Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 487 Clues

At this point, it was only natural for Han Yi to share half of the spoils with ** to maintain their friendship.

"There's no need for such formalities between us." He waved his hand dismissively. "Just remember to come over promptly next time I need something."

A mere few tens of thousands of taels of gold notes were not something he cared about. As the eldest son of the Hu family and one of the three young masters of Huayang City, his annual allowance alone was more than that.

"Okay." Han Yi nodded emphatically, his tone flat.

The gold ticket isn't very useful, especially relative to his current level.

If, as ** said, further troubles do arise, then making good use of this large sum of money and planning ahead will undoubtedly reduce a lot of problems.

As night gradually faded and the surrounding light slowly brightened, the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking could be faintly heard from the distant streets.

Han Yi didn't linger. After exchanging a few words with **, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and darted towards the city wall.

He needs to get back in time to create an alibi and clear himself of any suspicion.

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Jingtianzhuang, Jiuquyuan.

As dawn breaks, the shadows of the trees sway and the lake ripples. The surroundings are bathed in golden light, with countless shimmering ripples on the water. Scattered, exquisite pavilions are arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern around the flower lake.

Fang Shouming, dressed in a wide blue robe and wearing a feather fan and a silk turban, was a man of imposing stature and extraordinary bearing. At this moment, he was fanning himself with a feather fan, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction as he stared ahead.

"Hey Zhao Laogou, are you even capable? If you're not, just say so. It's been so many days, and you've been running around everywhere. Do you really think my time is free?"

Ahead was a man with his hair and beard standing on end, his canine teeth barking. He was currently crawling on all fours like a large dog, his nostrils flaring as if he were constantly sniffing and investigating something.

"Young Master Fang, please be patient and calm down. Let's discuss this carefully. Some time has passed since what happened that night."

The smell is all mixed up now, let me analyze it slowly and find a clue." The middle-aged man didn't turn his head, speaking slowly, as if he hadn't heard Fang Shouming's clearly insulting address at all.

"Hmph! Calm down, calm down! These past few days, all you've said is that you need time!"

"Old Zhao, you patted your chest and guaranteed me everything before! If this drags on, what will we need you for?" Fang Shouming impatiently fanned himself.

After Chen Lingmo's accident that day, the scene was sealed off, awaiting the investigation to find out the truth.

Fang Shouming also spent several days and nights investigating, but to no avail. No wonder he's now so irritable and impatient.

But Zhao Laogou seemed not to hear, and continued to sniff forward.

Seeing how focused and serious he was, Fang Shouming could only swallow his anger and give up for the time being.

Ever since that night when Chen Lingmo was severely injured by the men in black, Eagle Claw King Chen Ying's goodwill towards the father and son plummeted to rock bottom, and his impression of them was extremely poor.

Fang Shouming, and the businesses under his father Fang He's name, also suffered a lot of targeting because of this incident.

There were either thieves committing petty thefts or bandits secretly sabotaging the operation, causing significant losses.

In just a few days, three of Fang Shouming's own shops were forced to close down.

Even the external forces of Jingtian Manor were under tremendous pressure because of Chen Ying's anger.

Various troubles followed one after another, and the cooperation that had been negotiated and agreed upon fell through, resulting in a lot of resources and money going down the drain.

Many people in Jingtian Village already had a bad impression of the father and son, and all of this made them even more resentful and angry towards them.

Fortunately, it was his father who stepped in, took the initiative to find Chen Ying, and coordinated and explained the reasons, stopping the Three Mountains Party's targeting of Jingtian Manor. Only then did the aftermath of Chen Lingmo's serious injury gradually subside.

He did not participate in this process afterward, but he understood that his father, Fang He, must have paid a heavy price to temporarily quell Chen Ying's anger.

However, this was only a temporary measure. Fang Shouming knew that as long as the real culprit who injured Chen Lingmo was not found, Chen Ying's targeting of the father and son would still be like a hidden bomb, ready to explode at any time.

Only by finding the real culprit can this matter be truly resolved and Chen Ying's trust in him and his son be restored.

Therefore, in the past few days, while his father Fang He was out socializing and coordinating, Fang Shouming himself gathered a large number of extraordinary people and tracking experts, hoping to find a solution to this matter.

Fang Shouming, the son of the deputy head of Jingtian Manor and a young master of a branch of the Fang family, naturally had many retainers gathered around him.

Zhao Laogou was the most famous tracking master, unanimously recommended by all the retainers.

This person was born with wrinkled skin on his face, like layers of tree bark, extremely rough and ugly, so his parents abandoned him, considering it an omen of bad luck.

Fortunately, every cloud has a silver lining. In the freezing cold, this man was rescued by a mother dog who nursed him. He grew up among dogs and became a burly man with a cruel personality.

After he came of age, he somehow learned a strange set of martial arts skills. After becoming a martial arts master, he personally found his biological parents, killed them, and ate their flesh.

From that moment on, this person became famous and was regarded as a rising star in the demonic path.

The term "demon path" is short for "demon," derived from the Sanskrit word "Mara." It is called "demon" because it severs the path of wisdom and life. Furthermore, it is also called "demon" because it constantly engages in indulgence and harms itself.

In other words, any martial artist who follows their own desires, disregards moral rules and martial arts regulations, and only cares about their own pleasure, can be called a demonic person.

Because this person's original surname was Zhao, he did not have a formal name, and he revered dogs as his mother, many people jokingly called him Old Dog Zhao.

Unexpectedly, he readily accepted the name, believing it suited his background. From then on, Zhao Laogou became his name.

Although Zhao Laogou is a member of the demonic path, his skill in taming beasts is truly remarkable. He is adept at controlling forty or fifty fierce dogs, calling out to them in packs and forming dog formations. Coupled with the strange martial arts he learned from the pack of dogs, his strength is indeed formidable.

Of course, if Zhao Laogou had stopped there, given his behavior of readily eating human flesh, drinking human blood, and desecrating corpses, he would have long been wanted and hunted down by a prestigious sect like Jingtianzhuang.

As a member of the demonic path, besides fighting and killing, his greatest skill is tracking and searching.

Perhaps because he grew up among dogs, his sense of smell, sight, and hearing are far beyond those of ordinary people, which naturally allows him to discover clues that are difficult for ordinary people to find at the scene.