"Whether you should hate me or not, it's not up to me to decide. Time will tell!"
This was the answer Niu Youdao gave her.
After that, Niu Youdao had someone call Feng Entai over to Guan Fangyi's study and invited him to the map.
"Return to Green Mountain County?" Feng Entai was surprised and shocked. "We haven't even settled the matter of the warhorses. Are we going back just like that?"
Niu Youdao shook his head. "Not us, but you. Your Heavenly Jade Clan's disciples should return first. I will handle the matter of the warhorses."
Feng Entai's expression turned serious. "How can I do that? We are brothers. As your big brother, how can I throw the burden of this matter to you?!"
He was only saying this out of politeness. If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to waste time like this.
Niu Youdao said, "Big Brother, you said it before. You will listen to my orders regarding the warhorses!"
"This …" Feng Entai hesitated and asked suspiciously, "What are you going to do if you stay here?"
"Don't ask. You guys leave first. You have to leave quietly and keep it a secret …" Niu Youdao carefully instructed.
Feng Entai couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, but the initiative was in the other party's hands. He couldn't change his mind. Moreover, he didn't need to do anything other than let them return to Green Mountain County. In the end, he agreed.
After Feng Entai left, Niu Youdao stood in front of the map and stared at it silently.
Only he knew that Wei Chu's death was an attempt by the Waning Moon Pavilion to lure him out of the capital. Once he left, it wouldn't be a matter of whether Linghu Qiu wanted to kill him, but the Waning Moon Pavilion would definitely kill him along the way. He couldn't let the Waning Moon Pavilion know where he was going.
The Heavenly Jade Clan's disciples were only used as a decoy.
Once the Waning Moon Pavilion found out that he had left the capital, they would definitely launch a full-scale search. He didn't know how powerful the Waning Moon Pavilion was in the Qi Kingdom, nor did he know if the Heavenly Jade School disciples led by Feng Entai would be able to evade the Waning Moon Pavilion's search. After all, such a large group of people would easily attract attention, even though he had warned Feng Entai to disguise himself and leave quietly.
Even if the Waning Moon Pavilion didn't find the Heavenly Jade Clan's disciples, he would still expose Feng Entai's whereabouts. He had to divert the attention of the Waning Moon Pavilion so that they could concentrate their forces in Qi to hunt Feng Entai's group. This would greatly reduce his own pressure and risk, buying time for him to escape.
He knew that this was no different from sending the Heavenly Jade School's disciples to their deaths, and it was no different from sending Feng Entai to his death.
Niu Youdao knew very well that it was impossible for everyone to leave unscathed when facing a colossus like the Waning Moon Pavilion. Some of them would inevitably fall into eternal slumber within the borders of the Kingdom of Qi. It was a difficult decision to choose who to sacrifice.
Ghost Mother still needed Guan Fangyi's help. Guan Fangyi would be the first to object to sacrificing the people of Fufang Garden.
Black Peony, Gongsun Bu and the others, as well as the disciples of the Celestial Retaining Sect, Fuyun Sect, and Lingxiu Mountain, had all left this place. Moreover, they were all on his side. Thus, it didn't seem difficult to choose who to sacrifice first.
In the Fufang Garden, the disciples of the Heavenly Jade School were quickly retreating. They disguised themselves and quietly left the Fufang Garden.
The members of Fufang Garden were also retreating in batches. After disguising themselves, they left through Guan Fangyi's secret tunnel. Many members of Fufang Garden only now knew that Fufang Garden actually had such a secret tunnel.
On the other hand, Niu Youdao and Guan Fangyi were having fun in Beijing to distract everyone's attention for the evacuation …
The Pitted Yin Mountain was a forbidden area for the grassland herdsmen.
There was no way to graze here. For some reason, it was covered by dark clouds all year round. Lightning flashed through the dark clouds all year round. Occasionally, a bolt of lightning would suddenly fall on the jagged, bony mountain rocks, echoing in the valley.
There was little sunlight, and not even a blade of grass grew here. How could they graze here?
The bony, strange, and gloomy hinterland spewed out gloomy Qi all year round, converging into the dark clouds in the sky. The place where the Yin Qi spewed out was like a giant funnel on the ground. The terrain of the funnel was complicated. It was uncertain if the paths up and down could be considered roads, but they led to all kinds of grotesquely shaped gloomy caves of various sizes.
A thunderstorm caused the surrounding rainwater to flow into the center of the funnel and into the underground river.
A ghost cultivator with a pale face was steering the boat on the keel of a giant beast. Old Eighth stood in the middle, looking around. It was his first time coming here.
He had waited near the Pitting Yin Mountain for a long time. When he received the message from Fufang Garden, he immediately rushed over.
From time to time, glossy green will-o '-the-wisps would appear in the surroundings, forming pairs of reflections in the water.
There were also ghosts that had yet to mature. They floated around, waved their sleeves, danced, and sang faintly, as if they were weeping and complaining.
The droplets of water from the bamboo shoots above smashed into the water. The tinkling sound was clear and penetrating, as if it had a mysterious force that could knock on one's soul.
The white bone boat docked. A ghost cultivator climbed up the stairs and invited Old Eighth to follow him.
On both sides of the long stairs, bronze furnaces flickered with flames. They were arranged in pairs, leading straight to the mouth of the black skeleton above.
The guide stopped outside the huge mouth of the skeleton. Only Old Eighth continued forward and entered an underground palace.
After a period of darkness, glossy green flames appeared in front of him. When he reached the end, he found himself in a palace hall.
There were nine furnaces in the palace hall, four on each side. The biggest furnace in the middle was burning with glossy green will-o '-the-wisps, covering everything in the palace hall in a strange green light. The green light had a strong penetrative power, making it difficult to see the carvings on the surrounding walls.
Old Eighth stopped in the palace hall and looked around slowly. There was no one in sight.
"Zhang Xingrui couldn't have sent someone to deliver a letter. Tell me, who sent you here?"
A woman's voice echoed in the palace hall. There was a sense of superiority in her cold tone.
Old Eighth quickly turned around, but he still couldn't see anyone. He didn't know where the voice came from either.
Old Eighth looked around and replied, "Ghost Mother is wise. It was indeed not Zhang Xingrui who asked me to deliver a letter. It was someone else who asked me to deliver a letter. The other party said that Ghost Mother lives in seclusion and doesn't meet people easily. I can only meet Ghost Mother if I mention Zhang Xingrui. Here is the letter! "He took out the letter from his chest and presented it with both hands.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind surged in the palace hall. The glossy green will-o '-the-wisps in the furnaces surged and turned into eight glossy green fire dragons, hitting the Supreme Flame in the middle. The will-o '-the-wisps in the middle immediately spewed out and drowned the Supreme Flame. They expanded outwards and approached Old Eighth, forcing him to take a few steps back quickly.
Amidst the flames, a cold-looking woman in black walked out of the Supreme Flame. She walked in the raging green flames as if she was walking down the stairs. She walked slowly to Old Eighth.
The woman in black stopped. The green will-o '-the-wisps shrunk rapidly and the woman's shoulder-length hair fluttered.
The will-o '-the-wisps in the nine Supreme Flame returned to their original state. The woman's fluttering long hair also fell gently.
The woman in black was beautiful and cold. She was tall and graceful. Her skin was whiter than snow. She stretched out her slender fingers and pointed her long nails at Old Eighth's forehead. She slowly slid it down to his cheek.
Her fingertips were cold. Old Eighth felt like a piece of ice sliding on his face.
She retracted her fingertips from Old Eighth's face and slowly pointed at the letter. She pinched it and plucked it out of Old Eighth's hand.
The woman in black slowly opened the letter in her hand and looked at it. She looked at it expressionlessly. There was no change of emotion on her face. However, her eyes gradually emitted a green light, showing the anger in her heart.
Whoosh!
The hollow wind sounded again in the palace hall. The will-o '-the-wisps in the surrounding Supreme Flame surged again and turned into eight fire dragons that shot at Old Eighth.
Old Eighth waved his arms and used Dharma Shield.
Boom! In the collision of the will-o '-the-wisps, the green flame trapped an invisible ball and burned it.
Old Eighth could feel that his Dharma Shield was being rapidly consumed by the will-o '-the-wisps. The protective space was shrinking rapidly. He could not help but say anxiously, "They won't kill Zhang Xingrui even if you kill me. If I can't go back alive, they will only cut off the arms of Zhang Xingrui's family of four!"
The woman in black's long hair fluttered. She was furious. The letter in her hand had already turned into ashes in the green flame. She casually pulled out a green crystal-like spear from the green flame and stabbed it with a swoosh.
Boom! Old Eighth's Dharma Shield collapsed and the green flame exploded. He was sent flying with blood spurting out of his mouth. He fell to the ground and vomited blood, gasping for breath!
The terrifying sound of metal rubbing against each other was heard. The tip of the green spear dragged green sparks on the ground and finally landed on Old Eighth's heart.
Old Eighth, who was gasping for breath, looked at the woman in black who was expressionless but angry. He smiled and said, "A little warmth in the world. Zhang Xingrui, Zhang Xingrui's son, daughter, wife …"
On the bed, when the time was up, the restriction was automatically lifted. The couple who were guarding the exit of the secret passage for Guan Fangyi slowly woke up.
The man quickly ran out of the door and ran to the side of the stable. He saw that the exit of the secret passage had already returned to its original state. He could not see any clues.
He turned to look at the rising sun and realized that the night had already passed.
"Ah Shan," the woman in the house called out.
The man quickly ran back. The wife was holding a piece of paper and a bag of money in her hand.
The man took it and looked at it. The bag of money was filled with gold coins. There was a letter on the paper. It was a message from Guan Fangyi to the couple. The letter stated that the bag of gold coins was for the couple and suggested that they leave this place …
In the Prince of Jade's Residence, a maidservant opened a box and pushed it to the Princess of Jade who was wearing exquisite makeup.
In the box were the deeds of the house and the land, as well as a letter.
The Princess of Jade opened the letter. It was a letter from Niu Youdao. He asked her to sell Fufang Garden and transfer the money to Qingshan County through the bank …
In a courtyard not too far from Fufang Garden, Linghu Qiu also received a letter. When he opened it and read the contents, his expression gradually twitched.
The letter was also given to him by Niu Youdao. Niu Youdao said that he had returned to Qingshan County as per Niu Youdao's instructions. He said that the reason why he left without saying goodbye was that he was afraid that there would be danger on the road. He did not want to implicate Linghu Qiu and had already caused him enough trouble. As for the warhorse, Niu Youdao told him to act according to his capabilities. He would find a way to raise the killer's commission as soon as possible.
"I'll go to Fufang Garden to take a look!" Linghu Qiu threw the letter to Hong Xiu and Hong Fu and left quickly.
When he rushed to Fufang Garden, there was not even a guard at the entrance. The garden was very quiet.
"Third Brother! Big Brother! Third Brother … "Linghu Qiu looked around and shouted. When he reached the inner garden, his shouting stopped abruptly. He saw a burly man with his back facing him.
The man turned around slowly. He was cold and indifferent. From his clothes, he was a burly eunuch.
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