One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

【You're welcome】

Wang Ye stared at the screen, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Murder to silence them!"

He instantly realized that this was another unknown mastermind provoking him!

no doubt.

A mastermind behind the scenes who can deceive even the most skilled in divination...

His true strength has already exceeded his own perception!

Looking up, all I could see was a patch of scorched earth on the lawn.

He tried to find the old man hiding in the shadows... but to no avail.

Their gaze fell on Zhuge Qing.

Those fox-like eyes, which were always squinted, opened at this moment.

Zhuge Qing also stared down at his phone, his face grim.

Noticing the gaze, he walked over, flipped the screen over, and waved it at Wang Ye.

On the screen, the same string of garbled characters was clearly visible.

Four words:

I did it.

"You received the text message too?"

Zhuge Qing asked.

"Um..."

Wang Ye's face was ashen.

This is definitely not some trashy guy, or just a coincidence...

Just as I was pondering this, Zhang Lingyu, dressed in a security guard uniform, walked over, stepping on the gravel.

"Master Wang, Brother Zhuge."

Before he could finish speaking...

Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Ding-dong.

All three of their phones rang at the same time!

Zhang Lingyu: "I...I'm here..."

Zhuge Qing: "Biyou Village?"

Wang Ye raised his head: "I'll be waiting for you!"

The three of them put their phones together.

The content displayed on all three screens is exactly the same!

"Biyou Village?"

Zhuge Qing frowned, crossed his arms, and pondered for a long time. "Never heard of it before."

"Me too," Zhang Lingyu shook her head.

He had read extensively, but the records of Longhu Mountain... never mentioned this place name.

"Legend has it... there really is a Biyou Palace..."

He added.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing's eyes lit up.

Biyou Palace...

In mythology, the Daoist temple of the "Master of Heaven" of the Jie Sect...

If this "Biyou Village" is indeed named after Biyou Palace...

The ambition of the person behind the scenes is simply immeasurable!

"Oh, everyone's here."

A casual voice drifted over.

Zhou Yan strolled over from the scenic area with his hands in his pockets.

"Senior Brother!" Zhang Lingyu bowed respectfully.

"Brother Zhou, you've finally arrived!"

"Mr. Zhou...did you hear that laughter just now?"

Zhou Yan nodded.

I heard more than just...

I was the one who made that old man laugh.

However, he did not intend to tell these things to everyone.

His gaze swept over the explosion site and the scattered limbs and broken bodies.

He had a pretty good grasp of the situation.

I glanced at the phones in the three people's hands that were still on.

"What's this?" Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow. "Face to face, yet still chatting online?"

He struck Fly Guy's signature pose, looking down at him condescendingly:

"Did the three of you create a separate group chat to talk bad about me behind my back?"

Wang sighed, "Master Zhou, stop joking... take a look."

Several people handed over their phones at the same time.

Zhou Yan was about to reach out his hand—

A steady footstep sounded.

"Master Wang..."

Feng Zhenghao walked out of the crowd.

All three of them simultaneously stuffed their phones back into their pockets...

Feng Zhenghao pushed up his glasses, taking in all of their little actions.

However, he didn't expose him, and a gentle smile remained on his lips.

"It's getting late, I should go now..."

He paused on Wang Ye's face for two seconds.

"If you ever need the Heavenly Society's help, just let Uncle Feng know!"

Wang Ye solemnly cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, President Feng."

Feng Zhenghao nodded and left with his men.

After this incident, the remaining guests also gradually left...

Anyone with eyes can see that... this Wudang outcast, Master Wang, is in the middle of a bottomless vortex!

Soon, only four people remained in the large courtyard.

Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and Zhang Lingyu all stared intently at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan scratched his head, looking at the three cell phones in front of him.

"Wait...why is everyone looking at me?"

Young Master Zhou sighed.

I'm just here to take advantage of the system at the Wang family's place and earn some living expenses on the side...

How come you've suddenly become the backbone of these garlic cloves?

"Brother Zhou, the capable should do more..." Zhuge Qing said, arms crossed and brows furrowed.

His thoughts were similar to Wang Ye's...

There's no way he could handle something that could fool the 'inner world' like this... He'd have to find outside help!

Zhou Yan pointed to the text on the screen: "How novel..."

He spread his hands:

"If you want to know what's going on, why don't you just go and check out Biyou Village?"

The two charlatans looked utterly exasperated...

Only Zhang Lingyu nodded honestly:

"I'll listen to my senior brother."

Zhuge Qing's lips twitched.

That's easy for you to say!

"Big brother..." Zhuge Qing sighed.

"This damned Biyou Village, they kill several people with a single move..."

We know absolutely nothing about him...

Zhou Yan touched his nose.

No, it's that you know nothing...

Suddenly, Zhang Chulan's laughter came from the side:

"Guys, I'm back!"

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Let's rewind to a dozen minutes earlier.

Beneath the high walls, the golden cage shattered.

I have just emerged from the initial shock of seeing the "Feng Hou Qi Men Tu" for the first time.

Grandpa Zhou Sheng left me with a kind, fatherly smile, and then he simply drifted away with the wind...

The scene was, frankly, somewhat terrifying...

The smell of burning food was already wafting over from afar.

Just as I was about to go back to the backyard to see what was going on, my phone rang.

It was a call from an unknown number:

【Hello, Master Anping.】

"That explosion was caused by me."

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow, his voice turning cold.

[You scoundrel...are you provoking me?]

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback, as if only then realizing there was something wrong with their wording... and quickly said:

No, no!

I meant no harm. Moreover, perhaps I could even become close friends with you, Master Anping...

Zhou Yan smiled.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his uniform with one hand:

[Planting a bomb on my turf...]

[You think saying "no harm done" is enough? Looks like you don't really know me.]

He held the phone between his face and shoulder, rolled up his sleeves, and said:

"Um... I agree to be friends with you. Where are you? I'm coming right now."

A bitter laugh came from the other end of the phone:

Brother Zhou, you've really misunderstood.

The other person's tone returned to calm, and in the background, the faint chirping of cicadas could be heard.

I didn't mean any provocation... In fact—we are the same kind of people, and in this malicious world, we should support each other.

Zhou Yan: [Speak like a human being.]

The other party paused:

We are all... inheritors of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

The night breeze swept past the corner of the wall.

Zhou Yan stood in the shadows, the corners of his mouth slowly turning upwards.

The moment those words were spoken, all the clues connected instantly.

He knew what had happened in the backyard...

I understand... what just exploded was 'Ru Hua'...

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "[Divine Strategist...you are Ma Xianhong?]"

There was a full five seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

The other person suddenly burst into unrestrained laughter!

[Hahahaha... As expected of the successor of the 'Heavenly Record'... You really can hide anything from anyone!]

He laughed so hard he could barely breathe, as if... he was extremely pleased that Zhou Yan had instantly seen through his trump card.

That's right... I am the descendant of the famous "Three-Foot Small Class Loser" Ma Xianhong!

Now that you know...would you be interested in visiting Biyou Village for a chat?

Zhou Yan looked up at the night sky, and a slight smile crept onto his lips.

I'm interested... I'm extremely interested!

The Wang family had just weathered their crisis and were wondering where to make some quick money when someone offered themselves up.

He didn't answer directly, but instead asked a question in return:

[I'm asking you, don't you have an older sister whom you deeply respect? And isn't there a Taoist priest from the Wild Maoshan Mountain in the village... who recently picked up a girl with green eyes?]

This time, Ma Xianhong couldn't laugh.

For the first time, a hint of panic appeared in his voice.

You even know this?!

Zhou Yan grinned:

You're finished, you're in big trouble.

Ma Xianhong: [???]

【but...】

Does your village hire someone to guard the village?