Fan Zhiyi sensed a dangerous atmosphere and looked directly at Lu Changfu with no expression on his face and said nothing.
They stared at each other for a while, and then Mr. Lu said gently, "It's expected to rain tonight, so be careful on the slippery roads. I'll continue my patrol then."
"good."
"I always feel that Zhiyi has been talking a lot more recently, and we've become closer."
Fan Zhiyi's heart choked, but Lu Changfu just left this sentence and then walked away.
Fan Zhiyi also turned around and continued walking down the mountain. His facial expression was really about to burst, so he moved his facial features.
It is really difficult to pretend to be someone else, especially when your opponent is a very shrewd person.
In fact, although Lu Changfu looks gentle, he is actually the most difficult to deal with. Compared with Wu Bai and Qin Shuan's bluntness, Fan Zhiyi really can't stand the battle of wits and courage with such a thoughtful person. It makes him tired.
So he trotted a few steps and fled the place as quickly as possible.
Mr. Lu didn't go far. He turned around and stood still, watching the light gradually disappear. "Nan Dong, do you need my help to investigate what he is going to do?"
In the darkness, Bing Nandong's figure emerged: "No need, let's go."
Mr. Lu said no more: "He has been acting strangely recently. I am a little worried about you."
"He is indeed very different from before, but there is no need to worry." Bing Nandong walked back with Lu Changfu.
Mr. Lu chuckled softly, "And you, you gave him all those good things: the lantern, the dagger, and the talisman you drew with your own blood. If the head of the sect knew about this, he would definitely give you a lecture."
Bing Nandong glanced at Lu Changfu and was about to speak when Lu Changfu said, "You still don't believe me? I'm the only one who knows about this matter right now. I won't say much, but you should also remind him not to be so ostentatious and bring you trouble."
Bing Nandong was silent for a while, and finally said, "Thank you."
"There's no need for us to express our gratitude. Nandong, please stop using your blood to draw talismans for him. Although these talismans are extremely powerful, they can also cause great harm to cultivators."
"I know, don't worry."
Mr. Lu sighed: "Tomorrow's competition..."
"I will definitely get first place." Bing Nandong's eyes were deep as he looked forward, "Definitely."
The wind blew, making the leaves rustle.
Fan Zhiyi didn't know if he had taken the wrong road, nor did he know how much time had passed. He An urged him once on the way, and Fan Zhiyi told him that he was on the way.
Finally they got down the mountain, and Fan Zhiyi was so tired that he was sweating.
The streets were deserted and exceptionally quiet.
Fan Zhiyi swallowed his saliva and said it would be a lie to say that he was not afraid. He walked towards Zui Xiang Lou with a lantern in hand.
Zui Xiang Lou was still brightly lit, and Fan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived.
There were not many people on the first floor. As soon as he entered the door, he heard someone calling him: "Zhiyi, here!"
Following the sound, he saw two burly men with beards and disheveled hair. He blinked, then couldn't help laughing and sat down. "How did you two get into this?"
The bearded one was Zhuang Yujing, who gave him a displeased look and said, "Try to smile again. Believe it or not, I will..."
"Believe it, believe it." Fan Zhiyi coaxed, and then asked He An, "What exactly are you doing here at Tianyunmen?"
He An looked around and said, "Let's go to another inn."
"Why don't you go to the second floor?"
"Are you stupid? I ran out secretly. If I go to the second floor to register my name, I'll be exposed. And as the eldest son of Jiuwanli, what will happen if others find out that I came to Tianyunmen?" Zhuang Yujing rolled his eyes at Fan Zhiyi, stroked his beard, and finally spoke in a low voice, "Let's go."
Fan Zhiyi followed them innocently. On the way, Zhuang Yujing complained a few times about how Fan Zhiyi seemed to be even less familiar with the road than the two strangers. Fan Zhiyi could only smile and say that he was a person with poor direction. Fortunately, the two of them did not ask any more questions.
After arriving at the inn and requesting a room, He An closed the door. Zhuang Yujing ripped off his disguise and sat down on a chair with his legs crossed, angrily saying, "I've never been looked at like that before! He An, did you see the look in the shopkeeper's eyes? He was like, 'It's weird for three grown men to share a room.' When have I ever felt so embarrassed?"
He An sighed: "Master, after all, we came out without telling the master. We are short of manpower and funds. We don't know what will happen next. Let's save some money."
Knowing that He An was right, Zhuang Yujing snorted coldly and directed his anger at Fan Zhiyi: "What's wrong with you guys? Zui Xiang Lou is just a restaurant, but it has so many problems. It's troublesome and useless!"
"That's not my rule," Fan Zhiyi retorted. "Did you come out without telling Jiuwanli?"
He An took out a golden cup and poured a glass of water for Zhuang Yujing to calm him down. "Yes, this operation was not part of Jiu Wanli's plan. Even the master didn't know that the young master was out. But he should have seen the letter the young master left by now."
Fan Zhiyi was stunned by the interaction between the two. Some people even brought their own utensils when they went out.
Noticing Fan Zhiyi looking at him, Zhuang Yujing glared at him: "What are you looking at? What's so strange about this? Bing Nandong has gone even further than me, okay?"
Hmm... you're still the better one in this one. Although Bing Nandong can be a bit sharp-tongued and arrogant, he's never been this bad. It's better not to say this. Let's get down to business first: "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"
Zhuang Yujing asked, "Do you know where Bing Nandong will compete tomorrow? Do you know why he wants to compete?"
"I don't know." Originally, Fan Zhiyi didn't think the competition was a big deal. But after Bing Nandong's explanation and Zhuang Yujing's question, Fan Zhiyi felt that tomorrow's competition was definitely unusual. So he asked, "You know?"
Zhuang Yujing replied lightly, "Of course I don't know. It's not like I've been staring at Tianyunmen all day long. But you, Bing Nandong, have been on good terms with you lately, yet you didn't tell me. You're truly useless. But from this, we can conclude that there must be something hidden behind this."
"If that's the case, then how did you know about the competition?"
Zhuang Yujing raised a smug smile and gave Fan Zhiyi a look that could only be understood but not expressed in words.
Fan Zhiyi was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked at He An. Although he didn't like Tianyun Sect very much and although he was indeed quite partial to He An, Fan Zhiyi still had to ask clearly before agreeing to help.
He An said truthfully: "It happened by chance, we only found out about it yesterday."
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