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Living in the hospital was truly unbearable, so after a while, I insisted on going home. Although my injury was quite severe, having been pierced through, with the powerful healing ability of Wood Heart, as long as I didn’t make any sudden movements and kept the wound from reopening, I should be fine.
Ruo Yu was followed closely by Carp Spirit, while Solemn was busy with work again. The responsibility of supporting me was handed over to Jian Jie and Hong Chou, who helped me by holding one of my arms as we got in and out of the car.
When we arrived at the front door, I noticed a person with greasy hair tied up in many braids, dressed in tattered clothes, hiding under the eaves and dozing off. Their long hair obscured their face.
Ruo Yu, unusually excited, ran over and knelt down, saying, “Master, what brings you here?”
Feng Daoist replied, “Get up quickly! A grown man kneeling like this—what kind of behavior is that!”
Ruo Yu hurriedly stood up and obediently stayed to the side. Carp Spirit, unable to stand it any longer, grabbed Feng Daoist by the beard and exclaimed, “You old man, don’t bully Ruo Yu!”
Feng Daoist was tugged so hard that he let out a huff. “Where did this little girl come from? So disrespectful! Don’t you know to respect your elders?”
When he looked up again, his face transformed into a warm smile like that of a kind old grandfather. I could tell he had something in mind when he smiled like that.
“Girl, have you come to pay your respects?” Feng Daoist asked enticingly.
I stepped forward with a smile and said, “Big Brother!”
Feng Daoist waved his hand at me dismissively, signaling that he was too busy to pay attention. He focused back on talking to Carp Spirit.
Seeing this made me speechless. I leaned closer to Feng Daoist’s ear and whispered, “Don’t worry! She’s not going anywhere!”
Feng Daoist raised an eyebrow in confusion and looked at me. “What do you mean?”
I pointed subtly at Ruo Yu and Carp Spirit. “Can’t you see? With her being so attached to Ruo Yu, she’ll eventually become part of your family!”
Feng Daoist suddenly understood and laughed heartily as he patted Ruo Yu on the shoulder. “You look a bit foolish; who knew you had such charm?”
Carp Spirit huffed protectively at Feng Daoist but was held back by Ruo Yu; otherwise, she would have gone after his beard again.
Feng Daoist chuckled and said, "Do you really like Ruo Yu?"
The Carp Spirit nodded. Feng Daoist continued, "Ruo Yu is my disciple. Would you like to become my disciple too, and then be with Ruo Yu?"
Upon hearing that she could be with Ruo Yu, the Carp Spirit shouted without hesitation, "Master!"
This delighted Feng Daoist, who laughed heartily. He then turned to Ruo Yu and said, "From now on, she will be your junior sister. You must not bully her. If anyone dares to bully her, you should teach them a lesson. Understand?"
Ruo Yu nodded and called out to the Carp Spirit, "Junior Sister."
Feng Daoist then asked, "Do you have a name?"
The Carp Spirit seemed confused about the meaning of a name and shook her head.
Feng Daoist said, "I named your senior brother. How about I give you a name too?"
He then pronounced, "Great Skill Ruo Zhuo, Great Wisdom Ruo Yu! From now on, you shall be called Ruo Zhuo!"
I finally found an opportunity to interject, "Congratulations, big brother! You've gained another good disciple!"
Feng Daoist waved his hand with a smile, his demeanor reminiscent of a leader waving to the people—full of authority. Noticing Jian Jie and Hong Chou beside me, he pulled me aside and whispered with a laugh, "You’re doing well! In such a short time, you've already found two sisters-in-law for me. Truly, people can be envious! Why is it that no one has taken a liking to me?"
I couldn't help but feel amused yet helpless at his words and decided not to explain further; it would only complicate things.
Feng Daoist casually pulled out two items from his pocket and handed them to Jian Jie and Hong Chou. "Two younger sisters! I came here in such a hurry that I didn’t bring any decent gifts. Please accept these trinkets. Don’t think too poorly of them."
I desperately gestured towards Jian Jie and Hong Chou, and thankfully, Hong Chou caught my hint and accepted the items with thanks.
Just as my eyes were about to cross from signaling so hard, Jian Jie finally accepted the gifts and asked, "Are you Feng Daoist, Xu Mingzhe’s senior?"
“Do you know me, Sister-in-law?” Feng Daoist asked with a hint of surprise.
Jian Jie shook her head with a smile. “I’ve only heard of your esteemed name.”
It was rare for Feng Daoist to visit today, especially after taking on a new disciple, so I quickly reserved a private room nearby.
Curious, I asked, “Elder Brother, what brings you to H City? How did you know my address?”
Feng Daoist was busy gnawing on a chicken leg, his mouth greasy and a cup of wine in hand. “Well, that person from the Special Investigation Bureau issued a Jianghu Order, so here I am. Old An told me your address.”
“A Jianghu Order? Does that mean everyone with some reputation in the martial world will be coming?” I inquired further.
“Of course,” Feng Daoist replied. “All the major sects will send representatives. And there are also free agents like me without any sect. Your master will definitely come!”
“How can you be so sure?” I asked.
Feng Daoist took another large gulp of wine and burped. “In that great battle years ago, Shimu died at the hands of the Evil Spirit Cult. Now that the Special Investigation Bureau is determined to eradicate the Evil Spirit Cult, do you think he wouldn’t come?”
I realized then that my master had such a past. In my impression, he always seemed carefree and careless; it turned out he was someone who valued emotions deeply!
Suddenly, it struck me that I hadn’t mentioned my master to Feng Daoist before. “Elder Brother, I don’t think I’ve told you about my master. How do you know who he is?”
Feng Daoist chuckled. “Your skills and your drinking—besides him from back then, who else could it be?”
I recalled how Old Man An had past grievances with my master and worried that there might be unpleasantness if my master showed up. So I asked, “I heard that there were some grudges between Old Man An and my master. I’m not sure…”
Feng Daoist lowered his voice dramatically and leaned closer to me. “It’s not really a secret. Your Shimu is Old An’s junior sister. You know how easily feelings can develop between senior and junior disciples. Later on, your Shimu got to know your master. Old An is quite infatuated; ever since your Shimu left, he has held a grudge against your master for not taking good care of her.”
I nodded, realizing there was this layer of connection involved. Although Feng Daoist seemed eccentric, his insights were clear-headed. “You don’t need to worry. With a great enemy at hand, they won’t turn against each other.”
I couldn't help but wonder why my master hadn't come to find me yet.
After a hearty meal and drinks, as we were heading back, Feng Daoist looked at my house and said, "Ling Feng, don't you think there's something strange about this place?"
I shook my head and replied, "Not really, it just seems a bit old. Do you think there's a problem, Brother?"
Feng Daoist rubbed his eyes and said, "I probably drank too much and mistook it for something else!"
The house had only three rooms, which wasn't enough for so many people, so we decided to let the ladies have the upstairs. The few of us men spread out our bedding on the floor downstairs; luckily, it was summer, so it wasn't too uncomfortable.
That night, as I lay awake, I recalled Feng Daoist's words and the strange occurrences I had experienced with the toilet before.
A sense of unease washed over me!
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