After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 626: The gift of cowgrass, the tomb sweeper on Qingming Festival!
If he was really a kind-hearted person, would he be willing to order someone to murder him?

"Old Tree, did you find anything just now?"

After returning to his residence in the temple, Chen Yang asked about the Three Corpse Divine Tree. There were quite a few people attending the meeting just now in the association's office building. Most of the people who watched him transcend the tribulation in Leidongping that day should be present.

Chen Yang still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

However, the Three Corpse God Tree cut off his hope, "No, they are not among them..."

Previously, when a master was present, the Three Corpses Divine Tree did not dare to make a sound for fear of being discovered, but now it has nothing to worry about.

Chen Yang took a deep breath. Xue Chonghua became even more suspicious.

In fact, there is no need to investigate further. The temple is so small. With the power of the Three Corpse Divine Tree, if the host body of the corpse worm that killed Ding Huanchun was in the temple, it should have been noticed long ago.

Therefore, Chen Yang felt more and more that his guess was correct and Xue Chonghua was very suspicious.

Many things seem to be coincidental, but when coincidental things are put together, they are no longer coincidences, which is enough to explain many problems.

Now that we have a suspected target, the next thing to do is easy.

Find an opportunity to meet with Xue Chonghua, and you will naturally be able to confirm whether your guess is correct.

Of course, Xue Chonghua’s identity is not ordinary, so he can’t just rush to the door rashly. For now, let Qinzhou find an opportunity to arrange a meeting.

If that doesn't work, I can also find Fiona Sit and find an excuse to arrange a meeting.

At present, he has only told Qinzhou about this matter. Chen Yang has not revealed it to other people, including Xuan Jing and Wang Yuanchao.

After all, it is just a suspicion and has not been confirmed. We don't know what the attitude of Wang Yuanchao and others will be.

This person's identity is even more sensitive than Xiao Sanhuai's.

"Chen Yang!"

The cowgrass came to Chen Yang's residence, and the lush green vines waved towards Chen Yang, "I heard you are leaving?"

Chen Yang nodded slightly, "I've been disturbing you in the temple for several days, it's time to leave."

Hearing this, Niu Jincao was a little disappointed. "I was thinking about going to Longmen Mountain again to find a place to bury the bodies of my brothers and sisters. At least I could build a tomb so that I can have something to think about in the future. But now Longmen Mountain is closed, and the temple is also closed..."

"Ugh!"

Chen Yang sighed, "Life and death are determined by fate, you don't have to worry too much about it."

This grass is actually quite affectionate and loyal.

"After all, we've been together for so many years, and suddenly it's like this. Sigh, although life in this temple is good, I still can't get used to it..."

"It will get better slowly. The temple doesn't need to be exposed to the sun and rain, and it's not as dangerous as outside. The dead are gone, so you can stay here and practice well."

"Ah."

Niujincao responded, "If, I mean if, if I have the chance to run into that lunatic, please help me chop him a few more times with your sword..."

……

Zhang Guohua, so many days have passed, and there is still no news.

It's like this person has disappeared from the face of the earth.

Chen Yang guessed that this person was most likely seriously injured and might be hiding somewhere to recuperate.

He didn't want to meet this person again, but even if he did, he was not afraid. Now his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is fully capable of protecting himself.

Chen Yang said, "We found your eldest brother's body at the foot of Longmen Mountain some time ago, and we have already asked someone to carry it away. As for Fox Lady and Cat Sanlang, I will ask Old Wang and others to find a chance to help collect the bodies. When the time comes, I will help you properly place them. As for He Shiwu, he was killed by the Ginseng King, and I'm afraid there is no trace of his body left..."

The corpse of the white python had been taken away by Qinzhou people long ago. It was originally intended to be handed over to Qinzhou to use the Earth Mother Cauldron to refine blood pills. In reality, it was just a spiritual beast in the spiritual realm, and its blood had been sucked dry, so it was of little use.

Since he regarded Niu Wu as a friend, Chen Yang obviously could not do such a thing as using his friend's elder brother to make elixirs.

It's nothing more than finding a place to bury it and leaving Niu Wu with a memory. It's a very simple thing.

"Thank you!"

Niujincao was too easily moved. "Chen Yang, I don't have anything to thank you for. I have a little thing here that I found from the bottom of the Gu River when I was in the Bamianshan Underground Palace..."

The grass vine shook, rolled up a lump of something, and brought it in front of Chen Yang.

When Chen Yang took a look, he saw something slightly larger than a thumb, pointed, and like a bamboo shoot.

"what is this?"

Chen Yang reached out and took it. It was black and had a smooth texture, like a piece of jade.

"I have shown it to our boss, and he couldn't tell what it was, but this thing has a protective function. It played a big role in my escape from Crazy Zhang and Xie Cang." Niu Jincao said.

"Oh?"

Chen Yang was a little surprised.

He originally thought that the cowgrass was able to survive because it was lucky, but now after hearing what it said, it seemed that it was not a coincidence.

Could it be that this thing, like dragon scales, has the ability to protect against attacks from powerful people in the Dao Realm?

But, what is this thing?
The jade doesn't look like jade, and the stone doesn't look like stone.

At this time, the Three Corpses Divine Tree suddenly spoke, "This is the horn on the old turtle's head. This wild grass is considered lucky. It does have a certain protective effect. Although it is not as strong as dragon scales, it can also defend against 30% to 40% of the attacks of ordinary Dao Realm. Keep it. This thing has certain medicinal value. Maybe it can be used when refining pills in the future..."

In the Bamianshan Underground Palace, the old turtle refining elixirs under the seat of Master Shizun?

Chen Yang was slightly startled, then looked at the cowgrass, "Isn't this thing too valuable? If you give it to me, what will you do?"

The vines of the cowgrass swayed. "I'm now stationed in Baoguo Temple. The temple is so safe. It's useless for me to take this thing. On the contrary, if those people fail to assassinate you once, there's no guarantee that they will try a second time..."

Chen Yang took a deep breath, seemingly having no reason to refuse.

The dragon scales have been handed in, and he just needs something like this to protect his body. Although he has now practiced the [Dharma Image Golden Body Technique], he has not yet mastered it.

Even if one day one becomes a master of supernatural powers and becomes indestructible, it does not mean that one will be truly indestructible. If one encounters absolute power, one will still bleed.

Therefore, the more protection you add, the safer you are.

"Thanks brother."

Chen Yang sighed, thinking that's how they say good people will be rewarded.

If I treat others with sincerity, others will naturally treat me with sincerity in return.

This Niu Wu is worth dealing with.

……

-

The next morning the sun was shining brightly.

After Chen Yang, Yuan Long and others said goodbye, they took Qinzhou and left Baoguo Temple.

All the powerful men are now confined to the temple. Unless there are some special circumstances, they are not allowed to leave the temple in principle.

For the monks and laypeople in the temple, there is basically no significant impact on their lives. After all, most people focus on spiritual practice, live in seclusion, and seldom leave the temple.

Before leaving, Chen Yang left some incense money for the temple.

Leidong Pavilion was destroyed by him. Although Yuanlong did not complain to him, he should be more conscious and just consider it as the living expenses for these few days and the cost of rebuilding Leidong Pavilion.

Others may not want it, but you cannot not give it to them.

……

Jiapigou.

It was not yet noon when Chen Yang got home, and he returned just in time. Master Song was celebrating his birthday and had invited some relatives and good neighbors in the village.

When Chen Yang came back, he happened to meet Song Kaiyun who was shopping in the town. He gave Song Kaiyun a ride back and stopped by Mr. Song's house for lunch.

It's the busy farming season, but no one has time to relax and have fun. The weather is nice today, and many people are going up the mountain to pick tea under the scorching sun.

After lunch, everyone who needed to leave left. Mr. Song was drunk and pulled Chen Yang and Huang Can to play [Twenty Seventy] with him.

In the entire village, Chen Yang and Huang Can are probably the two guys with the most free time.

"Second Master is seventy years old this year, right?" Chen Yang chatted while touching the cards.

Mr. Song puffed on his pipe and said, "I'm seventy-three now, two years younger than your grandfather. Alas, if you're not careful, you'll be buried up to your neck in the dirt. You guys are still the best, you're still young enough..."

"Everyone has been young once, weren't you young once too?"

Huang Can said cheerfully, "Second Master, you are still so strong, there will be no problem for you to live to be a hundred years old."

"A hundred years old?"

Mr. Song said, "It's easy for you to say that. Everyone wants to live to be a hundred years old, but have you ever seen a few people who are over a hundred years old? In our village over the years, the oldest person is Yang Wazi's ancestor, and he is only ninety-three..."

At this point, he paused, burped, and seemed to have thought of something. He said to Chen Yang, "You know what, I met an old man in the mountains a few days ago. He should be your relative. Judging from his appearance, he must be at least 80 or 90 years old. His body looks stronger than mine..."

"Our relatives?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Song with some confusion.

Mr. Song said, "On the day of Qingming Festival, I was picking tea leaves at the palm tree slope, and an old man came to visit your grandfather's grave. At first, I thought it was your grandfather who came back, but it turned out not to be..."

Qingming Festival!

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

He had been busy breaking through the realm of creation these days, and hadn't thought about anything else, so he actually forgot about this matter. Before he went to Longmen Mountain, he left two A-level bone-eating beetles next to the old ancestor's tomb, waiting for the Qingming Festival to see the true face of the mysterious incense burner.

As a result, something unexpected happened later. I was in Emei preparing for a breakthrough on the Qingming Festival and couldn't make it back, so I completely forgot about this matter.

He quickly tried to contact the two bone-eating beetles.

But soon he frowned.

Unable to contact.

Neither of the two bone-eating beetles could be contacted.

Chen Yang couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

Mr. Song saw that his face looked a little strange and asked quickly.

Chen Yang came back to his senses and shook his head, "Second Master, do you know what this person looks like and what his name is?"

"Hey."

Mr. Song sucked his teeth and said, "He looks to be at least eighty or ninety years old, older than me, tall and thin, a very gentle old man. His body is really strong, he can go up and down the mountain faster than me. I chatted with him for a while, but I forgot his name..."

At this point, Mr. Song paused and said, "He can come to visit your grandfather's grave. He must be a relative of your family. Has no one told you about this?"

"On Qingming Festival?" Chen Yang asked.

Mr. Song nodded. "Yes, in the afternoon, around four or five o'clock. He chatted with me for a few words and then left. He was a very elegant and easy-going man."

"What's wrong?"

Huang Can saw that Chen Yang's face looked a little strange and asked quickly.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call."

Chen Yang didn't answer.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Qinzhou's number.

Shortly after hanging up the phone, a picture was sent to Chen Yang's mobile phone.

Photo by Xue Chonghua.

It’s not difficult to find photos of celebrities like Xue Chonghua.

Chen Yang took a look.

A simple life photo, a photo with Qinzhou.

He handed the photo to Mr. Song, "Mr. Song, take a look, is this the person?"

Mr. Song was a little drunk, and at first glance, he only saw Qinzhou. "Isn't this the master of shamanism who often comes to your house recently?"

A master of charlatan?

The older people in the village probably recognized Qinzhou, but Qinzhou had plastic surgery and so many years had passed, so no one could recognize him. Mr. Song's impression of him was just that of the charlatan who had saved Chen Guoqiang's grandson last year.

"The one next to it." Chen Yang reminded.

Mr. Song was half drunk. He put on his reading glasses and squinted for a long time. "Yes, it seems to be this person."

Oh, it’s just recognizing a person, is it necessary to make so much effort?

"Second Master, look carefully, is it really this person?" Chen Yang repeated.

Mr. Song nodded seriously, "I am not too old and my eyesight is not blurry. I can't be wrong. It is this person. I chatted with him for a while and I remember his appearance. How come this person is really your relative?"

The phone was handed back to Chen Yang.

"I can't say I'm a relative, but maybe I know my grandfather."

Chen Yang's expression was a little solemn, and he said something perfunctorily.

Sure enough it was him.

Xue Chonghua.

When he heard Mr. Song mention it, his first reaction was Xue Chonghua.

He had heard from Qinzhou before that Xue Chonghua went to Mount Mengding to pay tribute to his deceased wife during the Qingming Festival.

Although the Hu family has collapsed, Xue Chonghua was once the son-in-law of the Hu family and his wife was buried in Mount Mengding, so it is reasonable for him to go to pay tribute.

However, after he went to Mount Mengding, he came to Lingjiang on the way, saying that he was here to visit Zhang Yafeng. Then he was taken by Zhang Yafeng and Fiona Sit to Mount Emei, where he unexpectedly ran into Chen Yang who was undergoing the tribulation.

Now it seems that his coming to Lingjiang was not accidental. His visit to Zhang Yafeng was fake, and his real purpose was probably to pay tribute to Zhang Yafeng in Qishan.

With Xue Chonghua's identity, how could he have any connection with the old ancestor and come all the way to visit his grave?
In Chen Yang's opinion, this point alone is enough to confirm Xue Chonghua's identity.

One hundred percent, he is Ding Huanchun's good corpse.

So, the mysterious person who secretly came to the ancestor’s grave to pay homage several times before was also him, right?

This old man really hid it well.

Xue Chonghua is Ding Huanchun's good corpse, so this series of actions makes sense.

I'm afraid that what he was commemorating was not his ancestor, but Duan Qiuping who was buried with his ancestor.

In other words, he had already known that Duan Qiuping was dead.

Perhaps, he had some means and witnessed Duan Qiuping's death with his own eyes.

Similar methods are not uncommon. For example, Xiao Sanhuai can use mental imprints to spy on Murong Qian's experience. They may have similar methods on Duan Qiuping as well.

As a result, he came on Duan Qiuping’s first seven days, the second seven days, the third seven days, and even the hundredth day.

The relationship between this brother and sister is very deep.

Chen Yang took a deep breath.

Although he has not met Xue Chonghua face to face, Ding Huanchun's identity as the host of the corpse worm is almost confirmed.

However, Chen Yang had new doubts in his mind.

If Xue Chonghua had known for a long time that Duan Qiuping was dead, why had he not revealed it until now?

He should know that Duan Qiuping's death was related to him. If he revealed the matter to Qingshen Sect, the masters of Qingshen Sect would have found him long ago.

However, several months have passed and there has been no movement from the Qingshen Sect. I'm afraid they still think Duan Qiuping has gone traveling somewhere.

This is very weird.

He could have exposed himself, but he acted as if nothing had happened. Why? Because of kindness?

But why did he arrange to assassinate himself when he was undergoing the tribulation?
These two things are obviously a bit contradictory.

In addition, there was something else that made Chen Yang feel strange.

Xue Chonghua's actions gave him the feeling that he was deliberately exposing himself.

Yes, he seemed to be exposing himself intentionally, or rather, he didn't want to hide anymore.

If he wanted to hide, how could he be discovered by Master Song?

He had been here on the first seven days, the second seven days, and the hundredth day of the old ancestor's life, and no one had ever run into him. But it happened that Mr. Song ran into him on the Qingming Festival.

He also chatted with Mr. Song, as if he was intentionally deepening Mr. Song's impression of him.

There were so many things in his mind that for a moment, Chen Yang felt that there were too many contradictions and problems that he couldn't figure out.

"Chen Yang, what's wrong?" Huang Can asked a little worriedly.

Chen Yang came back to his senses and shook his head, "Second Master, I have something to do. I will accompany you another day..."

Mr. Song was already dazed by the alcohol, so why was he still playing cards? He immediately waved his hand and said, "You do your thing, I'm going to sleep for a while!"

……

After coming out of Mr. Song's house, Chen Yang was still thinking about things.

"Are you in trouble?" Huang Can caught up.

Chen Yang shook his head. "It's okay. I just can't figure out some things. How is the renovation of your house?"

Directly changed the subject.

"The foundation has been laid. We'll start laying bricks after a few days of settling. I trust the construction team that Brother Feng hired. Let them do it. I'll go and take a look occasionally..."

Huang Can said, and brought the topic back, "I have also seen the old man in the photo..."

"Oh?"

Huang Can said, "Brother Feng came with him that day, along with his girlfriend. Brother Feng respected him very much. He seemed to be his girlfriend's grandfather, whose name was Xue something. Brother Feng also came to look for you, but you weren't there and he couldn't get through to you on the phone, so he came to my house and sat for a while. In the afternoon, they went up the mountain, and I don't know when they left after that."

Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly.

His previous mobile phone was destroyed by Zhang Guohua in Longmen Mountain, and his phone number had been changed, so of course Zhang Yafeng couldn't get through to him.

This time, Xue Chonghua didn't come secretly. It seemed that he came to see me?

After listening to Huang Can’s story, Chen Yang became even more confused. What was going on?
Could it be that he wants to confront me?

(End of this chapter)