Suddenly, a loud noise erupted in the distance. Fan Zhiyi and Bing Nandong looked towards the place where the sound came from at the same time, only to see the endlessly extending mountain road and startled black birds flying around.
"What's that sound?" Fan Zhiyi had a bad feeling.
"have no idea."
There were more than one sound, all in the same place, but they soon died down.
After coming out of Jiuwanli, Fan Zhiyi and the others kept moving forward, but there were many winding roads in the forest. In addition, Bing Nandong led him for a while last night without him seeing, so Fan Zhiyi actually didn't recognize the direction of the sound clearly. He could only pray that something didn't happen in Jiuwanli.
Xiaobao was also awakened by the sound, but Bing Nandong still held him in his arms. His expression gradually became serious and he quickened his pace.
Fan Zhiyi knew that the situation might not be good. Although his waist and legs were not in good condition, he still endured it and walked quickly to ensure that he would not fall behind.
But, Bing Nandong is running too fast, isn't he a rabbit? Doesn't he get tired?
Fan Zhiyi couldn't keep up anymore. He just took a breath and hurried to catch up again.
Bing Nandong paused, then stopped.
Finally getting a chance to catch his breath, Fan Zhiyi didn't dare bend down for fear of pulling the wound on his waist. He could only hold on to the tree and do some minor adjustments.
Looking up, I saw Bing Nandong holding a piece of talisman paper in his hand and throwing it upwards. It immediately turned into a thousand paper cranes flying away in the rain.
Fan Zhiyi and his companions walked for two full days. During this time, Bing Nandong received another paper crane. His expression eased a little and he slowed down on the road. However, he was still awkward towards Fan Zhiyi. He would still help apply medicine and other things, but he would not get angry if Fan Zhiyi touched him.
Fan Zhiyi didn't bother to cause trouble, but just chatted with Xiaobao to relieve his boredom.
This day was the third day after leaving Jiuwanli. Finally, they saw the town in the distance. Fan Zhiyi instantly became energetic and couldn't help looking around as soon as he entered the city.
Bing Nandong had a clear goal and was familiar with the process. He led Fan Zhiyi and the others straight to the point.
Just as Fan Zhiyi was once again tempted by the exquisite cakes made on the roadside, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the front: "Why are you here?"
Fan Zhiyi looked over and found that it was Jiuwanli's eldest son Zhuang Yujing. However, he looked rather miserable. Not only was one of his hands wrapped in a bandage and hanging around his neck, but there were also several wounds on his face.
He was followed by several disciples wearing robes of the same color, but He An was not among them.
Bing Nandong glanced at him and gave him a meaningful smile, looking quite provocative: "So the noise I heard in the woods really did come from you guys."
It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but the very mention of Zhuang Yujing made him furious, and he pointed at Fan Zhiyi and said, "Come to think of it, maybe it was you, my fiancé, who wanted to frame me. He took advantage of my busy schedule to do something, which led to the breaking of the restrictions at the Xue residence!"
"So all the ghosts in Xue's house ran out?" Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but interrupt and ask.
Then, the guy with the kitchen knife also ran out?
When Fan Zhiyi thought of the ferocious look of the female ghost with a kitchen knife, he couldn't help but shiver.
Damn it, this female ghost wouldn't come looking for him. No, no, don't think too much, he's not a hot commodity, and his injuries are almost healed, so he shouldn't be so unlucky.
Zhuang Yujing folded his arms and snorted coldly: "I don't know."
Fan Zhiyi was a little anxious: "How could I not know?"
"What I mean is, I don't know exactly how many ghosts are inside. After they escaped, they attacked the station together. We had a hard time sealing them back in the city. As for whether there are ghosts that escaped during the chaos, I have no idea."
Bing Nandong finally spoke: "So what's the situation there now?"
Zhuang Yujing's expression grew more serious as he spoke. "That city is already in a critical condition. The negative energy and resentment within the Xue residence have erupted, completely engulfing the entire town. If this continues, another ghost gate might appear. We need to deal with it quickly."
"So you left some people behind and ran away with your own confidants?" Bing Nandong's voice was filled with a hint of natural sarcasm.
Hearing this, Zhuang Yujing's face turned green with anger. "I'm not like you to run away from the battlefield! I received a secret order from the sect and rushed here as fast as I could to provide support. I asked He An and other disciples to guard the place! But I don't know what you two were doing along the way. You're even later than me."
Bing Nandong didn't know what he was thinking about, his ears felt hot, and he retorted: "Me and him? Haha."
No, could you please not involve me in your fights?
"Nandong!"
"Big Brother!"
Immediately afterwards, Fan Zhiyi saw three people in green robes running towards him.
The leader came to Bing Nandong first, his eyes full of worry: "Nandong, are you okay?"
After receiving a definite reply, he looked at the child in Bing Nandong's arms and asked in confusion, "Who is this child?"
"This child accidentally entered Xue's house and has no relatives, so I brought him with me." As he spoke, Bing Nandong put Xiaobao down. Xiaobao then ran to Fan Zhiyi, grabbed the corner of his clothes and hid behind him.
"Big Brother, why do you have to go back to look for him? If he is lost, he is lost. If anything happens to you, how are we going to explain to the Sect Leader?" The speaker was a somewhat chubby young man.
The remaining person followed Xiao Bao's gaze and finally spotted Fan Zhiyi standing behind Bing Nandong. His gaze changed instantly, not concealing his disgust and coldness at all: "Fan Zhiyi, you're still alive!"
Being suddenly nominated, Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but look at the person who spoke. He saw that the other person had a pair of inverted triangle eyes, was thin and tall, and his expression gave people a sense of being sarcastic and mean.
He is still alive. This sounds particularly subtle.
Fan Zhiyi nodded: "Yes, I'm still alive. Are you disappointed?"
The tall, thin man was about to say something when Zhuang Yujing interrupted him impatiently, "Alright, this young master doesn't have time for your pretense. Bing Nandong, the people you sent here aren't just these few misfits, are they?"
After being described like this, the tall and thin man was unhappy and was about to get angry, but was stopped by the people in front of Bing Nandong.
The man spoke slowly and calmly, with a gentle smile on his face, "The elder has received our message and is heading to the Xue residence. We are here to meet the eldest brother."
Zhuang Yujing raised his chin and snorted. Even though he only had one hand to use, he pulled out the fan stuck in his waist and opened it with a rustling sound. "I think it's better to forget it. By the time your elder arrives, the opportunity will be gone. Just leave the Xue residence to us, Jiuwanli."
Bing Nandong raised his eyebrows: "Leave it to you? Waiting to be visited by ghosts again?"
Just one sentence broke Zhuang Yujing's psychological defenses. He was about to rush over and beat Bing Nandong up, but was held back by the disciple behind him: "Master, Master, go back and rest!"
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