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The light on his right hand disappeared, replaced by the captivating aura of the Demon-Slaying Sword.

The old Taoist priest felt ashamed for a moment, as the brightness of that light was far superior to his own.

The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses was deathly pale, whether from the wound on his chest or from the fear of the death-like figure in front of him, it was hard to tell.

Zhengyangzi

Gu Yuehan, May 14, 17:29

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Volume 2, Chapter 42: A Major Turning Point

The ancient wind suddenly accelerated, and even though it was only about two meters away from the target, it felt as if it had suddenly turned into a long arrow released from a bow.

Shi Xin shook her head in surprise. This kind of instantaneous acceleration was simply beyond the reach of someone of Gu Feng's level, but how could the current situation be explained?!

The "boy" used his last bit of strength to retreat, his ethereal body like a thin veil, leaving a long trail of black mist in his wake.

Even the most foolish person should know that the gas emanating from that ghostly object was highly toxic, but Gu Feng seemed to completely ignore its existence. With the Demon-Slaying Sword clearing the way, the boy's pale, ashen face was already within arm's reach.

It's easy to imagine that Gu Feng, leaping forward at high speed, could easily stab the "ghost" forward with his sword, and it would be doomed to annihilation. But at that moment, something strange happened. Gu Feng stopped, and the golden light of the sword in his hand cascaded down, quickly falling limply to his side as Gu Feng's hand slumped down...

Gu Feng suddenly blurted out, "What's wrong with me?"

Shi Xin called out softly again, "Ancient style."

Gu Feng was startled upon hearing this, then turned around and said happily, "Shi Xin, you're awake! Are you alright?"

Shixin thought to herself, "I should be the one asking you this question."

"It's nothing." Suddenly, he exclaimed in panic, "Gu Feng, be careful!"

The boy stood up and took two steps closer to Gu Feng. Gu Feng immediately thought he was no good and took two steps back.

The man's voice was heavy and hoarse; it was unimaginable that it came from such a face.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Gu Feng looked at him with a complicated expression, but did not say anything.

The boy's deep voice seemed to carry a hint of melancholy and helplessness as he looked at them: "Do you know why I exist?"

Zhao Longteng thought to himself that his question was strange, and stared at his face, which showed no malice whatsoever, with a puzzled look.

Perhaps it was because Zheng Yangzi's magical power corrected some of his misaligned tendons?

Shi Xin looked at him: "You're not human, are you?"

The man gave a wry smile and asked in return, "What do you think?"

Shixin was speechless for a moment: "Why not live a good life?"

He stared up at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought, recalling those helpless memories…

Gu Feng suddenly asked, "How did you die?"

He then countered with, "What do you think?"

Gu Feng was speechless. He glanced at Sun He's corpse lying on the ground and suddenly flew into a rage: "Even if he didn't die a good death, there's no need to drag others down with him!"

He glanced blankly at Sun He: "It was destined!"

Gu Feng was startled: "Destined?"

He looked at Gu Feng thoughtfully: "You're the one who made me see through all this."

Gu Feng was taken aback and said, "What? How could I say such nonsense? Does killing someone mean we should blame the person who was killed for having bad luck? What kind of logic is that?"

He gave a bitter laugh for a moment: "Perhaps, fate shouldn't even exist!"

Zhao Longteng looked at him in surprise: "Could it be that you've seen through it all?"

“No, no, I don’t want to see through it. Such cultivation is beyond the reach of someone as filthy as me. But…” He turned to look at Gu Feng: “Thank you, thank you for letting me understand these things.”

Gu Feng, who was completely baffled, finally understood what was going on: "What are you talking about? I don't understand at all!"

"If... I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Gu Feng asked, "What is it?"

"Please give my regards to Principal Zhong, and tell him that Zhang Ming thanks him for his 'guidance'."

He said his tone was particularly heavy when he gave instructions, as if it had some special meaning?

Gu Feng murmured, "Principal Zhong?"

"Sigh, after making so many mistakes, it's time for him to leave." He looked at the sliver of dawn shining through the broken window and patted Gu Feng on the shoulder: "I heard he has already resigned and I don't know where he went. I know it's a bit difficult, but if you have the chance, I hope you can pass on the message."

Gu Feng nodded hesitantly.

Zhang Ming glanced at Shi Xin, then turned towards the sunlight without hesitation. A voice floated through the air: "You're really beautiful!"

Without the thick black mist enveloping him, his body quickly became blurred, transparent, and finally disappeared upon contact with the not-yet-intense morning sun.

His disappearance was so strange and eerie that those present would probably never forget it.

He walked towards the slanting sunlight, and then his feet disappeared, followed by his legs, then his abdomen, until his entire body vanished from bottom to top like a piece of ice cream that had suddenly melted…

Gu Feng stood in the soft morning light.

So what exactly is the story behind Zhang Ming's death?

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In the passageway leading to the school gate, Gu Feng's phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Ah Mao.

"Brother Feng, come back quickly! Your aunt and uncle are looking for you everywhere."

Gu Feng was momentarily stunned: "Why do you and your aunt want to see me?"

"I'm dizzy, Feng-ge, are you out of your mind? Do you expect me to call your mom 'Mom' and your dad 'Dad'?"

Gu Feng measured his head: "Cat, did I hear that right?"

"No, I heard that Old Zheng suddenly fell ill that day, and your aunt and uncle didn't have time to notify you before sending him to the provincial hospital for emergency treatment. Brother Feng, I didn't expect you to become so superstitious. You actually thought that..."

Gu Feng exclaimed joyfully, "Ah Mao, are you telling the truth? My parents are really alright?"

"Tch, do you think I'd be so bored as to lie to you and get you to come back and kick me a few times?"

Major turning point

Gu Yuehan, May 22, 13:01

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Chapter 43 of Volume 2: Home is Good

Seeing his overjoyed expression, as if he were about to jump for joy—something he hadn't shown since that strange incident—Shi Xin asked curiously, "Gu Feng, what's wrong? Why are you so happy?"

Gu Feng cheerfully said goodbye to Amao, hung up the phone, and said happily, "My parents are fine."

Shi Xin exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

Gu Feng: "Hmph, does that brat Ah Mao dare to joke about something like this?"

While the two were overjoyed by this unexpected good news, Zhao Longteng's brows were so furrowed that they could crack an egg...

He realized something was about to happen, but after counting on his fingers for a while, he couldn't get any information except for a slight headache.

The impending calamity is a foregone conclusion. Although my grandson is the reincarnation of the ancient Zhengyangzi, it seems that apart from possessing some righteous energy, he has no special skills. If we rely on him and myself to face this catastrophe, the outcome will be even worse than an egg hitting a rock!

In a flash, he had already made some plans in his mind. Ignoring the reactions of Gu Feng and the other person, he said, "I have urgent business to attend to and need to return to Fengmo Mountain first."

As soon as he finished speaking, without even checking whether they had noticed what he said, he carried the Golden Dragon Demon-Slaying Sword and set off on his journey, covered in dust.

Gu Feng's expression calmed down.

My goal for this trip was to go to Fengmo Mountain, but the purpose of going to Fengmo Mountain was to find my father and mother. Now that I know they are alright, going to Zhenlong Road is meaningless.

Thinking of this, Gu Feng grabbed Shi Xin and said, "Let's go back."

Just as the two were about to walk out of the school gate, Gu Feng looked back one last time.

After questioning, he discovered that the original Principal Zhong had long since emigrated abroad with his family, so there was probably no hope of fulfilling Zhang Ming's wish, and getting the principal's details about how Zhang Ming died was utterly absurd...

Gu Feng shook his head. Sigh, could this be... what they call destiny?

“Gu Feng, what should we do?” Shi Xin suddenly asked.

"What? What do we do?" Gu Feng turned around and immediately understood what Shi Xin was referring to. The road was empty, not even an ant was there. "Oh no, are we going to have to walk back?"

Shixin looked helplessly at the endless road when suddenly a sound came from inside the school—the cars of the leaders were driving out.

The "fierce ghost" Fu Zhu made these leaders look at Gu Feng and his group with new eyes. When they saw them stopping and circling on the road, they quickly understood what was going on and instructed the driver to drive straight to them.

So, what happened next is easy to understand. After some negotiation, Gu Feng and his companion were spared the pain of a long journey and got into the car directly.

Recalling the strange experiences of the past few days, Gu Feng couldn't help but think to himself, "It seems like my luck has turned around today."

...

Around noon, Gu Feng and his companion appeared at the city funeral home.

From a distance, Gu Feng could see a figure with his back to him on the balcony of the office building. Based on that familiar feeling, Gu Feng was certain that it was his father, Gu Zhengtian!

Gu Zhengtian was leisurely dangling a cigarette from his mouth, squinting as he tended to the flowers and plants under the balcony when he suddenly heard a sound behind him. Reflexively, he quickly stuck the cigarette butt into the flowerpot.

Gu Feng watched this scene with a sense of frustration. It seemed that his father hadn't changed at all!

Gu Zhengtian turned around and found that it wasn't his wife. He looked at the cigarette butt with a wisp of smoke still rising and said to Gu Feng with some disappointment, "You brat, where have you been running off to? Your mother was so worried that she couldn't eat."

Gu Feng gave Shi Xin an awkward smile, seemingly unconcerned about her father's embarrassing moment, before replying to Gu Zhengtian, "That's what I should be asking you. Where did you all go? I've been running around looking for you everywhere."

Gu Zhengtian said, "That day, Lao Zheng suddenly contracted acute meningitis. The city hospital was short of several professional doctors because of that incident, so there was no time to send you to the provincial hospital."

"Then why don't you even bring your phone with you?"

"I brought it, but it's out of power. I forgot to bring the charger! Hey, stop talking and go inside to check on your mom."

Gu Feng smiled and replied, "Oh!" before walking towards the residential building behind.

My mom was sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at the replica of the Mona Lisa. She looked noticeably thinner.

Gu Feng went up to her and called out, "Mom."

Surprise was not enough to express Zhao Ningbi's current emotions. Although it wasn't the first time her son had disappeared without a trace for several days, it was unprecedented for him to vanish without a word. Now that her son had suddenly reappeared alive before her eyes, the joy she felt was beyond what surprise could describe.