Feng Yi would naturally not be afraid of an enemy that was visible and tangible, but things were still unclear and it would definitely not be possible for so many people to go.
Neither He Yingqiu nor Xiao Ke dared to disobey Feng Yi's words, so they could only accept it gloomily.
After bidding farewell to Uncle Jiu and the others, Feng Yi and others set off, led by Wen Cai, to the place where the accident occurred.
Wencai and Qiu Sheng were doing well now, and they still had enough money to hail a taxi. It didn't take long for them to get there.
"To reach that mountain, we must first pass by Mr. Zhong's house. Do we want to go say hello?"
Mr. Zhong is the head of the family, and the missing groom is his most beloved son.
"Let's go. Mr. Zhong can still remain calm and rational and let you go after going through the pain of losing his son. It shows that he is a good person."
Feng Yi thought for a while and said.
Under the leadership of Wen Cai, several people arrived outside the Zhong Mansion.
This place is far away from the urban area of Hong Kong Island, but the town is not poor. On the contrary, the Zhongfu is large in scale, the houses are well built, and there are two stone lions at the door. It looks like a wealthy family at first glance.
Moreover, the house was decorated with lights in front and back, and all the things prepared for the wedding were not removed. However, the door of the Zhong Mansion was closed tightly, lifeless, and exuding a sense of desolation.
Wencai took the initiative and knocked on the door. The door opened quickly. The man who opened the door was stunned for a moment when he saw Wencai. His eyes flashed with anger, but he restrained himself from breaking out. He just said coldly: "Your wages have already been paid."
It’s settled, and you should be given a lot, so why are you here?”
As the organizer of the wedding, Wen Cai failed to make the wedding go smoothly. Mr. Zhong did not express his anger at him, but the Zhong family criticized him.
Wencai also knew that he was not welcome now, so he said apologetically: "I'm not here to ask for wages, I'm here to help..."
"Help, I'm afraid the more you help, the harder it will be."
The man snorted coldly: "If you are really capable, you can bring our young master back!"
"I do have this intention, and I specially invited a master."
Wencai pointed at Feng Yi, who was standing aside and said nothing.
"Grandmaster?"
The man looked Feng Yi up and down, his face even more angry: "Are you here to amuse us on purpose? How could he be a master? I think you see that our Zhong family has great business, and you want to do it under the guise of
Trick us!
I don’t want to be acquainted with you, so you can leave before I call anyone.”
"this……"
Wen Cai didn't expect this answer, so he looked back at Feng Yi. Seeing that the other party was so unwelcoming to their group, Feng Yi was not prepared to stay any longer, and shook his head slightly at the other party.
Upon seeing this, Wencai apologized to the other party and turned around to come back.
"What happened?"
Just as he was about to leave, a voice of inquiry came from the courtyard.
"Steward Lu, that literary talent is here again."
The man put away his anger and said respectfully.
"oh?"
Butler Lu obviously didn't expect Wen Cai to come to the door again. He patiently walked to the door and said calmly: "Mr. Wen, why are you here this time?"
"Don't dare."
Wencai waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I have been feeling uncomfortable about Master Zhong, and I always want to do something.
It was only after I returned to Hong Kong that I found out... that a close friend of mine had arrived. He was well-known in China and was a famous Taoist master.
I explained the situation to him, and he was very interested in the matter and planned to go to the mountain to have a look.
I happened to pass by your house, so I knocked on the door and wanted to say something to Mr. Zhong."
"Um?"
Butler Lu's expression moved slightly and he turned to look at Feng Yi and others.
His eyes passed over the four people one by one, and he took the initiative to offer his hand to Feng Yi: "Could it be that you are the master that Mr. Wen mentioned?"
Butler Lu did not have any interaction with the man at the door, but he identified Feng Yi. Feng Yi smiled slightly and returned the greeting: "I don't know how Butler Lu came to such a conclusion."
"This gentleman has a strong build, rough skin, and broad hands. He should be a kung fu expert;
This young lady is extraordinary and has a cool temperament, but she doesn’t quite meet the requirements;
No matter how he dresses, this young man looks like a member of the Taoist sect, but he deliberately lags behind you. He obviously respects you a lot.
In addition, you seem to have a somewhat fairy-like demeanor, so I came to this conclusion."
Butler Lu smiled and said: "Your Excellency took my words calmly and was obviously confident. It seems that I guessed it right."
"I, Feng Yi, do know how to do Taoism. This time I came here to deal with the disappearance of everyone.
Thinking that Zhongfu is the only way to go up the mountain, we thought of paying a visit, but we didn’t know if we would bother you."
Feng Yi said.
"Daozhang Feng, are you sure?"
Butler Lu said in a deep voice: "The legend of this mountain has been around for many years. I don't know how many people have come and gone to find out the truth, but in the end they either disappeared like the others or were scared away. This is not a small matter.
."
"Of course I know this, and this is exactly why I came here this time."
Feng Yi said calmly.
"It seems that Master Feng is indeed a high-ranking person. In this case, why don't you guys follow me into the house first and meet our master?"
Butler Lu took the initiative to invite.
"Then it's annoying."
Feng Yi did not refuse and directly agreed.
Seeing that Butler Lu was being so polite to Feng Yi, the man at the door didn't understand. He wanted to give some advice, but when Butler Lu waved his hand at him, he swallowed his words and opened the door.
Although the Zhong Mansion is wealthy, Feng Yi has come into contact with many wealthy people because he himself is also very wealthy.
In addition, he had met so many dignitaries that Mr. Zhong was nothing, so he was always in a relaxed mood.
Butler Lu secretly looked at Feng Yi's expression and said, "Actually, you guys came just in time.
The young master disappeared unexpectedly, and a happy event turned into a funeral. All of us were in a bad mood, and the saddest one was undoubtedly our master.
Our master has no other wish. We just hope that the young master can be seen alive and his body can be seen after death, so that he will not disappear for no reason. For this reason, we have made it known to the outside world that whoever can find our young master will be given generous gifts.
As soon as the news came out, many people came in the past two days, each claiming that they were extremely powerful and that finding the young master was easy, but in fact most of them came here just to defraud money.
Although our master condescended to be here, he was able to build such a huge family business, which shows his skill, and he quickly kicked out these scammers.
If Daochang Feng is confident in finding our young master, our Zhong family will definitely be grateful. If you want anything, just ask."
"Steward Lu is serious. I came here just to find out the truth. I came here just by the way. I didn't hear the news released by Mr. Zhong, and I didn't come here for any gold, silver or jewelry."
Feng Yi opened his mouth to explain.
"Master Feng is so noble and upright, I would like to thank you first on behalf of our master."
Butler Lu thanked him again, and Feng Yi kept saying no, and not long after, the group arrived at the main hall of the Zhong Mansion.
