"Brat, who are you calling a stinky brat?"
The old man, without any politeness, smacked Wan Yunting on the back of his left head, leaving him completely stunned. Then, by the dim light of the tent, he saw the face of the old man who had suddenly appeared before him. Wan Yunting exclaimed with a face full of shock, "Grandpa Chang, how come you're here?"
It turned out that the old man complaining in front of the tomb of the Ghost Hand Divine Doctor was none other than the security guard at Huadu University, Grandpa Chang!
"Of course, I'm here to see an old friend."
Grandpa Chang, dressed in his security uniform and holding a jar of wine, looked at Wan Yunting, who was sitting up with a dazed expression, and said with a satisfied smile, "As for you, kid, you're quite filial, guarding this old undead for three days and three nights. He didn't accept you as a disciple in vain."
Wan Yunting stared at Grandpa Chang with wide eyes and instantly came to his senses. He said in shock, "Could you be Chang Wude, whom my master mentioned?"
Grandpa Chang took a big gulp of wine, let out an "ah," and then nodded at Wan Yunting with a smile, "That's right, I am Chang Wude!"
"You are really Chang Wude..."
Wan Yunting jumped up in shock, looking at Chang Wude excitedly, and suddenly realized.
Ever since he entered the university, he only knew that the old security guard at the gate was called Grandpa Chang by everyone, but no one knew his full name. Now, seeing him come to the mausoleum in the middle of the night to see his master, Wan Yunting said happily, "If I had known Grandpa Chang was Chang Wude, I would have learned martial arts from you earlier."
"Hmph."
Chang Wude shot him a glare and walked to the tombstone of the Ghost Hand Divine Doctor, pointing and saying, "You kid still ended up becoming his disciple in the end."
"Hehe..."
Wan Yunting scratched his head awkwardly and said, "I didn't know the benefits of martial arts back then. However, my master said that as long as I found you, you could teach me higher-level internal martial arts techniques."
Chang Wude took two more sips of wine and nodded arrogantly, "It seems he knew his place, knowing he couldn't compare to me in martial arts attainment!"
"So, Grandpa Chang is willing to teach me advanced internal martial arts techniques?"
Wan Yunting was excited. Last time, when he and Fang Yanxi returned to the university, he saw Grandpa Chang and realized that this security guard, who had always wanted to take him as a disciple, was an unfathomably powerful martial artist. Even the current Wan Yunting could not fathom what realm of martial arts Grandpa Chang had reached.
"Are you learning the Boundless Celestial Net Internal Martial Arts Technique right now?"
Chang Wude glanced at him with his old eyes, sat down on the steps in front of the Ghost Hand Divine Doctor's tombstone, and Wan Yunting naturally didn't dare to say anything, knowing he was an old friend of his master's and their relationship was unusual.
"Yes, but I've only just touched the threshold. I haven't grasped the subsequent techniques yet," Wan Yunting said helplessly, as the Boundless Celestial Net Internal Martial Arts Technique was obscure and difficult to understand, and he had only learned the superficial aspects.
"You kid, you have good fortune."
Chang Wude said, "This Boundless Celestial Net Internal Martial Arts Technique is the supreme internal martial arts technique of our Wuliang Daoist Temple. I heard that it disappeared when a senior named Lexin was expelled from the sect."
Wan Yunting said, "I was investigating medicinal herbs in Anhui and by chance, I broke into Lexin senior's tomb and obtained the Boundless Celestial Net Internal Martial Arts Technique, as well as a set of Five Elements Palm and the Yin-Yang Complementary Art secret manual."
"Not bad, it's your fortune to encounter Lexin senior's tomb."
Chang Wude took a sip of water and smiled, "This Boundless Celestial Net Internal Martial Arts is originally a supreme internal martial arts technique. If you can comprehend it, kid, it would be a great blessing. Perhaps you can avenge your master and seek justice from the Wuliang Daoist Temple!"
As this matter was brought up, Wan Yunting frowned slightly. He walked over and sat beside Chang Wude, asking, "Grandpa Chang, you are a close friend of my master. You must know the ins and outs of what happened to my master, right?"
"Hmph."
Chang Wude's old face sank, and he coldly snorted, "What else could it be? If your master hadn't been framed by that villain back then, he wouldn't have ended up in this state!"
Wan Yunting nodded. He knew about his master's past. He asked, "Do you know about the Sima family's current situation? And Sima Boyong!"
Chang Wude took a big gulp of wine, then waved his hand and said, "This old man has been in Huadu for so many years and no longer bothers with that villain's affairs. However, I did hear that he has developed well in the capital, especially that bastard, he has returned to the Wuliang Daoist Temple these years!"
Wan Yunting frowned and said, "Didn't he descend the mountain with my master back then? How did he return to the Wuliang Daoist Temple?"
"Hmph, who knows."
Chang Wude said, "Perhaps that bastard wants to go back and fight for the position of abbot!"
Wan Yunting lit a cigarette and smoked. He had only heard his master mention the Wuliang Daoist Temple a few times but didn't know much about it. "Grandpa Chang, are you also from the Wuliang Daoist Temple?"
"Yes."
Chang Wude nodded and said with a mocking smile, "But I descended the mountain earlier than your master. However, he is my senior brother."
Wan Yunting turned and looked at him in confusion, asking, "Then why did you descend the mountain?"
Chang Wude turned his face to look at him and said with a smile, "For a woman!"
This answer stunned Wan Yunting on the spot. He never expected that to be the reason.
"Speaking of which, I haven't returned to the Wuliang Daoist Temple for over forty years. I don't know if Senior Brother Duan is dead yet!" Chang Wude suddenly exclaimed with emotion.
Wan Yunting didn't know who the Senior Brother Duan he mentioned was. Then, Chang Wude finished the last sip of wine, put the wine jar aside, stood up, and said, "Kid, since your master asked you to learn martial arts from me, I will naturally guide you. Come find me at the university when you have time. I need to go back."
"Alright, Grandpa Chang, take care."
Wan Yunting quickly got up to see him off. Watching Chang Wude stagger down the mountain, he shook his head and smiled. He never expected that the person his master asked him to find had been by his side all along...
The next morning, Wan Yunting woke up in his tent and checked the time. It was already seven o'clock.
Today was the fourth day. He had guarded the tomb for three days and three nights, so it was time to go back.
After washing his face, Wan Yunting started to pack up the tent, taking all the garbage with him. Finally, he kowtowed three times to his parents and his master before taking all his belongings down the mountain and out of the cemetery. After discarding the garbage, he arrived at the roadside.
Since the cemetery was outside the city, it was naturally difficult to get a taxi. However, Fang Yanxi had said she would pick him up today, so Wan Yunting called her. Fang Yanxi was already on her way and would arrive soon.
After squatting by the roadside for about twelve minutes, Fang Yanxi drove over. Wan Yunting stood up and waved. The car slowly stopped. Fang Yanxi got out and said, "I brought you breakfast."
"Okay, let's eat in the car. Open the trunk first, I'll put the tent in..."
As Wan Yunting spoke, Fang Yanxi opened the trunk for him and put the tent and the remaining supplies into it...
However, in the distance, a motorcycle was approaching, ridden by Niu Qiuling. But as soon as she saw Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi, Niu Qiuling immediately braked and stopped. Her almond-shaped eyes gazed at Wan Yunting as he closed the trunk. Then, she saw Wan Yunting accepting the steamed buns and soy milk from Fang Yanxi, and the two of them leaning against the car, eating and chatting.
"Hmph."
Niu Qiuling turned into a sour lemon, snorted coldly, turned her car around, and headed back, lest she be the one to feel awkward if she went over...
Seemingly noticing something, Wan Yunting turned his head but could only see Niu Qiuling's departing back. He felt it looked familiar. Fang Yanxi, who was beside him, asked, "What's wrong?"
Wan Yunting took a big bite of the steamed bun and said with a smile, "Nothing. Let's get in the car and go back."
"Okay."
Fang Yanxi nodded, opened the passenger door for him, and Wan Yunting, holding the steamed buns and soy milk in his hands, said with a smile, "Thank you..."
Fang Yanxi got into the car, and the two of them headed back towards the city...