Chapter 1877 - 686: The Date of the Gathering_3

Su Mo’s eyes suddenly showed a change:

"Is it a diversionary tactic?

"Lure me away, and someone else came to steal Dongmen Yong’s body?

"And conveniently killed Jiang Lan?

"But... could it really be such a coincidence?

"Why did they come right after I arrived?

"Moreover, Jiang Lan’s martial arts aren’t weak, no matter how high the opponent’s martial arts are, killing him easily is extremely difficult.

"Unless, they caught him off guard?

"Inside the deep in the clouds, if anyone appeared, how could Jiang Lan not be on guard?

"This doesn’t make sense.

"Or perhaps...

"Dongmen Yong returned from the dead and suddenly killed Jiang Lan.

"Then turned around and left?

"But if that’s the case...

"Why bother hiding the box, and yet, ignore it?

"Or, worried that I would pay too much attention to this box?

"So he acted indifferent?

"What are the two words engraved on it?"

After pondering for a moment, he didn’t take the box.

He glanced once more at Jiang Lan’s body, sighed:

"Vice Hall Master Jiang, may you have a peaceful journey."

With those words, he reached out and closed the coffin lid, sending it into the grave.

Re-filled it with earth.

Then he turned and left.

...

...

Inside the room, as soon as Su Mo pushed open the window to enter, he saw a person sitting on the bed.

Their eyes met, and Wei Ziyi spoke:

"How did it go?"

"...You’re a young lady, running into my room in the middle of the night, aren’t you afraid of potential consequences?"

Su Mo raised an eyebrow, responding with a question.

"If I were afraid, I wouldn’t have come."

Wei Ziyi snorted:

"What do I have to fear now, Sister Yun has already approved."

"... ..."

Su Mo fell silent for a moment, shook his head, sat down at the table, and poured himself a cup of tea but had not yet drunk it.

Wei Ziyi also came over, sat beside Su Mo, and picked up a cup, waiting.

"... Can’t you pour it yourself?"

Su Mo said as he poured her a cup.

Wei Ziyi took a sip:

"The tea you pour tastes better... Has the Water Soul Formation been set up?"

"Yes."

Su Mo nodded.

"Have you checked on Dongmen Yong’s life and death?"

"I have."

"Is he alive or dead?"

"It’s hard to say."

Su Mo sighed.

"You’ve seen him, and it’s still hard to say?"

Wei Ziyi was astonished:

"If I’d known, I would’ve gone with you."

"...It’s a good thing you didn’t."

Su Mo looked at her:

"Jiang Lan is dead."

"??"

Wei Ziyi’s eyes widened suddenly:

"What on earth happened?"

Su Mo recounted the preceding events.

Wei Ziyi became increasingly perplexed:

"The one lying in the coffin was indeed Dongmen Yong, and he was indeed dead.

"It was a corpse lying there.

"There was a piece of Cold Jade in his mouth to prevent the corpse from rotting.

"When you planned to strike again, you suddenly discovered someone was secretly watching you, pursued but in vain, and upon returning, found Jiang Lan dead in the coffin.

"But Dongmen Yong was nowhere to be found?

"Could it be... a haunting?"

"If there were ghosts in this world, there would be a cycle of karma, retribution without fail.

"But, is there?"

Su Mo shook his head.

Wei Ziyi nodded slightly:

"That’s true... If there were ghosts, who knows how many wandering spirits would come seeking revenge from you.

"You wouldn’t get a moment’s peace."

"... ..."

Su Mo was speechless.

Wei Ziyi then looked at Su Mo again:

"Moreover, how did you let someone escape?

"What distracted you?"

"... A handprint."

Su Mo furrowed his brow:

"It was the Ziyang Divine Palm."

Wei Ziyi’s eyes widened suddenly.

Previously, they had heard from Hua Junying and Wufeng that there was someone calling himself Su Tianyang, who used martial arts of the Ziyang Sect.

They spoke of the little toad behind Tianjing Sect’s mountain in Snake Cave.

But hearing and seeing firsthand cannot be compared.

After all, hearing was only a similarity, but Su Mo had seen the handprint was indeed the Ziyang Divine Palm.

There was no mistake.

"Could it be..."

Wei Ziyi said this, looking at Su Mo.

Su Mo remained silent.

Wei Ziyi pondered briefly:

"The person who killed Jiang Lan may not be an ordinary disciple of Jinglong Association.

"Otherwise, if they found out you excavated the Third Surprise’s grave, the whole deep in the clouds would be in chaos."

"Exactly."

Su Mo nodded:

"Then who does Miss Wei think this person could be?"

"...I think it might be Dongmen Yong himself."

Wei Ziyi glanced at Su Mo:

"Think about it, Dongmen Yong was proficient in the Yin Yang Life and Death Order.

"You said he left the Qiankun True Understanding under the Wangliang Courtyard.

"What’s recorded in it is unlike anything on Earth.

"Such a person is hard to define between life and death.

"Especially with a whole corpse, it always feels like he could come back to life at any moment."

Su Mo looked at Wei Ziyi, nodding repeatedly:

"Makes sense."

"Ah?"

Wei Ziyi was stunned: "I was just speaking off the cuff, don’t take it seriously."

"I genuinely think so."

Su Mo smiled:

"But now, dwelling on this is meaningless.

"Tomorrow, the surprises will gather.

"Whoever is behind this and whatever they plan will eventually surface.

"We should observe quietly... Oh right, do you know what these two characters mean?"

He used the tea to write two characters on the table.

These were the words on the box.

Although they differed from the characters of the current age.

Su Mo hadn’t brought back the box.

But his photographic memory allowed him to reproduce them almost exactly.

Wei Ziyi stared at them, then suddenly slapped her forehead and said:

"These seem to be characters from the Gui Ru Clan."

"Gui Ru Clan?"

Su Mo was startled: "What is the Gui Ru Clan, and why have I never heard of it?"

"That’s normal... Emperor Xuan trampled through Jianghu, the Gui Ru Clan refused to hand over their clan’s secret treasures and were wiped out by Da Xuan.

"They’ve been gone for hundreds of years.

"It’s only natural you haven’t heard of them.

"It’s said that the members of this clan lived primitively, couldn’t be civilized, like savages.

"They didn’t use standard characters.

"Instead, they communicated using their clan’s script.

"Their language and pronunciation vary greatly from ours.

"Lengyue Palace’s library contains thousands of books, and I used to enjoy reading these obscure texts, which is how I encountered similar records in a book."

"Do you know what these two characters mean?"

"How would I know... They disappeared hundreds of years ago, and although Lengyue Palace has some records, they’re just fragments, barely mimicking a few characters to document them.

"As for the exact pronunciation, probably even the authors of those texts didn’t know."

Hearing this, Su Mo nodded slightly, realizing that this matter might be as Jiang Lan had said.

He needed the Tianji Sect to investigate.

He then sent Wei Ziyi off to rest.

That night passed without further incident. The next morning, Di Wu Jing came to bid farewell to Su Mo.

Preparing to head to Hualong Hall for the meeting.

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