Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

Feng Fugui, inside the sedan chair, felt uneasy.

There was a lot of noise last night.

Although Wuzangmiao is the closest to Jiangbai Village, they can still hear the ghostly wails and howls from several miles away.

That's how terrifying a strange disaster can be.

Once a momentum is established, even the environment will change accordingly.

That night, none of the villagers in Jiangbai Village got a good night's sleep.

Feng Fugui was naturally among them.

He even sent people to scout out Wu Zang Temple under the cover of night.

The result? It was completely unexpected!

The Third Young Master is alive!

He was unaware of the details, and perhaps the other two temple abbots also helped him.

Regardless, this result is extraordinary.

After all, if the Third Young Master can't hold on, the Jiangbai Village industry is of great importance, and the main family will send people to guard the village.

Even with an impending catastrophe, the perilous situation remains the same.

He hadn't even thought that the Third Young Master could handle it.

But the other side held on.

But the meaning is different.

This means that the Third Young Master is truly capable!

He was not as pathetic as he appeared at first glance; in fact, one could say that his initial pathetic demeanor was just an act for the other legitimate sons to see!

The more Feng Fugui thought about it, the more his scalp tingled.

Coming here may not be something the other side is taking lightly.

The Feng family of Jiangbai Village controls a trade route, 30% of the fertile land around Huanjiang Town, and even the fishery products most favored by the county's elites.

It can be said that it takes into account all types of economies.

As a result, Feng Fugui came to a terrifying idea.

The Third Young Master is leaving the Feng family and starting his own business!

He came with only a dog and empty-handed, just to make the people on the host's side complacent.

With the impending catastrophe, the days ahead will only get harder.

Furthermore, with early summer approaching, there will be a full quarter of road closures.

The other party chose this time and did all this, most likely for one purpose.

—The main family has lost power and wants to develop in Jiangbai Village in order to regain the position of family head.

wrong!

If Feng Mo were unknown, he might still think that way.

He looked at the sun shrouded in mist through the forest: "But the other side is just too dazzling."

A mere village temple keeper was able to withstand the strange calamity, even though it was only an aftereffect.

Although there might be help from other temple masters, the servants sent out last night were certain that there were no other temple masters present in the Five Internal Organs Temple.

Even the abbot of the temple that recently hosted a funeral only arrived with his entourage close to dawn.

Such outstanding abilities were unparalleled even when the patriarch was young.

An idea popped into Feng Fugui's mind:

"Could it be that the third son of the Feng family is not after the position of head of the Feng family in Shiping!"

"Or did they come here to establish their own household in order to get rid of the Feng family of Shiping?"

The idea had barely surfaced when it took hold of his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more real it seemed!

Jiangbai Village was his stepping stone!

Unbeknownst to them, the Feng family of Jiangbai Village had become inextricably linked with the Third Young Master.

No wonder the other party has remained calm and composed all these days; it turns out they were waiting for him, Feng Fugui, here!

No! There's also the matter of the other party buying rice last time.

Yes! The incident at the rice shop last time was very likely a test!

So he looked at Feng Nuonian inside the sedan chair with a smile on his face.

His plump face was wrapped in a fawning smile, almost squashed into the shape of a chrysanthemum.

Upon seeing this, Feng Nuonian raised an eyebrow and asked, "Father, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just feel that there's something wrong with what happened with the second son of the Tang family."

That big, clumsy guy is no match for a virtuous wife like Nuo'er.

I've decided, your wedding will be postponed for now.

Feng Nuonian was momentarily stunned by these words.

But considering what had happened in the past two days, she understood her father's purpose, so she decided to play along:

"Father, what do you want to do? Are we really going to turn to Third Young Master?"

"Of course! With the calamity approaching, the only one we can count on is the Third Young Master!"

"But what about the master's family if we do this..." Feng Nuonian said with a worried expression.

Although she only said half of what she meant, her meaning was quite clear.

"Sigh... this is the only way we can do it."

A calamity is imminent, and early summer is approaching. Roads will be closed, and distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.

Although we are a branch of the Shiping lineage, in order for our branch to survive, the only thing we can rely on now is the Third Young Master.

I've already inquired about the Third Young Master in the county town. He's an upright man, a promising young man, and there's no need to say more.

"Nuo'er, just listen to your father." Feng Nuonian responded, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Feng Fugui was overjoyed to hear his daughter agree so readily.

And so, they arrived at their stomach.

When Feng Fugui saw the Five Stomachs Temple again, he could hardly believe his eyes.

The once dilapidated walls were gone, and intricate traps were scattered all around. Even the temple was filled with arrow towers, all of which had a significant impact on his mind.

Feng Fugui was a worldly man.

With this setup, even if the other two temple masters were combined, they'd probably only be able to watch the exhaust fumes.

This further confirmed his suspicions: "Third Young Master is indeed a capable person!"

Immediately, the servants first laid the sedan chair flat.

The steward then directed the musicians he had brought to play gongs and drums.

"The Feng You branch of the Jiangbai Village welcomes the Third Young Master of the Great Clan!"

"Feng Youzhi, a member of the Feng clan from Jiangbai Village, is here to meet the Third Young Master of the Great Clan!"

……

Inside the temple.

Feng Mo was naturally drawn to the commotion outside.

"Feng Youzhi?"

Feng Mo immediately understood that the Feng family from Jiangbai Village had come to claim kinship.

But considering that the other party had not made any move for the past five days and then suddenly visited today, he narrowed his eyes.

Then he saw a well-off, greasy middle-aged man walk alone into the temple, greet him with a broad smile:

"Third Young Master!"

The shout of "Third Young Master" was loud and clear.

There was a sense of mutual appreciation, a feeling of having met too late, and a flavor of a servant meeting his master.

Feng Mo glanced at it.

He's a veteran actor.

When Feng Mo did not respond, he knelt down and kowtowed three times, his face full of smiles.

Although one shouldn't hit a smiling face, going to such lengths still made Feng Mo raise an eyebrow slightly.

"It seems you still acknowledge me as the third young master of the Feng family."

Feng Fugui dared not raise his head.

His eyes were fixed on Feng Mo's long shoes, and he didn't dare to breathe loudly, sweat pouring down his thick forehead like raindrops.

"Third Young Master, this is... such nonsense."

"You haven't seen me for almost a week, why bother seeing me again? Please go back." Feng Mo made his point clear.

"this……"

Upon hearing that Feng Mo wanted to send people away, Feng Fugui suddenly became breathless.

As expected, the Third Young Master still cares about these things.

But thinking about it, it makes sense... I guess I'm being a bit too shameless.

But he didn't want to back down. For the sake of his lineage's continuation, he had to swallow his pride no matter what.

But then he discovered that no matter what he said, Feng Mo would not say another word.

His originally rosy and plump face turned deathly pale with anxiety, as if he had lost a lot of weight.

Seeing that there was no other way, he finally left his stomach.

But a short while later, a pretty young woman helped Feng Fugui back.

Upon seeing Feng Nuonian, Feng Mo was slightly taken aback.

He then realized that the two were father and daughter.

"Third Young Master, my father has always been strict. Perhaps his tone was a bit impulsive, which may have upset you," Feng Nuonian said slowly.

She clearly had no idea what had just happened inside the temple.

Her words made Feng Fugui's face tremble.

broken!

She had worked so hard to build a good image in front of the third young master, and now her own daughter had ruined it.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have listened to my daughter and turned back again.

We should wait a while longer before coming to visit.

Feng Mo couldn't understand what Feng Nuonian was saying. He hadn't seen any strict father. The other party was clearly obsequious and showed no sign of sternness.

But thinking back to what happened at the rice shop a couple of days ago, his attitude was no longer as harsh as before.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Feng Nuojian said, "Although Father is strict, he is also meticulous despite his rough exterior."

When you, Third Young Master, were oppressed by the main family, it was my father who couldn't bear to see you suffer.

He deliberately kept it a secret from his master, ordering people to prepare firewood in the temple. He also bribed the town government a day in advance, sending people to re-examine the temple, hoping to get the help of the officials to settle your grievances.

They went to great lengths to give you the opportunity to return to your home.

In those two days, my father even lost a little weight from worrying about this matter.

Feng Nuonian spoke with great conviction.

However, Feng Fugui, standing to the side, looked completely bewildered.

Clearly, he knew nothing about any of the things his daughter was talking about.

On the contrary, Xiaoqing, the maid who accompanied her in, knew exactly what was going on.

Isn't this exactly what our young lady did behind her grandfather's back?

Seeing Feng Fugui's bewildered expression, Feng Mo guessed the reason behind it all.

The other party was using her words to bolster their own father's prestige.

"I see." Feng Mo understood.

No wonder that even though it was drizzling and my stomach was leaking from the dilapidated walls, there was still dry firewood.

No wonder the official sent Gu Zhenren was so easy to talk to.

This is all because of the woman in front of us, Feng Nuonian.

If it weren't for the other party, he would likely have died at the hands of the Smiling Ghost before Gu Zhenren even arrived.

The implication in the other party's words was also quite clear.

Hopefully, considering what she did for herself, she can forgive her father's actions over the past few days.

It seems that the Feng family in Jiangbai Village is not of one mind.

On the other hand, Feng Nuonian represents the Feng family of Jiangbai Village, so the things she does represent this branch of the family.

In that case, it can be said that this branch of the family did not help at all.

The reason for the change in the other party's father's attitude is simply because he proved his strength after resolving the aftermath of the Jiangqing Village disaster yesterday.

The other party's father just wanted to curry favor with him.

This is easy to understand.

But his gaze fell on Feng Nuonian.

He just stared at the other person like that.

When Feng Nuonian met her gaze, her eyes darted away, and a cute blush appeared on her cheeks.

Feng Mo didn't care about any of that.

What he was thinking was, why would this girl help him like this?

What is the reason?

After a moment of silence, Feng Mo chose to give this branch a chance.

His experiences over the past few days have made him realize that this is a chaotic world.

Since the other party is willing to lend a helping hand in this chaotic world, I should listen to their reasons for coming to me this time.

"What is your purpose? Tell me," Feng Mo said, his tone no longer as indifferent as before.

Upon seeing this, Feng Fugui and his daughter were overjoyed.

Especially Feng Fugui.

He was even thinking of taking his daughter away, but unexpectedly, with just a few words from her, they actually managed to talk things out.

Upon hearing his daughter's words, Feng Fugui felt puzzled.

If the Third Young Master is like this, doesn't that mean what the girl said is true?

But he had no time to think about it and immediately told Feng Mo the purpose of his trip.

Feng Mo was also surprised by Feng Fugui's determination after hearing this.

First, the Jiangbai Village branch surrendered to him, voluntarily severing ties with their master.

Of course, Feng Fugui also made the reason clear: he was seeking asylum.

In order to prepare for the impending strange disaster and to get through this early summer season.

And so he gained the Feng family's textile industry in Jiangbai Village, earning several hundred bushels of silver every month.

This is undoubtedly a good thing.

But Feng Mo wasn't concerned about these disaster stones; rather, he was interested in the connections Feng Fugui represented and the reputation he would gain in Jiangbai Village.

Just because I am the third young master of the Feng family doesn't mean others have to listen to me.

It's not that others listen to me, but that I am the third young master of the Feng family.

The original owner made this mistake, which is why he ended up being ignored by everyone.

This world is plagued by natural disasters, and right now, strange and bizarre things are rampant. It's always a good thing to have someone to rely on.

One person is inevitably weak and powerless.

He had assumed that Feng Fugui needed his help, but he never expected that the other party had come to seek refuge with him.

"Oh my god, why didn't you say so earlier?"

We almost missed out on such great resources for pioneering.

Feng Mo thought to himself, "This is what I'm complaining about."

After all, with his current focus on developing his internal organs, contact with Jiangbai Village was inevitable.

So no matter how you look at it, Feng Fugui's defection is a good thing.

Lost in thought, Feng Fugui spoke again:

"Young master, I have another request."

"What's wrong?"

"It's about my daughter."

Feng Mo looked at Feng Nuonian, only to see the other shake his head: "Young master, it's not me... it's my second sister."