"Among the four major families," Wang Kunpeng broke the silence, "we, Guidao, have the deepest friendship with the Huang family, and we have always had grudges against your Zhong family."
"Zhao Yier's apprentice," Zhong Fu said. "I can tell from the sound of his voice that he is just like his master."
Zhong Fu is not young anymore, and he looks about the same age as Lao Yan. After he said this, he turned to Wang Kunpeng and said, "I was beaten by your master."
Wang Kunpeng and Xu Yunfeng burst out laughing and said at the same time, "Are you Luo Bozi's master?"
"At that time, my skills were not yet fully developed, so I have nothing to say about losing to your master." Zhong Fu paused, "Wang Baoyang, let me ask you a question. If your master had not died, and he and I were competing now, who would be more powerful?"
When Zhong Fu said this, he took out a handful of straw and a few sticks from his arms, and tied up a small scarecrow in a moment. Then he took out a match and lit the scarecrow's shoulders.
Wang Kunpeng's shoulder also caught fire. But Wang Kunpeng was not panicked. He raised his other arm, opened his palm, and easily extinguished the flames on his shoulder. "If my master hadn't died, you would have fought him. If you had used needles to prick his acupuncture points on the bladder meridian of the foot, he wouldn't have been able to resist. But he didn't lose because of his skills. He was kind-hearted and wouldn't have used heavy hands on you. This gave you the first chance to prick the acupuncture points of the puppet."
Zhong Fu threw away the match, picked up an awl and aimed it at the Sibai point on the puppet's face. The Sibai point was located below the eyes and on both sides of the bridge of the nose. Two red dots immediately appeared on Wang Kunpeng's Sibai point.
Zhong Fu asked: "Now that I'm telling you that I want to pierce your Sibai acupoint, it doesn't count as taking the initiative. Let me ask you one more question, are you stronger or weaker than your master in Yin Yang Ying Xiang Da Lun ?"
Wang Kunpeng hesitated for a while, "There are three people I trust most in my life. The first one is my master. I can't comment on his ability behind his back. But his virtue is far inferior to mine."
Zhong Fu said: "You mean Zhao Yi Er's ability is not as good as yours, you are just embarrassed to say it."
Zhong Fu's awl had already pierced the four white points on the puppet's head, and blood had already begun to flow from Wang Kunpeng's face. Wang Kunpeng said to Xu Yunfeng, "You do it, or should I do it?"
"Of course I'll do it," Xu Yunfeng smiled, "You can't convince him with your skills."
"Yeah." Wang Kunpeng stopped moving and said to Zhong Fu, "Your skill is called Puppet Soul Devouring Technique. Do you really think that only you Zhong family members can do it?"
"Could it be that you, the Guidao, also know this?" Zhong Fu was stunned for a moment. The effect saw Xu Yunfeng beside Wang Kunpeng taking out a puppet from behind him. It was a plush toy sold everywhere at night market stalls, with hands and feet. Huang Kun recognized it as the image of Snoopy.
Xu Yunfeng lifted the puppet's ears, and Zhong Fu screamed and tilted his head to the side. The awl in his hand fell to the ground.
"This is our Zhong family's puppetry," Zhong Fu reacted and asked Xu Yunfeng, "How do you know how to use it?"
"It's not some profound magic," Xu Yunfeng said, "I don't even want to use it."
Wang Kunpeng said honestly, "Your apprentice Luo Bozi once taught him."
Zhong Ping, the third son of the Zhong family, who was sitting to the right of Zhong Fu, looked at Xu Yunfeng and suddenly exclaimed, "I seem to have seen you somewhere before. Who are you?"
"I am a nobody," Xu Yunfeng recalled the past. It was this Zhong Ping who came to stop him in the Three Gorges Ancient Road. But now he couldn't remember himself, so he didn't want to make any more trouble. "I am Wang Kunpeng's classmate, and I came here to watch the fun."
Even a fool could tell that Xu Yunfeng was being sarcastic when he said this.
Zhong Fu looked at Xu Yunfeng and asked, "How could Luo Bozi's puppet soul-devouring technique be better than mine? But your puppet technique is far better than his! Are you really Luo Bozi's apprentice?"
"Why should Luo Bozi be my master?" Xu Yunfeng said, "I don't have a master. Luo Bozi's skill was exchanged with me." After saying that, he handed the puppet in his hand to Wang Kunpeng.
Wang Kunpeng threw the puppet to the ground and said to Zhong Fu, "I have seen your skills, now let's get down to business."
Zhong Fu's face was unhappy. Puppetry was his lifelong skill. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was not weaker than himself, and Wang Kunpeng didn't make any move at all. He knew that even if he continued to fiddle with the puppet in his hand, he would not get any benefit in front of Wang Kunpeng.
Wang Kunpeng said: "Your Zhong family took our Guidao's things, and now I am here to take them back."
Zhong Fu didn't understand. "When have we ever taken your things? Jin Xuanzi and Zhao Yier have never given us anything, and we will never take other people's things."
Wang Kunpeng scanned the faces of the five Zhong family heads, and then said to Zhong An, the fourth son of the Zhong family, "You went to Zhijiang a few years ago. When you came back, you passed by Xiaoting and took off a human skin. That human skin is a Yin-Yang Four-pointed Skeleton, which is something we have in the Wei Dao."
"That woman said that if I helped him get rid of the disaster, she would give me the human skin." Zhong An did not deny it. "I didn't steal or rob. She gave it to me without any reluctance."
"It's no use for her to say that," Wang Kunpeng said, "that thing was never hers in the first place. Blind Wei was dead, so the thing should be returned to us."
"I have never heard of the theory of Yin and Yang by the heir of the Weird Dao. Whether it is Jin Xuanzi or Zhao Yier, have they ever lent the Yin-Yang Four-pointed Skull to others?" Zhong Fu said to Wang Kunpeng, "Why don't you think highly of the things of the Weird Dao?"
"The Yin-Yang Four-Pointed Skull was given to a fortune teller by Ye Tianshi, the master of our Guidao in the Qing Dynasty, but it was agreed that it would only be lent to him for two hundred years. After two hundred years, the descendants of Guidao can ask the descendants of the fortune teller to take it back."
Wang Kunpeng said this seriously.
Even Huang Kun found it a bit ridiculous.
The five heads of the Zhong family looked at each other in bewilderment. After a long pause, the fourth, Zhong An, said, "You are taking things from the ancients who lived hundreds of years ago. Isn't that too far-fetched? Well, even if Ye Tianshi lent it to someone else, there should be a written receipt."
"There is no written evidence," Wang Kunpeng said. "We in Guidao never use written evidence. What we say is what it is. There is no ambiguity."
"This is something without any evidence," said the eldest brother, Zhong Fu. "Do you insist on robbing me?"
"But that's our stuff," Wang Kunpeng said, "How can you say I came to steal it?"
Zhong An pulled his clothes open, revealing a skull tattoo on his chest. He said to Wang Kunpeng, "You said it's yours, but it's already grown on me. How about this, you call it and promise it, and I will believe it's yours."
"That's a good idea." Wang Kunpeng agreed. Xu Yunfeng stretched out his hand, clenched his fist and pointed it upward, then spread his fingers, revealing a cicada shell in his palm.
Wang Kunpeng said to Zhong An, "The Yin-Yang Four-Division Skull is a magical weapon cultivated by Huang Shang, a guidaoist. Another magical weapon cultivated by Huang Shang is this moth."
"How can I trust you to talk nonsense here?" Zhong An said, "Do you mean what you say?"
"You just said that if I could call the four-pointed skull on your chest, you would believe it," Wang Kunpeng said, "I will call it to you now."
After Wang Kunpeng finished speaking, he took the moth from Xu Yunfeng. The moth turned into a long sword. Wang Kunpeng muttered something and then pointed the long sword at Zhong An's chest.
The skull tattoo on Zhong An's chest immediately turned red, and the peony on the surrounding skin also showed. The skin on Zhong An's chest suddenly became swollen, and a piece of skin had peeled off, revealing the bright red muscle underneath.
Zhong An then realized how powerful it was. It was not because of Wang Kunpeng’s magic that it was powerful, but because the Minglong and the Yin-Yang Four-Eyed Skull were indeed magical weapons that Huang Shang had practiced at the same time, and they were closely related to each other.
"Okay," Zhong Fu automatically tried to smooth things over, "We believe it."
Wang Kunpeng then put away his sword and handed the cicada shell back to Xu Yunfeng. And Xu Yunfeng gave the cicada shell back to Huang Kun.
Huang Kun held the cicada shell and didn't know why his master gave him the moth.
Zhong An knew that Wang Kunpeng was showing mercy. If he forcibly used a moth to peel off this piece of human skin, his chest would be bloody and he would be seriously injured. Now he slowly peeled it off with his hands, and new skin instantly formed a scab on his chest. It won't be a big deal.
Zhong An peeled off all the human skin, then walked over and handed it to Wang Kunpeng. Wang Kunpeng opened the human skin, took a look, and said to Xu Yunfeng: "This is the first time I have seen a Yin-Yang four-pointed skull."
"Me too." Xu Yunfeng said, "There are some Tibetan characters on the lower left. I guess it's the signature of Phagpa."
"Why can't I see it?" Wang Kunpeng looked carefully again.
"There are many things you can't see." Xu Yunfeng said, "Otherwise why would you ask me to help you?"
"I've returned the things to you," Zhong Fu said, "but you definitely didn't come here just for this little skin."
"Indeed." Wang Kunpeng said, "We have another matter to resolve with you."
Xu Yunfeng pushed Huang Kun, who was holding the moth, in front of him and said, "You should know the rules of the Guidao. Whoever holds the moth has the final say."
"Who is this young man?" Zhong Fu asked.
"He is my apprentice," Xu Yunfeng said, "His name is Huang Kun, and he is the grandson of Huang Songbai. In the past, your head Zhong Yifang offended the Huang family, and now Huang Kun has come to seek an explanation."
The five heads of the Zhong family seemed to be overwhelmed, as it was obvious that Huang Kun was a know-nothing, but he was smart enough to find the cunning Wang Kunpeng to back him up.
Zhong Fu asked Xu Yunfeng, "Who are you? Jin Xuanzi has two disciples. Wang Baoyang is Zhao Yier's disciple. You shouldn't be the successor of Guidao."
"I've already said that Guidao has a name." Xu Yunfeng said, "After all, the Zhong family is also a well-known family, how come they don't know this."
"When did the Guidao become famous?" Zhong Fu asked the other four heads in confusion.
The four people answered one after another: "Never heard of it."