Bu Feifan took out the tag with his name engraved on it and showed it to everyone.
Feng Wuyin was stunned when he saw the tag. This tag clearly had nothing to do with the South Sect. He also recognized this tag. It was a pretty item from an organization that used to be quite famous.
This organization had also participated in the cleansing of the South Sect. Rumor had it that this organization was destroyed by the South Sect.
When Feng Wuyin took the tag, his hand trembled slightly. He became agitated again. The part where the name and date of birth were engraved on the tag was clearly thinner than the edge. There was only one possibility. The engraved part had been smoothed out, and new words had been engraved on it!
How difficult was it for Qiu Luofeng to slowly climb up from someone who had nothing to do with the South Sect to the leader of the South Sect? The South Sect had existed for so long. There were many deep-rooted aristocratic family members, and none of them were weak.
However, in the end, the South Sect fell into the hands of an "outsider" like Qiu Luofeng. This clearly showed that Qiu Luofeng's ability and methods were not something an ordinary person could compare to.
Qiu Luofeng had the ability to go against aristocratic family members and climb to the peak of the South Sect's power. He was scheming and shrewd. These were all necessary conditions.
How could such a smart person allow his son to fall into danger with the South Sect?
If Feng Wuyin's guess was correct, Qiu Luofeng must have gotten the tag from this destroyed organization. Then, he erased the words on the tag, engraved his son's name, and hung it around his neck.
This way, he could save his son's life by pushing him out of the South Sect.
This was probably the only way Qiu Luofeng could save his son.
Because at that time, Qiu Luofeng was certain that the South Sect would not survive. No matter how powerful an organization was, if the entire underground world wanted to control and annihilate them, it meant that they would not be able to escape no matter how powerful they were.
This was like the heavens wanting to destroy him. What could he use to resist?
There was no way to resist at all!
Under such circumstances, protecting his bloodline was the only thing Qiu Luofeng could do. This was probably why Bu Feifan said that he was just a child begging on the street.
After the South Sect was destroyed, no one could take care of him. It was a cleansing that involved all nine generations. It was good enough that he was still alive.
Moreover, Qiu Luofeng had even given him such a tag to conceal his identity for the safety of his bloodline.
Nowadays, there was obviously a very realistic thing that existed between the various organizations in the world. When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. There were many real-life events that went from being bustling like a marketplace to not being cared about. This was very realistic.
Bu Feifan was wearing the tag of a destroyed organization. Even if someone recognized him, they wouldn't help him because there was no value or benefit to speak of.
That was why Bu Feifan was reduced to begging on the streets when he was young. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to meet Ye Fala. That was the turning point in Bu Feifan's life. If he hadn't met Ye Fala, it was hard to say what he would have become.
It was impossible for a beggar on the street to achieve anything with his own ability. After all, whether it was knowledge, temperament, the overall situation, or the past, the street gangsters were very weak. They could not make a big scene at all.
Therefore, Ye Fala changed Bu Feifan's life and gave Bu Feifan a new starting point. As for what happened after that, it was all a coincidence.
If Ye Fala hadn't brought Bu Feifan home, Xu Yun wouldn't have been able to come into contact with him. Everything was fate and coincidence. It was as if everything was destined to happen.
"You're definitely not the owner of this tag." Feng Wuyin shook his head. "With this unfinished tattoo, I can prove who you are."
"Don't joke with me." Bu Feifan refused to admit it. "There are many repetitive tattoo patterns in the tattoo shop. Could it be that the same tattoo belongs to the same bloodline? Are the gangsters behind the Second Master Guan all relatives of the same family? "
Feng Wuyin suddenly raised his head and saw Huangfu Guo. He was stunned for a moment. Ever since they entered the underground world, Huangfu Guo seemed to have disappeared. No one on any floor had seen him.
The people on the fifth floor thought that he had stayed on the fifth floor, and the people on the fifth floor thought that he had gone to the fifth floor. Because the atmosphere was too tense, no one noticed his whereabouts. Everyone's attention was on the matter in front of them, so it was normal for no one to notice his situation.
Actually, Huangfu Guo had a motive. During the period when he disappeared, he took the blood samples of a few undying guards. He suspected that the undying guards of these people were controlled by some kind of medicine, so his curiosity made him want to conduct some on-site research.
However, in the end, he didn't get the results. These undying guards had nothing to do with medicine.
Huangfu Guo's obsession with medicine was quite high. He understood the history of medicine. Generations of Chinese medicine doctors would often use one medicine when saving critically ill patients, and that was ginseng.
30 grams of wild ginseng and its juice could be taken quickly. It could greatly replenish one's vitality, stabilize one's Yang, and bring the dead back to life. Ginseng was famous in ancient times. Firstly, it looked like a human's head, hands, feet, and limbs. Secondly, it grew slowly.
However, bringing the dead back to life was an exaggeration. There was no way for a dead person to come back to life. But since Huangfu Guo saw someone who could truly bring the dead back to life, he wanted to know what medicine could do this.
Was it yellow quail?
Huangfu Guo had this suspicion in the beginning. In the countryside, this kind of weed was often seen in the gutters. It was called yellow quail, and some people called it the Resurrection Grass.
In fact, it was an annual or biennial herb that grew on hillsides, roadsides, forest edges, and wilderness. It could be found all over Hua Xia.
The yellow quail's flower looked like a wild chrysanthemum from afar, but it was very similar to a dandelion's flower. Furthermore, it would turn into a fluffy seed like a dandelion. Therefore, it was often mistaken for a dandelion, and it was called the Resurrection Grass because of a folk legend.
Legend had it that yellow quail wouldn't die under the scorching sun, and it would even emit light at night. There was also a saying that eating it could bring the dead back to life.
Huangfu Guo had studied this herb, but it wasn't as magical as the legend said.
The yellow quail was called the Resurrection Grass because of the herb's ability to survive. Even if it was about to be dried in the ground, it could come back to life as long as it came in contact with water. If one picked a bud today, it would be able to sprout a new bud tomorrow. It was because of its extremely strong vitality!
However, after seeing the Undying Guard today, Huangfu Guo wondered if his research direction was wrong. Could it be that the yellow quail could not only treat herpes zoster and laryngitis? Could it really have a hidden effect in the legends?
After studying the Undying Guard's situation, Huangfu Guo finally gave up. They didn't rely on medicine to bring the dead back to life.
After Huangfu Guo solved his doubts, the situation developed to this point.
Feng Wuyin saw Huangfu Guo and felt that he had a way to solve this problem. "Is there any way to solve it?"
"You should ask Wu Qiuzi about this. Maybe she has some indigenous recipe." Huangfu Guo shook his head. He couldn't solve this matter.
Wu Qiuzi also shook her head. "It's right to believe in science for this kind of thing. However … I think anyone with common sense should be able to tell that the pattern of this tattoo is definitely not from a tattoo shop. Moreover, this was obviously done when he was very young, so … "
"Don't talk nonsense." Bu Feifan glared at Wu Qiuzi. He didn't want to be involved with this Feng Wuhen! This bastard was a heinous person!
"Whether you believe it or not, you must be a member of our Feng family …" Feng Wuhen didn't care if Bu Feifan admitted it or not. If it was really him, he would be satisfied with his current situation and could leave in peace.
Bu Feifan himself had already fallen into doubt.
This was because he remembered that after he became sensible, Ye Fala had once told him that his tattoo must have a great background. This type of tattoo represented a family inheritance and had a family totem in it. However, Ye Fala couldn't tell what family's totem culture this was.
Therefore, Bu Feifan had never paid attention to it.
Now that they were talking about this issue, Bu Feifan recalled what Ye Fala had said. This made him even more shocked by this fact.
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