"How many people are we deploying this ti?" Xue Nuofu asked.
Xiao Feng thought for a mont and replied, "All the n except for Old Zhao and Old Master Sun, everyone else stays at ho."
"All of them?" Xue Nuofu frowned and said, "Is such a big mobilization necessary?"
"Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. It's never wrong to bring more people," Xiao Feng said in a deep voice.
After speaking, he called the little girl, asking her to bring Lin Jiaxuan over.
After all, this is a large-scale operation, we can't just focus on the front and neglect the rear.
"I'll go with you," Du Qingyue walked over and said.
Xiao Feng shook his head and refused, "You have a more important task."
Then he put his arm around Du Qingyue's shoulder, walked to the side, and whispered, "The value of the things in the basent doesn't need my explanation, you're responsible for guarding them."
"Do you think soone will launch a sneak attack?" Du Qingyue asked.
Xiao Feng thought for a mont and said, "Whether they will or not, it's always good to be cautious. Also, if you can't hold it, just drop everything and run. Safety should always co first."
Du Qingyue has never been a pretentious person, and hearing this, she nodded in agreent, also reminding, "You be careful too, don't get hurt."
"Okay!" Xiao Feng replied with a smile.
The group quickly got busy with preparations for the plan ahead.
The little girl brought Lin Jiaxuan over and greeted everyone before clamoring to join.
It wasn't until Xiao Feng wooed her with sweet words and complints, elevating her to an indispensable position, that she agreed to stay at ho.
Of course, it wasn't purely coaxing.
When the little girl plays that Human Skin Drum, it's quite powerful, serving as a great tool to disrupt the enemy or buy ti to escape!
Sun Shijie, rushing desperately, finally managed to produce a batch of dicine for external and internal injuries before the battle, adding an extra layer of protection for everyone.
Standing outside the gate, Xiao Feng waved his hand and shouted, "Let's move out!"
The group set off in grand style towards Jiulong Public Cetery, using a minibus arranged by Wang Lubo.
After all, going to a cetery this late at night, no regular driver would take such a job, plus one car couldn't carry this many people.
Sitting in the car, Xiao Feng chatted casually with Zheng Wei, "By the way, have you ever thought about appointing a leader to guide everyone toward a common goal?"
The others perked up their ears, eager to hear Zheng Wei's response.
Having no leader is a major taboo in warfare, a fact known to even ordinary people.
This is why in ancient tis, in battles between two countries, both sides would go to great lengths to kill the enemy's main commander.
Having soone to lead is entirely different from a group of scattered soldiers.
"It's not that we haven't thought about it," Zheng Wei shook his head and sighed, "In fact, we tried appointing soone to make decisions.
But the young have naive ideas, and among the older ones, no one submits to another.
After trying a few tis, no one brought it up again anyway, since the goal remains the sa, building up the numbers first is the priority."
Xiao Feng sneered, "I now think there's no need to trouble myself dealing with you all. At this rate of developnt, once your generation is gone, the Celestial Defect Sect will disappear too."
Zheng Wei chuckled awkwardly, not daring to refute anything.
The vehicle drove further off the beaten path, with fewer and fewer buildings around, exposing bare peaks and patches of forest as far as the eye could see.
After about twenty minutes of driving, the speed slowed down, the driver turned his head and said, "We're almost there."
Xiao Feng led the group out of the minibus, bypassing the main gate, they directly scaled the periter wall, entering the cetery.
The wall had none of the expected broken glass pieces or barbed wire fencing, making things quite a bit easier.
But, thinking carefully, this seems normal.
After all, we've heard of bodies being stolen from funeral hos and their organs trafficked, but who'd imagine soone stealing ashes from a cetery?
Lv Ziming checked his wristwatch and said, "There's still half an hour until the rendezvous ti."
"Where's the location?" Xiao Feng asked.
Zheng Wei answered fluently, "Today is December 30th, so the location is in front of the thirtieth tombstone from the left of the twelfth row."
After hearing this, Xiao Feng nodded, waved for the others to follow him around to the front of the cetery, and began walking up the steps, counting the rows as he went.
Perhaps due to psychological effects, everyone felt tonight's wind was unusually chilly, a bone-piercing cold that made the skin crawl.
"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..." Hui Yi muttered quietly with closed eyes, trying to muster his courage.
Reaching the tenth row, Xiao Feng halted and spoke to Zheng Wei, "We're not going any further, you go make contact, shout when the ti is right."
Zheng Wei nodded, took a deep breath and headed up the steps himself, locating the thirtieth tombstone, turning in to the right.
Xiao Feng led the others away from the central ascending path, also turning right, walking all the way to the top, where they hid in the dense woods.
"Do you know how Jiulong Public Cetery got its na?" Lv Ziming checked the ti again, seeing twenty minutes left, he decided to make casual conversation.
"How's that?" Lao Ha played along and asked.
Lv Ziming, lowering his voice, replied, "Legend has it that Jiulong Public Cetery was a convergence point of nine dragon veins during the Song Dynasty.
If soone were buried here, their descendants would beco true dragon emperors, or rulers."
Aspergillus oryzae curiously asked, "Did it really produce an emperor?"
"It's said among the elders that Zhu Shizhen, the father of Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was once buried here.
Then blessed with fortune, Zhu Yuanzhang rose from a re beggar to change the dynasties, becoming emperor."
Lao Ha scoffed, "What nonsense, Zhu Shizhen wasn't even from around here, no way he was buried here."
"You may not believe it, but so people do," Lv Ziming said with a mocking smile, "The higher you go here, the more expensive the prices, the top spots are priced to rival housing in Jiangcheng."
Xiao Feng, listening from the side, also felt it lacked credibility.
But, it seems every place has rumors like this, mostly hearsay without any verifiable basis.
With five minutes left until the rendezvous ti, Xiao Feng ordered everyone to stop chatting and patiently wait for Zheng Wei to give the signal.
The ti ticked away, second by second, with Zheng Wei standing motionless in front of the tombstone.
When there was just one minute left until the appointed ti, a figure appeared at the corner, but it was descending from above rather than ascending the steps below.
Zheng Wei's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, "This is bad."
If the opponent had been waiting above, observing from a distance, they might have spotted his group's approach.
But he quickly dismissed this thought.
Because if the opponent had seen Xiao Feng and the others, they wouldn't have revealed themselves at all.
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