Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

The Gu poisons on Zhang Yan's body fell off one by one, leaving him covered in wounds that were a shocking sight.

He lay on the soft soil, half-opening his eyes as he looked at the bright moon in the sky, chuckling softly.

Qian Gu, standing beside him, had reverted to his appearance as a short, old man.

Although he had no wounds on his body, his face was extremely ferocious, and he kept rolling on the ground, howling in pain.

This stillness and movement, coupled with Zhang Yan's soft laughter, brought a great shock to everyone.

If this person were an enemy, how terrifying they would be!

Wei Shufen walked slowly to Zhang Yan and spoke softly.

"Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan, are you alright?"

"I'll help you up."

Zhang Yan was helped to sit up. He looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and the people helping each other up, and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Thank you, everyone."

Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"This is Master's order, you don't need to thank me."

Xu Xin and Dong Chang returned the greeting with a cupped-hand salute, and Xu Xin said.

"I'm just a hired hand, no need to be so polite."

Looking at the men, all of them injured yet still grinning, Wei Shufen felt helpless and spoke up.

“Such a big thing has happened, and we can’t hide it anyway. Yingzi, go down the mountain and find some people to take the children and the wounded down with you.”

After hearing this, Zhang Yan waved his hand and spoke.

"No need. I've hidden a signal flare under a tree near the village. Once it's lit, someone will be waiting down the mountain to meet me."

With such a major incident, and flames shooting into the sky on the mountain, Director Zhu's men, who had been lying in ambush beforehand, should have reached the foot of the mountain by now.

Zhang Yan was about to get up when he said, "I'll go look for it."

"Brother Zhang Yan, you rest first, I'll go find it."

Seeing Zhang Yan struggle to his feet, Zhang Zhiwei immediately spoke.

"I'll go as well."

"Yeah, I think I saw it just now."

Many people rushed to find the signal flare Zhang Yan had mentioned, completely unaware that Zhang Yan had become the leader of the group.

They didn't even ask why there were people waiting for them down the mountain.

Zhang Zhiwei was the first to return. He was holding an object in one hand and a small flame was burning on the index finger of his other hand. He spoke.

"How do you use this thing? Do you just light it?"

Zhang Yan's expression changed drastically upon seeing this, and he shouted hoarsely.

"Big brother, don't light it, please don't light it, that's a bomb I didn't detonate."

His voice was so loud that it drowned out the money-gu's screams.

Zhang Zhiwei was so startled that his hand trembled, extinguishing the flame in his hand. He gave an awkward laugh and said...

"How could I not know it was a bomb? I was just teasing you."

Seeing Zhang Yan's disbelieving expression, Zhang Zhiwei quickly dropped the bomb in his hand and pretended that nothing had happened.

Why were you yelling so loudly just now?

Fortunately, everyone went to look for signal flares, so there weren't many people here.

This can't be blamed on Zhang Zhiwei; he had been diligently cultivating Taoism on the mountain and had never actually seen this novelty before.

Finally, a Tang Clan disciple who frequently went on missions found the signal flare.

Whoosh!

Bang!

After being fed mosquitoes for half the night, Director Zhu immediately perked up when he saw the signal flare. He pulled the bolt of his gun and spoke.

"Brothers, whether we live or die depends on this one tremor, follow me."

Upon hearing the order, the squad leaders relayed it to their subordinates.

"Light the torches and run forward."

Hurala!

Hundreds of torches were lit, and like a fire dragon, they rushed towards the burning village.

Upon arriving at the village, everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Burning houses, corpses everywhere, wailing voices, and craters created by bombs.

What's going on here?

A massacre?

A squad leader spoke up to report.

"Director Zhu, there's no one around the village, everyone's in the center, including quite a few Taoist priests in robes."

“They are already surrounded by us, and no one is resisting.”

"Taoist priest? Please don't shoot, take me there quickly."

Director Zhu was startled and quickly spoke up before following the squad leader.

A Tang Clan disciple perched in a tree saw the armed soldiers leave and asked his companion a question.

"What is Zhang Yan's relationship with the government?"

"How would I know? I'm leaving, I'm leaving."

His companion responded and then disappeared.

The Tang Clan disciples who were not seriously injured all left on their own, while the seriously wounded remained in the village awaiting treatment.

There's no way around it; the Tang Clan is, after all, an assassin organization, so they try to show themselves as little as possible.

Director Zhu arrived in the middle of the village, scanned the area, and immediately shouted.

"Put down your guns, put down your guns, these are all our own people."

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers put away their weapons and curiously looked at everyone.

One of them sat in the middle of the group, seemingly their leader, but his face was covered in scars, making it impossible to discern his features.

There were many wounded people lying around him, and Taoist priests were doing some simple bandaging and treatment.

There was also a group of children being looked after by two Miao women.

The outermost circle consisted of standing Taoist priests, watching them with some wariness.

You can see it through the gaps in the crowd.

The children sat by a fire, most of them with lifeless eyes, staring blankly at the burning flames.

"Righteous man! Righteous man! So you've been here all along."

Director Zhu rushed straight to Wugensheng, who was sitting on the outer edge, and grabbed his hand.

Wugensheng was completely dumbfounded.

Who is this guy with glasses? What does he want?

"Hahaha, Director Zhu, over here, I'm here."

Zhang Yan laughed heartily and quickly called out to Director Zhu.

Director Zhu looked at the person in the middle of the crowd, then at Wu Gensheng, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

I'm not mistaken. Did that disfigured man originally look like this? Could they be twin brothers?

Director Zhu chuckled dryly, released Wu Gensheng's hand, and walked towards Zhang Yan with a puzzled expression.

"Righteous man, what about your face?"

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

Zhang Yan waved his hand and continued.

"Did you bring everything I asked you to bring?"

He simply didn't have the Qi to heal these minor injuries; even if he could recover more Qi, there was a limit to it.

"Yes, yes, the stretcher is ready, and the doctor is waiting at the foot of the mountain."

Director Zhu nodded in response.

"Okay, then hurry up and send the wounded and children down the mountain. There are also some survivors who need to be escorted down the mountain as well."

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of it right away."

Director Zhu nodded in response, thinking to himself that it was indeed a great gift.

Just then, Luo Shuning, who was guarding the two Gu children, walked to the fire and whispered a few words to Wei Shufen.

Wei Shufen's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. She nodded, walked towards Zhang Yan, and said to him.

"We did our best with those two Gu children, but it didn't work."

Zhang Yan's face turned gloomy. He glanced at the money gu, which was now like a corpse, and said...

"He couldn't do anything about it either?"

Wei Shufen shook her head and said.

"There are only three days left. It's too late to go back to the village. In three days, either one of the two children will give birth to a Gu Child Saint Body, or..."

She didn't say anything further, but Zhang Yan knew that either of the two children would die.

Zhang Yan's face was contorted with rage, and with the wounds covering his face, he looked like a demon.

"What use is there in keeping this old dog around!"

Wei Shufen looked at the man, as if she had made up her mind, and spoke.

"Zhang Yan, do you want to learn Gu magic?"