Chapter 368: Heavenly Master Wang Qiankun! Suspected Old Acquaintance

The mountain color was misty, the bright moon rising high.

Under the dark sky, Wang Qianyu's eyes were like nails, nailed dead to Zhang Fan's body, looking up and down, seemingly unable to move away ever again.

"Senior... Senior..." Zhang Fan felt his hair stand on end from being stared at, and could not help but call out twice.

"The more I look, the more familiar it is."

Wang Qianan's expression was strange. He saw a familiar shadow on Zhang Fan, hidden in the dust of the years, right on the tip of his tongue, about to come out, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

"Young man, who else is in your family? Generations of Daoist practice?" Wang Qianan suddenly asked.

Generally speaking, being able to stand out at a young age, most people have a family background and a very deep foundation.

"Only my dad. He does odd jobs on construction sites." Zhang Fan stated the fact.

"A person of the secular gate!?"

Wang Qianan looked at Zhang Fan deeply, then slowly withdrew his gaze and did not ask more.

A moment later, the group walked into the deep mountains and actually saw a manor hidden among the trees. Looking down, it was a full three to five football fields in size.

"Good guy, to be able to build a manor of this scale in the mountains..."

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows. His realm was high, but after all, he had been poor since he was a child, so where had he seen such a handiwork?

"This counts as an illegal building, right."

Zhang Fan leaned into Meng Qiwu's ear and whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense." Meng Qiwu glared fiercely.

She was a disciple of Mount Zhongnan, but she didn't know that the Wang family actually had such an industry in Luoying Mountain.

A manor of this scale, built in the mountains, is not something that can be done just by having money.

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it's not normal. This is the Wang family; be careful with your words." Meng Qiwu reminded.

"Who said I haven't seen it?" Zhang Fan glanced.

The 【Sanqi Orphanage】 he stayed in when he was a child was also built in the mountains, and in terms of scale, it was about the same as the manor before him.

At that time, he, Zhou Yi, Ge Shuangxiu, Luo Sen, Ji Suan, and Chen Ji—a group of little friends—spent over a year together in that orphanage.

For Zhang Fan, that was an unforgettable experience.

Because of this, the reunion with Ge Shuangxiu not long ago made him feel so happy, and at the same time, he had to sigh at the mystery of fate.

The root planted the day before yesterday will bear fruit in the coming days.

Ever since reuniting with Ge Shuangxiu, Zhang Fan always had an intuition that he and that orphanage would definitely have intersections again.

"Qingshan, arrange accommodation for them."

"President Wu, let's go to the front hall to talk."

Walking into the manor, Wang Qianan gave instructions and led Wu Qilang away.

"So big."

Zhang Fan scanned it. This manor actually had an independent Daoist temple, worshipping Founder Chongyang. Besides this, there were gardens, Dan rooms, quiet chambers, medical clinics... everything was available.

"That... what is that called... Wang Qingshan..." Zhang Fan suddenly called out.

Wang Qingshan stopped his steps and looked back at Zhang Fan with some resentment.

If it weren't for Zhang Fan, his brother Wang Qinghe's cultivation would not have been ruined, Qin Ergou would have long since fallen into their Wang family's hands, and as for Wang Qingyi, perhaps he would not have encountered an accident and lost his cultivation.

With such hatred, Zhang Fan actually had to think for a long time to remember his name, obviously not putting him in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Wang Qingshan suppressed the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart and said coldly.

"Do you have Wi-Fi here?" Zhang Fan asked.

"What?" Wang Qingshan was stunned, as if he hadn't heard Zhang Fan's question.

"Wi-Fi, Mount Zhenwu has it. You don't have it here?" Zhang Fan asked.

Senior Brother Pojie said that if you spend some money, you can install Wi-Fi in the mountains, and the signal is good.

Wang Qingshan's round eyes gradually tightened, looking at Zhang Fan with some incredulity. The place where his temples bulged seemed to jump. He held it in for a long time before spitting out a sentence.

"Yes!"

"There really is!"

Before he could answer, Zhang Fan had already opened Wi-Fi, and the first one to pop up was 【Wang Family Courtyard】.

"That... Daoist friend Qingshan, what is the Wi-Fi password?"

"Eight nines!" Wang Qingshan gritted his teeth and spat out, walking ahead without looking back, his steps faster.

"Holy crap!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan exclaimed: "As expected of a Pure Yang family!"

"What's wrong?" Meng Qiwu leaned forward, concerned.

"Full signal!" Zhang Fan showed his phone.

"..."

Wang Qingshan walked in front, stumbling, almost falling.

Yan Fei and Han Wenlong looked at Zhang Fan with strange expressions. They found it hard to understand how they could have fallen into the hands of such a person.

"Will you die if you don't go online?"

Meng Qiwu pulled Zhang Fan's sleeve and whispered.

"My data for this month is used up. It's ten yuan per GB." Zhang Fan complained.

"..."

"Hurry up and walk!"

Yan Fei lowered her head, pulled Han Wenlong, and walked directly past Zhang Fan and Meng Qiwu, following Wang Qingshan's pace.

"Do you feel Wang Qianan's invitation is a bit strange?" Meng Qiwu suddenly said.

"He doesn't want us to leave." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"That means..."

"It means there is a secret hidden in this mountain. He is afraid that our purpose is not pure, and if we are let go, it will cause extra trouble." Zhang Fan guessed.

"I estimate the Tomb of the Living Dead is in the mountain."

Speaking to this point, Zhang Fan's gaze sank, and he began to calculate in his heart how to investigate thoroughly when the night was deep and quiet.

"Look!"

Just at this moment, Meng Qiwu suddenly pulled Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan looked in the direction of Meng Qiwu's gaze and saw a wheelchair parked in the corridor not far away. Sitting on the wheelchair was a person—it was none other than Wang Qingyi.

At this moment, he also happened to see Zhang Fan. The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting briefly. Wang Qingyi slowly withdrew his gaze, his expression calm, pushing the wheelchair and turning to leave.

"The once-proud talent of the Wang family, he is completely ruined." Meng Qiwu sighed.

That was a monster who comprehended the 【Life and Death Ming Chapter】, the hope of this generation of the Wang family. Once upon a time, his cultivation was much deeper than Meng Qiwu's.

But now, he has completely become a useless person, and there is no hope for cultivation in this life.

"Is there really no hope? Perhaps."

Zhang Fan shook his head and followed.

Late at night, in a corner of the Wang family courtyard.

Inside a quiet room.

"Uncle Qianan, the people have been settled." Wang Qingshan stood before the table and reported. ===== CHAPTER 369 =====