Evil Master and Disciple

Seeing Ye Feng's solemn assurance that they would make a lot of money by cooperating with Yue Yinling in the yellow tobacco business, the three tyrants gradually believed it.

After all, the pipe-smoking girl Yue Yinling is smarter than a monkey. Since she has chosen to do business with Ye Feng, this matter might really succeed.

I have some grudges with the pipe girl at the gambling table, but what does that grudge matter compared to making money?

The Yunhai clan is a large and powerful family with tens of thousands of inner and outer disciples, but the sect only provides a few resources every month.

Moreover, these guys like to gamble, and the pocket money given by their elders every month is not enough for them to spend, so they have to eat dirt for half a month every month.

It would be great if I could really open up my business, or collect debts from Tianfengyuan like I did last time and make some extra money.

After resolving the matter, Ye Feng put his hands on his waist and said, "I make money thinking about you guys, but you guys are still close to me and act like good brothers! I was punished to stay in the ancestral land for three months, and you guys haven't even come to see me once!"

Qi Yao explained: "Boss, it's not that we don't want to go, but according to the regulations, we can't go casually."

The fat and thin monks all nodded heavily.

Ye Feng curled his lips and said, "Come on, the Bamboo Forest Ancestral Land is a place where no one lives and no one lays eggs. There is no one supervising it..."

"Boss, we don't know. We are all good, law-abiding teenagers. The sect rules don't allow visits, so we naturally can't go in.

But we haven't forgotten you. We knew you were going to be released from prison soon, so yesterday we went to Xianling Valley to buy you a gift."

"Yeah!"

"Where's the gift? Give it to me!"

"Well...didn't I run into Chen Shuwen and the others when I was choosing gifts yesterday?"

Ye Feng said, "Go to Xianling Valley tomorrow and sell it again! Don't sell it too cheaply!"

The group flew towards their residence on the mountainside.

Ye Feng asked Miss Xiaoman to take Huang Ling'er back to Fenglingju first, while he sent the injured fat and thin monks back to their residence.

By the time Ye Feng returned to Fenglingju with Juanzhuang in his mouth and Sanzhier on his back, it was already afternoon.

Fatty Yulong also returned to Fenglingju and was now sitting on a lounge chair in the yard, listening to Huang Ling'er's excited talk about her junior brother's heroic performance in the square arena today.

Fatty Yulong didn't seem very happy when he heard that his disciple had defeated Chen Shuwen in such a high-profile manner.

Seeing Ye Feng coming back, Fatty Yulong stood up and said, "Feng'er, come in with me. I have something to tell you."

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat and he quickly put out the cigarette.

He stuffed Sanzhier to Huang Linger and said, "Linger, get Sanzhier something delicious."

Then he hurriedly followed his master into the room.

"Close the door."

"Um……"

After Ye Feng closed the door, Fatty Yulong said, "Feng'er, I heard from Ling'er that you made a big splash in the square today. Even Chen Shuwen was defeated by your sword."

Ye Feng laughed dryly and said, "I also got a bargain. Chen Shuwen fought for three rounds in a row and consumed a lot of energy, so I was lucky enough to defeat him.

But Master, don't worry. The ancestors in the ancestral hall have taught me a lot in the past three months. I will definitely become a great swordsman in the future and will never bring shame to you!"

Seeing the fat master's dark face was a little gloomy, Ye Feng was a little puzzled and said: "Master, your disciple has made you proud, why don't you seem very happy?"

Fatty Yulong said, "Because you are stupid, because you are dumb, because you are the biggest idiot in the world.

Feng'er, it's good to be a playboy who eats, drinks, gambles, smokes, cheats and steals. Eat and drink every day, flirt with girls when bored, and beat up anyone you don't like. What a carefree life it is.

You are Ye Daba, the bully who bullies men and women. You should do bad things like touch pretty girls' butts. How could you have such a terrible idea of ​​changing your career to become a swordsman?!

Fatty Yulong's words left Ye Feng completely confused.

He stared at the fat master blankly for a while before saying, "Master... wait a moment... pause for a moment...

So, if I understand correctly, you don't want me to be a good person who fights for justice, but a bully?"

"Yeah." Fatty Yulong nodded. It seemed as if he, Yulong's disciple, was born to be a bad guy.

Ye Feng jumped up and shouted, "Master, are you kidding me? They say that a disciple becomes a dragon and a daughter becomes a phoenix. You are my real master, how can you be a master like this? You actually let your most senior disciple be a bad guy who touches a girl's butt?"

Ah... I know, it must be because of Ling'er. Now that you've found your own daughter, you don't want your best disciple anymore! You old man are so mean! "

Fatty Yulong grabbed Ye Feng and started kicking him hard.

Ye Feng screamed, but it was difficult for him to avoid the fat master's big feet. In the end, he was kicked more than ten times.

After Fatty Yulong kicked him, he said angrily, "Stinky boy, if your master didn't want you to be well, would he have secretly protected you in the bamboo forest?"

Ye Feng rubbed his buttocks, which were sore from being kicked, and said depressedly: "Then why did you make me become a bad guy, Master? I finally made up my mind to turn over a new leaf!

Besides, our Yunhai Sect is the leader of the righteous path, and our disciples are all sword immortals who are loved by the world! You are... pushing me into the fire pit? If you don’t give me a perfect explanation today, I... I..."

"What are you going to do? Do you still want to hit Master?"

"I...I won't eat dinner!"

Fatty Yulong was so angry that he laughed.

He said, "You little brat, you're still young and don't understand your current situation. I've already reported what happened in the bamboo forest to your headmaster, and he said that for the next period of time, all factions will gather in Yunhai Sect to observe the ceremony. It's not appropriate to deal with this matter for the time being and we have to put it on hold.

I can tell from your head master's attitude that perhaps because this matter involves two of his true disciples and over a hundred elders and elite disciples, he won't punish them harshly."

Ye Feng nodded.

The last time Uncle Yun Yi spoke to him, he had already guessed this would be the result.

"So what? The head master came to me privately and said that the matter is over and no one will use it to harm me in the future."

"Oh, has the Sect Leader already contacted you?"

"Yes. He and I are old acquaintances. He often comes to the bamboo forest to see me and chat with me."

"what?!"

Master Yulong's fat face stiffened slightly.

"Does he visit you often? Isn't the Sect Master in seclusion all the time? Why would he come to see you?"

“How should I know? I just arrived in the bamboo forest a few days ago and I met the head master uncle in the ancestral land. Every time he came, he would stare at the tomb with no words on it for a long time.

I saw that he was unhappy, so I chatted with him..."

Master Yulong's expression kept changing.

He never expected that this kid Ye Feng actually became friends with the headmaster in private.

Except for the monitor, everything else that Fatty Yulong has is top-of-the-line.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

His second senior brother rarely chats with even his own disciples, so how could he often talk about family matters with Ye Feng?

There must be a reason for this!

"Could it be that... the second brother already knew Feng'er's identity?"

"Master...Master...what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the fat master in a daze, Ye Feng couldn't help but call out a few times.

Fatty Yulong came back to his senses and looked at Ye Feng with complicated eyes.

"Feng'er, what did you and the Sect Leader talk about?"

"Nothing much, just small talk. He was quite kind. He even took my hand and strolled with me through the bamboo forest. He asked me about my cultivation and whether I had a crush on anyone..."

Fatty Yulong's expression became more and more complicated as he listened to Ye Feng's story.

After a moment, Fatty Yulong smiled bitterly and said, "Kind... This is the first time I've heard a young disciple use the word kind to describe the Second Brother."

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Master, is the head master really strict? Why do I feel that he is quite nice when I have been in contact with him recently?"

"It's because you are shameless. Others would have stayed away from the Sect Leader when they met him, but you are the only one who dares to approach him.

"Oh, you just said that your head master often stares blankly at a blank tomb in the ancestral land? Which ancestor's tomb is it?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know. There's nothing written on the stone tablet. I asked the head master, and he said it was the tomb of a deceased person. He also told me to go and pay my respects to the tomb when I have time. Oh, and the owner of the tomb must have died not long ago. The soil on the grave is still very fresh."

"Where is the location?"

"It's in the row east of Grand Master Xuan Fu Zhenren, directly opposite Grand Master's tomb."

Master Yulong's expression darkened slightly and he fell into deep thought.

The tombs in the bamboo forest are buried from west to east. The further west the tomb is, the higher the generation.

The closer to the east, the lower the generation.

Xuanfu Zhenren was the previous headmaster, and his tomb is located in the center of the twenty-fifth generation of disciples.

To the east is the twenty-sixth disciple.

The tomb of this wordless stele is located just to the east of Xuanfu Zhenren, indicating that this person has a very high status in the Yunhai Sect.

It is right opposite the tomb of Xuanfu Zhenren, which is even stranger.

The several positions to the east of Xuanfu Zhenren should be used by his true disciples in the future, such as Yun Yi, Yulong, Yumian, Yuchenzi and so on.

But these people are not dead.

In recent times, Yunhai Sect has not heard of any respected elder passing away and being buried in the bamboo forest.

"Elder brother..."

The image of that majestic figure suddenly appeared in Master Yulong's mind.

Then think of Master Yun Yi's strange attitude towards Ye Feng.

The bad premonition in my heart became stronger and stronger.

"Impossible, the eldest brother has been dead for more than two hundred years... That grave is new... It can't be the eldest brother..."

"But if it's not the eldest brother, then all this can't be explained... Could it be that the eldest brother is not dead?!"

Thinking of this, Master Yulong's eyes widened slightly.

The scene of that snowy night more than two hundred years ago once again appeared in my mind.

At that time, he and Junior Sister Yuying went to chase Linglong and her son, and he didn't know what happened afterwards.

But after returning, Master Yun Yi privately told him that he had executed his eldest brother, who had fallen into the devil's way, on the spot. Yulong had never seen his eldest brother's corpse.

"Could it be that the eldest brother is really not dead? Has he been imprisoned in Xingluo Peak?"

Fatty Yulong really wanted to pick up a shovel and go over there to dig up the tombstone without any words on it.

"Master! Master! Master...Father!!!"

Seeing that his fat master was in a daze again, Ye Feng put his mouth in front of Fatty Yulong's ears and roared loudly.

"What are you doing, little brat! Your master is not deaf!" Fatty Yulong reached out and scratched his ears.

"Master, why are you always in a daze? Are you possessed or are you missing women?"