One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

The early autumn night wind felt chilly against my skin.

Zhang Chulan lay sprawled out on his back.

Looking at the night sky above me, fragmented into pieces by the leaves, I felt a sense of relief, as if I had survived a disaster.

"Old Wang, is it sealed off?"

Zhang Chulan asked while panting.

Wang Ye patted the mud off his hands and sat down on the ground:

"Don't worry, I've locked up all the surrounding rock veins. Unless it can turn into a pangolin, it won't be able to get out."

Zhuge Qing wiped the dust off his glasses with his sleeve and put them back on.

He glanced at the filled-in area:

"What exactly was that thing just now? Did any of you see it clearly?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head: "I only saw a dark shadow. I didn't even see the specific shadow clearly before the old man disappeared."

He turned to look at Feng Baobao, who was brushing mud off her clothes:

"Sister Bao'er, you're the closest, did you see it clearly?"

Feng Baobao tilted her head and thought about it very seriously:

"It was pitch black. It seemed like they hadn't succeeded in getting their hands or feet."

"It looked like a big lump of rotten flesh, but it ran pretty fast."

"A huge lump of rotten flesh?"

Zhuge Qing frowned.

"This doesn't sound like a human, nor does it sound like the spirits we usually see."

"Whatever it is."

Zhang Chulan sat up and patted the document that was placed close to his chest.

"Anyway, this place was already bombed flat once decades ago, and now Old Wang has filled it in again. Let that thing continue to grow mushrooms underneath."

"Our mission has been successfully completed. We have the clues and we've made it out unscathed."

Zhang Chulan grinned, revealing his signature sly expression:

"Let's go! Back to the hotel!"

The group cleaned themselves off and retraced their steps.

Peace returned to the mountains and forests.

Only the patch of ground that had been leveled looked somewhat out of place under the moonlight.

Chapter 424 The Lock Left by the Master, the Forgotten Pain

Hotel, Presidential Suite.

A space was cleared out from the large coffee table.

Zhang Tianyi, wearing a loose short-sleeved shirt, sat cross-legged on the carpet with an unseemly posture.

He was holding a deck of cards and had two thin strips of paper stuck to his face.

Opposite to him.

Zhang Lingyu was still dressed in his meticulous white robes, sitting upright.

However, his cool and handsome face was now full of struggle and helplessness.

On his forehead.

The paper was covered with white strips, which fluttered slightly with his breathing.

Chen Duo sat between the two, holding the last two cards in her hand.

The little girl's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

"Two against one."

Zhang Tianyi casually tossed out two cards, leaned back, and raised an eyebrow at Zhang Lingyu:

"Do you want to play or not? Lingyu, you still have a hand of cards in your hand. You're being a really pathetic landlord."

Zhang Lingyu looked at the pile of unconnected single cards in her hand, her ears turning slightly red.

He sighed and honestly shook his head:

"Second Uncle...this disciple cannot accept it."

"It's right that you can't afford it."

Chen Duo happily slammed her last two cards onto the table:

"A royal flush! Master, we won!"

"Hahaha! Well done, girl!"

Zhang Tianyi was so happy that he slapped the table.

He casually tore a strip of white paper off the coffee table and stuck it directly on Zhang Lingyu's chin.

“Lingyu, playing cards is like cultivating the Tao; you can’t just focus on playing it safe.”

"Go, go wash your face, let's play another game."

Zhang Lingyu was granted a general amnesty.

With her face covered in white marks, she stood up and turned to walk towards the restroom.

He breathed a long sigh of relief: playing cards with his second uncle was even more mentally taxing than practicing the Golden Light Mantra for a whole day.

Just as Zhang Tianyi was shuffling the cards and reviewing the battle with Chen Duo,

"Click".

The suite door lock clicked softly.

Zhang Chulan and the others pushed open the door and walked in.

The style of these four people was completely out of place with the warm morning light in the suite.

They were covered in dried mud.

Unidentified grass clippings and leaves were still hanging on their clothes.

Zhang Chulan, in particular, has deep-set eyes.

His face looked very tired from being on edge all night and traveling all night.

"Oh."

Zhang Tianyi stopped what he was doing and glanced at them.

"What are you guys doing so early in the morning, going to some construction site to carry cement? You all smell like dirt."

"Master..."

Zhang Chulan didn't crack jokes like he usually does.

He closed the door behind him and glanced at Zhang Tianyi.

“We went to the Okutama Mountains last night.”

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing also silently walked to the sofa and sat down.

Both of them had a heavy, lingering look on their faces.

Feng Baobao walked silently to the corner.

He picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table, unscrewed the cap, and poured half of it in.

Seeing the reactions of these young people, Zhang Tianyi put away his nonchalant expression.

He threw the playing cards in his hand onto the table.

"You ran into trouble? Didn't you handle it properly?" Zhang Tianyi asked casually, his tone calm.

"It's not a problem."

Zhang Chulan stepped forward and took a deep breath.

He took it from his inner pocket.

He carefully took out the yellowed document and the old photograph.

It was gently placed on the coffee table in front of Zhang Tianyi.

"Master, this is something we found in a secret base that the Japanese bombed back then."

Zhang Chulan's voice carried a hint of suppressed anticipation.

"Look... what's written in this report..."

Zhang Tianyi glanced down at it.

"Project Divine Fence...Plain Body Feng...Suspected White-Clad Thunder Demon from the Celestial Master's Mansion has intruded..."

Zhang Chulan stood aside and recounted the clues he had pieced together the previous night in their entirety.

After he finished speaking, the entire suite fell into a deathly silence.

The only sound was the faint whirring of the air conditioner blowing out cold air.

Zhang Chulan stared at Zhang Tianyi's face without blinking.

Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, Zhang Lingyu, and even Feng Baobao, who usually seems indifferent to everything, all stopped what they were doing.

All eyes were on Zhang Tianyi.

They are all waiting.

We await the answer from this living legend who lived through that era of war and turmoil, the answer that can unravel all mysteries.

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