Jiang Wu arrived at Mingyue City after a long journey. Seeing this bustling and bustling city, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. However, this wasn't a place he wanted to stay for long, so after a brief pause, he prepared to leave.
At this moment, a chubby hand suddenly reached out and tightly grasped Jiang Wu's sleeve. Jiang Wu looked back and saw a fat man named Qiu standing behind him with a round figure and a smiling face.
"Fellow Daoist, wait a minute! Where are you going in such a hurry? I, the Taoist priest, have nothing to do today. How about we travel together?" Fatty Qiu said enthusiastically.
Jiang Wu frowned. He didn't want to have anything to do with this fat man who looked a bit worldly-wise, so he refused without hesitation: "Thank you for your kindness, but I really have something important to attend to, so I can't accompany you. I'll say goodbye to you now." After that, he struggled to break free from Fatty Qiu's hand and strode away without looking back.
Looking at Jiang Wu's receding back, Fatty Qiu didn't get angry. Instead, he murmured to himself thoughtfully, "Hey, according to the divination I made, this guy must be related to that mysterious masked man. As long as we follow him closely, we'll definitely be able to follow the clues and find the whereabouts of that masked man..."
After Jiang Wu left, he quickly found an inn. After a night of rest, the next morning, sunlight streamed through the window into the room. Jiang Wu got up, washed, packed his things, and walked out of the inn.
At the same time, a figure quietly appeared outside Mingyue City. He was dressed in black, wearing a mask that revealed only a pair of sharp, hawk-like eyes. This person was none other than Jiang Wu's master, Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath and looked up at the foggy forest ahead. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He put on the mysterious mask, took a step forward, and headed along the road towards the misty forest.
Along the way, Jiang Feng vigilantly observed his surroundings. After about an hour, he suddenly sensed a strange presence. Jiang Feng abruptly stopped and looked over. He saw a fortune-telling stall set up on the roadside. A chubby, fat man was looking at him with a smile.
Jiang Feng's heart trembled, and he thought to himself, "This fat guy is so strange. He can actually calculate my whereabouts. Could he really have some omnipotent ability? Or does he have other intentions?" Thinking of this, Jiang Feng decided to go forward and find out. He walked towards the fortune-telling stall calmly and finally sat down in front of the fat man.
Fatty Qiu had a smile on his face and spoke first: "Oh, my good brother, you really gave me a hard time looking for you! These days, in order to find you, I couldn't eat or sleep well, and I lost several pounds!" As he spoke, he did not forget to reach out and gently pat his round belly, as if to prove that what he said was true.
Jiang Feng, who was standing opposite him, had no patience to listen to his rambling, and asked straight to the point: "Why are you trying so hard to find me?" Before he finished speaking, Jiang Feng secretly made hand gestures with his hands, and the spiritual energy in his body began to gather slowly. It was obvious that he was ready to deal with any emergency. If this mysterious fat man could not give a reasonable explanation, he would take action to get rid of him at any time.
When Fatty Qiu saw Jiang Feng's attitude, he secretly thought that something was wrong and hurriedly explained with a smile, "Hey, don't be impulsive. I really don't mean any harm! The reason I was looking for you everywhere is purely because I feel that we are particularly compatible, so I really want to make friends with you. My fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand me!"
However, Jiang Feng was not moved at all by Fatty Qiu's words. He still stared at him coldly with his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Since you don't want to tell the truth, then don't bother me anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being rude. Don't blame me for sending you back home personally!" After that, Jiang Feng turned around without hesitation and strode away.
At that moment, a hearty laugh resounded through the air. It was Fatty Qiu himself. He exclaimed, "Hahahahahahaha, you're truly courageous! You deserve to be the first place winner in this sect competition!"
Jiang Feng, who had already begun to walk forward, was shocked upon hearing this. He turned sharply, staring intently at the seemingly ordinary fat man before him, wondering: Who is this person? How does he know my ranking in the sect competition?
Jiang Feng asked angrily: "Who are you?"
At this time, Fatty Qiu also became serious and said, "Brother Jiang Feng, don't be nervous. If I had any intention of harming you, I would have revealed your identity long ago. This is not the place to talk. Let's find a quiet place to have a good chat!"
Afterwards, the two continued on their way, passing through dense forests and rugged mountain roads, and finally arrived in front of an extremely remote cave. The cave was hidden, surrounded by lush vegetation, and it was difficult to find its existence without careful observation.
The fat man carefully set up a mysterious hidden formation at the entrance of the cave. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and rays of light shot out from his hands, blending into the surrounding environment, instantly covering the entire cave entrance tightly. Even those with advanced cultivation passing by would probably not be able to detect the hidden world here if they were not paying attention.
After setting up the formation, the fat man took out an exquisite wooden table from his storage bag, placed it on the ground, and sat down opposite Jiang Feng. Then, as if by magic, he took out a small and exquisite wine gourd, gently opened the lid, and a rich aroma of wine immediately filled the air.
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