At the same time, in the guest rooms in the backyard of Zifang.
The young man in purple lay down for two days before finally waking up.
He looked at the simple roof, his memory still stuck at the moment when he was ambushed by Zhao Chengxiang, and his expression was a little dazed.
"Is Daoist friend awake?"
Suddenly a voice was heard, and the young man in purple woke up immediately. He sat up abruptly and saw Xiang Jianjue sitting beside the bed.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to panic. The Corpse Yin Ancestor is already dead."
Xiang Jianjue's voice was calm, with a hint of comfort in it: "I am a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, and a fellow cultivator of the Human Net. I came here to hunt down the Corpse Yin Ancestor."
The purple-robed young man's expression relaxed upon hearing this, and he clasped his fists and said solemnly, "I am Fang Qianyuan from Guimu Valley. Thank you for saving my life, fellow Daoist!"
Xiang Jianjue raised his hand in return, "Brother Fang, you are too polite. My cultivation is so low that I couldn't really help you. It was Senior Li Changting who killed the Corpse-Killing Yin Ancestor and discovered that you were still breathing, so he was able to treat you in time."
"Li Changting...is he the senior from Xizhou?"
Fang Qianyuan clutched his chest, a look of emotion on his face: "Senior Li can even easily dispel such a troublesome corpse poison. We brothers are so lucky to have met him."
"Brother Fang, you are wrong."
Xiang Jianjue smiled slightly, with a hint of pride in his eyes. "Senior Li's killing skills are amazing, but he's also helpless against the corpse poison. If you hadn't happened to meet my master here, you two wouldn't have survived so easily."
Fang Qianyuan looked surprised, but he reacted quickly and immediately changed his words, "So it was Senior Wanjianmen who came to the rescue."
Xiang Jianjue saw that he had misunderstood again, and he felt helpless. He stopped correcting him and turned to the main matter: "I see that Senior Brother's aura is obscure. He should be in the same Jindan stage as that Corpse Yin Ancestor. How could he fall so easily to such a vicious attack?"
When mentioning this, Fang Qianyuan glanced at his junior brother who was still sleeping beside him and sighed: "It's a long story..."
Fang Qianyuan explained the whole story clearly. After listening to it, Xiang Jianjue couldn't help but reveal a complicated expression, "So that's how it is."
“The human heart is unpredictable.”
Fang Qianyuan's face was bitter. "Who could have imagined that Zhao Chengxiang would collude with that Corpse Yin Ancestor and kill his own son? I was careless for a moment and got ambushed. I'm afraid that Junior Brother Zhao's mother... I'm so sorry for him."
"Brother, it's not your fault."
Suddenly a voice interrupted.
Fang Qianyuan was stunned and immediately lowered his head, and suddenly saw that Zhao Zhuo had woken up at some point.
He sat up, his tone unusually calm, "Brother, I'll be leaving first. I'll come back and express my gratitude after we've settled our old grudges."
After saying that, Zhao Zhuo jumped off the bed and disappeared at the backyard door in a flash.
"Junior brother!"
Fang Qianyuan shouted anxiously and immediately chased after him.
Xiang Jianjue was about to follow, but was stopped by Wang Tuo, "Those fellow disciples are going to settle their karma, why are you following them?"
Xiang Jianjue was silent for a moment, then said, "Patricide is a serious cause and effect. Zhao Zhuo is very likely to have gone astray."
"Killing one's son or wife is also a major cause and effect."
Wang Tuo smiled slightly, "Don't worry, your uncle has already taken care of this matter."
Xiang Jianjue was stunned for a moment, then his expression relaxed a little and he smiled.
It turns out that my uncle, like Senior Li, has a delicate heart beneath his cynical appearance.
As he was thinking this, he suddenly saw a flash before his eyes and Li Changting had already rushed into the door and was hiding behind him.
"Jian Jue! Go and explain clearly to Madam Wang, I only want to accept you as my disciple, but I have never set my sights on your master!"
As soon as Wang Tuo saw Li Changting, his calm demeanor towards the younger generation immediately disappeared, and he jumped onto Xiang Jianjue's shoulder and cursed: "Damn it, you let it slip? And you still say you're not poaching?!"
"A wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in. Jian Jue is a rough diamond. I cannot bear to see him go astray!"
"How can Jian Jue be considered astray by following Sheng Mei? I think he should follow you!"
"This is simply outrageous..."
Xiang Jianjue watched the two people arguing with each other, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
Somehow, he didn't dislike the scene in front of him at all, but... he liked it quite a bit?
…
Three years later, white lanterns were hung in front of the Zhao family mansion again.
Zhao Zhuo looked up at the plaque on the door of the mansion, a murderous look flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to go in, he was stopped by Fang Qianyuan who suddenly appeared.
"Junior Brother Zhao, think twice."
Fang Qianyuan said hurriedly: "Do you know the consequences of doing this..."
"I've thought it through clearly, brother, please don't stop me."
Zhao Zhuo took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Thank you for taking care of me during these years in the valley."
"Junior brother!"
Fang Qianyuan was about to persuade him again when he suddenly saw two elderly men who specialized in funeral affairs walking past him, talking as they walked.
"This time, the coffin must be sealed tightly."
"You heard about it too?"
"Of course not! They all say that Zhao Chengxiang did something sinful and killed his concubine, so he was struck by lightning!"
“Retribution!”
"I saw it with my own eyes. The lightning was black and thicker than a bucket."
"really……"
The two walked further and further away. Zhao Zhuo looked at them in astonishment, his body frozen in place.
After a long moment, he looked up at Fang Qianyuan, revealing a pair of red eyes, and said hoarsely, "Brother, did you hear that?"
"I heard it."
Fang Qianyuan's tense mind relaxed and he sighed, "It must be that Junior Brother's master who intervened and saved you from the calamity of demonic possession."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhuo turned back without saying a word.
A moment later, the two returned to the door of the calligraphy studio, only to find it wide open and the room empty, with no one in sight.
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