Measure Heaven River.
Outside the dilapidated courtyard, Lu Zhou and the others slowly made their way over.
Ding Fanqiu's two disciples raised their hands and released a gale to open the courtyard's door.
Everyone walked in slowly.
"Master, this is the meeting place. Since you've come personally today, they wouldn't dare to slight you. "
Ding Fanqiu nodded.
The two disciples hurriedly found a chair in the simple house and placed it in the courtyard.
When Little Yuan 'er saw this, she said, "Grandpa, I'll go look for him."
After Little Yuan 'er left, Ding Fanqiu said indifferently, "Do you know why I didn't make things difficult for you?"
"Oh?"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and remained silent.
Ding Fanqiu spoke indifferently, "If that's the case, then that little girl will definitely hold a grudge against me."
Sure enough, he coveted Little Yuan 'er.
Based on their conversation, Lu Zhou knew there was something fishy going on. He remained silent.
Ding Fanqiu merely glanced at Lu Zhou indifferently before looking outside.
The disciples thought Lu Zhou was scared out of his wits. They shook their heads.
Little Yuan 'er found a chair, wiped it clean, and placed it behind Lu Zhou.
Not long after he sat down, he heard footsteps coming from outside.
It seemed like there was more than one person.
"He's here."
The Far Door opened.
Several soldiers walked in at the same time.
Every two soldiers carried a box, and there were about five or six boxes.
There was a strange smell coming from the box. It was a rotten smell.
After putting down the box, the leading officer cupped his hands and said, "This was salvaged today …"
"That's all?"
"There's an order from the palace. The corpses that have been fished out are not to be moved. From tomorrow onwards, our deal will be terminated, "the leading officer said.
"It's too late to stop now," Ding Fanqiu said as he waved his hand.
"How dare you!"
"There's nothing the Evil Sky Pavilion is afraid of!"
The three disciples behind him drew their swords and dodged.
He entered the group of soldiers.
Lu Zhou retreated calmly.
The three Divine Court realm cultivators were like wolves that had entered a flock of sheep.
One by one, the soldiers fell to the ground, and not a single one was left alive.
After killing them all.
Ding Fanqiu stood up slowly with his hands on his back. When he saw Lu Zhou's calm expression, he said, "Old householder, you're courageous and insightful. I've misjudged you."
Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he glanced at the corpses and the boxes.
Little Yuan 'er asked, "What's inside?"
"Bones, human bones …"
Little Yuan 'er took a step back in disgust.
She was not even afraid of the dead.
However, this thing was fished out from the river and put into the box. How could people not dislike it?
Ding Fanqiu walked up to one of the boxes. With a flick of his sleeve, he destroyed the lid with a blast of energy.
Lu Zhou looked at the box.
These bones …
It was a little weird.
It was slightly transparent, like a glass of low purity, or like a white jade with a cloudy color …
Bai people?
Lu Zhou traced his memories and recognized the origin of these bones. From this, it could be seen that those who had sunk into the river were the villagers of Fish Dragon Village, Ye Tianxin's clansmen!
Then..,
Why would the palace send people to fish out the corpses?
Ding Fanqiu and the others rummaged through all the boxes and shook their heads. It seemed like they did not find what they were looking for.
It was obvious that the corpses of the Bai people were useless.
Lu Zhou asked calmly, "What's the purpose of these bones?"
"Old benefactor, there are some things that it is better for you not to know," Ding Fanqiu's disciple said.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly and said, "The Evil Sky Pavilion is worried as well?"
"This has always been how the Evil Sky Pavilion does things."
When Little Yuan 'er heard that, she muttered, "If that's not the case, I wouldn't know … In any case, there's a huge gap between them."
When the disciples heard that, they were unhappy.
Ding Fanqiu waved his hand and reprimanded the three disciples, "Enough!"
The three of them did not dare to bicker with her anymore.
He wondered why Ding Fanqiu was so protective of this little girl.
Ding Fanqiu said, "Take off your waist tag."
"Yes."
He saw the waist tag.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly and said, "Why don't I broaden my horizons as well?"
"Grandpa, I want to go too …" Little Yuan 'er said excitedly. She loved this kind of thing.
Of course, he had to bring Little Yuan 'er along.
Little Yuan 'er was enough to keep an eye on all the Divine Court realm cultivators.
Ding Fanqiu looked at Lu Zhou and said, "There are many witchcraft traps near the corpses. Aren't you afraid?"
Obviously, this was not their first time here.
He was very familiar with everything here.
"There's nothing in this world that my grandfather is afraid of," Little Yuan 'er said, waving her little fist.
Ding Fanqiu looked at Little Yuan 'er with a look of approval in his eyes.
'That's what I want.
It's best if something happens to her. I can't blame anyone else. '
Ding Fanqiu removed his waist tag.
The two male disciples changed their clothes as well.
They left the dilapidated courtyard and made their way to the corpses at the port.
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About a quarter of an hour later.
The others saw the port that had been built.
Apart from some boats that were used to salvage the corpses, there were no other large ships that carried goods.
There were also some soldiers patrolling the area.
Ding Fanqiu was familiar with the place.
When he arrived at the entrance, he saw two soldiers with spears standing in his way.
"Unauthorized personnel are not allowed in."
Ding Fanqiu's disciple took out his waist tag.
"Those at the back …"
"Make an exception."
He shoved some silver into the disciple's mouth.
Everything went smoothly.
If they were only fishing corpses one day, it would have been difficult for them to get in through the back door. However, these people had been doing this for ten years. Even they did not know what they were fishing for or what they were doing.
Rocks, rotten fish, rotten prawns … Everything was taken away.
The cycle repeated itself until they were numb to it.
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Little Yuan 'er muttered, "Why aren't they killing their way in? It's so complicated. "
The girl who was defeated by Little Yuan 'er turned to look at Little Yuan' er and said, "There's a powerful witchcraft trap here. Someone's controlling it."
"Oh," Little Yuan 'er said, "I still don't get it."
They sped along the way at a fast pace.
Clearly, this was not their first time here.
"The warehouse is up ahead …"
They avoided the soldiers.
They went around the buildings.
They were about to enter the warehouse.
Ding Fanqiu raised his hand. "Stop."
His voice was deep and powerful.
It seemed like he had discovered something.
He bent down and looked at the patterns on the ground.
"There's a witchcraft cultivator here."
Lu Zhou's gaze fell on the patterns on the ground. Indeed, it was fresh soil.
Someone had set a trap here.
Witchcraft was about the right time, place, and people. The spellcaster would use the power of the outside world to attack or pray for the target.
Ding Fanqiu turned to look at Lu Zhou and said, "Old householder, take care." Then, he shifted the topic to Little Yuan 'er and said, "Little girl, if you're afraid, come closer to me."
Little Yuan 'er hugged Lu Zhou's arm and said, "I'm not afraid!"
"Let's go."
They walked around the trap and arrived at the huge warehouse.
How could the door of the warehouse stop cultivators?
They raised their hands slightly, and the lock was unlocked.
The instant the door opened …
Lu Zhou frowned.
The warehouse was dozens of feet long.
Boxes were placed neatly inside the huge warehouse. They were stacked on top of each other.
On the other side of the warehouse were piles of bones.
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