Netherworld Chapter 88: The Master of the Wei Family (2)
He is not here, but your only bloodline is still missing one person, said the old Taoist priest.
Tao Tiansong stood there for about three seconds without saying anything or making any movements. After three seconds, he turned around and walked in another direction.
The old Taoist priest didn't say anything either, just followed behind him.
The three of us walked along the road, passing the simple wooden houses of the young people, and entered an area of tiled houses. This is where the older generation lives.
Tao Tiansong took us into one of the rooms. He didn't knock on the door, but pushed it open. The bolt snapped and broke into two pieces, hanging diagonally behind the door.
After entering, I saw a middle-aged man with a pale face and bandages all over his body. He looked a little surprised when he saw us come in. He first glanced at Tao Tiansong, then at the old Taoist priest and me, and then asked in surprise: Brother , what are you doing...
This person was none other than Senior Brother Du, who had been protecting his disciples at Liukong Mountain but was knocked away by Dong Balang from the Qinling Imperial Bloodline.
Tao Tiansong did not reply, but turned to look at the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest stood there with his eyes narrowed and his fingers slightly moved. Then, he moved his body and was about to step forward.
Tao Tiansong suddenly rushed to Brother Du like a ghost and exclaimed: "Brother Du, what's wrong with you? Is your injury still not healed?"
He put one hand on Brother Du's chest, his face full of concern. I was shocked and suddenly heard Brother Du groan and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at him again, his face was extremely shocked, and he pointed his finger weakly at Tao Tiansong: Brother, why are you...
Junior brother, your injury is not healed yet, I will help you to rest. Tao Tiansong said as he helped Senior Brother Du, whose face was as pale as gold paper and who was almost half alive, to the bed.
He covered him with a blanket and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then, Tao Tiansong walked to the old Taoist priest and asked softly: "Have you found that person is still in my only life vein? If so, I will let you deal with him."
The old Taoist priest glanced at Senior Brother Du who was breathing weakly, then glanced at Tao Tiansong, and suddenly turned around and walked out.
I was confused and didn't understand what was going on, but I heard Tao Tiansong say to me with a smile: "Young man, what are you still doing here? My junior brother's injury has not healed yet and he needs more rest. Please."
Although he spoke with a smile, I could hear the anger that he was suppressing deep in his heart.
I felt a little embarrassed, so I smiled at Tao Tiansong. Seeing that he didn't react, I walked out of the door awkwardly.
Tao Tiansong did not follow him out, and the old Taoist priest was waiting not far away. I ran up to him and asked in a low voice: What happened just now? Have you found out who did it?
The surname is Du, the old Taoist said with certainty.
Ah? I remembered what happened to Senior Brother Du just now. What's going on?
Instead of me teaching him a lesson, I might as well do it myself. Although he spat out a mouthful of blood, it was just an internal injury, so he didn't need to suppress it. The old Taoist snorted coldly: Tao Tiansong is a bit scheming, if it weren't for his decent attitude...
I guess you can slap someone to death with one slap, and then you don’t need to wrap a bandage, just wrap it up and throw it in the pit to bury it. I muttered to myself.
But the Taoist's words made me understand the strange situation just now.
Is this the end of the matter? I asked.
If you feel wronged, I will help you. The old Taoist glanced at me.
I was stunned for a moment, then I smiled and waved my hands: No, no.
Go. The old Taoist priest raised his leg and took a step forward.
Where to go?
Go back to the house.
We returned to the house, and the old Taoist priest closed the door himself, then sat cross-legged on the bed to continue recuperating from his injuries.
I originally thought that a bunch of people would come knocking on the door, yelling that they wanted to beat our heads bald and plant a row of gourds on them. But until the evening, there was still no movement outside the room.
The old Taoist priest opened his eyes at around seven o'clock, took a long breath, and seemed very satisfied with his progress. He said: The injuries have recovered by 60%, and it will be almost fine tomorrow.
I sat next to him and asked with some concern: You made such a fuss at noon, why are we here...
If Tao Tiansong wants to change the method, we are safe. If he gets dizzy... The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves slightly: Then I will help them wake up.
The old Taoist priest’s sobriety usually involves knocking people unconscious first, then making them submit. If they still don’t submit, he will kill them. Anyway, he is like a farmer who raises chickens. He goes to the chicken pen with some chicken feed and asks those roosters who are full of vigor and vitality if they want to eat. If they don’t want to eat, he will slap them on the head. If they still don’t want to eat, he will slap them again. If they still don’t want to eat, he will pluck their feathers and stew them.
The old Taoist may sound a bit cruel, but in fact, in the circle of practitioners, the truth can be discussed, but in the end, it is still about the power of Tao. Power and force are in the hands of a few people. And the truth is usually in the hands of the majority of the weak.
Actually, I was afraid that you would get into a fight with the mother and daughter. After all...
She is sensible and will not be partial. The old Taoist interrupted my worries: My five elements veins cannot be insulted. If someone wants to insult me, they have to step over my body.
The old Taoist priest suddenly turned his head and looked at you: And you, the Eight Ropes, need this even more. Because the Eight Ropes, Chengtian, and Qiankun, are the Eight Ropes of Beidou Taishan.
The Taoist priest praised Ba Suo to the sky, but to me, it doesn't matter whether Ba Suo's name is light or heavy. Of course, this doesn't mean that I don't have a sense of honor. If someone says Ba Suo is a pile of shit in front of me, I will definitely beat him to death. If the opponent is stronger than me, like the Taoist priest... Chairman Mao and Xiao Shenyang both said, if you can beat him, beat him, if you can't beat him, run away!
It was dark and my stomach was growling. The old Taoist priest got off the bed and planned to take me to the dining hall.
This is what I admire most about him, no matter how he beats someone, he will still eat what he deserves. For the old Taoist, this is natural, because Du Shengmai still has something to ask of him.
However, thinking about the bad fight I had with Du Shengmai during the day, I couldn't bear to eat him again. I took a few buns from the Taoist's sleeve and filled them with some water.
After that, we rested all night without talking.
The next morning, the old Taoist priest and I went to the canteen again. I was very nervous and felt awkward along the way.
In the dining hall, almost everyone from the Du Sheng sect had finished eating, and a few young men were clearing up the dishes.
When he saw the old Taoist and I come in, Tao Tiansong said without waiting for the young men to speak: "Give us two bowls of rice and some side dishes, and I will have a few drinks with you, the master."
Tao Tiansong smiled as he spoke, as if he had completely forgotten the unpleasantness that had occurred before. The more he did this, the more suspicious I became.
Why drink alcohol so early in the morning? Are you trying to poison me?
The old Taoist priest sat on a chair, waiting for the food and wine to come, and drank a cup with Tao Tiansong in a very ordinary way. I watched him take a sip of wine and couldn't help swallowing my saliva. This old man is too bold.
Seeing that I didn't move my chopsticks, the old Taoist glanced at me and said: Why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry?
I am so worried. If I eat it, I am afraid of being poisoned. If I don't eat it, I am afraid of being ashamed to death. I may even starve to death.
The pockets of his clothes moved a few times, and Mr. Jiao, who had awakened from his hibernation, climbed up the arm onto the table, took a bite of the fat, and swallowed it up with his neck tilted back.
After eating, it rubbed its head on my clothes and then went back into my pocket.
This guy, used my clothes as tissues?
Tao Tiansong laughed and said: This little thing is interesting, not bad, not bad, hahaha.
The laughter eased the tense atmosphere. Anyway, with the old Taoist next to me, I shouldn't die even if I'm poisoned. I gritted my teeth, stretched out my hand, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat voraciously.
The old Taoist priest ate very little and mostly drank with Tao Tiansong.
The two drank glass after glass without saying anything, as if wine represented everything between them.
After two pots of wine were finished, Tao Tiansong suddenly said: I got a piece of news this morning that the Wei family changed hands overnight. Someone regained control of the top-level bronze-armored corpse and killed the previous head of the family.
This news was surprising. How could such a big Wei family change its owner overnight? Moreover, the top-level bronze armored corpse was extremely powerful, so it was not so easy to change the corpse refiner.
The old Taoist priest didn't say anything, so Tao Tiansong continued: Most of the Wei family members were killed or injured overnight, and there are only a few left. It is said that they have abandoned their old house and left the forest.
Thinking back to the three Heavenly Corpse Veins, any one of them would be a great success, but now they have all disappeared. The Wei Family, such a big family, is now in disarray. What a mess this world is... Tao Tiansong shook his head.
The old Taoist priest looked up at him: What do you want to say.
Tao Tiansong chuckled, played with the wine glass in his hand, and said: I heard that in Mingzhu Peak, the three Tianshi veins and the Zhou family found several immortal fruits that can revive the dead and make people ascend to heaven in broad daylight.
There are fruits, but I don’t know whether they are effective, the old Taoist priest replied.
And I also heard that one of them was taken away by Gamu, a disciple abandoned by the Wei family decades ago, and its whereabouts are still unknown. Tao Tiansong continued.
The old Taoist priest had a calm expression and asked: Do you want to rob?
Gamu is a member of the Wei family. It is said that he defected from the Wei family because he had a falling out with his family. Now the Wei family has changed its master overnight. Who is this master? Tao Tiansong asked a question, but he answered it himself: Even if it is not Gamu, it must be someone related to him. The Wei family... is now a phoenix without feathers, a stray dog in the water. I am afraid that even if they move out of the old house, they will not be at peace.
You know a lot. The old Taoist priest looked directly at Tao Tiansong: But with the top-level bronze-armored corpse here, it may not be easy for ordinary people to snatch it. You are the only one who can't do it.
The old Taoist priest's words were very straightforward. Tao Tiansong laughed: This is the truth. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. My only pulse is indeed not good. I just asked casually. Don't blame me, Taoist friend. I know that you have a close relationship with Gamu, so naturally you won't have any intention of attacking him.
Although Tao Tiansong said this, I felt that he might really try to steal the fairy fruit.
