone for your original sin now?"

Ling Wuxing: "He wouldn't call us over for no reason. You weren't called here by him, so you don't understand."

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, and instantly, everyone's eyes fell on the boy.

"I invited everyone here because I, Li Zhuiyuan, need your help."

These words failed to arouse everyone's interest; after Runsheng demonstrated his strength, they sounded more like polite words.

"Someone is plotting to replicate the events of my Uncle Qin's past. Yayoi is the traitor."

When her name was called, Yayoi stood up, clasped her hands together, and bowed to the guests around her.

“Yayoi will lead us down a path full of thorns, both obstacles and bait, and eventually, propelled by the river, we will walk into the real trap they have set.”

That's how Uncle Qin was targeted back then. He thought he was just walking along the river normally, but as he walked, he found himself surrounded and trapped in a desperate situation.

"Fortunately, the river is fair to some extent; it will propel all of us at the same time. The traitor said that this wave will officially begin at six o'clock tomorrow morning."

I will then be able to deduce the entire route.

Upon hearing this, some people present were used to it, some were puzzled, some looked shocked, and one person was focused on eating the dessert Wang Lin had prepared. Tao Zhuming: "What's the difference between predicting the entire route in advance and foreseeing the next wave's trajectory?"

Ling Wuxing: "Didn't you feel that wave from the Yu family?"

Tao Zhuming: "I sensed it; the way he traveled along the river seemed different from ours."

Ling Wuxing: "I even suspect that Lianjiang is different."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I need you to break up into smaller groups and, at the very first moment the next wave begins, each of you to rush to your respective nodes and eliminate the opponents you've been assigned there. As for me, I will lead my men straight into that final trap."

There are many knots on a line. According to the rules, you have to untie them one by one in order before you can untie the largest knot.

While you can't jump, you can speed things up. With enough manpower and enough confidence, you can untie all the knots at the same time. At that time, the largest and last knot has just been tied and has not yet been tightened.

Li Zhuiyuan currently doesn't know where the final killing ground his opponent has laid for him is in this game, but according to his method, theoretically, there is one possibility, which is...

There is a chance that I will arrive at the burial ground tailored for me before the group of people who want to kill me.

At that time, instead of them leisurely waiting for me to enter the game, I will be the one who occupies the position in advance and waits for them to fall into the trap.

Tao Zhuming: "Your brother, you can atone for your sins now."

This is a big task, because each team has to go to a specific point on their own. At that point, they will encounter powerful or numerous opponents. They not only have to eliminate them, but also do so quickly. If any link goes wrong, others have to come to the rescue, which will cause the final point to deviate.

However, if this plan is successfully implemented, with his terrifying mastery of array formations and restrictions, he can enter the area ahead of time and take control of the final destination. This would be a nightmare for those who plan to come and ambush him. Not to mention that after completing their respective small node tasks, they will also rush over together to cooperate from the inside and outside.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Lin Shuyou, who was carrying a bag and distributing stacks of black paper.

Zhu Yiwen pulled out a piece of black paper, which quickly and automatically folded into a spider lily, exuding the aura of the underworld.

In an instant, everyone present understood the boy's meaning. Killing those who had tried to kill him wasn't enough for him; he wanted to...

Li Zhuiyuan: "Please release the black paper at the appropriate time when you are killing people. I want to lead their souls into the underworld. I want them to never be reincarnated."

The boy raised the teacup in his hand:
"I offer tea in place of wine, to wish us well..."

Everyone stood up, clutching the black paper. Even Miss Chen put down her unfinished snacks and picked up her drinks.

Li Zhuiyuan continued, "I wish our first phase of the plan success."

Phase 1?

Wang Lin: "Brother Xiao Yuan, what is the second phase of the plan?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "What's the point of just killing the young? Qinglong Temple is organizing a ceremony, right? I think the elders will get bored just admiring the lotus flowers. So I've decided that after the first phase, I'll go to Qinglong Temple, kill a few old people, and add some fun for the elders!"

This is the river water you created for me, so don't blame me for splashing it all over you and Qinglong Temple!
The group of people holding wine glasses were at a loss for words. Even Tao Zhuming and Ling Wuxing were speechless. Their usual casual remarks seemed to fall short of the boldness the young man had just displayed.

At the edge of the peach grove, Qing'an leaned against the outermost peach tree, his gaze fixed on the direction of the kiln.

"Hehe, kid, you've set the bar too high, they can't handle it."

It was previously said that it was not something that could be discussed openly, but Qing'an still started paying attention to what was discussed openly.

The last time Qing'an took the initiative to watch the excitement was when Grandma Liu reminisced about her youth and used her sword to kill that group of Taoist priests from Qingcheng Mountain.

Then, the young Miss Liu got into a fight with Qing An.

Ultimately, there are very few things in this world that can interest someone as world-weary as Qing'an; Li Zhuiyuan is one of them.

Li Zhuiyuan was not embarrassed by the awkward silence, but continued to speak:

"I have not yet formally thanked you all for coming, because I know that you came here because of the spirit in your hearts."

They believed that matters on the river should not be manipulated in this way, and that the world of martial arts should not be so chaotic and corrupt.

The early demise of two generations of Dragon Kings gradually altered the atmosphere of the martial arts world.

"From this day forward, let's seize this opportunity and redefine the rules of this martial world!"

Almost everyone present today had been persuaded by Li Zhuiyuan. If it weren't for Li Zhuiyuan's dissuasion, most of them would have already lit the lamps a second time.

In other words, in their hearts, Li Zhuiyuan was already the Dragon King of their generation, and if someone else were to take his place, they would be dissatisfied.

Therefore, it doesn't matter how high the pitch is, because there's no need for people to respond; they just need to follow.

At this moment, many people recall the stories they heard from their elders when they were young. In those stories, the Dragon King gave an order, and heroes from all walks of life followed him to suppress evil spirits and chaos.

So this is what it feels like.

Tao Zhuming closed his eyes, looked up, and cried out in his heart: Grandpa, you've made my grandson suffer so much from the donation!
During the Yuxi River surge, he relied on his own integrity, unlike Ling Wuxing who threw himself into the fray completely. He still retained a sense of restraint, which was also the spark that remained on the river to continue the struggle for the dragon.

But just now, the flame he had carefully nurtured was blown out by the wind. In fact, the wind wasn't even aimed at his flame; it was just swept away by the edge.

There was no other way, absolutely no other way. When Li Zhuiyuan decided to turn the tables, Tao Zhuming knew that if he succeeded with him, he would lose his spirit. But if he stood on the other side, he would lose his life. Moreover, the other party's appetite was not limited to this. Only by killing a few old guys could the true rulers of this martial arts world feel fear. And only when they were afraid could the rules be established.

Tao Zhuming raised his wine glass.

The traitor Yayoi broke his vow and also raised his wine cup.

The crowd responded in unison:
"As the Dragon King commands!"

Beneath the peach grove, Qing'an clapped her hands with a smile, causing peach blossoms to fall. Then, with a flick of her long sleeves, she turned around contentedly and said:
"color!"

……

Qinling.

Before even entering the ancestral home, Uncle Qin sensed the fluctuations in energy emanating from it, indicating that the problem was quite serious, considering he was a legitimate member of the Qin family.

Pushing open the door of the ancestral home, a raging and violent aura surged out like a tidal wave.

This was orchestrated and guided by someone; the other party's methods were very sophisticated, and they must have paid a heavy price.

They were really willing to go to great lengths to kill Xiao Yuan.

They didn't go to such lengths when they set a trap for us back then.

Uncle Qin always knew that he had not gained the approval of the evil spirits in the ancestral home.

Although his arrival calmed the restless atmosphere somewhat, the situation was not good; at least, he could not leave in peace.

Uncle Qin drove straight in and arrived at the front of the python mountain.

He knew that a half-white tiger resided here, and he also knew that this white tiger was the most powerful evil spirit in the ancestral home.

But in the past, Uncle Qin had no connection with it.

The only similarity is that neither of them is a perfect member of the Qin family, and neither of them is a complete evil spirit.

The White Tiger's power radiates outwards, bringing a strong sense of provocation.

Uncle Qin stood at the cave entrance, unmoved, his aura actively clashing with the attack.

A dissatisfied voice came from inside the cave:
"What are you all good for? You've all fallen so low that your ancestral home is being plotted against without you even realizing it! You're a disgrace to our ancestors!"

Uncle Qin said, "By order of the patriarch, I summon the White Tiger to obey my command!"

In an instant, the arrogant power of the white tiger vanished completely.

Uncle Qin's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked at the elderly man in fine clothes who emerged from inside, whose body was only half vertically cut off.

The old man was hunched over, not because he was hunchbacked, but because he was preparing in advance.

The old man walked up to Uncle Qin and knelt down:

"White Tiger, receive the patriarch's order!"

Uncle Qin took a deep breath. He didn't know why the famous white tiger in the history of the Qin family's ancestral home was so afraid of Xiao Yuan. Fortunately, he wouldn't dwell on such things, since Xiao Yuan had said that he was too stupid.

"The patriarch is asking you, what are you good for? You've fallen so low that your ancestral home is being schemed against without you even realizing it? Want to be put on the dinner table?"

The white tiger trembled with fear.

As he crouched down, the enormous white tiger phantom rose up and roared. At the same time, the ancient evil spirits in the Scripture Pavilion echoed his roar, and the other great evil spirits of the Qin family ancestral home followed suit when they saw the white tiger taking the main burden. Then, the middle and lower-level evil spirits followed.

Uncle Qin could tell that ever since Xiao Yuan moved a batch of evil spirits out of the house last time, they seemed to have become more orderly.

In this way, the unrest within the ancestral home was completely suppressed.

Baihu said, "This is a mutual attrition between us and the other side. We can only make them pay a higher price for it. This matter is not over yet."

Uncle Qin: "It's alright, let's keep using it up, I'm not leaving."

Uncle Qin sat down on the ground.

White Tiger: "But if you stay here, wouldn't you be falling into their trap?"

Uncle Qin: "The patriarch ordered me to fall into his trap."

White Tiger: "You poor little fellow, is this all you're good for now?"

Uncle Qin remained silent.

White Tiger: "Sigh, really. Not only did you fail to win the battle for the Dragon King, but you also carry an aura of stagnation with you. That's why we look down on you. The Qin family shouldn't be like that."

Uncle Qin remained silent.

White Tiger: "Now that others dare to break ground on the ancestral home, how exactly have you protected the Qin family? If you let it go, who would dare?"

Uncle Qin said, "The patriarch told me to write down every word you said and report it to him when I get back."

White Tiger:

"Ali, I've watched you grow up!"

……

The Liu family ancestral home.

As Aunt Liu pushed open the door and stepped into the ancestral home, countless shrill cries swept towards her from all directions.

Among them, four enormous shadows rose up, bringing the most merciless questions.

"Where's Mei? Where's Mei? Why didn't Mei come?"

"The ancestral home of the prestigious Liu family has actually been affected by someone using feng shui techniques! Is this still the Liu family? Is this still the Dragon King Liu family?!"

"Why didn't Mei come herself? Why did you have to come? What else can you do besides play with insects?"

"She dares to give the position of family head to someone outside the family, someone who doesn't even have Liu family blood. Is she too afraid to come out and see us?"

These four shadows are the chief of evil spirits in the Liu family's ancestral home. Only they are qualified to call Liu Yumei, who temporarily took over as the head of the Liu family, "Mei Yatou".

It wasn't just because they were highly experienced, but also because they had all served as her mentors when she was a child.

Back then, Liu Yumei's talent was so high that even they were amazed. They almost fought each other in the ancestral home to compete for the title of "Master of Evil Spirits." Later, the head of the Liu family intervened and broke the ancestral rule, allowing the four of them to teach their granddaughter together.

In their eyes, Liu Yumei was practically perfect, allowing them to see the shadows of the four Liu family dragon kings who had suppressed them back then. Her only flaw was that she was rather mischievous and not very hardworking.

But it's understandable that talented people might suffer less.

But when they learned that Liu Yumei had given up the chance to light lanterns and cross the river for the sake of that man from the Qin family, they were devastated. Only the spirit of the Dragon King in the Liu family ancestral hall intervened and suppressed them back down.

Aunt Liu initially just silently endured it, but when she heard the last sentence, she looked up in surprise: How did they know that the position of head of the family had been given to Xiao Yuan?

Even the evil spirits in the Qin family's ancestral home only became known to Xiao Yuan after he visited the house.

So, they got the news from the Qin family's ancestral home?

At this moment, the four enormous shadows roared and howled in unison:

"Why does this new patriarch only visit the Qin family and not my Liu family? Does he look down on the Liu family's foundation?"

Aunt Liu realized that this was the real source of their anger.

She couldn't help but wonder how this news got out. Even if someone risked their life to get close to the Liu family's ancestral home, they wouldn't do it just to spread this kind of inflammatory message, would they?
Could it be that the evil spirits in the Qin family's ancestral home are deliberately showing off?
The two ancestral homes are each sealed off and far apart, so evil spirits are not allowed to leave the ancestral homes without permission. However, it is not impossible to send messages, since evil spirits are never short of unexpected methods.

However, for communication between ancestral homes to succeed, an extremely high price must be paid.

The evil spirits in the Qin family's ancestral home paid such a huge price just to show off?
This seems to be exactly the kind of thing that the evil spirits of the Qin family would do.

"Reply!"

"When will the new head of the family arrive?!"

"If the new head of the family is not worthy of the title, I will devour him on the spot!"

"No, if the new patriarch doesn't come soon, I will leave the ancestral home and go to question him. Anyway, this Dragon King Willow has long since lost its Dragon King family appearance, so what's the point of keeping it here!"

Aunt Liu spread her arms out, and swarms of insects spread out from her feet, lifting her up and magnifying her figure in the form of a swarm of insects.

This was Aunt Liu using her Gu technique to the fullest extent. Blood spilled from the corner of her eye, and her mind was affected as a result, causing her aura to become increasingly ferocious and sinister.

Already in a state of demonic possession, she was completely overwhelmed by the combined pressure from the evil spirits in the ancestral home, causing her to erupt completely.

At this moment, Aunt Liu looked exactly like an evil spirit.

As Aunt Liu spoke, the surrounding swarm of insects resonated, amplifying her voice:

“The mistress said: Mei’er is begging you to be quiet one last time. The head of the family is currently busy killing people outside. Once he has avenged this, she will have him come to visit you.”

"Hehehehe!"

"Hahahaha!"

The atmosphere of unrest has been largely reduced.

However, it is clear that because Liu Yumei herself did not come, Aunt Liu's message was not very effective. It only temporarily stabilized the situation, and a new round of incitement could cause the situation to get out of control at any time.

Aunt Liu spoke again:

"The patriarch said: 'A bunch of ignorant brats. If they dare to cause trouble again, when he finishes his work, he will remove the Liu family plaque and from now on he will only be the head of the Qin family!'"

Suddenly, complete silence fell, and the influence exerted on the Liu family's ancestral home from the outside was also suppressed by their combined efforts.

But beneath this calm lies a terrifying rage poised to erupt.

They weren't scared off by those words; rather, they were afraid that if they continued to cause trouble, the head of the family wouldn't dare to come. They wanted to wait, to wait for the head of the family to come to their door, and then…

Aunt Liu put away the insects and sat down.

She originally didn't want to pass on Xiao Yuan's words, because she knew that once those words were spoken, Xiao Yuan would encounter terrible danger the next time he stepped into the Liu family's ancestral home.

After the four figures shrank, they stood around Aunt Liu, and a voice echoed softly:
Give him a month to finish what he has to do.

If he doesn't come to our door a month later, we will all collectively defect from the Liu family ancestral home.

A month later, he came knocking, declaring that unless we saw the Dragon King of this era, he would surely die!

……

The valley is shrouded in mist, the gauze curtains hang low, and the warm sun shines through, gradually illuminating the valley.

If you enter the barrier and come to the foot of the mountain, when you look up, the mountain looks like an ancient Buddha sitting in meditation, and the Buddha's light is the sunlight.

While walking along the mountain path, in addition to the lush greenery on both sides, there is also the sound of chanting and the fragrance of flowers.

At regular intervals along the steps, there is a young novice monk standing there.

The person leading the way for Liu Yumei was also a young novice monk.

It seems that all the senior monks of Qinglong Temple have disappeared.

Liu Yumei could understand this. Knowing what taboo things they were doing, they simply vacated the temple, let people go into seclusion, and left only these lowly novice monks to look after and protect the temple.

"Madam, please."

Liu Yumei was led to a valley where the Buddha Lotus was conceived and the Bixi River flowed. Pavilions were built along the river, and most of them were shrouded in mist, except for a very few. This mist was not from the mountains, but from the restrictions placed inside the pavilions.

This won't do.
If I can't see your faces clearly, wouldn't my trip have been in vain?

Liu Yumei spread her hands, and the long sword that was supposed to be placed at the gate of Qinglong Temple was unsheathed and rose into the air, cutting open a feng shui crack. In an instant, all the mist in the pavilions by the Bixi River was completely drawn away.

We didn't break the formation, we only broke a decoy, which was quite simple.

Inside the pavilion, all eyes were on Liu Yumei.

Unlike meetings held at Wangjiang Tower, this time I attended in person.

In their eyes, there were memories, sighs, gestures of goodwill, and indifference; but no one seemed offended or angry at Liu Yumei's actions.

The older generation knows Miss Liu's temper; some family heads or sect leaders who are younger have also heard about Miss Liu's deeds when they were young.

Liu Yumei saw many former friends and current enemies; of course, these two identities did not always conflict.

The gathering was quite complete, much more than usual when meetings were held at Wangjiang Tower. I just don't know how many of them were really there to see the Buddha Lotus, and how many were there to see the execution ground on the river.

"Madam, that is your gazebo."

Liu Yumei looked at her pavilion, and on both sides of her pavilion were familiar faces.

In the pavilion on the left, Chen's matriarch, Jiang Xiuzhi, leaned against the railing, tears welling in her eyes, and sobbed:

"Sister Liu."

Sitting in the pavilion on the right is Tao Yunhe; a single glance in reality is worth ten thousand years in fantasy.

When Liu Yumei's gaze swept over him, Tao Yunhe closed his eyes.

He habitually reached out and picked his nose again.

He's been picking his nose for decades, but he's never been able to get it clean; he can still smell it...

The stench that lingered on my body after I was knocked unconscious, stuffed into a sack, and thrown into a cesspool by that guy surnamed Qin!
(End of this chapter)