Ding Fan felt that Wu Yahuan's reminder was reasonable. Since the itinerary when he arrived had been leaked, the return itinerary could not be kept secret. Once a danger occurred at high altitude, everyone on the plane would be affected.
"Then let Mr. Feng arrange a car. It will be harder for us and we can drive back directly." Ding Fan made a decision.
Except for Yunmei, the other three are drivers. They can drive in reverse directions on the way. If they don't stop along the way, they can return to Jingyang in about thirty-six hours.
Although it takes a long time, it is the safest option and no one has any objection to it.
At this time, Ding Fan's cell phone rang. It was Feng Mingchuan calling, inviting everyone to stay one night before leaving. In addition, there were important things to discuss in detail that night.
Ding Fan agreed. Everyone was very tired from walking on mountain roads and fighting robbers on this day. It was better to stay one night to replenish energy and set off again tomorrow morning.
Arrangements were made for Chi Li to book a flight at nine o'clock tomorrow, and to confuse the other party first, the four of them took the elevator back to the ultra-luxurious VIP room.
"This is a gift from Taoist Master Donglin, one bottle for each person, take one pill every two days!"
In the elevator, Ding Fan took out the Qingfeng Pill and distributed it. The three of them accepted it happily. Yunmei curled her lips. It was a rare act of generosity from Taoist Master Donglin, who gave him a low-level pill.
This kind of elixir is of greater use to Wu Yahuan and Chi Li, but for those with Yunmei's level of cultivation, it becomes dispensable.
Back in the room, Ding Fan first took a bath in the whirlpool bathtub, practiced Qigong on the bed for two hours, and enjoyed the exquisite dinner provided by the hotel.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, I received a call from Feng Mingchuan and went to his office to have tea.
Feng Mingchuan looked a little tired. He hadn't rested since last night. Ding Fan knew that he had been investigating whether he had set up a virtual coffin to plot against the Qiao family.
"Xiao Fan, I know everything that happened at Qingfeng Temple. You are too bold and arrogant. You don't care about where this place is. You should have sent me a message instead of taking risks." Feng Mingchuan complained angrily.
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"There was no danger, and I got my wish. I met Taoist Priest Donglin and had lunch." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Haha, your reputation is big enough. It's hard for ordinary people to meet the old Taoist priest. You also have real skills, and the old Taoist priest doesn't dare to neglect you." Feng Mingchuan smiled slightly, then stopped, and told the situation he heard.
Ding Fan.
It was found out that the man who threw stones on the cliff was not a native of Fuyuan, but from Jingyang.
In other words, this person is being followed by a target.
In order to conceal his true identity, this person rushed to Qingfeng Temple in advance and spent money to buy the clothes of a fake Taoist priest. This is not difficult to do.
However, what is surprising is that this person is an otaku with no martial arts or fitness skills. How could he climb up the cliff in a short time and transport two rocks up there?
Of course, there is no answer to the death of the person. The police have determined that the person committed suicide and is suspected of having a mental illness.
It was Leng Ling'er who killed him, and he was the one who brought it upon himself, and was not worthy of pity.
"Mr. Feng, does he have any family?" Ding Fan asked.
"have it!"
Feng Mingchuan said, picked up a pen and wrote down a name and handed it to Ding Fan. He believed that with the power of the Wu family, he should be able to find out more clearly.
The abnormality displayed by this person must be related to the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce. It is another plan to attack Ding Fan besides Yan Xiaoyun.
Perhaps there is a third set or a fourth set that is being prepared.
Ding Fan also vaguely realized that this time, the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce did not want to kill him. It would be best to cripple him, so that he would not run around and lie on the hospital bed waiting for the yellow demon to come down the mountain and take his life easily.
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Too vicious!
"Xiao Fan, the four people who intercepted you were stopped by my men while they were driving away from Fuyuan. It's just..." Feng Mingchuan paused and then said: "They were beaten too badly.
I'm just trying to survive. So I didn't care about it anymore, and I didn't want to draw too much attention from the police."
"We are all members of the sect, we just need to learn a lesson." Ding Fan agreed with this approach.
After talking about things related to Ding Fan, Feng Mingchuan talked about his fifth uncle, thanked Ding Fan again, and then explained the current situation.
Through extensive analysis and surveillance by multiple people, a suspect was identified. One night a few days ago, he quietly sneaked into the back of the villa and buried the small coffin that caused Qiao Yunkai's mental disorder.
The mastermind behind this incident is an evil force that has recently emerged in Fuyuan, called the Haichao Society. It is a gang that does not hesitate to use any means to achieve its goals.
Feng Mingchuan was very angry. Of course he would not let this group of people go. If they dared to scheme against the Qiao family, the end of this organization was coming.
"Xiao Fan, the man who buried the small coffin has disappeared. It's hard to tell if he was killed. I arrested a leader of the Tide Society and through questioning, I learned that his name was Yan Shuanghe and he was a disciple of the Earth Master Sect.
"Fengmingchuan Road.
"What are Mr. Feng's plans?" Ding Fan asked.
"To be honest, I don't want to offend a sect. After all, they are not easy to mess with. They have always been walking on the edge of good and evil. However, I can't swallow this breath. I always feel a bit useless and suffer the disadvantage of being dumb." Feng Ming
Chuan smashed the table in anger.
"The Earth Master Sect has many disciples, and it is normal for a scum to appear in the world. Maybe it is not the sect's original intention." Ding Fan said.
"Loose management and indulging the disciples are what's wrong with these sects." Feng Mingchuan snorted.
"I happen to know Master Yuansheng, the leader of the Earth Master. Please call him immediately to ask about the specific situation!" Ding Fan said, taking out his cell phone, finding the number and dialing it.
At this moment, Feng Mingchuan realized something. Ding Fan had extensive connections in the sect circles and his influence should not be underestimated.
After ringing for half a minute, the voice of Taoist Master Yuansheng came from the receiver, "Ding Fan, why did you remember to contact Taoist Master?"
"Taoist Master, it's not good, your disciple is in trouble again." Ding Fan exaggerated in an eager tone.
Fengmingchuan on the side couldn't help laughing.
"speak nicely!"
"The thing is like this..."
Ding Fan briefly narrated what happened. After hearing this, Taoist Master Yuansheng was a little frightened and stressed: "Such an evil spell is definitely not taught by Earth Masters."
"Yan Shuanghe is your disciple after all, right?"
"I don't remember this person. He is not a formal disciple. To be honest, once these disciples come down from the mountain, they must have a foothold. It is understandable to get to know some people in the world. And it is difficult to control what they want to do." Yuansheng said.
Chang explained.
"But they all use the banner of the Earth Master Sect, and they have ruined the reputation of the Earth Master Sect, especially the Taoist Priest. They manage the sect with great care, but they have tarnished their reputation." Ding Fan hissed.
"I'm sorry, there is someone beside you, he must be the victim!" Taoist Priest Yuansheng's hearing was unusual. Feng Mingchuan was discovered without saying a word.
"Yes, Taoist Master, do you want to have a phone call with Mr. Feng?" Ding Fan asked.