Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 158 Ye Qingmei's Body
"Uncle Wuzhu!"

Leng Feibai asked tentatively, "Are you okay?"

"It's totally fine!"

Wu Zhu lowered his hand from covering his head, "I remember everything now. Fei Bai, the person who practiced the domineering true qi was Li Yunqian!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai quickly covered Wu Zhu's mouth and said, "Stop, Uncle Wu Zhu, let's wait a moment. Do you still remember what Aunt Ye placed in Taiping Villa?"

"Remember!"

Wu Zhu nodded and said, "The young lady originally set up a research lab in Taiping Villa, which contains some important information! Would you like to take a look?"

Leng Feibai nodded after hearing this, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

In this way, the two of them took advantage of the night and quickly traveled all the way to Taiping Villa.

Although Taiping Villa was heavily guarded, even the elite soldiers were unable to detect the movements of the two grandmasters.

The two of them went straight to the bedroom where Ye Qingmei had lived. Wu Zhu pushed the door open and said calmly, "The mechanism is inside the room. Once it's unlocked, we can pass through the mechanism in the pond and enter the young lady's research room."

After saying that, Wu Zhu raised his hand and twisted the candlestick in the room.

"Crack!"

The next moment, it was not the pool outside the house that reacted, but the wall inside the house.

The wall cracked and a deep, invisible corridor appeared in front of the two.

Wu Zhu's tone changed drastically when he saw this. "The mechanism has been changed. Someone has tampered with the young lady's research lab!"

As soon as these words fell, Leng Feibai's expression changed slightly, and he immediately activated Fenghou Qimen to change his appearance.

"Uncle Wuzhu, be careful!"

Leng Feibai said seriously, "It must be someone from the temple who changed Aunt Ye's laboratory. Should we go in and take a look?"

"go with!"

Wu Zhu said anxiously, "I must see what has become of the young lady's hard work!"

After saying that, Wu Zhu quickly ran into the corridor.

"This guy is indeed the one who cares about Ye Qingmei the most!"

Leng Feibai said secretly in his heart, then ran in quickly.

"No alarm sounded, which means there's no infrared device installed here!"

Not long after, Leng Feibai arrived at the room at the end of the corridor.

The air in the room was very thin. Leng Feibai looked inside and saw Wu Zhu standing in front of a crystal coffin, knocking on the coffin with his fist.

"Uncle Wuzhu!"

Leng Feibai walked forward and looked over, and saw a woman lying in the coffin.

There were no signs of decay on the woman's body, as if she had just fallen asleep.

“Not even a corpse spot!”

Leng Feibai thought to himself, "Who did the embalming? Wait, could this be..."

"Miss!"

Wu Zhu let out a sad tone and raised his hand to carry the coffin away!
"and many more!"

Leng Feibai reached out to stop Wu Zhu's actions and said seriously, "Be careful, there are traps around here. If they are triggered, it will destroy Aunt Ye's body and cause trouble!"

After hearing this, Wu Zhu nodded and started checking with Leng Feibai.

After making sure there were no traps around, Leng Feibai took out a pair of bulky gloves and put them on, tentatively touching the coffin and pushing it forward little by little.

Wuzhu was holding the coffin from the opposite side to prevent it from falling to the ground.

"It's okay, there are no explosive mechanisms!"

Leng Feibai finished speaking, and with a thought, he immediately put Ye Qingmei's coffin into the Twelve-Story Tower. Seeing the coffin disappear into thin air, Wu Zhu suddenly became anxious. Leng Feibai quickly comforted him, "Uncle, calm down. I've put Aunt Ye's coffin away. Let's leave quickly to avoid attracting the dogs later!"

After hearing this, Wu Zhu's emotions gradually calmed down and he ran out with Leng Feibai.

"If we follow the plot in novels and movies, once we break out, we'll be surrounded by a massive army!"

Leng Feibai secretly said in his heart, "I wonder if there will be a bloody battle later!"

As it turned out, Leng Feibai was overthinking it. The guards of Taiping Villa were still guarding everything in the manor.

It didn't come this way at all! Leng Feibai heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and quickly signaled Wu Zhu to close the mechanism.

"It seems that the young lady's research laboratory was destroyed by the people from the temple!"

Wu Zhu said bitterly, "Among those who killed the young lady back then, there were also people from the temple! It's a pity that I can't go back. The temple has special means to control my thoughts and memories!"

"Go back first!"

Leng Feibai quickly asked, "Uncle Wuzhu, where are you planning to go during this time?"

"I'm going to Cangshan with Fan Xian in a few days!"

Wu Zhu quickly asked, "Are you going?"

"Let's see what's going on!"

Leng Feibai dealt with it for a while, then he and Wu Zhu flew in two directions.

On the way, Leng Feibai's mind was racing. He didn't want to get involved in the Cangshan plot, as it wasn't a big deal anyway.

However, the subsequent assassination in the Hanging Temple gave him a headache.

"Although the Shuangquan Hand can solve Fan Xian's meridian rupture problem, it is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution!"

Leng Feibai couldn't help but rub his head. "If we want to wait and see, we have to dissipate Fan Xian's domineering true energy and then let him change his cultivation method. But the crisis is coming, and changing the cultivation method now is only..."

Thinking of this, Leng Feibai's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he began to calculate quickly.

The next morning, Leng Feibai, who had been tossing and turning all night, was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.

The sound came from the next door to the courtyard. Leng Feibai listened carefully and realized that it was Deng Ziyue who brought some people to congratulate Fan Xian.

Leng Feibai yawned, his face full of helplessness, changed his clothes and flew into Fan Xian's yard.

Then I saw Fan Xian and the people from the Inspection Institute chatting and laughing together.

"elder brother!"

Upon seeing Leng Feibai arrive, Fan Xian quickly stepped forward and asked, "Why are you here?"

"fine!"

Leng Feibai, whose sweet dream was disturbed, looked at the excited crowd and couldn't help asking, "Old Deng, what are you doing here?"

Deng Ziyue stepped forward upon hearing this and said, "Greetings to the Lord and the Madam. By the way, I'd like to ask when we can go and search their property to replenish the deficit in the treasury for the Lord."

After hearing this, Leng Feibai and Fan Xian showed a wry smile on their faces.

Fan Xian feigned a scolding, "Every place has its own affairs. I'll take care of my own affairs. Go back to work and stop messing around."

Watching Fan Xian reluctantly send the people from the First Division away, Leng Feibai said playfully, "It seems you've done a good job there. You've won over many of their hearts."

Fan Xian smiled, took out the brocade bag given by Chen Pingping from his arms, opened it, and said, "Brother, Lao Wang, do you know where Qing Yu Tang is?"

Wang Qinian, who was incredibly familiar with Kyoto, immediately launched into a conversation. "Sir, this Qing Yu Tang was founded by Ye Qingmei. After her death, the business was taken over by the royal family. Some of the shopkeepers who followed Ye Qingmei into business stayed at Qing Yu Tang to train new shopkeepers for various businesses in Kyoto."

After hearing this, Fan Xian suddenly realized something and whispered, "A place to train professional managers."

After hearing this, Leng Feibai also spoke to himself, "Back then, my parents passed away one after another, and my grandmother hired someone from Kyoto to manage the Leng family's business. I think it was someone from Qing Yu Tang."

"No wonder."

After hearing this, Fan Xian laughed and said, "No wonder your family's business, Brother Leng, can occupy about 40% of the Danzhou market."

(End of this chapter)