Chapter 908.
Qianhe Town.
As the sky was dusky and the early morning mist still shrouded the riverside township, a sudden rush of hoofbeats quickly broke the tranquility of the town.
Only to see a horse riding from the north, along the straight and spacious official road arrived at the entrance of the town, stopping in front of a teahouse.
This kind of teepee along the official road and in front of the market usually doubles as breakfast, and there are already early risers sitting inside, eating freshly baked buns with steaming hot tofu brain.
Seeing the stallion parked in front of the teepee, they all cast surprised gazes.
Wang Dust leapt down from the horse’s back, took the reins and tied them to the stump next to it, then said to the teepee owner: “Shopkeeper, give me a cage of buns and two bowls of bean curd brains, the bean curd brains have to be salty, and in addition feed bundles of grass and water to my horse, remember to add more soybean meal and eggs.”
The teepee owner greeted him with a smile, “Okay, you sit down first, the buns and tofu brains will come right away.”
Like him to do small business business to the north and south, all kinds of characters have seen too much, has long been refined a pair of fiery eyes, see people eight or nine is not very close.
Although Wang Dust’s attire was ordinary, this horse was definitely not owned by an ordinary person.
Moreover, the horse had obviously run a long way, panting and sweating profusely, but still did not lose its divine color!
The owner of the teahouse didn’t dare to be the slightest bit slow, and called his wife to serve the stallion, and sent a cage of buns and bean curd brains to Wang Chuan himself.
Wang Dust lifted his chopsticks and grabbed a bun, swallowing it in three or two bites.
A familiar flavor that originated from Ling Zhiyuan’s memories!
Since Ling Zhiyuan’s enlightenment in martial arts, Ling Hongyun would take him hunting in the wild every once in a while to cultivate Ling Zhiyuan’s martial spirit.
Every time he hunted, he would have to get up very early, and then Ling Hong Yun would first go to this teepee in Qianhe Town to have breakfast.
This Lord of the Ling Family loved the buns and bean curd brains here.
However, for the young Ling Zhiyuan at that time, getting up early to go out hunting was quite a painful experience.
But the flavor of the buns was still very good.
After finishing this breakfast and the mounts were fed, Wang Chen dropped a few taels of broken silver and then left on his long journey.
Qianhe Town was only ten miles away from Anyang City, so it didn’t take much time on horseback, but after he passed through the town, he didn’t go straight to the city in the distance, but instead turned into another small road.
Not long after, a cemetery hidden between the green hills and water appeared in front of Wang Chen.
This mausoleum was none other than the Ling Clan’s cemetery, burying the bones of successive generations of clansmen.
Wang Chen first tethered his horse to a secluded place, and then quietly sneaked into the Ling Clan’s cemetery without alerting the grave guards.
The ordering of the graves in the cemetery was very specific, Ling Zhiyuan had to follow his father here every year to pay homage to his ancestors, so he was familiar with the situation inside.
He quickly found a newly laid grave.
The name on the tombstone was none other than Ling Hongyun!
Wang Chen stood quietly in front of the grave for a few moments, then took out the offerings he had already prepared from his storage space and set them up.
After lighting the incense and candles, he knelt in front of the monument with three sticks of letter incense in his hands and performed a great salute to the father of this body.
Wang Dust silently recited in his heart, “Blood debt is paid in blood, I will definitely avenge you all and let the main messenger get the punishment he deserves, if I violate this oath, heaven and earth will destroy me!”
Making a blood oath, Wang Chen once again knelt and bowed.
When he stood up again, suddenly the vital energy in his body surged, as if he had broken through some kind of barrier, there was no longer any obstruction with the world around him, and his spiritual consciousness became extraordinarily sharp.
Wang Chen’s gaze flickered, vaguely grasping something.
As an explorer from the upper realm, he was clearly following a different path into the world.
Wang Dust believed that other Haotian Realm cultivators could never be as grounded as himself after descending.
Other than that, if it was another Jindan cultivator who had penetrated into Ling Zhiyuan’s shell, would the other party be like Wang Chuan, specially coming to pay homage to the father of his original body and kowtowing on his knees?
The Jindan cultivator’s pride wouldn’t allow it!
But Wang Chuan had no such mental baggage at all, he was truly integrating into this body, into this world.
And as it turned out, Wang Chen’s approach was correct.
Lighting the paper money on the ground, he quietly left.
Wang Dust wasn’t worried about exposing himself this way.
When the graveyard keeper found out about the unusual situation here and came over to take a look, he would only think that it was one of Ling Hongyun’s old friends who didn’t want to cause any trouble who had come to pay his respects.
After leaving the cemetery, Wang Chen retrieved his horse and rushed to Anyang City.
This time, he didn’t use his original face to avoid being recognized before entering the city.
Although Wang Chuan was now a peak third-ranked martial artist, and also had the identity of a Blood Clothes Guard, he didn’t think that he would be able to fight against the current head of the Ling family, as well as the mastermind behind the scenes.
He should know that the Ling Hongyun who was tragically assassinated was a fourth-ranked martial general!
Wang Chen put on the original mask that Wei Zhengxiong had given him and made another elaborate camouflage modification.
Compared to the first time he used a human skin mask, after three months of learning, his level of disguise and disguise had skyrocketed, enough to conceal himself from most people.
Moreover, Wang Chen did not intend to meet up with the Ling family.
After entering the city, he stayed at an inn not far from Ling’s house, and didn’t come out quietly until it was three o’clock in the dead of night.
At this time, the streets were empty, and Wang Chuan, dressed in black night clothes and wearing a masked scarf, used the cover of the night to quickly sneak in the shadows in front of and behind a house.
In a short while, he arrived at the Ling Clan Ancestral Hall.
The Ling Clan Ancestral Hall was adjacent to the Ling Mansion, but inside, the tablets of the Ling Family’s ancestors were enshrined, and apart from a caretaker, there was no defense force present.
After all, thieves and burglars had nothing to steal here.
Thus Wang Chen easily scaled the fence and sneaked inside the clanhouse.
The Ling Clan Ancestral Hall was quite large, with a large ancestral hall in the front and a courtyard and rooms in the back.
Most of the rooms in the backyard were empty, and at most, there were piles of miscellaneous objects for rituals.
By the light of the moon, Wang Dust found one of the rooms.
Although the door of the room was padlocked, Wang Dust easily opened it with just a wire.
Opening the door and entering the room, his eyes fell on the ground on the right side of the room, and he counted silently in his heart, “One, two, three ……”
While counting, Wang Dust jumped and stepped on the wooden boards.
When he stepped on the seventh plank, he only heard a “click” sound, the left position of the five pieces of flooring at the same time sink down, revealing a black hole in the ground in the blink of an eye.
It’s done!
Wang Chen was delighted and jumped down.
Below this mechanism was a hole in the ground, surrounded by hard stone walls, with four bronze lamps hanging above.
Wang Chen stretched out his hands and grabbed the bronze lamps on the left and in front of him respectively, twisting them in different directions.
The rock wall in front of him shook violently, and countless dust fell down.