mesbooks Chapter 129 Puzhi's Appearance Revealed
Chapter 129 Puzhi's Appearance Revealed
Two more months passed, but there was still no trace of Puzhi.
This made Ling Feng feel a little worried: When exactly will Pu Zhi make his move?
They can't keep living in constant fear and suspicion!
After all, you can only be a thief for a thousand days, not a thief for a thousand days!
Fortunately, just when Ling Feng was about to lose patience, the three little ones finally brought him news.
They found a strange monk in a dilapidated temple outside the village.
Upon hearing this news, Ling Feng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking:
It seems the plot is finally about to begin! In that case, he should make his move.
After all, whether or not they can successfully cultivate in the future depends entirely on the outcome of this all-out gamble.
Ling Feng had initially asked them to pay attention to a monk, but he didn't tell them the reason behind it.
Now that Puzhi's whereabouts have been discovered, Ling Feng has decided to go and meet him in person.
So, Ling Feng asked the three little ones to take him to that dilapidated temple.
As for their friends, Ling Feng left them all in the village to prevent any accidents.
After all, the three boys are now skilled in martial arts, so even if they encounter any unexpected events, they won't be completely helpless.
Their friends are all ordinary people, and if they encounter any accidents, they will be at the mercy of others.
Ling Feng followed the three little ones to the dilapidated temple. In order to dispel Pu Zhi's wariness, he also brought a meal, pretending to bring him food.
After Ling Feng followed them into the dilapidated temple, he immediately spotted a ragged monk.
The monk was pale and his body was blackish-purple. As soon as Ling Feng saw him, he knew that this must be Puzhi, and that he was poisoned.
Ling Feng did not show his killing intent, after all, experts can sense killing intent to some extent.
If Puzhi senses the danger, he might launch a desperate counterattack, and all four of them could perish here.
After all, Ling Feng is only at the seventh or eighth level of the Refining Essence and Transforming Qi realm at most, while the three little ones have just reached the Refining Essence and Transforming Qi realm.
Although Puzhi was poisoned and injured, as the saying goes, "Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse!" He still had the strength to refine Qi and transform into a spirit, so Ling Feng could not afford to be careless.
When Puzhi saw the group of people enter, his initial wariness lessened somewhat.
After all, he had just met the three boys. Although they had some strength, they posed no threat to him.
Ling Feng, who came with them, is now behaving like an ordinary farmer, honest and simple.
The fact that he was carrying food made Puzhi lower his guard.
It seems that Ling Feng does have acting talent. If this were his previous life, the Oscars would definitely have given him an award.
Ling Feng didn't stay in the dilapidated temple for long. He chatted casually with Pu Zhi for a few minutes, then took his leave with the three little ones.
During their casual conversation, Ling Feng confirmed the other party's identity; it was indeed Pu Zhi.
Throughout the entire process, Ling Feng acted like an honest and upright farmer, without revealing a single flaw.
Not far from the dilapidated temple, Ling Feng made an excuse to go back to get some tableware, sending the three little ones back to the village first, while he returned to the temple alone.
But when he entered the dilapidated temple, he found that Puzhi seemed unsurprised by his return.
Ling Feng was startled and realized something was wrong.
He originally thought he had done something flawlessly, but now it seems that Puzhi has already noticed something.
However, Ling Feng didn't show it. Instead, he pointed to the tableware that had just been brought to them and said:
"Master, I've come back to get the cutlery."
Puzhi sat there, his expression calm, showing no signs of emotional fluctuation.
He looked at Ling Feng quietly, a barely perceptible glint in his eyes.
Ling Feng felt a little guilty under Pu Zhi's gaze, but he remained calm and continued to play the role of an honest and law-abiding person.
Just as Ling Feng was about to pick up the cutlery, Pu Zhi suddenly spoke up:
"You've gone to such lengths to get close to me, are you in cahoots with that person?"
Hearing his question, Ling Feng paused, but quickly composed himself, a smile appearing on his face. He picked up the cutlery and replied with a smile:
"Master, you are joking. I really don't understand what you are talking about."
Although he pretended to be nonchalant on the surface, Ling Feng became secretly on guard. He had prepared for the worst. If Pu Zhi really wanted to attack him, then he would have no choice but to take a gamble.
At the same time, he realized that he could not stay in this place for long and had to leave as soon as possible.
So, without waiting for Puzhi to continue speaking, Lingfeng picked up his cutlery and continued, "..."
"Master, please rest here for now. I'll take my leave."
After saying that, Ling Feng turned and walked towards the door. He knew in his heart that now was not the time to make a move.
After all, Puzhi had already noticed his abnormality, so it would be almost impossible for him to make a move against him.
Therefore, Ling Feng temporarily abandoned the idea of taking immediate action and decided to wait until he returned to the village to make a more thorough plan.
However, just as Ling Feng was about to step out of the dilapidated temple, Pu Zhi's voice suddenly came from behind him.
“Amitabha, benefactor, I actually already knew your intentions, there’s no need to hide them anymore. Although you concealed them well, you still revealed some flaws.”
With his identity exposed, Ling Feng knew he could no longer pretend. He slowly turned around, looked at Puzhi with a helpless expression, and asked with a wry smile:
"Master, I believe we have done everything flawlessly. I wonder where you noticed something amiss?"
Puzhi clasped his hands together, softly recited a Buddhist chant, and then slowly spoke:
"Amitabha, benefactor, let's not talk about those three little fellows. Let's just talk about you. Although you pretend to be honest and law-abiding, how could a farmer have such great strength?"
After listening to him, Ling Feng finally understood where he had revealed his weakness; the problem lay in his lack of strength.
But there was nothing that could be done. Although Ling Feng had tried his best to disguise himself, Pu Zhi's strength was undeniable, and it was not easy to fool him.
Since he had already been exposed, Ling Feng simply spoke frankly:
“Master, although you are obsessed with the dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, I absolutely cannot stand by and watch you achieve this goal at the cost of slaughtering an entire village.”
"Hmm, what are you talking about? What do you mean by 'at the cost of an entire village'? Aren't you in cahoots with that guy from last night?"
Upon hearing Puzhi's question, Lingfeng realized he had misspoke and felt a little annoyed.
Unexpectedly, in a moment of nervousness, I blurted out the plot of my past life.
However, since he had already spoken, Ling Feng decided to do his best to make amends, and he didn't want to be blamed for nothing.
So, after pondering for a moment, he looked at Puzhi and began to deceive him with a sincere expression:
"Who are we on? The reason we did this is because a fortune teller once came to our village."
He told us that a ragged monk would come and slaughter our village.
Not only that, he even told us the reason.
So, we just want to rise up and resist.
After hearing Ling Feng's explanation, Pu Zhi fell silent.
He thought it over carefully, and if it really came to that final step, he might actually do such a thing.