Xi Feng hurried into the inner room. The area inside was not large, only about fifteen or sixteen square meters. It was a wall-clad dark room made on the inside of the ancient temple. A wooden bed was placed on the corner of the left wall, and the rest was a pile of pots, pans and other miscellaneous items on the ground. Liu Chunlai, Lu Peng, Hu Maokun and the savage were all on the west side. Hu Maokun couldn't stop him just now, and the old boy had no idea at all. He could take credit, but it depends on what the situation was.

Xi Feng rushed straight to the bed, lifted up two broken wooden boards, and saw that the ground below was flat and clean, but the person disappeared like the evaporation of the world. However, the sound I heard just now and the other places were messy and dirty, but the bed was very clean and there was not even a little dust, which meant that there was a secret passage.

He bent down and reached out to touch the ground. With a "click", two stone slabs separated from it, revealing a hole more than one meter wide. He illuminated the flashlight downward, and it was not bottomed out. A wisp of cold air surged out from below, and the sound of running water could be heard faintly. Xi Feng immediately guessed what was going on.

Of course, Yan Haoning guessed: "This secret passage should be the source of Yanwei River." When she said this, she was suddenly shocked and said: "Is Chen Yu still alive if he falls so deep?"

Xi Feng's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word. Everything was clearer in his heart than anyone else. At this time, the old boy was still worried about Xi Feng's rash shooting just now, and he kept cursing. Xi Feng turned his head and stared at the savage and asked Hu Maokun: "Master Hu, have you heard of the Qufu area. Who knew how to raise gu beasts in his early years?"

When talking about the word "Gu Beast", the savage's body was shocked. The old boy said in a daze: "Ancient beast? Ancient divine beast?"

Yan Haoning almost fainted: "It's so ignorant that he is a supernatural master. He doesn't even know the Gu beast, so he's too inferior."

Xi Feng shook his head: "It's a kind of evil technique similar to Gu poison."

The old boy's eyes lit up immediately and he said, "Yes! Thirty years ago, there was a man named Feng Waifeng in Liulizhuang, eastern Qufu. He specialized in raising insects. He heard that it was a black witchcraft he learned in western Hunan. Later, he disappeared and hadn't heard of this person in thirty years."

Xi Feng nodded and looked at the savage and said, "Then you are Feng Waifeng, right?"

Hu Maokun was stunned: "Wait, how do you know that he belongs to Feng Waifeng?"

Xi Feng ignored his question and stared at the savage coldly. The guy showed a depressed look on his face and said, "I have lived in seclusion in Xiaoyanshan for 30 years. I didn't expect that you, a stinky boy, will expose your identity. Hehe, it's not bad, I'm Feng Waifeng!"

"Damn it, Feng Waifeng, you are not dead yet?" Hu Maokun cursed with wide eyes.

"You are not dead yet, how could I die? Thirty years ago, you thought you were practicing authentic Taoist magic and came to cause trouble for me many times, but you were defeated repeatedly. You are really shameless." Feng Waifeng immediately ridiculed the old boy.

"Fuck, why are you defeated repeatedly? If you didn't have your personal scumbag every time you attack and plot, would I be defeated by you?" The old guy is definitely a duck and will never give in.

No matter what grudges they had, Xi Feng stared at him and asked, "Why did you hide in the ancient temple of Xiaoyanshan to raise spirits and harm people?"

"He killed several people and was wanted by the police station and hid." The old boy knew his history well.

Feng Waifeng shook his head and said, "This is not an ancient temple, this is a charity village."

When Xi Feng heard this, he knew that he had guessed it right, and sneered: "Are you the successor of the guardian of the charity village?"

Feng Waifeng sighed and said, "You guessed this again. Yes, I am the successor of the guardian of the Yizhuang Village. It has been passed down from generation to generation. When I am over 30, I will go to Xiaoyanshan to visit the guardian of the Yizhuang Village."

Hu Maokun asked in confusion: "Yizhuang? Why is there only one female corpse? Since you have been passed down from generation to generation, are you only guarding this corpse? And the Umbrella Peak is so dangerous, how can you contain the coffin and corpse?"

Feng Waifeng snorted and said, "Our Feng Family Funeral Village only accommodates the dead who suffered huge injustice during his lifetime. After helping them avenge, they will be left to the water source of Yanwei River. Since the Ming Dynasty, our Feng Family Funeral Village has hosted the bodies of thirteen unjustly dead people, and they have all helped them achieve their wishes. This is the last one. Our righteous act is comparable to a specialty store for ghost affairs!"

"Bao, bah, bah, bah! Your Feng family used evil magic to harm people, but they still have the face to say it was a righteous act, something specialized in ghost affairs. Let me tell you, the young man standing in front of you is the successor of ghost affairs." Hu Maokun's old face turned red with anger, and he pressed Feng Waifeng's face to the ground with force.

"Ah, are you the descendant of ghost affairs?" Feng Waifeng had hardly gone down the mountain for thirty years, and he had no idea who the descendant of ghost affairs was now.

Xi Feng sneered: "How dare our ghost affairs store compare with your 'righteous act', otherwise we would not have become shameless scum that harms the world? Your so-called righteous act is to let the spiritual corpse help your Feng family raise the gu beast. If it was not as expected, it had never been raised before. From this female corpse, the Feng family finally got what they wished." As he said that, he looked back at the little boy on the beam of the outer room. At this moment, it was still climbing on it and not daring to come down.

Feng Waifeng snorted again dissatisfied and said, "If you want to uphold justice in this world, you must have enough ability. The power of a person alone is too weak. What's wrong with raising a ghost beast as a helper? You have an ancestor in your ghost affairs store. Didn't you also raise a pointed ghost? Is there a difference between raising a ghost and raising a ghost beast? Besides, I have never harmed a good person, and all the people who should be killed are the traitors and evil people who should be killed!"

The old boy was angry when he heard this, slapped him and cursed: "Fuck! I won't mention the evil you did before, just say how many people have killed the spirit corpse this time, and even I have been poisoned by corpse. Do you say that these people you killed are all bad guys?"

There was blood flowing out of Feng Waifeng's mouth, and a grim smile appeared on his dark face and said, "Do you know how this female corpse died?"

"How it dies has nothing to do with me. I'll ask you if you have touched your conscience when you harm others?" The old boy's hatred of evil still made Xi Feng and Yan Haoning have a little fond of it.

Feng Waifeng said coldly: "When you finish listening to its story, you won't say that I'm harming others and being dissatisfied with conscience."

"Okay, you say it!" Hu Maokun said angrily.
Chapter completed!