Lin Fang traveled through "Journey to the West," bearing the "Journey to the West" text, always thinking that by using his foreknowledge, he would definitely be able to live a prosperous life. However, he suddenly discovered something off about this "Journey to the West"—cannibalistic immortals, deceitful Buddha. Shocked, he turned his head to look at the "Journey to the West" under the dim light. There, the book was flipping its pages under the glow of the lamp, and every page shockingly displayed only two blood-red characters: Eat People!
One could only listen to fate and let it dictate their path, but the soul from his previous life made him utterly unwilling to accept such a fate; he wanted to understand everything clearly.
Although he hadn't yet unraveled the truth of the matter, he now had a profound understanding of his current situation, no longer aimlessly floundering like a headless fly.
"Thank you, Senior Xie, for clearing my doubts," Lin Fang said, bowing respectfully to the elder.
The elder laughed heartily as he stroked his beard, "Since it was Feng Yatou who brought you here, we naturally have to look after you."
After speaking, he led Feng Jiu and Lin Fang toward the village.
Soon, the villagers emerged from their homes, one by one curiously sizing up Lin Fang and Feng Jiu.
The noisy chatter reached the ears of Lin Fang and Feng Jiu unimpeded, leaving them both somewhat embarrassed.
"Oh, isn't that the little girl Feng Jiu?"