Seeing Nanfeng frowning and saying nothing, the fat man put away the scripture and came over, "What's going on?"
Nanfeng showed the fragments of the wine jar to the fat man. The fat man looked at them for a long time without seeing the door, "What did you want me to see?"
Nanfeng didn't answer and threw the fragments aside casually. The matter was still unclear at this time, and letting Fatty know would only add to his worries.
When Tian Yuanzi was alive, he took Nanfeng to see ghosts. Nanfeng knew that ghosts were not scary, and what happened before was not caused by ghosts. But the fat man didn't know this. He was very afraid of ghosts and kept adding wood to the fire, fearing that the surroundings would fall into darkness when the bonfire went out.
The fat man looked at the fire, while Nanfeng lay thinking about something. What he was thinking about was the origin of the master who stopped him from drinking. If it was Tianqizi and others, there was no need to hide their whereabouts, they could just show up.
At present, the most likely person is the person sent by the two elders of the Xuan generation to follow him. Before he left the mountain, he threatened the other party that if he died, someone else would make the Taixuan Sutra public. The other party may be worried that he would die from the medicine. Himself, that's why he broke the wine jar.
However, if you think about it carefully, this possibility is not very high, because after taking the decoction and drinking water, you may have adverse reactions, but it may not lead to death. The other party is afraid that he will die, not that he will suffer, nor will he be afraid of it. It is necessary to take the risk of exposing his whereabouts to be so caring to him.
When he was thinking hard to no avail, Nanfeng looked at the fragments of the wine jar again, suddenly remembered something, and sat up suddenly.
Nanfeng stood up suddenly, startling the fat man, "What are you doing, pretending to be a corpse?"
Nanfeng didn't answer and lay down again.
"Lao Liu, are you okay?" Fatty asked nervously.
"It's okay, I just remembered something." Nanfeng replied casually.
"What?" Fatty asked.
Nanfeng stopped answering. The fragments of the wine jar reminded him of an incident that happened that day in Taiqing Mountain. That night, when he came out of Lingyanzi's residence, he accidentally spotted a figure. The figure missed him. A porcelain bottle was broken.
The man went to Tianqizi's residence, naturally to place the medicine bottle to mislead him and make him think that Tianqizi had come back. It is not yet known who this person is, but one thing is certain, that is, this person must be involved in this matter. A high-ranking person, no matter how bad he is, should be a mage. A person with good cultivation is very stable and unlikely to drop a porcelain vase.
Furthermore, the time when this person accidentally broke the medicine bottle was too coincidental. He only discovered the figure that day when he heard the sound of the medicine bottle breaking. If the person had broken the medicine bottle later, he would have walked onto the road. I bumped into each other.
Also, why did that person fail in that place when he had not failed elsewhere, and why did he happen to see it
If you think about it carefully, what happened that day may not have been an accident. It was probably someone hiding in the dark, seizing the opportunity, and using some method at the right time to make the black shadow drop a medicine bottle.
What happened just now is very similar to what happened that day. There are similarities and similarities. If this is true, this person must be an extremely powerful master, because the place where the incident happened is Taiqing Mountain. There are many purple energy masters on the mountain. This person is here. It is extremely difficult to hide one's whereabouts on the mountain. Unless the person's cultivation level is better than those of the purple energy masters on the mountain, it is possible to hibernate and hide on the mountain.
"Lao Liu, listen, there seems to be movement." The fat man came over nervously.
Nanfeng casually took a piece of pottery and threw it towards the corner, scaring out a skinny mouse.
Seeing that the thing that had caused him a false alarm was just a mouse, the fat man was a little annoyed. He grabbed a piece of broken brick and was about to throw it, but he didn't really throw it out. He raised his hand and put it down, "When you meet a poor monk, it's Your destiny, let you go."
Nanfeng was annoyed by the fat man's nervousness, so he got up and walked outside the house, came to the east window and looked inside.
After looking at it, I felt that the angle from the window did not break the wine jar, so I turned back and looked south. The shabby house where the two were currently located was located in the mountains. There were no other buildings around it, except for a big tree twenty steps southeast of the house.
The big tree was a locust tree, several feet tall and short. Since it was early spring, the big tree had not yet grown leaves, so no one could be seen on the tree.
After looking at it, Nanfeng returned to the room.
"This used to be a villa for a wealthy family. Later, it was attacked by bandits and the master and servants lost their lives, so it was abandoned." The fat man said.
"Well," Nanfeng nodded, "Don't be suspicious, it's getting late, go to bed early."
The fat man responded, took out the scripture, and lay down with his pillow.
Nanfeng was injured and felt groggy. He fell asleep quickly after lying down.
The next morning, Nanfeng got up. Although his body was still aching, his mind was much clearer. While the fat man was cooking, Nanfeng left the house, walked to the locust tree, stretched his arms, and climbed up the tree.
The locust tree was very big and had many branches, but there were not many places suitable for people to stand. Soon Nanfeng found traces of trampling on a tree. It had just rained not long ago and the ground was wet. There was a small amount of soil on the tree where the person was standing.
Looking towards the dilapidated house from the dirt-covered area, I could just see the situation inside the house through the east window.
"What are you doing? You don't have to climb that high to hang yourself." The fat man shouted from the door.
"Let me take a look at the surrounding situation." Nanfeng responded casually.
"Can't people live here?" The fat man thought Nan Feng was looking at Feng Shui.
"It's okay, pretty good." Nanfeng replied. In fact, he didn't know anything about Feng Shui at all. He said this just to reassure Fatty, so that Fatty wouldn't always be suspicious and live in a restless place.
Except for a little bit of mud, there were no clues on the trees. Nanfeng carefully went down to the ground and returned to the broken house.
By this time, it had been confirmed that someone was secretly protecting him. This person might have been following him and Fatty, and knew everything about their actions. He even knew exactly what medicine Fatty had caught.
When he was in the Taiqing Sect, two very important things happened. The first was that he met the old beggar who was burning cassava by the roadside with a jade flute. From this, he got clues and discovered Lingyanzi and others. The truth that deceived him.
Another thing was that the man accidentally broke the porcelain vase. He followed the clues and guessed that something had happened to Tianqizi, so he changed his mind and fled the Taiqing Sect.
Thinking about it now, these two things happened too coincidental. Maybe both things were done by the person who secretly protected him. The purpose was to remind him that danger was approaching and he should escape early.
"Why are you so distracted? What are you thinking about?" The fat man brought rice porridge over.
"Let's live here for a while. We are always on the road and have nowhere to go. We are just walking around blindly." Nanfeng said. Those who practice Taoism and martial arts will only leave their masters and travel in the mountains after they have achieved success in their studies. However, the two of them now don't even have a scratch of martial arts. Not only can they not fight against the strong and help the weak, they can't even protect themselves when they are in danger.
"It's up to you." The fat man continued to eat porridge from a jar as before.
While eating, Nanfeng was still thinking about the previous problem. The first thing he thought of was the old beggar. But after thinking about it, he felt that the person hiding in the dark could not be the old beggar, because the old beggar was not only filthy and slovenly, but also sane. Too complete.
"Are you okay?" the fat man asked. Nan Feng has been worried since last night. He grew up with Nan Feng, so he can naturally tell that Nan Feng is not normal.
Nanfeng tilted his head and glanced at the fat man, then changed the subject, "How far is it from the county seat?"
"It's not very far, what's wrong?" the fat man asked.
"That's it. It's more convenient to buy rice." Nanfeng said.
In this way, the fat man thought that Nanfeng was thinking about living here for a long time, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Nanfeng didn't think much about it. There was a reason why the other party didn't show up. No matter what, it was a good thing to have someone secretly protecting him, but that person didn't seem to take care of him in every detail. He had been hurt before. After being beaten into unconsciousness, the man did not intervene.
Determined to stay here permanently, the fat man went to the county town to buy various things after breakfast. Nan Feng cleaned up the dilapidated house, repairing what needed to be repaired and blocking what needed to be blocked. Then he sat down in the corner, calmed down, and meditated.
When he was in the Taiqing Sect, he had learned the basic method of Qi training from Cao Meng. There were nine levels of Qi training. There was no trickery in the first six levels. He could only do it slowly and step by step.
As for martial arts, one cannot rely on the Taixuan Sutra. It is extremely difficult to comprehend advanced martial arts from the Taixuan Sutra. He is a new Taoist and has no one to guide him. I am afraid it will be difficult for him to understand and gain anything. For the time being, he will practice that A brief introduction to Five Elements Boxing, lay the foundation first, and then look for other things...