Asking him whether he was willing to tell me was one thing, but it would be another thing if new troubles arose at that time.
Fan Zhiyi said: "I have a compelling reason and cannot ask anyone else, so I can only ask Young Master Zhuang." When he asked Cen Jun, the abstract answers and portraits that Cen Jun gave last time were simply horrible.
Having said that, Zhuang Yujing saw that Fan Zhiyi didn't seem to be pretending. After thinking for a while, he picked out the key points and said, "Fan Zhiyi's personality did change after we met at the Xue residence. Before that, he had tried to kill Bing Nandong many times. How should I put it? He used to be more withdrawn, gloomy, and extremely scheming. But when we met again at the Xue residence, I found that he had become a fool. Not really stupid, but just... just stupid. He no longer had any murderous intentions towards Bing Nandong, and seemed more sincere. This is why this young master and He An later regarded him as a friend. In order to save people, he even sacrificed himself to lure away the female ghost. That's about it. I can't remember anything else."
"Thank you." These clues are almost enough.
There was a huge contrast in their personalities, like they were two completely different people. Based on these clues, several of the novels Fan Zhiyi had read before had this pattern, and people who had undergone this kind of change had either been possessed by a soul or had lost their memory... Had "Fan Zhiyi" lost his memory before? He remembered that Bing Nandong had been very concerned about whether he had lost his memory, and had even used various methods to test him.
"I won't ask too much about you and Bing Nandong, but you should know, Immortal Venerable, that if nothing unexpected happened, Bing Nandong and Fan Zhiyi would have been married and become Taoist couples long ago. Bing Nandong has a stubborn temper and will not give in. If he didn't really like her, he wouldn't agree to become Taoist couples." Although it wasn't his place to say this, Zhuang Yujing still felt sorry for Fan Zhiyi. His life or death was uncertain, and Bing Nandong here was already... Every time he mentioned it, Zhuang Yujing wanted to beat Bing Nandong up to see what was going on in his head. Now he was even more silent than before, saying nothing and hiding everything.
"I know."
"But Bingnandong believes in you. After all that has happened, I also believe in you. Therefore, Bingnandong's affairs must be kept secret. I know that the ghost energy in the body is not easy to dispel, and I will find a way."
As soon as Fan Zhiyi finished speaking, the barrier at the door was immediately broken. Bing Nandong had just opened the door when He An rushed in with a man, looking anxious: "Young Master!"
He An asked Zhuang Yujing for instructions, and Zhuang Yujing said, "They are all trustworthy people, so go ahead and speak."
"Young Master." The man knelt down with a plop, tears streaming down his face. "Jiu Wanli was attacked last night, and the master is injured. Young Master, please return quickly. Jiu Wanli needs you!"
"What?" Zhuang Yujing's face changed drastically and he was about to rush out.
He An stopped him and questioned the servant, "How did you find us?"
"Master ordered me to come here to search. I've been in this city for the past few days, and it wasn't until this morning that I saw someone who looked like the eldest young master and Senior Brother He. However, I lost them in the crowd, and only just now saw Senior Brother He, so I dared to recognize him. Eldest young master, I won't lie, or I'll die a horrible death! Many of the people who came out with me to search for the eldest young master were killed. I've been hiding all this time, and that's why I've managed to hold on until now!"
He An nodded to Zhuang Yujing, indicating that he believed him: "Master, let's..."
"Return to Jiuwanli immediately!" Zhuang Yujing said, then looked at Bing Nandong, "Tie him back with you."
"Zhuang Yujing, go back and deal with Jiuwanli's affairs first, and I will come to find you later. If you take me back now, it will only make the situation more chaotic." Bing Nandong analyzed calmly.
Zhuang Yujing didn't say anything, his hands clenched into fists, as if he was still hesitating.
At this time, a voice came from the head of Tianyun Sect to Fan Zhiyi, asking him to take Bing Nandong back as soon as possible.
Although the words were spoken with respect, Fan Zhiyi could sense a threat. If it came to a fight, Fan Zhiyi wouldn't be afraid of the Tianyun Sect, but they definitely had something on Bing Nandong, so they weren't worried about Fan Zhiyi not taking Bing Nandong back with him.
Bing Nandong then looked at He An with a stronger tone: "Your young master is ignorant, don't you understand it either? Considering the relationship between Tianyun Sect and Jiuwanli, if we go, I'm afraid Jiuwanli will be in even more trouble. If there is anything, send a message to inform us."
Fan Zhiyi also advised: "Master Zhuang, please go back quickly. I will protect Bing Nandong."
Zhuang Yujing finally looked at Bing Nandong and said, "It's a deal."
"Yeah." After hearing Bing Nandong's response, Zhuang Yujing made up his mind and set off with He An and the servant. Because of his inconvenience in walking, he was carried on He An's back so as not to waste too much time.
I hope everything goes well. Fan Zhiyi thought and looked at Bing Nandong. Bing Nandong was still looking in the direction where Zhuang Yujing left, with a serious expression on his face.
Even though they always quarreled on weekdays and were still worried at critical moments, Fan Zhiyi had probably guessed Bing Nandong's thoughts: "You agreed verbally, but later on Zhuang Yujing really came looking for you, and you didn't go with him. Is that okay?"
"We'll talk about it later. There's no benefit in getting involved with me."
Fan Zhiyi raised his eyebrows: "Yes, you have said this many times, and I have thought about it carefully." Fan Zhiyi made a "tsk" sound and looked at his bandaged hand. "Or I should expel you from the sect."
As soon as he said this, Bing Nandong immediately turned around and stared at Fan Zhiyi, then sneered: "Okay."
It was clearly extremely reluctant, but that was fine. Fan Zhiyi was also impressed by this person's harsh words. Wouldn't it be better to be more sincere? "Are you serious?"
Bing Nandong pursed his lips, then suddenly slammed the door shut and set up a barrier: "It's fake." He looked at Fan Zhiyi with a heavy gaze. His eyes, which had regained their clarity, were even more powerful than when he was blind, making Fan Zhiyi feel that he was not easy to fool.
Fan Zhiyi asked him, "Master Jinwu said you were poisoned. Who poisoned you?"
"Master, don't you have the answer in your heart?" Bing Nandong sat back down beside Fan Zhiyi's bed.
"Tianyun Sect?" Fan Zhiyi lowered his gaze and thought for a moment before adding two more words, "Master?"
Bing Nandong agreed, and Fan Zhiyi didn't understand why the leader would do such a thing to Bing Nandong.
Bing Nandong stared at him and said, "In order to control me, Master, do you remember I said I died once? The headmaster and the others know that I came back from the dead."
Resurrection from the dead—what an alluring offer! They'd therefore forced Bing Nandong to remain at the Tianyun Sect, perhaps even conducting various studies on him. Fan Zhiyi's scalp tingled just thinking about it; the Tianyun Sect was a den of danger, a place he couldn't return to.
The deeper you dig into Bing Nandong's secret, the more shocking and heartbreaking it becomes.
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