In order not to attract attention, Wu Yahuan arranged for bodyguards to prepare a very ordinary second-hand car for Ding Fan with brown glass, so it was difficult to see what was going on inside.
A cell phone with a number was used by one of the bodyguards, and only Wu Yahuan knew the cell phone number.
Wu Yahuan called. After a few rings, Ding Fan picked up the phone and asked with a smile: "Sister Huan, are you up?"
"Why didn't you have breakfast?" Wu Yahuan asked.
"Hey, Sister Huan, are you feeling distressed?" Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Sister Ye is feeling distressed. She blames herself for getting up late and not cooking for you."
"I ate on the side of the road. I was on the highway trying to reach my destination in the afternoon."
"Well, please be safe on the road."
"By the way, I will turn off my phone at night so I can't make any noise."
Wu Yahuan's heart skipped a beat. Without cell phone contact, she would know nothing about Ding Fan's situation.
"Xiaofan, can you please turn off your phone? I promise I won't annoy you."
"I trust Sister Huan. If other calls and information come in, there will be risks."
"Understood." After Wu Yahuan hung up, she felt dazed for a while. Of course she knew what Ding Fan was capable of, but she couldn't figure out why she was so worried.
Before setting off, Ding Fan checked the map of Yuetang Village in detail. Driving there directly would definitely attract the attention of the Luo family. So he decided to go to Lanhe Village first, and then go over the mountain.
Hard work is unavoidable, but it is undoubtedly the safest and convenient for taking action at night.
The first goal of this trip is to find Luo Chenxing's graveyard, bury a piece of hemp rope, and use it with the talisman to slow down his movements. This is an indispensable prerequisite for killing him.
Leng Ling'er said that Luo Chenxing would never notice that someone had tampered with his grave unless he came back to check in person.
Luo Chenxing is not a special case, because spirit ghosts are usually unwilling to return to their own graveyards and will think of past events, causing interference to their practice.
Although Ding Fan was driving alone on the road, he was not bored. Leng Ling'er was always with him and he could chat without opening his mouth.
"Ling'er, is your wonderful body still there?" Ding Fan asked.
"I don't know!" Leng Ling'er replied.
"How could you not know?"
"When I first felt that I was going to die, I locked myself in a stone cave. I said I was going to be in seclusion for a long time. I asked my disciples to seal it from the outside. Without my order, they didn't dare to open it." Leng Ling'er said.
"Ah! They don't know you are dead yet!"
"Yes, it has been more than three years. Although I have taken a lot of medicines and want to keep my body intact. It has been so long, even if it is not rotten, it may wither." Leng Ling'er still felt regretful.
"Do you still want to be possessed and reborn?" Ding Fan was very interested in this.
"Of course, who wouldn't want to? The moment my soul leaves my body, I really want to go back. It feels like I'm back, but in fact it's not. In any case, it's impossible to achieve true fusion, and I don't feel that way about that body.
It's so strange that I can only leave sadly." Leng Ling'er sighed.
"However, you live in another form." Ding Fan said.
"Being a ghost is not as good as being a human being. There is very little fun, and the progress in cultivation is slower than expected. How can I put it, you are inferior to others!"
"You are already fast enough. Luo Chenxing has been dead for so many years and is only a third-level spirit ghost." Ding Fan said.
"You also know the rules of the spiritual world. Chance and good fortune are more important than anything else. Those who can truly aspire to the great road are God's favorites, such as you." Leng Ling'er said.
"I'm still weak, okay!"
Although he said this, Ding Fan was still very proud. Thinking of the treasure he got from the tomb, he felt very happy. Not everyone has such good luck.
As we chatted all the way, before we knew it, we arrived in Fulai County. Ding Fan got out of the car and bought a piece of hemp rope, cut off a half-meter-long section with a knife, and threw the rest in the trunk.
The purpose of this trip was naturally told to Leng Ling'er, which made Leng Ling'er very grateful. After all, it was her two dangerous enemies that Ding Fan planned to eradicate.
And Luo Chenxing is the strongest one. As long as Luo Chenxing is destroyed, Gu Chunmei will have no problem!
Because he set off very early, Ding Fan drove into Lanhe Village at ten o'clock in the morning.
Although the village director Qian Liben died, the village remained unchanged. However, when passing by the village committee, there was an extra stone wall on which Qian Liben's glorious deeds were recorded.
Ding Fan kept looking south until he left the small village and there was no road ahead, so he parked the car on the side of the road and locked it.
In the small backpack, there were only a few bags of bread and two bottles of mineral water, plus a small shovel, a length of hemp rope and a fruit knife.
Carrying a bag and wearing a mask, Ding Fan looked like a foreign tourist, walking all the way towards the Blue Jade Mountain in the south.
Ding Fan told Leng Ling'er's story about Qian Liben, but it did not elicit the slightest sympathy. In Leng Ling'er's view, it would not be a pity to die for a guy like this whose brain has been muddled.
From the day he borrowed his life, he should have expected that it would be a very tragic ending, instead of just taking chances and not thinking of asking for help until he was about to die many years later.
"It's different. Qian Li originally wanted to make Lanhe Village rich by lending his life, and he did it." Ding Fan chatted with Leng Ling'er.
"Why is it different? There are people in this world who are greedy for fame and others who are greedy for profit. All external pursuits are greed in varying degrees!"
Oh haha, the big greed criticizes the little greed! Ding Fan did not criticize it and said, "After all, Lanhe Village has risen, and Qian Liben deserves the credit."
"You are a fortune teller. Don't you understand that changing a party's fortune can only be achieved by changing Feng Shui? Qian Liben is the intermediary, and he must be involved." Leng Ling'er reminded.
A word that wakes up the dreamer!
Ding Fan suddenly understood that after Qian Liben borrowed his life, he must have received some kind of guidance and changed the Feng Shui pattern here.
Just like the field in front of us, the three additional canals turned the wasteland into fertile farmland and created a fruit and vegetable planting base.
As for Xintiandi Group's investment, it only used Feng Shui luck to act as an accelerant. Moreover, they did not lose money and withdrew after making enough.
It can be deduced from this that the so-called lending of life still fails to escape the basic laws of yin and yang and the five elements.
The last time Ding Fan came here, he saw the feng shui of Lanhe Village. It is a unique mountain with thousands of mountains. It belongs to Chaoyang Bureau and is a suitable place for spiritual practice. That's why Lan Yaoshi and his wife chose to live here.
However, as he continued to walk forward, Ding Fan discovered that the Feng Shui of Chaoxian Bureau had been destroyed, because a canal was built to flow along the east side of the small village, forming an encircling Feng Shui pattern that could make him rich.
It's daytime now, Ding Fan can't let Leng Ling'er go, otherwise, based on her experience, she might be able to see other special features.
The height of Lanyu Mountain is at least 800 meters from the ground. The vegetation on it is very lush, and some places are extremely steep, with a slope of nearly 90 degrees.