Walking by the Abyss on Thin Ice

Chapter 234 – The Prime Minister Returns

"Wen Guan Mountain!"

Su Yun hurried forward and carefully examined the corpse. It was indeed Wen Guan Mountain.

Wen Guan Mountain was revered as the saint of the miscellaneous family in the Four Great Myths. He had a magnificent appearance and was still in his young years despite being only a few decades younger than the other three myths.

He had a unique charm. Su Yun had seen him in front of the Golden Luang Hall, and Wen Guan Mountain gave people a feeling of standing in the center of the world, standing tall and unshakable even in the face of storms and winds.

Such a person was extraordinary, even the officials and generals of the court, and even the emperor himself, were all overshadowed by him.

Therefore, Su Yun could not be mistaken about the identity of the corpse in front of him. It was Wen Guan Mountain!

But...

"The Prime Minister of Yuanshuo, the saint of the miscellaneous family, one of the Four Great Myths, how could he die here?"

Su Yun shuddered and quickly looked around the rest of the secret room. It was not very large, only about five zhang in size. Besides Wen Guan Mountain, there were some inscriptions on the walls.

Those inscriptions were extremely strange. Su Yun read them carefully and became more and more surprised.

It was a complex network of relationships, from the names of Wen Guan Mountain\'s wives, children, and friends, to his influence and connections with various characters.

In addition, there were also Wen Guan Mountain\'s habits, expressions, and the habits of other officials in the Prime Minister\'s Mansion.

There was more on the wall, including the Dao Saint and Holy Buddha\'s profound skills!

Su Yun didn\'t know much about the Holy Buddha\'s techniques, but he had seen the Dao Saint\'s Peach Blossom Skill many times, and even went to the Dao Saint\'s spiritual realm to see the three corpses and other gods and goddesses of the Dao.

And on the wall was also the Peach Blossom Skill of the Dao Saint, but a simplified version. However, after Su Yun roughly read it, his mind was buzzing.

This simplified version of the Peach Blossom Skill almost explained the subtleties of the Dao Saint\'s skills and abilities!

According to the Peach Blossom Skill on the wall, there was absolutely no problem with cultivation, and the achievement would not be much smaller than the real Peach Blossom Skill!

"This, this..."

Su Yun\'s forehead was sweating, and he looked at the Holy Buddha\'s techniques on the other side.

The Holy Buddha\'s technique was called the Ling Mountain Proof, a miraculous technique of the Buddha\'s sect. Su Yun roughly read it once, and even the simplified version on the wall could reach a high level of cultivation!

"Such talent, such talent..."

He suddenly woke up and looked around: "Who led me here? It couldn\'t be Mr. Wild Fox. He\'s dead, and I personally buried him. But..."

The secret room was not large, and Su Yun quickly searched it, but was shocked to find that there was no one else in the secret room besides him.

The mysterious person who led him to this mansion and drew a door after guiding him here seemed to have disappeared into thin air!

"Right, he had a very strange divine power and could draw doors."

Su Yun silently said to himself: "He must have drawn a door to leave this place after leading me here... wait a minute! After the leader, Qin Wuling, died, his spirit was sent into Han Jun\'s brush and turned into a brush monster!"

He walked around, and the brush monster was sold by Han Jun to the young Confucian saint, Cen Bo, and was named Dan Qing and taken as a disciple.

"Could the person who led me here be Dan Qing?"

Su Yun hesitated. If it was Dan Qing\'s miraculous brush, it wouldn\'t be so strange to draw a door, but if it was really him, why didn\'t the person want to see him?

Were there any other hidden secrets here?"What\'s more important is, why did Prime Minister Wen die in this secret room? And if Prime Minister Wen died here, then who was the Prime Minister Wen I saw in the Golden Palace earlier?"

"When did the real Prime Minister Wen actually die? And who could have killed him? He was a sage of the miscellaneous school after all!"

"Also!"

Su Yun stopped in his tracks and looked around. "What is this place? Whose mansion is this? And why is Mr. Wild Fox\'s skin hanging here?"

His expression was constantly changing, and he felt uneasy.

Mr. Wild Fox was buried by him personally, and Qiu Shuijing was there watching him bury him. Could it be that the owner of this mansion dug up Mr. Wild Fox and skinned him?

Why did he skin Mr. Wild Fox? And why did he collect and hang his skin in the study?

Why were there so many old sacred scriptures in his study?

Su Yun had learned all of those old sacred scriptures, which were personally taught to him by Mr. Wild Fox over the course of seven years!

Perhaps...

Su Yun vigorously shook his head, scared by his own thoughts, feeling like his mind was collapsing.

He had experienced this kind of mental collapse once before.

It was in Qingyu Town, where he learned that he was not a child who had been raised and cared for by Uncle Qu, Auntie Luo, and Granny Le. He was actually sold by his parents to Uncle Qu and the others, who did not take care of him, but instead conducted many terrible experiments on him.

The reason why Uncle Qu and the others took care of him was actually because they were advised to do so by Cen Bo, who was hanged from a crooked-necked willow tree. Uncle Qu warned them that they owed Su Yun a lot and had to take care of him until he could survive.

Su Yun did not learn the truth until he was in Qingyu Town, and his mind collapsed, feeling like he was about to fall into the demonic path.

But he still walked out of it.

This time, he experienced that feeling of despair again, almost stepping into the demonic path!

Because Mr. Wild Fox was also his loved one!

He took care of Hua Hu, Qing Qiuyue, and others, worked hard in the city, struggled, and fought for survival, so that Hua Hu, Qing Qiuyue, Li Xiaofan, and Hu Buping had a place to study and live in peace. It was all to repay Mr. Wild Fox\'s kindness!

He didn\'t want this sincere feeling to be shattered either!

Su Yun sat down, lowered his head, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head, his eyes deep, looking at his own shadow on the wall.

On the wall, his shadow grew nine heads, like a dragon and a python, silently dancing, extremely eerie.

But these strange heads did not grow on his physical body.

"Abandon all emotional factors, and you can see that Mr. Wild Fox may not be the real Mr. Wild Fox."

Su Yun stared at his shadow, his gaze becoming extremely calm. "After the incident in Tianmen Town back then, Left Envoy, the old immortals of the Seven Great Houses, and Saint Xue rushed to Tianmen Town to divide the Eight-Faced Heavenly Palace."

"Some people were late because they were in the Eastern Capital and couldn\'t get the Heavenly Palace, but they had to place an informant who could monitor the situation in Tianmen Town at any time."

At that time, Tianmen Town had become a no man\'s land due to the North Sea tsunami, and demons and monsters were rampant. So the best way for him to stay there was to become a demon. And the most respected figure among the monsters in the no man\'s land was the teacher who taught them how to read.

Moreover, Tianmen Town was very strange. There was actually a living person, a child. He taught this child, also taking the opportunity to observe the movements of Tianmen Town. He taught them old sacred scriptures, but never taught them divine abilities or how to use them."On this day, he finally got the opportunity he had been waiting for. Mr. Shuijing, who came from the Eastern Capital, came here to explore the Tianmen Ghost Market and the truth about Tianmen Town. Perhaps, he was the one who drove Mr. Shuijing out of the Eastern Capital and sent him to Shuofang, allowing Mr. Shuijing to stir up trouble. And those who were trying to seize the Ascending Heaven Peak couldn\'t hold back any longer."

Su Yun\'s eyes flickered as he looked at the shadows of the constantly tumbling dragon and snake heads beside his head on the wall, and whispered, "Mr. Shuijing is here, and he can also use death to escape. All he has to do is wait."

"Wait until the dust settles in this city of Gu cultivation, and wait until the winner brings the Ascending Heaven Peak to the Eastern Capital and presents it to him! He will use the identity of the teacher he borrowed in Tianmen Town..."

Su Yun\'s face darkened as he whispered, "That would be Mr. Wild Fox."

Perhaps Mr. Wild Fox never existed from the beginning.

"The person behind Mr. Wild Fox is the owner of this mansion. The books in his study are the old Saint\'s forbidden techniques he taught us. He taught us for seven years, and maybe he had feelings, so he finally took Mr. Wild Fox\'s skin and hung it in the study as a memorial."

Su Yun closed his eyes and murmured, "This is the Prime Minister\'s mansion, Wen Guanshan\'s mansion. The mysterious person brought me here to let me discover Wen Guanshan\'s true face. The real Wen Guanshan is already dead and has long been living in this world with his face. He is an extremely powerful existence, even more terrifying than the Saint of the Miscellaneous Family! Then..."

He stood up and looked around, "There is no door in this secret room. How do I leave?"

The Prime Minister\'s mansion was bustling.

Because today, Prime Minister Wen Guanshan finally returned to the Eastern Capital.

The news of Wen Guanshan being attacked and injured did not spread, but his family knew about it. After all, the Prime Minister\'s mansion had several famous doctors, all of whom were invited.

Upon his return, the Prime Minister\'s mansion became busy, with flowers and firecrackers lining the way, evil spirits were driven away, and wives and concubines came forward to greet him. Wen Yanfeng and other sons of the Prime Minister also came forward to kneel and bow.

Wen Guanshan was accompanied by various famous doctors and many powerful experts, most of whom were his disciples. Even when he returned to his own home, there was no slackening.

After the banquet, Wen Guanshan instructed his family, "My injuries have not healed completely, so I need to rest and recuperate. Don\'t disturb me."

The wives, concubines, and children all agreed, "Rest well, sir."

Under the protection of many powerful experts, Wen Guanshan walked towards his study. He raised his hand, and the experts stopped outside.

Wen Guanshan was extremely strict in managing his household, and his study was an absolute forbidden place where no one dared to enter.

Wen Guanshan was about to push open the door of the study when he suddenly paused. He saw that the door was slightly ajar.

He raised his eyebrows and pushed open the door, walking in and closing the door behind him.

In the secret room, Su Yun\'s eyes gradually became eerie as he looked at the dragon and snake heads flying around his figure on the wall, and whispered, "...So, is the Demon God Xiangliu the opponent who can kill the Saint of the Miscellaneous Family?"

"You little brat!"

There was a crackling sound from Su Yun\'s neck, and thick dragon and python bodies grew crazily out of it. "When I was fighting for the throne with Emperor Yuanshuo, the ancestor of that little brat outside didn\'t even know where he was sucking milk!"

Wen Guanshan\'s eyes flickered as he came to the wall where the Wild Fox skin was hung, carefully examining it with a murderous intent.

At this moment, the wall in front of him suddenly exploded with a loud bang, and a surging demonic energy rushed out, the breath of a primordial demon god assaulting him!