"Damn it!
How could I forget about this!
That portrait was enough to prove my enmity with the He family. Coupled with my identity as a cultivator, it wouldn't be difficult to deduce who killed He Laichao.
Yun Ze's heart trembled. He reached for his cloth pouch again, intending to draw out Lan Feng and fight for a sliver of hope!
But before he could make a move, he saw the immortal lying on the wooden plank again, as if about to fall asleep: "Hey, don't be so tense.
It's my break time already. I'm just chatting. If you don't want to talk, that's fine too."
"B-break time?"
Yun Ze clearly didn't understand the meaning of the word. His right hand rested on his pouch, unsure of what to do.
"It means sleep time."
The immortal said, raising his hand to beckon: "Come, young man, give me a hand and lift me inside. I don't want to sleep outside."
"...Alright."
Yun Ze hesitated for a moment before finally stepping forward.
He knew he was no match for the person in front of him. Instead of maintaining this stalemate, he might as well see what this person wanted!
While helping, Yun Ze still kept one hand on his cloth pouch, ready to draw Lan Feng at the first sign of trouble.
Before the wooden plank could be lifted, the immortal spoke again: "Young people these days just don't know how to relax. I told you not to be tense, not to be tense.
You're just at the Qi Refining stage. No matter what rare spiritual treasure you take out, you won't be my opponent, right?
Hurry up and lift with both hands, don't drop me."
He found out!
Yun Ze had no choice but to place his hands under the wooden plank. However, even so, one person could not lift the plank.
This wasn't a problem of strength, but of leverage.
Unless Yun Ze embraced the wooden plank entirely, along with the immortal lying on it, he couldn't possibly lift the plank while ensuring the immortal remained on it and carry it into the mountain temple alone.
"Hey, little girl!"
The immortal naturally knew the situation. He looked up at Bubu: "Don't just stand there, come and help."
Bubu said nothing, but walked forward, circled to the front of the wooden plank, and then... a kick!
With that kick, the entire wooden plank, along with the immortal on it, flew out. It brushed past the temple gate and landed directly beneath the statue of the nameless immortal god.
*Bang~*
A dull thud echoed, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Yun Ze was still frozen in place, not having reacted. Bubu turned to look at him, then walked into the mountain temple with a swagger, as if telling him...
See? Next time, do it like this. Did you learn?
Yun Ze was speechless.
Learning things from others either took time or money.
But what you're teaching... is life-threatening!
"Ouch, my back!"
Hearing the wail from inside the mountain temple, Yun Ze hurried in and immediately saw the immortal pinned beneath the wooden plank.
He rolled himself over and lay back on the plank, not even bothering to flip it.
"The little girl is young but has a fiery temper."
The immortal lay there, closing his eyes again: "Forget it, forget it. I don't care about you two anymore.
I'm going to sleep anyway. Do whatever you want!"
A good opportunity!
Yun Ze stepped forward, cupped his fists, and said, "Then senior, my companion and I will not disturb your rest. Goodbye..."
Before he could finish the word "goodbye," the immortal spoke again: "Goodbye? Did I tell you to say goodbye?"
He didn't even open his eyes, merely saying: "Kid, I'm just off work today. I still have work to do tomorrow.
If you run off without explaining, I'll have to find you again. Wouldn't that be troublesome?"
Yun Ze's face darkened, and he spoke again, "Then, senior, you mean..."
"Stay here. We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Yun Ze frowned. He dared not, nor did he wish to, stay with someone whose background and intentions were unknown.
Moreover, as an immortal, he clearly wouldn't abide by any so-called temple agreement.
Fighting was impossible, of course.
But escaping might not be!
Yun Ze turned and gave Bubu a look, signaling her to seize the opportunity and escape.
But she merely rolled her eyes silently, not uttering a word, unsure if she understood or not.
Never mind. The other party's target was only himself. As long as he escaped, judging by his previous actions, he wouldn't stoop to attacking Bubu.
With himself attracting his attention, Bubu would surely be able to escape safely.
As the sky completely darkened.
Yun Ze waited for about an hour. When he heard the immortal's steady snores, he immediately looked up!
Now!
Yun Ze's figure flashed, and he rushed towards the temple gate without hesitation!
At his current speed, he could escape the mountain temple in at most one breath, be a hundred meters away in ten breaths, and be a thousand meters away in a hundred breaths.
As long as he traveled through the night, he might still be able to shake off this immortal!
But before he could pass through the temple gate, a voice sounded behind him.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay."
Yun Ze involuntarily stopped at the entrance, his entire body instantly unable to move!
Damn it!
Why is it this sentence again!
"Hey, I say."
The immortal's voice sounded again, filled with the laziness of just waking up, as if he were yawning: "Fellow Daoist, can you not add to my workload? Can't you just sleep soundly and talk after I wake up!"
Can't escape.
Yun Ze had only this thought in his mind.
The gap between him and this person was too vast. Under such circumstances, neither a desperate fight nor an attempt to escape was possible!
Instead of this, it was better to lay it all out and clarify!
"Then you don't sleep either."
Yun Ze felt that he could control his body again and walked to the immortal's side: "Don't you want to know why there's a portrait of me in the He family?"
"I don't want to know right now."
The immortal flipped over, turning his back to Yun Ze: "I just want to sleep."
Just want to sleep?
Dream on!
If you don't let me escape, how can I let you sleep!
"No, you want to know!"
Yun Ze decided to go all out and started narrating from He Laichao's arrival at Han Shan Village.
After this brief interaction, he believed that the immortal in front of him was neither bloodthirsty nor intent on killing him to avenge He Laichao.
He came to ask him for the truth for some special reason.
Otherwise, how could he know that he was the most suspicious, yet lie there sleeping, planning to discuss the matter after some 'work hours.'
Since that was the case, he might as well tell him everything!
As for what would happen next, it would all depend on his plans.
Would he kill? Would he let go?
Yun Ze had no control over any of it.
Soon, he recounted everything that had happened in the past few days, deliberately concealing the identity of the old beggar and not revealing his real name.
"That's how it is."
Yun Ze looked at the immortal's back and slowly said, "He Laichao was killed by me, but I have a clear conscience!
As for what you intend to do... you may do as you please."