Jiaohua

Just as Elder Gu had figured everything out and finally closed his eyes to sleep, four men in black emerged from the northwest forest of Yunwan Village at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM).

They stood on the high ground, their expressions stern, looking down at the several dark villages.

Finally, one of them caught a glimpse of a faint light in a corner of Yunwan Village.

“Uncle, there!” The man pointed.

"Fang Hu, you go scout ahead first," said the leading man in black, his voice slightly aged.

"Yes," another man in black replied.

But he left and never came back.

An hour later, his head was neatly severed and hung high at the entrance of Yunwan Village.

Just then, Bei Xingze's disciples came out and looked up at the fresh, dripping head. Everyone stared wide-eyed, and a female disciple and the youngest male disciple immediately vomited.

The eldest disciple asked with concern, "Are you still able to walk? If not, you should go back and rest."

"No!" the female disciple hurriedly said, "Senior brother, we're not going back!"

The male disciple also said, "If we're going to leave, we'll leave together. My senior sister and I can't stay behind alone."

The eldest disciple sighed and said, "Then let's go. If you see a place to rest along the way, you two can stay and rest first."

"Ok!"

As the sun rose higher, the light illuminated Fang Hu's head clearly. A man in black who had been waiting for a long time on a distant high ground finally spotted him and immediately rushed to find Fang Xiyu.

Fang Xiyu sat cross-legged in a sheltered spot, opened his eyes and said, "There really is a trap."

"Uncle, who could have done this?"

"It can only be Feng Qingang. Tang Xiangsi and Ali have many men, so it's impossible for them to be without any guards. However, Feng Qingang is a vicious fellow with many traps and a penchant for poison. We must not enter the village without authorization. Let's wait for the Liao, Chen, and Nangong families to arrive. They should be here soon. Fang Hu will not have died in vain."

The human head had been hanging there for half a day, exposed to the sun, its face swollen and ashen, oozing oil, and swarming with flies.

The gray-robed man remained hidden in the shadows, and when no one approached, around 9:00 AM, he went back to find Feng Qingang.

Feng Qingang was busy when a putrid, foul stench permeated the huge underground palace.

The gray-robed man said, "Master, nothing unusual has been found."

Feng Qingang's knife made a series of sizzling sounds as it sliced ​​through the meat. After waiting for a while, the gray-robed man finally took out a piece of meat that he was satisfied with, put it in the box next to him, and put down the knife. He said, "Let's go. Come with me to see just how handsome that Junior Brother Fu Guang really is."

"That, that head..."

“It has already come in handy,” Feng Qingang said with a smile. “No matter who it is, when they see that head, they will most likely guess that it is me. In their eyes, I am the easiest person to deal with.”

The gray-robed man hadn't expected him to be playing his hand so openly: "Master, you want others to know it's you?"

“Yes, let’s go, I’ll go wash my hands first,” Feng Qingang said.

Bei Xingze had been waiting for him ever since his disciples left, wondering when Feng Qingang would arrive.

It was almost noon when Feng Qingang and the gray-robed man finally appeared.

They walked through the hidden door behind the bookshelf again, and Bei Xingze respectfully said, "Uncle."

"You didn't let them escape, did you?" Feng Qingang said with a smile.

"Uncle, you're joking. I went through so much trouble to bring them here, why would I let them escape?"

"Then lead the way, I'm going to meet this handsome man."

Mu Tingyu and Sect Master Gu woke up very early. Like Bei Xingze, they had been waiting for someone to come over.

The two sat cross-legged behind the door, chatting idly to pass the time while pressing their ears against the door. Finally hearing a noise, they quickly got up and went back to the corner to strike a decadent and world-weary pose.

As usual, there was a few light knocks on the door before it was pushed open.

"Sect Master, it's Junior Brother Fu Guang," Bei Xingze said as he entered.

For the first time ever, Sect Master Gu spoke to him, saying, "You beast, how dare you show your face here?"

Bei Xingze was taken aback, then chuckled, "Sect Master, you can swear too."

Sect Master Gu said, "Let Feng Qingang in. I have something to ask him."

Bei Xingze was startled and instinctively looked around the rest of the room.

"Fool," Elder Gu cursed, "There's no one else here; I guessed it myself."

Laughter came from outside. Feng Qingang entered the house with a smile: "Gu Xinghai, everyone says you have a good temper and are calm. I didn't expect you to be so irritable."

"You wretched creature!" Elder Gu stood up and glared at him. "Feng Guoqiao, you're like a cockroach in the gutter, everyone should kill you. Cursing you a few times is too lenient; you deserve to be torn to pieces!"

"Hahaha, I deserve to be torn to pieces, but things don't always go as planned. Usually, it's others who get torn to pieces by me."

Looking at this ordinary face, Mu Tingyu, who had always considered himself a pervert, seemed like a perfectly normal person in front of this man.

Sect Master Gu rebuked, "Feng Guoqiao, what is your purpose in using me to lure Lao Liling and his disciple here?"

“What do you think?” Feng Qingang smiled kindly. “In all my years, Ali is the little girl who has captured my heart the most. She is fair-skinned and tender, and unparalleled in the world. How could I, Feng Qingang, not kiss her a few times, hold her in my arms, and devour her?”

Sect Master Gu sneered: "That's all? Is it that simple?"

Mu Tingyu and Bei Xingze both frowned and looked at Elder Gu.

Such a twisted idea, "that's all"?
Feng Qingang's eyes deepened as he stared intently at Elder Gu: "Otherwise, what else do you think there is?"

Elder Gu remained silent, simply looking at him.

Feng Qingang stepped forward: "Oh...? What do you know?"

After a long pause, Elder Gu said in a deep voice, "You know that too?"

Mu Tingyu was completely bewildered.

Bei Xingze was also filled with doubts, and he tried hard to figure out what the mystery was.

“Heh,” Feng Qingang suddenly laughed, “You guessed it yourself? That old man from Liling would never tell you something like this.”

Sect Master Gu lowered his eyes: "If that's really the case, then this is your purpose."

Feng Qingang smiled brightly: "You are intelligent, but that's all you can do. There are deeper things you can't guess. If you're righteous, then go and die with that master and disciple from Liling. My target right now is not you."

After speaking, Feng Qingang looked at Mu Tingyu.

Mu Tingyu stood next to Elder Gu, frowning and glaring at him with an air of righteousness.

Feng Qingang had glanced at him when he came in, but now, looking at him closely, he was quite impressed: "Fu Guang, you are indeed handsome and refined."

Mu Tingyu said with an upright expression, "Don't give me that, I'm a man, and I'm not interested in men!"

“Men are fun too,” Feng Qingang said meaningfully. “With your looks, it’s no fun just playing with women.”

"You perverted bastard, get lost! I don't sleep with men or women anymore, I've given up on sex!"

"Is it you who taught your disciple to be so irritable?" Feng Qingang looked at Elder Gu. (End of Chapter)