Fan Zhiyi didn't fully grasp Bing Nandong's meaning. Zhuang Yujing then continued, "After receiving the message that the Immortal Venerable had captured the village chief, Bing Nandong and I rushed over and discovered that the Immortal Venerable had disappeared. So, we interrogated the fake Fan Zhiyi and the village chief, but they didn't say anything useful. It was basically the same as what we've speculated now. He did, however, mention the man in black. We don't know his origins, but he created the Fusang God for them." Zhuang Yujing paused, looking at Bing Nandong for some reason. "Then, we met a woman in a wheelchair who looked exactly like Lin Taiyin. She claimed to be from the Lin family and could control ghosts. Her target was Bing Nandong."
"Senior Brother?" Cen Jun was quite puzzled. "Why? Senior Brother and the Lin family shouldn't have any relationship."
Zhuang Yujing was extremely annoyed: "You should ask Bing Nandong about this. Only he knows what's going on!"
Bing Nandong, on the other hand, said calmly, "I don't know."
Everyone fell silent, and Zhuang Yujing could only continue, "Anyway, branches sprouted from the village chief's throat, transforming him into a tree demon. All the ghost energy gathered around where we were. As for what happened next, the Immortal Venerable has already explained it, so I won't repeat it. Judging from all the signs, this incident is definitely related to the Lin family. The formation of the yin-yang junction is related to the Ghost Gate. I suspect... the Lin family wants to create a new Ghost Gate, just like the Xue residence, which nearly formed one."
"You're overthinking it." Bing Nandong directly denied Zhuang Yujing's reasoning. "Everyone knows that once the Ghost Gate is opened, countless ghosts will emerge, and all living things will suffer. This is inevitable. So why did the Lin family build the Ghost Gate?"
"That's what I can't figure out." Zhuang Yujing frowned. "Could it be that he wants to destroy the world?"
"Read less storybooks," Bing Nandong said. "The man in black might not be from the Lin family. He just wants revenge on the village, so he created the Fusang God. But the village, due to the excessive number of deaths, is obsessed with it, thus forming an unstable yin-yang junction."
However, Zhuang Yujing was clearly unconvinced and still firmly believed in his own theory: "With so many people dead in that village, and such an evil creature appearing, how could the Lin family not know about it? And why did we run into Lin Taiyin as soon as we arrived in the village?"
"The Lin family's jurisdiction is so vast that it's impossible for them to take care of everything. Meeting Lin Taiyin was just a coincidence."
"You..." Zhuang Yujing seemed to have thought of something, but for some reason he couldn't say it, so he couldn't think of any other reason to refute it. "Listen to what you say. Do you believe it?"
"Of course I believe it."
Bing Nandong's inference was well-reasoned and completely different from Zhuang Yujing's, but Fan Zhiyi knew one detail, which was that when he looked at it from the perspective of the Fusang God, the man in black once gave a ball of ghost energy to the Fusang God, and the woman who looked exactly like Lin Taiyin was also able to control ghosts. With so many strange things put together, it would be too unconvincing to explain it with just a coincidence.
What exactly is Bingnandong trying to hide from everyone?
Fan Zhiyi thought about this and said, "Anyway, regardless of whether the Lin family is related to this village incident, it's definitely not a simple matter. It's best not to have any further contact with them."
This is said in a very proper way and does not offend anyone.
Cen Jun sighed, his heart heavy. "I originally wanted to use this opportunity to ask Lin to help find my brother's whereabouts, but now it seems that this is not feasible."
Hearing the word "brother," Fan Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat. For some reason, he felt like a thief with a guilty conscience.
He looked at Cen Jun and comforted him, "It's okay. There are thousands of ways, there are always other ways."
Cen Jun nodded obediently. Zhuang Yujing looked at Bing Nandong, pursed his lips, and asked awkwardly, "What did Master Jinwu say about you?"
At this point, Bing Nandong smiled softly, not knowing what he was thinking about. "Master said that as long as I can be with Master in the future..."
"Ahhh, mutual supervision, no, mutual practice will surely lead to a speedy recovery!" Fan Zhiyi interrupted Bing Nandong's ramblings in time. Wasn't this man unconscious yesterday? There were only him and Jin Wu in the room at that time. Where did this man hear this?
Zhuang Yujing looked at them both strangely, but didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he said to Cen Jun and He An, "Cen Jun, since your master is awake, go find a stall downstairs and buy some breakfast. He An, go get it for Cen Jun."
"good."
Zhuang Yujing's meaning couldn't be clearer. He sent the two men away until the door was closed, then set up a barrier to soundproof them. Only then did he finally vent his anger, which he had been holding back for a long time. "Bing Nandong, what exactly did Master Jinwu say? Don't think I don't know, I saw it all! Those ghost energies automatically entered your body, and that woman who looked like Lin Taiyin said that you could also control ghosts, and that she wanted to help you become the sole master of the Ghost Gate. What does that mean? Do you know what you are doing? What would happen if the Tianyun Sect and the world of immortal cultivation found out about this? You were at the Lin family, and the person Lin Taiyin took you to see was this woman, wasn't she?"
Fan Zhiyi's head was buzzing as he listened to Zhuang Yujing's questions. Should he have gone out with Cen Jun and the others? It seemed he shouldn't have listened to this topic any further. His injury was in his hand, not his leg, so he could have gone out with them. Now that the gods were fighting, the mortals were suffering. Fan Zhiyi could only minimize his presence.
Bing Nandong remained silent as usual, so Zhuang Yujing looked at Fan Zhiyi and said, "Your Excellency, please speak."
He was called the Immortal Lord, but his tone was not polite at all.
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