He started by killing his abusive father, and from then on, he embarked on the road to wealth.

Chapter 194 'Have you forgotten something?'

The village guard, who was too engrossed in his role, immediately became displeased upon hearing this.

"You old man... how can you talk like that? Our Miss Yan is a genuine, enlightened master!"

"that is……"

Their voices trailed off halfway through their conversation as Meng Fuqing strode over.

One of them asked, "What brings Miss Meng here?"

"I heard a noise and came to check," Meng Fuqing said, looking at the two Taoist priests, "May I ask who you two are...?"

Upon learning the purpose of their visit, she said, "In that case, please come in."

After the two old Taoist priests were invited inside, the group that had come with them also wanted to go in, but they were stopped by the village guards, who said, "You can't go in."

"Why not? Is your village some kind of government office, with people guarding it?"

Wei Yan felt that these newly arrived refugees had a lot of bad manners and rules. He pulled out a folding fan from somewhere and pushed aside the person blocking his way. "If it weren't for the excitement, I wouldn't have come even if you invited me. Don't be ungrateful."

The village guards pretended to stop them again, but Meng Fuqing stopped them, saying, "Let them in."

After speaking, her gaze suddenly fixed on the face of one of the two men. She paused for a moment, then quickly looked away and hurried after the two Taoist priests.

Behind her, Chu Ci watched her retreating figure, raised an eyebrow, and said to his companion, "Let's go."

“If there’s no fighting, what’s there to see?” Wei Yan covered the lower half of his face with his folding fan. “We might as well go see that white wolf. Wolves are common, but white wolves are rare. I’ve never seen one before.”

Chu Ci had a nonchalant smile on his face. "Go yourself. If you get bitten to death by wolves, I'll collect your body."

Recalling his mediocre skills and his inaccurate archery, which he missed eight out of ten times, Wei Yan pondered carefully for a moment, then waved his folding fan and chased after him.

After everyone left, the two village guards breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "It really wasn't easy for Miss Meng to arrange this job."

"That's right, who would have thought so many people would come..."

Suddenly, many outsiders arrived in the village. Hearing the commotion, the villagers put down what they were doing and came out to see what was happening. The village was bustling with activity like never before.

The two Taoist priests walked around the village. Master Xuanyi took out talismans and a peach wood sword, but they were not used.

She looked at Master Qingxu, "What does Master Qingxu think?"

Master Qingxu stroked his beard and asked him in return, "What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

Master Xuanyi hesitated for a moment, then replied cautiously, "In my humble opinion, there is nothing unusual."

Master Qingxu, with a kind and benevolent expression, said, "In my opinion, that is indeed the case."

The two exchanged a glance, and Master Xuanyi guiltily looked away, saying, "It seems that my Taoist skills are not much different from Master Qingxu's."

Master Qingxu nodded in deep agreement.

The conversation between the two was overheard by the people behind them. They were somewhat disappointed that they hadn't witnessed the two Taoist priests taking action, but they were also quite surprised. They were able to hear these words from Taoist Qingxu, which meant that the strange events in Hanhua Village must have been resolved. However, they wondered who this female Taoist priest was, that she was even more powerful than the Taoist priests of Qixia Temple.

The strange occurrences in Hanhua Village are known to almost everyone in Jing'an Prefecture. There are even strange children born in Hanhua Village who are still alive and make a living by begging.

While everyone was secretly speculating about which sect Yan He belonged to, Yan He felt that his disguised identity might have been exposed by Master Qingxu.

But she had to keep up the act, so she asked Meng Fuqing, "May I ask, young lady, where are the female Daoist practitioners in the village now?"

Everyone listened intently.

Meng Fuqing deliberately ignored the gazes coming from behind her. "She can't stay still. She said she's going to travel around Jing'an Prefecture and won't be back for a few days."

"That's a real pity," Yan He said, feigning nonchalance. "The student has surpassed the master. If there's an opportunity, I'd like to get to know this young fellow Daoist."

"If we are destined to meet, we will meet again."

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, the people who had come along left the village one after another. After Meng Fuqing and Meng Bochang, who had rushed over, saw the two old Taoist priests off, only two outsiders remained in the village.

Meng Fuqing's gaze fell on Chu Ci's face again. "Is there anything else, you two?"

Wei Yan stepped forward, his handsome smile shining. "I heard there's a white wolf in the village. I wonder whose it is?"

“It’s mine,” Meng Fuqing replied, looking at him.

"I have never seen a white wolf before. Would you be so kind as to take us to see it, young lady?" Wei Yan closed his folding fan and tapped it a few times in his palm. "It's not free. I'll pay you."

Meng Fuqing simply made a 'please' gesture, "Please, gentlemen."

The two were led to a white wolf sleeping on a large rock. The wolf opened its eyes alertly, and upon seeing the strangers, it got up and slowly walked over.

"It really is a wolf?" Wei Yan exclaimed, then his eyes revealed obvious admiration. "It's also larger than an ordinary wolf. If we could..."

He looked intently at Meng Fuqing, "I like this white wolf. Would you be willing to part with it, young lady? Name your price!"

Before Meng Fuqing could speak, Chu Ci, who hadn't said much, spoke first: "I advise you to shut up, it might want to eat you."

Upon hearing this voice, Meng Fuqing's brows twitched.

She had just noticed that this person gave her a sense of familiarity. After looking closely at his face, she realized that he had disguised himself. She had some guesses in her mind, but she was not sure.

Hearing the voice, though slightly different, she was certain it was Xie Jin.

Wei Yan turned his head and saw that the white wolf was about to pounce on him. His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated.

"Little White!" Meng Fuqing called out, stopping the white wolf's attack. The white wolf scratched the ground a couple of times with its paws, its ferocity vanished, and it scurried back to the big rock to sleep.

Meng Fuqing said directly, "My little white dog is not for sale, please leave, young master."

Having just witnessed the ferocity of the white wolf, Wei Yan grew increasingly fond of it, but worried that he wouldn't be able to tame it, so he had to give up for the time being.

Just as he was about to leave, his companion said, "You go and wait for me at the village entrance. My grandmother has been unwell recently. Since the female Taoist priest in the village is highly skilled, I would like to ask her to come to our house and take a look at the feng shui."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yan was not surprised. Old Madam Chu was a believer in the Three Pure Ones, and Chu Ci went to Qixia Temple today for this matter. He had nothing to do, so he followed along and, seeing the excitement, ended up in Hanhua Village.

But, "Isn't that Taoist priest not in the village?"

"I'll explain to this young lady in detail, and I'd appreciate it if she could convey my message."

Meng Fuqing nodded without saying anything more.

"Then hurry up, Brother Chu." After saying that, Wei Yan tossed Meng Fuqing a piece of silver and left, fanning himself with his fan.

Meng Fuqing accepted the loose silver without ceremony, then looked the person in front of him up and down for a moment, "And what is your identity this time?"

Chu Ci's laziness vanished, replaced by a smile that reached his eyes. "Chu Ci's father and my father were colleagues. He left the border due to serious injuries. Chu Ci and I are childhood friends."

"Two people playing the same person in front of outsiders? Aren't they afraid of being exposed?" Meng Fuqing thought it was unlikely.

Xie Jin observed Meng Fuqing carefully for a moment, his smile faded a bit, and he shook his head, "He was beaten up by his father and was seriously injured. He is currently recuperating in secret, so I took his place in appearing in front of outsiders."

"I was indeed going to Qixia Temple today to find Master Qingxu and inquire about Han Chanzi's whereabouts. I happened to run into them on their way to Hanhua Village, so I followed them."

Meng Fuqing nodded. "I see."

Those trusted by Xie Jin need no further reminders from her. She remembered that the Cold Cicada Seed was one of the antidotes Xie Jin hadn't found.

She asked, "Has the other ingredient been found? Jade Smoke... Is that a rare stone or herb?"

Xie Jin stared at her for a long time before lowering his eyes. "It's a herb that's only found in Jing'an Prefecture and Zhannan area."

"Do you know what it looks like? I can keep an eye out for it when I go up the mountain."

"Yes, I'll give it to you tonight." After a pause, Xie Jin asked, "Did you forget something?"

Meng Fuqing was taken aback. "What?"

Even after Xie Jin left, Meng Fuqing was still completely confused.

After much thought, all she could recall was something that happened that night she was drunk that she didn't know about. She blacked out, but she didn't know?

Before Xie Jin arrived that evening, Yan He swaggered into her room and sat down directly.

"Guess what? Master Qingxu has discovered that I'm not my master anymore!"

Before Meng Fuqing could speak, she continued, "Guess what? News of today's events has spread throughout the prefectural city! As expected, Master Qingxu's name still carries weight; just one trip is enough to clear the village's name!"