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Tang Shituo was walking towards us, step by step, entering the office building. His entire body was dripping with water, but he did not speak, the anger on his face had already explained everything, and Tang Shituo shook his head in disappointment, letting out a barely audible sigh.

His first uncle said with a smile, "Tang, it's like this. After you leave, I'll try a few more times, but the car suddenly caught fire. Seeing that your phone is out of battery, I can't contact you either …"

Tang Shituo did not speak, and only listened to his uncle's pale explanation.

I'm a little curious, how did Tang Shituo find the police station? Although he is very fast, but this 30 kilometer journey should not be any faster than a car. We only took 10 minutes to get here, which means that he has already gone to Miss Yu's house and found no one there, so he came to the police station.

I whispered: "Tang, how did you find the police station?"

Tang Shituo's body was drenched from the rain, his body trembling slightly, he said: "I checked the monitoring system of the Jianhe District, we saw that police car when we came to the east gate, we were worried that the Miss Yu was in danger, so we went our way here, looks like I was thinking too much, since the Mr Heeming has already arranged everything, I am worried too much …"

After saying that, Tang Shituo turned and left. My first uncle did not stop him and I quietly asked Tang Shituo to stay behind, but Tang Shituo did not pay any attention to me and continued to leave.

Only after they had left did Eldest Uncle say, "Let's go as well. This kid has something on his mind, so I can't see through him. I'm even more unsure if he has the same thoughts as us. Ai, I can't see through him …"

I understand what uncle means. Uncle believes that Tang Shituo is not a reliable ally, so if there's anything he wants us to do, he would rather us face it.

If not for his arrival, we would not have known about the matter of the Tianlun Platform, and it would be impossible for us to find out about these clues as well. I think that although Tang Shituo had concealed many things, the moment he appeared, he did indeed bring out the Tianlun Platform that had been hidden for many years.

After we got in the car, I asked my uncle if there was any Blue Lotus Temple in the southern part of the city. His uncle said, "I have never heard of the Green Lotus Temple before, but I think there is one in the Green Mountain Sect, so I can't remember …"

He opened up the navigation system and searched for the Green Lotus Temple. However, he didn't find anything, but the Green Mountain Sect did. According to the navigation system prompt, we set off.

In the car, his first uncle asked: "Nanshan, do you think that I do not trust Tang Shituo enough?"

I nodded, and my first uncle said: "Sigh, Nanshan, it's all life, what I'm going to say to you, you have to rot inside your stomach, even if I die, even if Tang Shituo dies, even if you die, you are not allowed to bring up even half a word, can you do it?"

I lit a cigarette and looked at Eldest Uncle's rare serious face. I felt that the situation was very serious, so I said softly, "Eldest Uncle, if the words you say are so heavy, then don't say it anymore. I'm afraid that you've made a slip of the tongue."

First Uncle: "You're the one who's not listening, then don't blame me for going against Tang Shituo everywhere from now on. I can see that you really trust Tang from the bottom of your heart, right?"

I didn't deny it. I calculated in my heart what my uncle had wanted to say before, whether it was necessary to know or not. Sometimes, it was easier for a person to live like an idiot without knowing anything than to guard a secret and bring it to the coffin.

After weighing the pros and cons, I finally said, "Uncle, please speak. I promise I will bury your words in my stomach until I die."

First Uncle: "Not only is it in your stomach, I want you to pretend that you don't know anything and that you didn't hear anything. Don't show it, not even a little bit."

This would be even more difficult now. For example, if his first uncle were to say that he would die tomorrow, even if I didn't say it out loud, I would still be scared. How could I not show it?

Without waiting for me to speak, his first uncle suddenly said, "Fuquan has a short life, Shituo is Lin Chang."

The cigarette fell from my hand onto the seat, and I was stunned. First Uncle quickly picked up the cigarette and threw it away, telling me to be careful.

Fuquan's life is short, Shituo's forest is long.

The short eight words pierced my heart.

His first uncle's name was Wang Fuquan. Although he had always called himself Mr Heeming, but the name on his identity card was indeed Wang Fuquan. Shituo, Lin Chang, was saying that Tang Shituo's life was very long, right?

However, First Uncle had said that Tang Shituo only had ninety nine days left of life. Could it be that he was hinting at Tang Shituo using First Uncle's lifespan to extend his life?

I hastily asked, "Uncle, what do you mean by 'prophecy'?"

First Uncle was already whistling as he concentrated on driving. A few minutes later, he said, "This prophecy was issued to me many years ago and I didn't believe it until before Tang appeared. But now, it seems like it's impossible to go against fate, remember what I told you before, you are just dead.

Eldest Uncle's tone was extremely strict, making me want to cry all of a sudden. Eldest Uncle had tried to pull me along for twenty years as a father and son, yet now he suddenly told me this news and even made me pretend that I didn't know anything.

I shook my head. "Uncle, I can't do it …"

Eldest Uncle said harshly, "If you really can't do it, then I'll wash your memories right now, but that way, with a certain probability, you'll turn into an idiot. Think about it, if you can't forget this prophecy in a minute, then I'll have to wash your memories manually."

"Uncle, what did you say?" What prophecy? "I don't understand, I don't know what you're talking about. Haha, Eldest Uncle, where are we going? Why do I feel like I've lost my memory …"

Eldest Uncle ignored me, a worried look on his face. Although I said that I had forgotten, how could I forget something like this?

I also understand why my first uncle and Tang Shituo never got along with each other, but what I don't understand is why my first uncle told me to keep this prophecy in my stomach.

However, Eldest Uncle insisted that I pretend that I didn't know anything and that I could only keep smoking. I felt very sad, but I was also helpless.

When we arrived at the foot of the mountain in the southern part of the city, the navigation notification indicated that we would continue south along the unknown road until we reached the Green Mountain Taoist temple. First uncle suddenly stopped the car, and by then, the rain had lessened a bit as we got off the car and saw the ruts in front of us.

"Nanshan, hurry up and take the photo. The rut will be washed away by the rain soon, looks like someone is ahead of us …"

After continuously taking a series of pictures, I found a tape measure to take pictures of the size of the rut, I returned to my car and drove up the mountain. After driving for a few hundred meters, the car was no longer able to get on.

The tracks on the ground had already been washed away by the rain, so we ran frantically towards the temple. Big Uncle was slightly faster than me, but he was still a lot slower than Tang Shituo.

Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived in front of the temple. The signboard with the words "Green Mountain Taoist temple" written in large, gilded characters seemed to be in ruins. They didn't know when it had been hung up and called it a Taoist temple, but it was only three tile-roofed buildings.

The small Green Mountain Taoist temple looked especially desolate on this nameless mountain; it was truly deserted. The fire of the temple was definitely not strong. Not to mention a rainy day, even when the weather was good, few people would come here.

This also shows that the ruts we encountered before were very problematic.

The main door to the monastery was open as we entered. Eldest Uncle called out to us from the main hall, "Is there anyone here?"

Very soon, a little Daoist boy ran out. When he saw us, his face revealed a hint of excitement and said, "The two of you, the Blessed Immortal! Are you here to burn some incense?"

Seeing the little Daoist's reaction, it seemed that he had not been here for a long time. First Uncle asked, "Has anyone else come today?"

The little Daoist shook his head and said, "Don't even mention today, there aren't many people this summer. The latest batch of pilgrims are the few students who came at the end of June. Are the two of you here to find them?"

The little Daoist boy had delicate features and looked to be in his early twenties, but his mind was meticulous. When we asked if anyone had come, we knew that they were not here in the rain to make incense, but to look for someone.

First Uncle nodded and said, "That's right, we're here to look for someone. Did no one else come before us?"

The little Daoist boy said, "The small path does not dare to deceive the good people. Indeed, no one has come before. The small path has always been here, so anyone who comes would naturally know."

First Uncle asked again, "May I ask if Senior Guang Lingzi is here?"

The little Daoist nodded and said, "The good man came to find my master?" "Please excuse me, my master, the weather is not good and my legs are cold. I am resting in my room and was unable to welcome my esteemed guest."

The little Daoist boy was young, but he had good manners.

First uncle returned the gesture and said, "There's no need to be polite. We came to Senior Guang Lingzi to look for you because we have something to ask you.

When the little Daoist saw his uncle's response, he smiled and said, "Calm down, Fellow Daoist."

With that, the little Daoist went to a small room on the west side and said, "Master, there are guests coming from afar …"

There was no response from inside the house. The little Daoist called out a few more times, but there was still no response from inside. Eldest Uncle looked puzzled and followed me to the door to the west room.

The little Daoist boy raised his voice and shouted a few times, but there was still no response. I felt deeply uneasy, and the little Daoist boy also became anxious. His voice trembled a little as he whispered to us, "Master might have fallen asleep …"

First uncle said solemnly, "Knock the door open."

Eldest Uncle kicked on the door, easily kicking the already weak wooden door open. A white-haired old man was sitting in a meditative pose with his heart at ease, I immediately used Yin Yang Eye to look, but this old man no longer had his soul.

The old man's face was pale white, the little Dao Child naturally saw through the problem, and immediately went forward to check Guang Lingzi's situation, touching the old man's pulse, the little Dao Child's body trembled, and said: "Master, master has changed …."